Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

You Ji was feeling uneasy, he followed the waiter slowly with a flute in one hand. Many actors in the Theatre of Performers stuck their heads out, showing both jealousy and envy.

"It was the nobles of the main courtyard who invited Mr. You."

"Isn't that right?"

"That's good. We can give up hope. Once the flute sounds, all the people in the yard will be wasted."

But some people couldn't stand it, "What do you mean he's already taken? He's just trying to get close to the real nobles and dignitaries. Those words are just casual remarks to show his arrogance."

"Chizhou, aren't you from the same hometown as You Ji?" someone couldn't stand it.

"So what? I don't have the good fortune of Mr. You to meet a noble person and learn skills. I can only rely on my face to make a living!"

Chizhou was a beauty who ranked first in the Opera House and had many admirers. She was knowledgeable and had good taste, and played the zither very well, so she was doing quite well.

Several actors who knew his background said, "It sounds nice, but you are just jealous of You Ji. He got ahead by his skills, not by his looks..."

The actor looked up and down a few times, shook his head in amusement, "I'm afraid I can't compare!"

The actress who was speaking was a dancer, so she naturally knew that some nobles liked Chizhou's charming and romantic look.

You Ji is quite young, with red lips and white teeth, a handsome appearance, and clear and lively eyes, so while everyone calls him "everyone", they actually treat You Ji as a mascot.

Moreover, You Ji did not act superior to others after he became famous. He was very caring towards the actors and actresses. He was very popular in the Opera House, so naturally everyone spoke for You Ji.

Chizhou looked a little gloomy, with a distorted expression on his face. He felt bad when he thought about his benefactor who usually obeyed him in everything and was asking him about You Ji in a roundabout way.

He looked at the figure in the distance, sneered, and turned away.

When they arrived at the main hall, everyone saw that You Ji was just such a young man, "Are you sure this is Mr. You?" Some of the people present were a little unconvinced, because You Ji was really a little young.

Many of the musicians who have made a name for themselves with their skills are already quite old, but You Ji looks only fourteen or fifteen years old. No wonder they don't believe him.

The waiter hurriedly said, "It is indeed Mr. You." He clapped his hands, and the servants below hurriedly put up the screen.

As the sound of the flute slowly became clearer, no one questioned it anymore.

A look of surprise flashed across Qian Zhi's face, and he turned to look at Cui Jing. Cui Jing's hand that was drinking tea paused slightly, and then a look of reminiscence flashed across his eyes. It turned out to be this kid.

Cui Jing already remembered that he had indeed heard this song in Xiangxia Villa. Recalling the first time he met Xie Xian, a hint of tenderness flashed across his face.

Qian Zhi looked back and forth between Cui Jing and You Ji, thinking, could it be...

After the flute music was over, everyone was immersed in the aftertaste, "This song is too sad. My thoughts are like the river flowing eastward, day and night, without end."

"You guys, are you really not considering this? If you can get our help, you will definitely be on the Red List, and maybe even on the Sky List."

The person who spoke stared at You Ji with burning eyes, his gaze swept across the slender waist of the young man in blue, and his fingers slid slightly on the rim of the cup.

Qian Zhi, the leader of the group, frowned when he saw the man's greedy look and said in a deep voice, "Jiu Zifu, we are only here to listen to the music, don't force it."

When Jiu Zifu saw Qian Zhi looking at him, he put on a serious look on his face and said, "Aren't you guys choosing a music class? I'm asking a few questions as usual."

Qian Zhi felt disgusted when he saw his pretentious behavior. This man was a homosexual. This man had disgusted him when he first took over the family business. However, Jiu Zifu was very sensible and knew that Jiu Zifu had the support of a rich widow behind him, so he did not show that kind of expression in front of him.

Just now, this guy took advantage of the situation to bully You Ji. It's disgusting for no reason.

The screen was removed, and the young man in blue lowered his eyes obediently and said firmly: "You Ji has been blessed by the master, and I will never forget it."

His words startled the people who usually treated the actors as playthings. "This guy is serious!" In fact, their thoughts were similar to Chizhou's. They thought that You Ji had lived in the Opera House for so long just to wait for a good price and choose a good sponsor.

Those present here include merchants from all over the north and south, and any one of them would be enough to make the actors outside fight for him.

But is Youji really only willing to stay with his so-called master and give up the chance to become famous?

"Who is your master?" Qian Zhi looked puzzled.

You Ji looked a little embarrassed, he didn't want to mention Xie Xian's name in front of these people. Besides, they only knew that Xie Xian was the second daughter of the Xie family in Chen County, and knew nothing else.

Seeing his strange expression, everyone kept thinking, "How can your master be so shameless? Tell us about it and let us hear it. Maybe we can help you find him."

You Ji's face turned pale, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he lowered his head and said nothing more. These people were not worthy of mentioning their master's name.

Jiu Zifu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a sinister look: "Master You, you all have good intentions, why do you look down on us?"

Qian Zhi did not speak up for You Ji this time. In his opinion, You Ji was a little ungrateful.

Just as everyone was pressing, Cui Jing's lazy voice rang out: "I know his master."

The room suddenly fell silent, and some curious people looked puzzled as to why Mr. Cui was willing to help this actor.

You Ji, who was sitting below, suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Cui Jing. A look of ecstasy flashed across his face, and then he lowered his body again.

"You Ji thanks you, young master." He didn't know whether what Cui Dalang said was true or false, but he didn't dare to gamble. What if there was really news about Xie Xian?

"I've seen you play the flute for the first time on the boat. It was so much worse than it is now." Cui Jing held the teacup, put on his clothes, stood up, and slowly walked to You Ji.

He had a reserved smile on his face, looking down at the young man on the ground, "Since you have received her kindness, you should be content and stop expecting too much!"

Everyone:?

Wait, let me think about it. Why do I feel like Mr. Cui is jealous? I didn't expect to hear such a result. Why don't you two tell me your names? It's really frustrating.

"You Ji dare not forget!" He raised his head and looked at Cui Jing. His flushed forehead seemed to indicate his master's determination.

Cui Jing narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "You are pushing your luck!"

"My dear, are you envious of You Ji, who can follow his master and accompany him every day?" The young man's dark eyes smiled brightly, but his words added fuel to the fire.

Several people present were extremely worried after hearing this. Is it possible that it will get better? Is it so difficult to say a name?

Qian Zhi had an amusing look on his face. He turned his eyes and thought, "Mr. Cui has attended many banquets recently and has a wide network of contacts. He can't even compare to him. So Qian Zhi is very concerned about his senior, Cui Jing."