The audience under the stage made me laugh

I don't know when he left, it's just that after he poured out the dishes from the back kitchen, he went through a lot of pointing and being talked about by others.When I came back to my senses, I was already standing at the side entrance of the Grand Theater --- it was a small European-style door on the side of the gate that was covered by an extremely lush evergreen tree, and the door was painted with the color of the leaves. The very similar green looks very inconspicuous at first glance, and it is easy to be visually deceived and not notice it.

------ Zhou Changqing.The name came to mind inexplicably.I don't know if you readers still have an impression, but the "Wang Xianggong" in the "Yutangchun" sung at the beginning of the chapter, the lover of the third lady Su, is Zhou Changqing's Xiaosheng.And later, the silly boy also scolded the other party in front of Yun Qingyi after the scene.

The owner of the name is a handsome and gentle man with drooping willow eyes and single eyelids. He looks like a gentle man with no offensive power. Although it is not shocking at first glance, it must belong to the more tasteful classic. A face that is worthy of scrutiny and time polishing.

Looking like a dog but being called a 'bitch' by name and surname by a silly boy, and even Ransi himself, seeing Zhou Changqing was uncomfortable.This feeling is inexplicable, but it is real.

During the period when he lost his mind, he kept thinking about what happened in the troupe in the past few years, and it was not uncommon to have something related to honey. When he thought about it, he really realized that something was wrong.

Zhou Changqing is the co-partner of his famous work "Yutangchun". A year ago, he and Zhou Changqing participated in "Yutangchun" elsewhere. The results got off to a good start, and they gave a small bottle of honey to each of them with a smile on their faces, which was extremely generous.Ransi hadn't tasted this thing before, and he sipped a small spoon without water, which almost made him sick of it.Immediately, I threw this precious vial to someone else, and now I can't remember who it was for.

After the performance that day, Zhou Changqing kept having stomach troubles, and the pain lasted all day.He happened to be away when the honey was delivered, so the boss gave his share to another person in the team to pass it on.

That day, Zhou Changqing ran into the toilet for the last time and was being dragged back weakly. He happened to bump into him who had eaten a spoonful of honey and then had rashes on his face and red and swollen cheeks. At that time, the boss was sweating profusely because of his face It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is in a hurry to and from work, and no one cares about Zhou Changqing who just ate the wrong food and has a stomachache.Looking back now, I feel that there was something wrong with the way Zhou Changqing looked at him at that time --- it was obscure, distorted, hidden deep meaning, and there was a bit of self-confidence that he knew everything at his fingertips.Something is wrong...

"Chang Qing, what did your family do before?"

"My grandfather is a Western medicine doctor."

Zhou Changqing is an orphan. After the death of his grandfather, he was taken in by the head teacher because of his good looks and well-behaved personality, and raised him into a generation of young students.There are many young girls in the team who are in the age of cardamom, and it is inevitable that they will not be tempted by such a handsome man, and they will come to Zhou Changqing every day to ask questions and chat.This conversation was also overheard by Ransi.

Western medicine... In this way, he must know that he is an allergic symptom.At that time, because he only sipped a small spoon, the red rash disappeared quickly, and some swollen cheeks also disappeared after ice application, so he was not sent to the hospital.By accident, he missed knowing the cause of the disease, so now Ransi knew that he was allergic to honey.

And at that time, the person who delivered the honey on his behalf must have finished his work before he remembered that there was another person who was also unwell.If he really happened to give his own share to the person who transferred it, then the other party would also give Zhou Changqing the share he didn't want because of guilt.In this way, Zhou Changqing has one more bottle than others for no reason, so it is not surprising that he has spare honey.

Zhou Changqing never mentioned allergies at all, so if this matter is really inseparable from him, then he must have done it on purpose.

Ransi felt a little tired all of a sudden, he pinched the center of his brows, he couldn't figure out when he offended this good old partner, so that the other party didn't hesitate to bribe people in the team to ruin him.He also didn't understand what would be good for the team if he was destroyed, and what benefit would be gained for him.

He stood in front of the door for a long time, until there was a muffled sound of a stick hitting the ground not far away, and the slightly sweet smell of men's perfume suddenly filled the air.In the short-lived humid air, pungent molecules scrambled towards him, irritating his nose. He couldn't help but sneezed, and when he looked up, he saw Shang Wenshui who looked at him apologetically.

She bent her eyes kindly as always, and there were laugh lines at the corners of her eyes, drawing deep arcs. It could be seen that she was really happy.

Ransi has no problem with his brain and ears. At that time, he heard the other party scolding himself as "garbage" clearly on the stage, and he also admired the girl's leap from normal to crazy and then to calm. It's a mental problem.He took a small step back without leaving a trace, and distanced himself from the opponent.But seeing that the other party didn't mind his estrangement, he treated him with the same respect as that of Mr. Qu, and the fanaticism in his eyes was even more obvious.He was deeply puzzled.

"Is there anything wrong, Miss?" Ransi saw that the other party just smiled deeply and looked at him without speaking, but felt weird, and felt more and more nervousness hidden in every smile line of her.He frowned and asked in a cold voice.

