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He showed his gesture, and the younger generation followed him, and the parents who threw a few tables turned pale, and secretly scolded Fang Wuyu for leading the children badly.

When Fang Wuyu went out from the main entrance, Meng Xisheng had already walked around the winding path inside the side entrance to the stage dedicated to singing.

The concubines and concubines usually like to listen to operas. Master Fang invited someone to set up this stage specially, and invited the opera troupe to sing for the hall every now and then.

The Fang family sent a servant to tell them that they couldn't pass on the news. The seventh aunt was too petty, and she wanted to change the show, and now she had to listen to Hua Tian's mistake.

The outfits brought by the team leader were all prepared, and Hongfuchuan and Huatian were a long way from each other, and the outfits alone were different.

It doesn't matter if it's different, anyway, I have to sing Hanada's fault now.

Meng Xisheng asked the servant: "The Fang family often sings in church, don't you have any clothes?"

I lead them to the dressing room to have a look, but they are just some leftovers from other theater troupes, piled up in the corner, covered with a thin layer of dust.Meng Xisheng picked them up to look at them one by one, picked out some and put them aside, and discussed with the class leader for a while, this open cloak should replace the bronze pleats, and the embroidered women's pleats were torn, but they had no use for them. The women's boa garment has a similar color, if you sew one piece at the fastest speed, you will definitely not be able to tell.

He was fearless in the face of danger, and because of his calm demeanor, the class leader calmed down his flustered expression, and things became orderly.

After Fang Wuyu and his group of bastards finished shopping for a few blocks, they had already forgotten about the birthday party and the rumors about the red brush.A group of people shouted and hugged, all the shops along the streets and alleys opened their doors to do business. When they saw the devil kings of the world coming to the street, everyone took the initiative to open a way. If you hit it, you will be laughed at and scolded for having eyes on your buttocks. If you are a good-looking one, you can whistle for half a street.Fang Wuyu is the leader, the horizontal knife on the head of the evil character, everyone in Yuncheng has eaten him a few times, and even the dog in the corner was fed a Chaotian pepper by Fang Wuyu. When he saw Fang Wuyu, he ran away.

It was getting dark and the sun was about to set, so I thought about going home.

Not long after entering the door and walking along the corridor, I heard a burst of playing and singing.Fang Wuyu almost laughed, Hongfu's biography was changed to Huatiancuo, and his own jokes were taken seriously by others.

He was full of joy for making others angry, and when he was in a good mood, he should have gone back and stayed without being seen or disturbed, but Fang Wuyu did not.He walked to the seats in front of the stage, and he didn't stop until he got in the way of his father and those mothers.

The singing on the stage was coming to an end, and the Huadan Xiaosheng and the clowns on the stage were laughing and cursing, so happy.

Everyone didn't watch the play, and they didn't pay attention to Fang Wuyu. They surrounded a poor fortune-teller who didn't know where he came from. Seeing that Fang's family was happy and came to beg for a meal and some rewards, they were surrounded and refused to leave. Ask him to meet you.

Fang Wuyu is boring, most fortune-tellers are just sycophants and choose good things to say, especially today is a good day for the Fang family, if you say something beautifully, you can get more rewards.

Unexpectedly, today is very evil, not only Fang Wuyu commits evil, but even this fortune teller is in a state of chaos, acting in the opposite direction to others.

He said that Seventh Aunt's face is a sign of bad fortune, good fortune comes first, and decline comes later. She should beware of her own spirit, as she might have to rely on others to support her for the rest of her life.He also said that several aunts and concubines showed signs of falling, some could escape, and some could not.After saying these words, everyone's faces turned pale, and this person finally made a big move, saying that Mr. Fang's face is a typical face of a willow, and he might spend his life flirting with flowers and dying under a peony skirt.

This is equivalent to demoting all the concubines and concubines, saying that they are little goblins who came to the other party's master to extract their sperm for their lives.

Master Fang was so angry that his face turned green, and he asked someone to kick him out.

