Xu Wenxia was originally a descendant of modern Peking Opera, but once traveled through time, he woke up at a funeral. His father died as soon as he arrived, leaving behind a theater that was about to close down.
Xu Wenxia signed a contract with her aunt. Within two years, the theater must be full of guests, otherwise the theater will be closed and married.
Xiao Ji: "The girl must have found a way, so she is so confident that she dares to sign the contract!"
Xu Wenxia: "No, just to be clean for two years, haha..."
When he turned around, he was poisoned in the museum. Xu Wenxia: It's even more difficult. ——But the beautiful young man I picked up on the road before can treat illnesses. Although he has lost his memory, his professional knowledge has not been forgotten.
Xu Wenxia: Is there such a good thing? Our hospital is short of a free doctor.
The lantern show showed off its charm, which made the Peking opera popular in the city, but was slandered by the opponent. At this time, the county magistrate quietly came...
The county magistrate is actually an opera enthusiast! After listening to their Peking Opera that day, I couldn't forget it. He said Xu Wenxia was his idol.
Purpose: Ideals are priceless