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

Yun Sheng went on stage again.

There are many different opinions on this matter, and those who know it or not have to comment on it.

——What? You didn’t sing well for the Marshal, so you come to us ordinary people to make money?

——Didn’t you say that you were dressed in a disheveled way when you went on stage at the Marshal’s Mansion? And you were singing at Guangxing Hall? You are really low class!

Xiaochun was actually happy.

Fang Jiaxu's car stopped outside the troupe and honked several times. Xiaochun didn't know why her ears were particularly sharp that day, so she dropped the script in her hand and ran out.

Fang Jiaxu was just opening the car door and came out. He smiled when he saw the little girl and said, "Hurry up and open the door for your boyfriend!"

Xu Bai was also happy. He never acted arrogantly. He opened the car door and got out. He stood in front of Xiaochun with a smile on his face. "I'm back."

Xiaochun wanted to cry, and tears rolled around in her eyes.

During the days when Xu Bai was not back, Xiaochun figured it out. This was her fate. She had no great abilities and could not take on important responsibilities. It was useless to be too ambitious. She might as well just work hard and sing well with Sheng Ge'er - as long as Sheng Ge'er could come back from Marshal Feng, she would definitely treat him well.

I had already given up hope, but I didn't expect that Young Master Fang was so capable that he could bring the person out after more than ten days.

Other seniors in the team also came. They surrounded Xu Bai and tried to comfort him.

"What are you arguing about? What are you arguing about!" Wang Ping came out and saw Xu Bai, his brows knitted instantly, "Yun Sheng! Why did you come back if you are not accompanying Marshal Feng!"

"...Boss."

Xu Bai always shrinks back when he sees Wang Ping. In fact, this is also the reason why Wang Ping has been able to gain a foothold in Beihuai over the years. He is good at controlling others with words. As long as one's mind is not firm enough, he will fall into the quagmire of words constructed by Wang Ping, and then become a commodity to be sold at a price led by him.

"Yes, the commander asked me to come back." He reluctantly said this half-truth, "Boss, I want to continue singing."

"How are you going to sing?" Wang Ping showed some mercy for Fang Jiaxu's sake. "Guangxing Hall has even arranged the playlist, and most of your fans have run away, so even if..."

"Wang Ping." Fang Jiaxu frowned. His eyes had actually been on Xu Bai. Seeing him lower his head and close his eyelashes because of Wang Ping's words, his wrist trembled slightly. He interrupted in dissatisfaction, "Young Master Fang praises him, and you are not happy about it?"

Wang Ping was stunned because he didn't expect Fang Jiaxu to be willing to hold a dirty thing.

But someone is willing to be a sucker. Wang Ping licked his lips and showed a flattering smile on his face, "That's fine, but Master Fang, it will cost a lot for me to arrange for Yun Sheng to go on stage."

"Master, I can afford it. Just make a list of how much you want and come to my house to get it."

"Thank you, Master Fang!" Wang Ping smiled. "No problem, no problem. I'll arrange it right away and make sure Yun Sheng gets on stage!"

……

"Marshal, Yun Sheng is on stage again."

Feng Yanzhang looked up at him, and the bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes made Fan Jie shudder. He wanted to slap himself a few times. Why did he suddenly bring up the matter of the actor for no reason?

Feng Dashuai had no hobbies, and his life after returning to Beihuai was as dull as a pool of stagnant water. He missed the days of fighting on the battlefield, twisting his fingers, and suddenly thought of the little actor's watery eyes and soft figure.

What would such a person look like on the stage?

Feng Yanzhang became excited as he thought about it, and hummed, "When will we sing?"

"This afternoon." Fan Jie sighed, secretly delighted that the Marshal was in a good mood today and was able to talk to him. He couldn't help but get carried away, "Don't worry, no one knows that Yun Sheng walked out of our Marshal's Mansion in her nightgown. I have kept her mouth shut."

The night that Feng Yanzhang deliberately forgot came to his mind again. The actor was trembling and begging him for a coat, but he told him to get out.

He is a man, but his body is too weak. But can you say he is weak? He still has the courage to run out in a skirt in the middle of the night.

"Buy two tickets." Feng Dashuai never wronged himself, "Let's go support a famous actor today."

Guangxing Hall is very lively.

In advance, Wang Ping asked someone to put up a huge poster, saying that Yun Sheng, who had sung in the Marshal's Mansion, would perform at Guangxing Hall again.

There were more people sitting under the stage than before, and it was crowded. Regardless of their purpose, Wang Ping made a fortune.

Fang Jiaxu arrived early. He went straight to the backstage as usual and saw the jade bracelet neatly placed on the dressing table. "Why don't you wear it?"

"Commendation."

"I'm just afraid of getting bumped on the stage." Xu Bai pursed her lips and smiled, "This bracelet is very valuable, and it's a token of your love... I can't bear to part with it."

Fang Jiaxu knew Xu Bai had no other intentions, but he still couldn't control his slightly disturbed mind. His pale face was right in front of him, and Master Fang's heart began to beat wildly again. He said seriously, "'A gentleman never leaves his jade bracelet without a reason.' Shengsheng, once you put on the jade bracelet, you can't take it off easily, otherwise it will easily affect your fortune."

He actually didn't believe these things. When the old man used this to teach him, Fang Jiaxu just sneered. But now he thought: Shengsheng always wore the jade bracelet he carved by hand no matter what she did. It was as if... as if she was always showing that she was Fang Jiaxu's wife. He felt very excited and couldn't help but bring out these "antique" words.

"Really?"

After hearing this, Xu Bai's hand unconsciously reached for the bracelet. He liked it in the first place, and now that Fang Jiaxu gave him a good reason, he became even more hesitant.

"Brother Sheng! It's your turn soon!"

Xiaochun was shouting outside, urging him to get dressed quickly.

Xu Bai hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the jade bracelet and put it on his wrist.

Fang Jiaxu's eyes were so scorching that Xu Bai's face almost turned red. "You, you should get out now. I need to paint my face."

Liu Er: [Feng Yanzhang is also outside. ]

Xu Bai: [Well, it seems that today is not only going to be lively on stage, but also off stage. Young Master Fang is arrogant and proud, and he will definitely make a scene when he sees Feng Yanzhang here.]

This was the plot point Xu Bai had been waiting for. He was eager to try and couldn't wait to face Feng Yanzhang and teach this cold and violent man how to love.

"I'm coming!"

The sound of gongs and drums.

This time the singing was very steady. Feng Yanzhang was sitting in the audience. This was the first time he saw an actor "dressed up". It was indeed different from that day in the Marshal's Mansion. Although she was wearing heavy makeup, her eyes were sparkling and moving. Her anger, stupidity, laughter and scolding were all expressed in her peach-like face and the faintly swaying sleeves.

He was indeed born to be an opera singer.

But in the end, Feng Yanzhang only fixed his eyes on his slender waist. How could it be so thin with so many layers of clothes?

"Go down!"

People in the audience can throw prizes like those on stage, mostly silver bills, but this time someone booed loudly and then reached out and threw something. It was obviously a heavy object, and there was a sound of wind. It hit Xu Bai right on the temples, causing him to pause!