Probably because he had never seen such a sincere fortune teller, Fang Wuyu grinned from ear to ear, chased after him, patted the man on the shoulder, and threw three oceans at him.

He picked it up in a hurry, and after thanking him, he committed an occupational disease and stared at Fang Wuyu's face.

Fang Wuyu was open-minded, let him look, smiled, and asked him: "What do you see?"

The man said directly that Young Master Fang has a full nose and deep nose, but slightly high cheekbones.

Fang Wuyu smiled and pointed to the tall carved beams and painted buildings behind——

The glazed tiles on the roof beams decorated with golden nanmu are so rich that even the Dragon King wants to sit down when he comes.Even if the Fang family's camel is really ruined, just this big house and all the good things in this house are enough for a poor man to change into a well-dressed man.At worst, he could still sell the canary in his cage, and that precious bird was worth a lot of money.Thinking of this, Fang Wuyu smiled even more intensely.

In any case, it can't reach the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there are still big ups and downs?Displaced?

The fortune teller smiled without saying a word, Fang Wuyu suddenly felt that this man was smiling abominably, his handsome face turned cold, then he thought again, wouldn't he become as stupid as his father if he believed in a sorcerer's words?

He relaxed his mood and said with a smile: "Is it my turn to ask you about the method of salvation? After you grant me this secret method, I have to reward you with three more oceans?"

This is a normal procedure. Fang Wuyu has been cynical on the streets since he was a child, and even used beards to pretend to be tough, so he is very clear about the ways of making money in this type of occupation.

That person was determined to do the opposite today, but Wuyu shook his head.

There is no cure, this is your life.I'm just a mortal, I only tell fortunes, I'm not a god, and I don't change my fate.

As soon as he finished speaking in a spirited manner, Fang Wuyu was already burning with anger. He had never been able to hide his temper, and he didn't know how to write modestly and restrainedly.Before he could swing his fists, Fang Yunshen came forward with a humble attitude, and sent the fortune teller out to save him from a beating.

The fortune teller was still smiling before he left, but in fact he didn't finish his sentence, even though fate was calculated, there was still luck.But he saw that Fang Wuyu seemed to want to hit someone, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away. Before he left, he patted the three silver coins that Fang Wuyu had rewarded in his pocket, and acted like a good boy when he got a bargain.

Fang Wuyu's evil fire was on his head, and he had nowhere to vent his anger. He planted poisonous feet on the potted plants in the flower garden, kicked them all the way, and the clay pots rolled all over the ground.

After making a big fuss in Tiangong, he also imitated Sun Houzi to contribute a piss in his Qiniang's favorite pot of orchid grass.After urinating, the Second Young Master Fang obeyed the toilet rules very cleanly. It is not a human being not to wash his hands. He found the faucet and washed his criminal paws clean.

After clearing up his body and mind, he whistled, his face was shining, and he found that where he was standing, there was an old orange-red lantern hanging above his head, and the light flooded his whole body.

The actors were all taking off their make-up, joking and packing up their outfits in the dressing room. Fang Wuyu suddenly remembered that his brother said that Jin Dapan's new male role model was good-looking, so he couldn't help but stop.

The dressing room was bustling with activity, everyone was praising Meng Xi for her good singing, but suddenly a fortune teller calmed down everyone's spirits, and the ending was a bit deserted.Fang Wuyu vaguely heard them scolding the stinky fortune teller, and listened for a while longer in unison with the enemy.

The Fang family came to lead the theater troupe out.It was already dark, and those horns came out in a file, and walked through the corridor, with white and tender faces facing the sky, each with clear eyebrows.

Fang Wuyu stood in the gap between the flowers and leaves and admired them one by one. They are beautiful, but they are not outstanding.

Probably the newcomers are also in it. Since they are not top-notch, they will pass the eye, and I am too lazy to pursue them.

Boss Fang Wuyu was bored, and muttered, "It's not as good as my canary."

