Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

[Ding, we have entered a new world. ]

Xu Bai looked around and found himself sitting in front of a dressing mirror, the table covered with gouache and oil paints.

The mirror was made of brass. Although it was not distorted, the color was still very biased. Even so, Xu Bai could see that the body he was using was of good appearance.

"Ouch." The little girl came in in a hurry, and seeing him still sitting in front of the mirror, she hurriedly urged him, "Sheng'er, take off your makeup and change your clothes quickly, the class owner has urged you three times!" Seeing that he was still in a daze, the little girl sighed, "This, I know you don't like it, but we still have to make a living under the class owner. After all... after all, those people won't really touch you, Sheng'er, hurry up."

This body is called Yun Sheng, a female role. The political situation is turbulent, and opera singers have no way to make a living if they can't get any roles.

The original boss was kind to him and couldn't bear to let Yun Sheng waste time with him in a small place, so he secretly collected money and gave it to Yun Sheng to let him go to Beihuai. "The economy there is good, you should go there, Yun Sheng, and see the world. You sing well, you can make a living anywhere."

But the old boss didn't know that Beihuai was the center of the power struggle, a more devouring tiger's mouth than "being poor".

Yun Sheng was weak and the little money in his pocket was barely enough for the journey. But when he arrived in Beihuai and hadn't found a place to stay, he fell ill.

He was originally going to be thrown out to fend for himself, but the boss saw the jewelry in his bag and knew that he could sing opera, so he sold him.

It was sold to the current owner, Wang Ping.

Seeing that Yun Sheng was good-looking and a good singer, Wang Ping treated him as a cash cow. Not only did he let him sing on stage, but he also had to accompany those "big officials" after he got off the stage.

Yun Sheng didn't want to, but there was no way. If he didn't go, there would be no show to perform. Acting was his lifeblood, so even if he didn't want to, he had to force himself to smile and go to accompany the actors.

Liu Er: [In the original plot, Yun Sheng was shot to death. Marshal Feng Yanzhang returned to Beihuai, and someone wanted to kill him. Yun Sheng happened to run into them, was caught and blocked by a stray bullet, and was shot like a sieve.]

Xu Bai: [Hiss.]

Liu Er: [Didn’t you say last time that you would rather cry in a car? So I picked this world for you. Are you surprised?]

Xu Bai: [Oh.]

He slowly took off his helmet, wiped off the paint on his face, and changed into a robe.

Yun Sheng was still a young man, with a slim figure, a small face, and clear almond-shaped eyes that became round when he opened them a little wider.

The hair is a little long and very black, and the color is strong in contrast to the slightly pale face and lips. In short, it is a face that looks easy to bully and easy to gain sympathy from others.

Liu Er: [You won’t run? ]

Yun Sheng suffered a great insult tonight and fell ill the next day. He could not go on stage and earn any money. He endured two days and his voice was no longer as good as before.

Liu'er thought he would use "escape" to avoid this node.

[If you run now, you will definitely be judged as OOC.] Xu Bai put on his cloth shoes, [Don't forget that Yun Sheng is a docile and old-fashioned person. He always thinks that he can only sing by following the troupe leader. Besides, he has been frightened by Wang Ping and dare not run.]

"Brother Sheng!" Xiaochun was so anxious that his face turned red. "Hurry up! Otherwise, we won't have dinner again!"

"B-Banzhu?"

Wang Ping has a mustache and always walks steadily. He pretends to be fashionable and is holding a walking stick. It is said that he asked someone to buy it for him at a high price two days ago. He shouted at the door, "Yun Sheng, what's wrong with you? So many big shots are waiting. Tonight, the vice president of Zhonghong Bank is waiting to see you. What's wrong? Do you feel too powerful?"

Xu Bai lowered his eyebrows and walked quickly from the house to the door. He took small steps and had not recovered from his injuries just after stepping off the stage. He was a little out of breath after just two steps. "Boss."

Wang Ping looked at him and suddenly felt that Yun Sheng had changed. He couldn't tell exactly where, but he seemed to have changed, becoming... more lovable.

This was a good thing for Wang Ping. Anyway, he asked Yun Sheng to meet so many people just to sell him again.

Sing opera?

How can you make money singing opera these days?

Wang Ping planned to make a quick buck when he found a good buyer, and then live a carefree life with his little wife.

"I'm sorry, boss." Xu Bai lowered his head and looked submissive.

"Okay, let's go."

Rickshaws were already waiting at the door. Two people each took one and headed straight to Fengyuan Hotel.

It was a party organized by the Fang family to celebrate the return of Fang Jiaxu, the son of the Fang family, who had studied abroad, so many people were invited.

The vice president of Zhonghong Bank was a pot-bellied man. His suit was so tight on him that it was about to pop off. He was grinning with yellow teeth at the moment. "Everyone knows Yun Sheng, right? He's an opera actor who just came here. He sings well in female roles. His voice and figure..." He swallowed his saliva as he spoke, as if he was afraid that others didn't know what dirty things he was thinking. "Everyone, Master Fang is coming back today, and I asked him to come and keep us company. I'll let him sing a piece to cheer us up!"

Amid the laughter, a clear male voice suddenly rang out, "What era is this? What do we need actors for? They are all dross that should be discarded."

Young Master Fang is handsome in a suit. He just came back from the other side and is full of energy. He doesn't care about anything.

He looked down on people who did such things from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, how could someone who was easily invited to accompany him for drinks be a good and innocent person?

Someone soon agreed, "That's right, what do we need now? Actors!" But then he turned a corner and said, "I think it's a female branch, right?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Xu Bai arrived at this time. He heard everything they said clearly during the few steps. His pale cheeks turned red and he walked slower and slower as he fell behind Wang Ping.

Wang Ping didn't care about that and went straight for the deputy president. He didn't know anyone here and took it for granted that he was the highest-ranking official here.

"Sir." Wenming Er didn't even hold on to his stick, but came up to him humbly, smiling flatteringly, "I brought Yun Sheng here. Yun Sheng!" Turning back, he found Xu Bai still dithering, so he urged him and shouted in a stern voice, "Come over now!"

"..." A figure slowly walked over. Perhaps because he was used to walking on the stage, the boy walked over gently.

Then Fang Jiaxu saw the person whom he had just called dregs and was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Yun Sheng to be like this. It was completely different from what he imagined. Her face was fair and pale, her eyelashes were drooping, and her lips were pursed.

"Sir..." He walked over under Wang Ping's gaze, and when he came in front of the vice president, he also called him "Sir".

[Fang Jiaxu's Favorability: 50]

The young master who had just returned from studying abroad suddenly became jealous of the fat man with a body full of fat. What's more, he even wanted to reach out and touch the boy's hanging hand!