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Soon, the first scene of "Wu Zixu" opened, and the audience was full of people. Cheng Hanliang noticed that Li Langyu hadn't come back yet, and after waiting, he still saw no one, so he said hello to the left and right, and left. At this time, it was a group show, and most of the actors stayed on the stage. Cheng Hanliang asked people all the way and found the backstage.
Wu Qu was in a hurry to come to the stage, so he just painted Li Langyu's eye makeup in a hurry and left. Now that there is no one in the room, Li Langyu had to paint his eyebrows by himself. Fortunately, Xiaosheng's face, plus most of the painting, was not difficult. .
Li Langyu traced it carefully, but there was no expression on his face. A box was placed against the wall of the room. It was a prop for his fight later. The firefighting was fake, and the arson was real. Swap the day for the day.
At this moment, the curtain in the vanity mirror was rolled up, Li Langyu looked back and saw Cheng Hanliang.
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing?"
The two questioned almost simultaneously.
"To save Class Master Feng, Quan Dang paid the tuition fees some time ago." Li Langyu was calm and focused on putting on makeup.
Cheng Hanliang took advantage of the situation to sit opposite him and said lightly: "The Cheng family is not so poor yet, let the dignified uncle of the Cheng family come to pay off the debt, not to mention the little money, the class master Feng won't care."
"People just don't say it, maybe they even scolded your ancestral grave in their hearts."
"My ancestors were all lonely and wild ghosts. Now I'm the only one. He scolds them, it's nothing." Turning half of his face, his heart was ups and downs, restless and uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Li Langyu's right hand paused, the pen was not properly grasped and was about to fall, but Cheng Hanliang just caught it.
"Give me back, they're coming to rush."
Cheng Hanliang stretched out his hand, lifted Li Langyu's chin and said, "It's too slow, I'll help you paint."
Li Langyu was instantly dissatisfied with this tough move, and before he spoke, he heard the other person say, "Don't frown." The tone was not serious, but Li Langyu gave up his resistance.
The two did not speak any more, only slight movements disturbed the air. There were many small decorations on the wooden shelf, and the oil makeup trays of pink, indigo and purple gold were lined up, adding a little color to this slightly messy room. Cheng Hanliang stared at Li Langyu with a strange emotion in his eyes, "Master's first performance in Peiping, the eyebrow makeup was painted for him by the mistress."
Li Langyu looked into the mirror. He was actually more like his mother, but after putting on makeup, he looked the same as his father when he was young. Cheng Hanliang stood behind him and said slowly, "I know that you are measured, but you must also protect yourself and not be on the cusp of the storm."
The meaning is self-evident, Li Langyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly Cheng Hanliang showed a smile: "I will protect myself before our game is over."
The scattered light from the paper window fell on the ground, and there were a few servants outside the house laughing and wiping the wall. Li Langyu looked at him motionlessly. Cheng Hanliang took a clean pen and dipped it in some water-red oil paint, indicating to the other party. Reach out.
He made a few strokes in Li Langyu's palm, and finally drew a lotus flower pattern.
"What do you mean?" Li Langyu carefully condensed for a while, but did not understand.
Cheng Hanliang put his hand close to the back of his hand and slowly clenched it into a fist, and the lotus was held in the palm of his hand.
"One lotus is born and dies together."
When Cheng Hanliang returned to the stage, the second act had just ended. After a short wait, the name of the third act was finally placed next to the stage, and Li Langyu was among the group who were about to take the stage.
"Wen Zhaoguan" tells the story of a member of Wu who turned pale overnight and got out of Zhaoguan with the help of Duke Donggao. Feng Shangyuan changed his hair again and went on stage with a few other people. He turned around several times, sang a few rounds, and finally cut to the last scene, while Li Langyu, dressed in the uniform of a city guard, stepped on black. Boots, is this time to show up.
After Feng Shangyuan saw Li Langyu's makeup, he stopped abruptly when he took a step forward. The lyrics in his mouth seemed to be pinched in the eye. Fortunately, it was a breath of fresh air, and the audience did not find it strange. But to Feng Shangyuan, it was like seeing a ghost.
so similar! so similar!
He couldn't believe that there were people who were so similar in this world - how could this uncle of the Cheng family be born exactly like that person.
He tossed his sleeves and pretended to be walking around the edge of the stage. Thousands of thoughts kept going through his mind. Two names lingered back and forth—Li Langyu, Fu Pinghui, Li Langyu, Fu Pinghui, Li Langyu, Fu Pinghui… until the same stage After a group of actors left the venue, he gradually calmed down.
But the blame is at this time. It stands to reason that Li Langyu is taking the role of Wu Cheng as an official. He should have lost his role at this time, but he is still on the stage, and his partner has hinted several times, He anxiously urged him to come down from behind the curtain, but Li Langyu remained motionless.