I heard a person ask alertly: "Who?"

Fang Wuyu turned around, the theatrical troupe had gone far away, only a white gown was at the end, holding a peacock cloak that the troupe had forgotten.The hem of his clothes swept across the corridor, and when he heard Fang Wuyu's voice, he stepped out, brushing the curved willow leaves with one hand, and came through the hazy moon shadow.

Fang Wuyu focused his eyes on it—the visitor had dark eyes, covered in moonlight, before taking off his makeup. His face soaked in cold water was lacking in rosiness, as if he had walked through the cold weather on thick snow. Not weak, Zhou Zheng is cold for no reason.

Fang Wuyu straightened his eyes.

Obviously, this is the face of Second Young Master Fang who is finally worthy of the word "top-notch" in his aesthetics.

When the two met, Fang Wuyu smiled and asked, "Are you from Taiban Jin? What's your name?"

Meng Xisheng almost thought it was a thief.But Fang Wuyu dressed decently, pampered himself, and was not a thief.

The currently popular cream bun is combed so brightly that it can be used as a lamp at night.A well-fitting western suit with a spotless white shirt inside.A famous foreign watch and a ring on the thumb of the right hand exude extravagance everywhere.

Meng Xisheng has good eyesight, and he can often come into contact with the children of rich families when he travels in the Liyuan in Beiping City.

Fang Wuyu stared at Meng Xisheng amusedly, with a playful expression.He knew that there would be a few bright butterflies in the play nest of Xia Jiuliu, but he didn't know that he could see such a temperament like white clouds and frost.

Meng Xisheng didn't answer, frowning slightly, Fang Wuyu's eyes were undisguised, naked and uncomfortable.The class leader happened to come across this scene when he came looking for someone, and hurriedly said: "This is the second young master Fang, Xiaoxi, call someone quickly."

The head teacher introduced: "His name is Meng Xisheng."

Fang Wuyu laughed loudly: "Sacrifice, hahahahaha, there are still people called this name."

The second young master Fang has a smart face, and it turns out that he is rich and jaded.Meng Xisheng didn't explain, let Fang Wuyu laugh all the time, and he laughed in his heart too, it's terrible to laugh at this young master for being uneducated.

The class leader explained embarrassingly that it was not sacrifice, but the sound of hope, the hope of hope, and the sound of voices, which together meant the sound of hope.

The corners of Meng Xisheng's mouth twitched, and Fang Wuyu laughed hard.

The second young master Fang personally escorted the theater troupe away. He should have gone through the side door. Fang Wuyu had never walked through the side door since he was born. He didn't even know where the side door was. Go in, not guilty, not at all blushing.

So he was used to walking towards the gate naturally, and the servants who led the way saw the second young master walking in this way, so they had no choice but to follow.

The theater troupe came in through the side door, but now they go out through the main door.

The headlights of the cars at the door are indistinct and bright.When the troupe came out at this time, it was natural to attract the attention of others.They carried costumes, headdresses and musical instruments in their hands, and the foreign suits and flowery skirts passing by made their full outfits look like they were fleeing for refuge. They couldn't help feeling awkward in their hearts, as if they were somehow dwarfs.

Meng Xisheng was frank, but it was annoying to see him following him all the way.

Fang Wuyu said: "Let's send it here today. It will last forever."

He smiled and looked at Meng Xisheng, who pretended not to understand.The head teacher said goodbye.

Fang Wuyu's gloom suddenly dissipated, and he watched Jin Taipan turn the corner and disappear.

He returned to the house, with a smile on his lips, and said in an opera-like tone: "The great whiteness is like humiliation, the generosity has no corners, the late blooming, the great sound has no sound, the elephant has no form... the great sound has no sound, the great sound has no sound."

I read it back and forth a few times, and at the end I sneered vaguely: "Dayin Xisheng, with such a name, if you can't sing well, you will be ashamed and thrown to grandma's house."

But even if he can't sing well, he looks really good.

That alone is enough.