Shang Wenshui was in a really good mood, and this joy reached its peak when she saw Ranunculus herself. She folded her hands on the cane and said, "Mr. Ranunculus, hello, I am Shang Wenshui. It's a pleasure to see you up close, you are really as beautiful as people say."

Although it was strange for a man to be praised by a stranger for his good looks inexplicably, and it was because his face was allergic, but out of courtesy, Ransi forced himself to thank him back.At the same time, the sense of uneasiness towards the person in front of him suddenly increased --- he felt the maliciousness from the other party, which was completely different from before, even though the other party still maintained the same smile for thousands of years :

"Mr. Ranunculus will not be able to shine on the stage in the future. I express my great pity here, and I hope you can rest assured. But... are you really willing to give up Xiangcheng, an excellent opera paradise? Most of your believers...ah no, they are the audience." She spoke in a very mysterious way, and the words she used made people feel weird.

believer……?

"What do you mean?" Ransi's tone became condensed again.

Shang Wenshui was not in a hurry: "My second brother, oh, is the master of today's banquet. He pointed out in front of everyone that you are suitable to sing... a clown." She seemed to be unable to hold back, chuckling Seeing that Ranunculus was expressionless and did not answer, as if to ignore her appearance, he spoke again, "Uncle Qu said that you can no longer perform on the big stage, but he cares more about his interests than what he said. My dear son's point of view. Don't think Mr. Qu just said it unintentionally, but Uncle Qu will arrange it for him for everything he said, didn't say, wanted and didn't think about. So, of course, you can continue to sing your own performance on the stage. Presumably, in a few days, Uncle Qu will send someone to find you again and invite you to sing the clown." She playfully rushed Blinking four times, she showed her white teeth again, "I've come here to tell you the good news, don't be overwhelmed by this scene, after all, 'It's a blessing in disguise', but Don’t be discouraged and perform abnormally after a few days, thus missing the last and only way to climb up.” After she finished speaking such a long paragraph, she suddenly felt a little stuffy in her heart, and took several breaths before she calmed down.

"Then, thank you, Ms. Shang, for your reminder. It's just a pity, I don't mean to lose confidence. I'm really sorry for making you worry about me in vain." Ransi glanced at the old-fashioned Pocket watch, "If I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first. It's windy outside. Ms. Shang is not in good health, so it's better to avoid blowing the cold wind outside." So as not to blow my mind even more abnormally, and come out to harm others.

"Ah, there's more," Shang Wenshui thought for a while, suddenly realized, and said with a sincere and sincere expression, "I have another purpose to see you here, which is to thank you. Thank you very much."

The sudden gratitude made the shackles between the four eyebrows of Ranunculus deeper: "What?"

However, the neurotic lady did not answer, but said quietly, with a half-smile: "You and the second brother really have something in common in some respects, which is beyond my expectation. They are so concise and clear. Impatient but still pretending to be... very gentlemanly and peaceful, I think you should understand what I mean." She smiled apologetically, as if laughing at herself because of the sparse accumulation of her classical Chinese.

hypocritical.

She's calling him hypocritical.She can see clearly and can feel everyone's contempt and disgust for her, but she still maintains the most dignified and elegant etiquette in return.

Ransi felt that she was ill and hadn't taken medicine properly.

"However, the second brother will release all his sorrows and joys towards me in a secluded corner, so calm that I am surprised and confused. But you will not, you still maintain the most calm posture," she giggled He smiled happily, "It may be because we are not so familiar with each other. But I believe that we will get to know each other better in the future." Shang Wenshui put on black silk gloves, intending to caress Shang Ransi's chin , but only had time to pass over a corner of the robe that was blown up by the wind and fluttered in the wind.It was Ranunculus' four black trench coats on the outside.

Infatuation and struggle flashed across her eyes, she pressed her black top hat tightly in the messy wind, struggled to speak too much and shouted to the figure who was walking farther and farther away, answering that he didn't want to stop in her heart. The question asked by her madman: "I love what he loves and hate what he hates. I am willing to do anything to achieve all his wishes. He treats you like dust for me, but I can't bear it. You are too similar to As for breaking this conclusion, I love you but also hate you. I will help you, but because of your specialness, I will release the deepest malice toward you----"

The strong wind stimulated her, causing her to become more self-absorbed, and sent the hyacinths that entrusted her love and hatred to the ears of Mr. Ranunculus. The Vicious Curse of Subtle Perfume Smell:

"You're a born buffoon."

Black thorns and lifeless white paper flowers collided to create a deadly beauty. She wrapped her coat tightly in the wind, lowered her head and kissed the fingertips that touched the corner of the clothes not long ago, enjoying the breath that has not disappeared.

The late autumn evening wind blew away the meanness between her lips: "I'm sober, you don't have to run away from me. I'm looking forward to seeing you next time, Mr. Ranunculus."

Young Master Ranunculus left indifferently and ignored him.

He doesn't care about patients.

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