A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

This early in the morning, Zhou Zhuhai rushed to Gu Xiaohan's room with a shy face, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at Gu Xiaohan, "Oh, I'm still writing."

"Hey, if you really fell in love with that young master, what kind of letter are you writing? Why don't you go to him quickly with gifts and cakes after you're writing such a thing?" Zhou Zhuhai sat directly on the chair, tilting his head He said, "Besides, that guy seems to be interested in you too, why don't you have an idea yet?"

Gu Xiaohan didn't say a word, and silently finished writing a line, then raised his eyelids and glanced at his brother, and said slowly, "You know what a fart."

"You have such a temper in private." Zhou Zhuhai raised his eyebrows, "Does your little one know, can you bear this!"

Zhou Zhuhai started chatting, and started chattering endlessly.Gu Xiaohan frowned, biting the tip of his pen, quite disgusted.

"If you want to pursue others, why don't you go back to your Gu family? What's the point of staying in Liyuan with my father all day and all night? Even if Young Master Ren Feng doesn't care, how can you not care if he is gossiped about?"

Gu Xiaohan finally wrote the letter, and said casually: "What gossip?"

Zhou Zhuhai said: "Do you think that people in our industry will be able to achieve great success if they are honored as Mr. Teacher? At the beginning, my father finally became famous, but he was only able to gain a firm foothold, and he did not go to perform on the streets to beg for food... Aren't you also because of..."

Zhou Zhuhai made a fuzzy sound, "Ten out of ten out of ten in Yandu City are powerful and powerful. His Feng family is already very popular, and he is already closely watched by others. If it spreads, everyone will spit at each other. It can drown your young master."

Gu Xiaohan pursed his lips, his face gloomy.

Zhou Zhuhai couldn't bear the random behavior of this brother who grew up together, and said, "What's more, do you really like other young masters, or is it because of her?"

Gu Xiaohan raised his eyes and asked, "Her?"

Zhou Zhuhai coughed and said in a low voice, "Qin Yu."

"What does this have to do with her?"

Zhou Zhuhai saw the puzzlement in his eyes, and said in surprise, "Don't say you didn't see it!"

Gu Xiaohan said: "What do you see?"

Zhou Zhuhai said: "You said that you are quite smart, and you usually have a photographic memory, why are you so stupid at this time?"

Gu Xiaohan frowned and asked: "You don't have to be a fool, what exactly is it?"

"Appearance."

Gu Xiaohan snorted and motioned him to continue.

Zhou Zhuhai sighed.

"Don't you think that young master Feng is very similar to Qin Yu?"

"..."

"Ok?"

Gu Xiaohan thought for a long time, and said, "What's the similarity? Could it be that you have bad eyesight."

Gu Xiaohan said again: "Besides, I'm not because of her."

Zhou Zhuhai: "Why is that?"

"It's because of Gu Chongli."

Gu Xiaohan crumpled up the damaged letter paper, "He knows Gu Chongli."

The sunlight came out from the cracks in the swaying leaves, dancing like fireflies on the sandalwood table top.

Feng Ye held the letter paper, said nothing, pressed the letter under the telephone at the corner of the table, and pretended to continue his translation, but the nib of the pen did not move, leaving a little fly-like ink on the paper. The paper was just filled with words.

Feng Ye hissed, put down the pen annoyed, stared blankly at the smudges on the paper, frowned after thinking for a while, tore off the page angrily, crumpled it up, and then wanted to pick up the pen and start over again. I was writing, but my mind was blank, so I had to spread out the piece of waste paper and slowly copy the words on it.

After copying for a while, he couldn't help but look at the letter under the phone, put down his pen, and opened the letter to read it again——

Hold the cup and slightly move the cherry to knock...

Gu Xiaohan's lips were soft, a little hot, and smelled of rose oil—maybe the smell of powder makeup.

Also, his eyes are beautiful, especially when he smiles, they are curved, the inner pupils are black and bright, the corners of the eyes are raised upwards, and there is a three-point smile when his face is expressionless.

His fingers seemed to be very slender, not as soft as a girl's, they were bony and powerful, they could easily drag someone to the ground, and they could also easily pinch someone's earlobe.

His voice is also nice, bright and tactful in the play, handsome and provocative outside the play, he can whisper in people's ears... Presumably, it's not bad to breathe.

Feng Ye's eyes seemed to be piercing through the letter paper, his fingers unconsciously tapped on the table, and there were bright and dark halos in his eyes.

Feng Ye thought, after going to several scenes in a row, Gu Xiaohan also knew what he was thinking—no, he already knew it from the first scene, from the "dinner".

Even a fool can see such an obvious flattery.

But what does this letter mean?

When Feng Ye thought that this might be just a tease, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, he awkwardly stuffed the letter into the drawer, and decided to keep out of sight and out of mind.

He didn't want to go to the theater anymore, he said in his heart, Gu Xiaohan is a very bad person, he knows everything, but he doesn't say anything.

So, Young Master Feng said he couldn't go, so he really didn't go there once. Instead, he lived very regularly these few days, skipping finance classes, going to Yandu University next door to listen to literature history, going to the library, doing translation and reading, eating, skipping classes, Calculating the accounts at the shop, eating, reading letters, sleeping...

When I read the letter, I naturally read the letter from Gu Xiaohan. I don't know where he read so many obscene words, but he wrote them all and sent them.