There were only him and Feng Shangyuan on stage.
Feng Shangyuan thought about it, secretly thinking that this kid fell off the chain and forgot to go on. He glanced at the other party, holding the sword and halberd, maintaining the standing posture of guarding the gate before, and staring at him. Feng Shangyuan severely suppressed his doubts about the similar appearance, and decided to perform an impromptu performance to get this kid off the stage first.
After all, he has many years of experience, and Feng Shangyuan is not at a loss for this matter. I saw him calmly approaching Li Langyu, and said effortlessly: "This soldier, it's getting late, and the soldiers have returned to the city, why are you here alone?"
These words can't be more clear, as long as the other party pushes the boat smoothly and takes the opportunity to step down, it is not a disaster.
But Li Langyu, who didn't say a word, opened his mouth at this moment: "Tiger and Si meet, wait for a thief."
Feng Shangyuan was startled, raised his eyelids, his brown eyeballs rolled around in his sockets, the masters playing in the corner were not informed that there was still this one, but he also saw that his class leader was planning to improvise. Can only recite words dryly, so tacitly accompany music.
A loud cymbal sounded at the right time, and Jinghu Yiheng-Feng Shangyuan asked, "Who is the thief?"
Jinghu slammed again, and Li Langyu said one word directly—"You!"
"Do you know who I am?" Feng Shangyuan felt that something was wrong, so he could only play it half-truth.
"The first class leader Feng in Peiping." As soon as the voice fell, the music player couldn't help but stop, not to mention Feng Shangyuan himself, at this time it seemed like a needle pierced his back.
And the audience below also began to wonder, the plot of "Wu Zixu: Wen Zhaoguan" is not in such a trend, which one is this show
"What grudges do I have with you?" Feng Shangyuan pointed at each other with trembling fingers, his heart beating like a drum.
Li Langyu paced behind him, where the item box was. This time, he changed it to singing: "Respect Feng's class master and listen carefully. I remember when you were in Guangzhou last autumn, you talked about making the young master trapped, and the whereabouts of the source of the goods were found. ."
This piece of Xipi original board is all too familiar. Although the words have been changed, the big guy immediately heard that it was a paragraph in "The Case of Gu Mei", so he was very happy - "How did this Wu Zixu get involved in the case of Bao Gong?" There are more People thought that Feng Jiaban was going to sing an old song this year, so they cheered up and waited for the follow-up.
Li Langyu disregarded the commotion below, and continued to sing: "Now that someone has come to sue Young Master Ling for deceiving the people by selling drugs and drugs for huge profits, I advise you to confess your guilt and pay the goods. It's justified.
Feng Shangyuan couldn't be more clear about the meaning of this word. He opened his mouth, but he didn't respond in time. The longer he remained silent, the more wrong he felt.
Secretary Yu and other officials sat below, their faces gradually serious.
Feng Shangyuan knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he wanted to get rid of this matter quickly, so he also sang along: "The military lord's speech is like a dream, the old man listens to what he has to say. Xiaorenyan, today I was crowned with a crime out of thin air, what is the purpose of the military lord without a certificate?"
Feng Shangyuan asked for evidence, and Li Langyu gave him the evidence. I saw him lift the lid of the box next to him, good guy, a box full of morphine, Feng Shangyuan was shocked, and the audience was also shocked. Li Langyu took out a written certificate with a seal, which was given to the deaf and mute aunt when Feng Gan went to collect goods by the river before. The seal of the Feng family was clear.
This time, Feng Shangyuan couldn't say a word. He avoided the note from Li Langyu. Before he knew that Feng Gan had made several fires when he was doing this, it was not that he didn't know what his son was, but he never thought that Feng Gan would be contaminated with these things. Later, the Feng family's tobacco and alcohol business really made a lot of huge profits because of this, and he relieved himself that this matter might be hidden for a lifetime, but the catastrophe could not escape after all.
The audience in the arena gradually died down, Yu Hezhang stood up from the seat in the center, winked, and a group of teams came to the stage in unison to surround Feng Shangyuan.
"President Feng, I'd like to trouble you to take an extra trip today and give me an explanation."
Feng Shangyuan naturally knew what the consequences of doing black activities this year were. He pinched the piece of paper into a crumpled ball, as if he had made up his mind.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, this show can't go on today."
He slowly turned to the side, glanced at the disciples behind the scenes, then at the friends who were walking with him, then at the bottom of the stage, and finally at the top - the painted roof of the birds facing the phoenix, the good meaning of red and purple .
It is said that a loving mother often loses her son, but because her son's mother died early, he couldn't bear to discipline him. Today, he also suffered the consequences, but no matter how bad his son is, the debt will be borne by Laozi. Feng Shangyuan was taken out of the door without any struggle. Just when he passed by Li Langyu, he said meaningfully: "You are not