Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Liang Zan, who was standing by, was a little surprised:

"Where to go?"

As he spoke, he followed Erdi's gaze.

Jingzhi let go of the curtain with a loud noise, her heartbeat inexplicably quickened. After two seconds, she realized something was wrong.

That's not right. She is not afraid of anything. Liang Zan has never seen her face, so he doesn't know that she is the cat demon... Bah, where is the spirit cat!

She curled her lips, tapped her forehead, cursed herself for being so jumpy, and her fingers touched the corner of the curtain again.

"Tsk."

As soon as she opened one eye, she heard Erdi's impatient click. For some unknown reason, she let go of the curtain that she was holding between her fingers.

The moment she put it down, she felt ashamed again, so she simply grabbed the cloth, lifted it up with a loud bang, and walked out with a proud and confident look, standing aside with her hands around her chest.

snort!

She had done nothing wrong, so why should she be afraid of him, her younger brother?

As she thought about this, she ignored Liang Zan's suspicious look and instead stared at Erdi opposite her.

Erdi glanced at her lightly, picked up the palm-leaf fan and covered her lips with it, chuckling softly.

Ridiculous.

He had been performing on this stage for over a decade, with countless guests coming to watch his plays. How could he be afraid of being spied on by her?!

Therefore, he did not avoid the gaze, but instead raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back straight as if in a staring contest.

In an instant, their eyes were like sparks flying. Erdi's gentle movements and the charming look in her eyes gave one a glimpse of the charm of the female actor from last night.

Seeing him looking at her so calmly, Jingzhi felt that she was the first to lose. She quickly looked away and lowered her head. Besides feeling a little shy, she felt more lost and confused about the future.

It was because in his eyes, besides that indifference, there might be a hint of ridicule, but there was no affection at all.

She felt an inexplicable tingling in her heart, as if she had been stung by a bee's stinger, making her scratch her head and feel extremely uncomfortable.

……

Seeing Erdi still staring at the inexplicably appearing woman, Liang Zan became a little impatient. He rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and said in a slightly provocative voice:

"I'm the helper today, are you afraid?"

Erdi's eyes darkened for a moment, but she chuckled:

"Ouch~ I'm so scared that my whole body is shaking~" He smiled and gently waved the fan in his hand towards the instrument troupe members behind him: "Isn't that right~"

The average age of the musical instrument class was fifty, which was already the age of knowing the destiny. They had traveled all over the world and were very smart. They could hear the teasing in Erdi's words, and they were also aware of Erdi's skills.

Anyway, it was early in the morning, and someone was determined to entertain them, so why not take a look?

Then everyone laughed out loud, looked at each other, and played some funny music to agree with Erdi.

Their quarrel made Liang Zan so angry and embarrassed that his face flushed red. He stopped crossing his arms and clenched his fists, cracking them so hard that his teeth were almost sparking.

"What are you laughing at? Do you know who I am?"

Before anyone could reply, the lackey who was bending over and fanning Liang Zan impatiently stepped forward and introduced himself to everyone in a haughty manner:

"His name is Liang Zan, and he's known as Master Zan of Foshan!"

As soon as these words came out, Erdi's face suddenly understood, but a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes:

"Oh~ So that famous loser on Pyton Street is you~"

Before the master could speak, the lackey Yi Tongcai's face was filled with anger. He secretly looked at his master's face and found that his face was very dark and a little suspicious. Tongcai became anxious and took a step forward and said hurriedly:

"Hey, what's Paitong Street? It's called Datong Street!"

Liang Zan's chest, which had just shrunk due to being ridiculed, instantly straightened up again:

"Well, I've had over 200 fights in Foshan, big and small, and I've won every time. Isn't that called a street fight?"

Erdi sneered, as if she had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. He swayed his body and slowly walked over:

"That's not what I heard. People say your family is giving money away to people to deliberately lose to you, for fear of cutting off the roots of your Liang family."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around them immediately booed, the orchestra stopped playing the erhu, and you could hear a pin drop.

Jingzhi suddenly realized it.

No wonder!

Last time at the restaurant, she felt that the group of people were fighting with restraint, and it turned out there was such a thing.

Liang Zan felt as if the gazes from all around him were silently mocking him, deafening. He gritted his teeth, his chest heaving, and pointed at Erdi in exasperation: "You! You're talking nonsense!"

The truth was exposed, and Tongcai panicked. He kept rubbing Liang Zan's chest:

"Master, don't be angry, don't be angry, take care of yourself, let me talk to him!"

He lifted his sleeves, walked in front of Erdi with his head held high, but suddenly shrank back, and said in a flattering tone:

"Hey, be gentle with your mouth. I'll give you an extra portion later."

Erdi glanced at him, smiled lightly, and walked slowly: "Really? How much~"

Tongcai saw that there was something going on and followed closely behind with a wry smile on his face: "Official price: one tael for each punch, five taels for lying down, and fifty taels for vomiting blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingzhi moved his feet.

Good guy!

She only earns two cents of silver a month. If she gets beaten by him, she can work five or six months less. This deal is worth doing!

Just as she was about to step forward, Erdi glanced at her lightly.

Jingzhi seemed to have received an invisible warning, and her feet, which were about to move, inexplicably retracted.

Erdi: Haha, idiot.

Seeing her huddled by the curtain like a quail, Erdi finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and the laughter sounded much more genuine.

Tongcai thought he had agreed, and he moved closer with joy. However, he didn't expect Erdi to have already walked up to Liang Zan. He turned his slender fingers and gently tapped Liang Zan's shoulders with the handle of his fan:

"Now, your lackey is trying to bribe me again, agreeing on a price in exchange for not revealing your dirty laundry."

Liang Zan stared at Tongcai in disbelief. Although Tongcai was a servant in his family, he always treated him as a brother. He never expected that Tongcai would collude with outsiders to deceive him.

Tongcai avoided Erdi's gaze, but when he saw her still laughing, his expression immediately changed: "You, you bastard!"

With a curse, he clenched his fist and punched Erdi straight.

Erdi turned around gracefully and pinched his wrist with three fingers. Tongcai gritted his teeth and pulled it out, but it didn't move at all.

"Why don't you let go!"

"I won't let go~" Erdi pursed her lips with an innocent look, blinked at him again, and still held his wrist tightly in her hand.

"You really won't let go?!"

Tongcai's face flushed red, and as if he were playing tug-of-war, he leaned sideways and kicked forward, pulling out with all his strength. Erdi curled her lips, and while he was exerting force, she suddenly let go and hooked his tensed foot with her foot at the same time -

"Ouch! Oh my god!"