While Feng Ye was reading, he was angry with his unwavering affection. Only Gu Xiaohan could do this kind of ridicule, but Young Master Feng couldn't help but chew up every word. Only after memorizing it will I be willing to sleep obediently.

This time the letter did not write poetry, but only wrote a sentence——

On September 23, Zhongxin Theater and Baihua Pavilion invite you to enjoy it together.

There is also a ticket and private room seats sent with the letter.

Bai Xuxing's family is not in business, but originally a well-known pawn in the north and south. Bai's father has a long-term vision, borrowed the opportunity to change the world, shaved his braids, opened a private bank, and became the only one in the city of Yandu. A banker invests while borrowing money to make money. Although his status in the political circle is not high, his worth is incalculable.

Zhongxin Theater is a small theater invested by the Bai family, so two tickets are always sent to the home of the old shareholders for every show.

As for this intention, who the Bai family wants to transfer to is another piece of gossip in Yandu City.

It goes without saying for the Feng family, Feng Ye, the young master of the Feng family, and Bai Xuxing have been close friends since childhood, and the wives of the two families often play mahjong together, the relationship cannot be discussed.

But this time, to everyone's surprise, the Gu family received this small gift.

The Gu family was born as a businessman, and they started out with speculative business dealings between the north and the south. In recent years, they have started to enter the political arena.Although he can be regarded as a rich family, the Gu family, Gu Jide, started as a street vendor, and after a generation of wealth, they still have many vulgar habits. The fact that Gu Jide married ten concubines in three years is still the laughing stock of Yandu City. Not appreciated by the original upper-class family.

But this time the Bai family took the initiative to send out a few theater tickets, which made the rich and powerful in the city a little confused. Is this... a way to show favor to the Gu family?

Why?

Not to mention that other dignitaries in the city were puzzled, even Bai Xuxing himself was puzzled.

If he hadn't been entrusted by Fengye, he probably wouldn't have knocked on the Gu family's door in his life. Although he knew that Feng Ye had some friendship with Gu Chongli, the youngest son of the Gu family, wasn't that just pretending?

Compared to other people's puzzlement, Gu Jide was both happy and worried. After decades of hard work, he couldn't fully buy into the threshold of the upper class in Yandu City, and he was solved by just two theater tickets.

The happy thing is that the status of the Gu family has risen. In just a few days, several good shops have handed over olive branches to buy the goods of the Gu family; Knows a little bit, but loves to play tricks, and can't get on the big stage.

And since he only has two theater tickets in his hand, several aunts and wives in his backyard are chattering in his ears, saying that they want to go to the theater with him.

Gu Jide wandered between joy and sorrow for a long time, but let his eldest son go with him, after all, he had heard from Chongli that he had been there before.

September 23, Zhongxin Theater.

Gu Xiaohan did his makeup and hair in the background, and saw through the side curtain that the young master of the Feng family was sitting in the best seat in front and waiting.

This young master Feng didn't seem to have much knowledge of drama. On the stage, "The Civet Cat for the Prince" was being performed, and Feng Ye was drowsy offstage, with his chin resting on the back of his hands. He woke up suddenly after the sound of a gong, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of autumn light, green and green, like a frightened deer.

"What are you laughing at, so happy?" Zhou Zhuhai appeared behind him.

Gu Xiaohan glanced at him inexplicably: "Who laughed?"

Zhou Zhuhai said: "You."

Gu Xiaohan said: "I didn't laugh." He glared at Zhou Zhuhai, Zhou Zhuhai closed his mouth knowingly, but said in his heart, he was clearly smiling, and he was quite happy, why didn't people say...

Feng Ye was in great pain at the table, being hypnotized by the long sound for a while and awakened by the gongs and drums for a while, if he hadn't been able to see Gu Xiaohan for a while, he wouldn't have come here to suffer when he was full and had nothing to do.

Young Master Feng just languished in his seat for two hours, until finally 001 reminded him that Gu Xiaohan was on stage, and he regained his composure from the bewilderment. Jump.

Gu Xiaohan's appearance this time is no different from the previous few times, but Feng Ye has never seen him, and he always feels that he is more dazzling than before.

Maybe what you can't get is the best. Feng Ye is holding that -2 favorability score, and the smile on his face is almost flattering. He may leave a good impression on Gu Xiaohan by listening to the play so carefully, so good Sensitivity can probably go up.

At this time, Feng Ye didn't know that Gu Xiaohan had noticed his sleeping appearance just now.

Gu Xiaohan on the stage naturally saw the duplicity of Feng Ye's image, and thought it was very interesting, how could there be such an interesting person in the world.

He turned his eyes and saw the private room upstairs from the stage. The private room is semi-enclosed, and the side facing the stage is a glass fence, so not only the people in the private room can see the people on the stage, but also the people on the stage. People can also see the people in the private room.

That's the Gu family father and son.

Gu Xiaohan glanced lightly at the two of them, and continued to perform as if nothing had happened.

Gu Jide in the private room did shudder inexplicably, Gu Chongsheng asked his father what happened.

Gu Jide shook his head, thinking that it was cool in autumn, but Gu Xiaohan, who was going to watch the performance on the stage again, was secretly a little uneasy.

How weird.

Gu Xiaohan is the highlight of this performance. Even if the Gu family and his son are not interested in what this literati likes, they have to bite the bullet and watch the performance carefully. .

While watching, Gu Jide slowly frowned, and focused on looking at the Tsing Yi on the stage. He vaguely felt that there was something familiar in the eyebrows, but he couldn't remember it.