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Chen Xi wanted to say something more, but the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, followed by bursts of warm applause.

A beam of cold light was cast on the stage, and a figure stepped out from behind the crimson curtain.

With the sound of orchestral instruments playing,

The theater, which was still whispering, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the actor on the stage.

The imperial concubine's steps were light, the phoenix crown on her head shone with tiny lights, and her loving eyes under the heavy makeup made the audience's hearts flutter. With a wave of her sleeves, she gracefully sang the concubine's poignant beauty with a melodious melody.

The imperial concubine was probably drunk, and she sang: "The jade bridge leans against the railing, and the mandarin ducks come to play in the water..."

The people in the audience saw the actor crying, which was heartbreaking.

The charming Yang Yuhuan seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of time, slowly opened the curtain, walked in front of them, and sang a play for the people of the time.

As the scene rose and fell, as soon as the song ended, the music suddenly stopped, and the sound in the venue was blank for a moment.

Then there were cheers that broke through the roof, and the Liyuan guest's face was full of madness.

There were new guests who didn't know the actors on the stage. They quickly asked who the person on the stage was. When they learned that it was the director of Hua Tuan, there was another burst of praise.

The flower baskets symbolizing rewards were delivered to the backstage like water, and He Bensheng was called by name. As expected, He Ben made a fire.

When removing makeup, Chen Xi came out of nowhere and watched him remove the red and rouge-white powder on his face, staring intently and smiling, which made He Bensheng feel a little embarrassed.

He Bensheng washed the color off his face, turned to look at Chen Xi, and said with a smile: "What do you think I did?"

Chen Xi: "Let's see who the most beautiful concubine in the capital is."

He Bensheng smiled with crooked eyes and an affectionate look on his face: "Do you think I look like a woman?"

Chen Xi looked into his eyes, as if drowning in this tenderness, and said, "You are so beautiful."

He Bensheng replied: "You look good too."

Chen Xi immediately realized what he had said, his face turned red, and he found an excuse and ran away.

He Bensheng rested his elbows on the stage and laughed silently.

Chenxi is 19 years old. In the old days, he would have been the father of three or five children.

According to the aunts in the Chen family's backyard, the romantic father gave birth to a pure-hearted child. The nineteen-year-old Chen Xi only wanted to play and have fun. Even if a young lady from another family fell in love with him, he would be attracted by his incomprehensible charm. Men think and get angry.

What a fool! I don’t know how to write the word “gentleman”!

Chen Xi's favorite place to visit is Yayin Pavilion. After class, she goes to play with He Bensheng, which is quite a bit offbeat.

That night, He Bensheng finished dinner with his team members and walked slowly back to his yard.

He Bensheng lives in a side courtyard and needs to pass through an abandoned garden and winding alleys.

He drank some wine during the meal, a blush appeared on his face, and his steps were frivolous.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the deserted courtyard.

He Bensheng seemed to have noticed something, and the speed of his feet increased. This sudden increase in pace caused the person behind him to miss a few beats, and the footsteps no longer overlapped.

He Bensheng felt a little panicked. He stumbled forward, but his mouth was immediately covered and dragged into the dark rockery.

The person behind him was much taller than him. The 15-year-old boy's body and strength were naturally not comparable to those of an adult.

He Bensheng struggled desperately, but could not escape the shackles of the person behind him, until he stepped on the foot of the person behind him.

The person behind him screamed in pain, and He Bensheng took the opportunity to bite his hand, like a vicious dog biting a bone.

He was furious, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

The man whose hand was bitten slapped him and slapped him away, but He Bensheng did not let go of his mouth.

"Let me go, you lowly bitch!"

The man cursed and slapped him hard again. He Bensheng also said hard, biting off a piece of meat on his hand, and then he was beaten back a few steps and fell to the ground.