"There's no one on the stage." Su Qingyu's long black hair gently fell to her waist. She turned her head and said with a smile: "You can try to stand up and see if the audience behind you have any objections?"
Shen Sinian sat in his seat and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you stand up?"
"I've been sitting on the ground for too long and my legs are numb. Let's take it easy first." Su Qingyu's skirt spread out slightly, like a blooming black flower.
She tried to move her toes, and a tingling sensation came over her.
Pinching his numb calf, Su Qingyu looked distressed.
Judging from Shen Sinian's attitude, he was probably waiting for her to stand up first.
"Where is your girlfriend?" Su Qingyu asked knowingly.
Shen Sinian's eyes flickered, and he took the opportunity to make a point: "Xitong doesn't like to listen to opera, so he went to hang out in other places in the village.
She asked me to stay in my seat and wait for her to come back.
So I’m not leaving now.”
Su Qingyu's legs recovered quickly, and she slowly stood up by holding on to the bench in front of her.
Wu Xin held her arm: "Be careful."
"That weirdo looks pretty human." The system complained in Shen Sinian's mind, "Those who play with fire are prone to getting burned.
Although the weirdos and humans are temporarily in the same camp because of the existence of the contract, the weirdos' birth naturally determines their hostile stance towards humans.
If you spend too much time with weirdos, it’s easy to die at the hands of the one you trust the most.”
Shen Sinian asked in his heart: "After signing the contract, won't Wei Yi be loyal forever?"
“High-level weird, with independent thoughts.
Loyalty does not mean sincere submission, just like a wolf picked up from the wild, even if it is raised from a puppy, it may still bite its owner. "
Nature is hidden in the bones.
Wolves are born with wildness.
Weirdly similar.
Su Qingyu got up and left.
Shen Sinian found nothing unusual and stood up.
Huang Xianer was holding a mouse in her hand and putting it into her mouth.
When Su Qingyu saw him, half of a gray rat tail was sticking out of his mouth.
"Don't leave in a hurry. Sister Mu Jin is waiting for you backstage. Please follow me and I will lead the way." Huang Xian'er walked up with a smile on his face. His mouth was curved up in a smile, but his eyes were wide open.
Although Huang Xian'er was covered with thick perfume powder, Su Qingyu could still smell the stench that was difficult to cover up.
The troupe's backstage was cluttered with items, the air was filled with the strong sweet scent of locust flowers, old scenery and props were stuffed into half-open wooden boxes, and cosmetics were scattered on the paint-chipped table.
There is a bird cage.
There is no bird in the cage.
The lights all around were dim.
Su Qingyu observed the backstage environment and found something very strange.
There is no mirror here.
As an actor, you have to put on makeup backstage, wear costumes, and perform on stage.
How come there is no mirror
A slender figure sat alone in front of the window with his back to Su Qingyu.
The woman's long hair is like a waterfall. She holds a wooden comb and combs her hair slowly.
I saw her wearing red flowers on her temples, the petals were as bright as blood.
"Sister Qingyu, long time no see." The woman in green turned her head, with only half of her makeup removed.