Winter Begonia

Chapter 39

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After only a few days in Yunxi's class, Cheng Fengtai forgot about that delicate and weak little Zhouzi who was like a doormat. Originally all his interest in opera was only focused on Shang Xirui alone, as for whether they had a treasure or a scar during their trip to Liyuan, he didn't care at all.

Until a month later, Shang Xirui hung up the phone to Cheng's house early in the morning - this was the first time he called Cheng Fengtai, and the call was received by Second Grandma's little maid, Lanhua. Shang Xirui said on the phone: "Today is the day, please Cheng Erye to inspect the goods." Lan Hua looked into the next room, Cheng Fengtai hadn't gotten up yet, and asked: "Okay. What's your name?" Shang Xirui Xirui thought for a while: "My surname is Tian." Lan Hua agreed, and for the sake of convenience, she shouted to the bedroom in a low voice on the spot: "Second Master! There is a Mr. Tian who invites you to inspect the goods!" After shouting twice, there was no movement, So much so that the little girl disregarded the rules even more, and called Second Master in a series of voices, the louder and louder she shouted. At this time, the door curtain was lifted suddenly, Second Grandma's close maid, Yinghua, rushed in and wiped her neck, waving her hands. : "It's getting more and more disrespectful! Yelling! Did you do the same thing in the north?"

Lan Hua held the phone receiver and stood aside with her head bowed, not daring to breathe heavily, her eye circles were red. Cheng Fengtai was so troubled by them that he couldn't stay in bed anymore, he kicked on a pair of slippers and came to answer the phone, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were sleepy, he complained in his heart that he had no friend named Tian, his friends were still hugging at this hour Sleeping with the girls! Only those who borrow money to urge goods will find it. When answering the phone, Cheng Fengtai specially smiled at Lan Hua to comfort her. This orchid has been bought from the north for a few years, and it is hard to change the hands and feet of a country girl. She is a bit clumsy, so she is often scolded. Cheng Fengtai is always extra gentle towards her. Second Mistress saw it, her face turned cold, and she simply sat down to do her sewing and never left. Lan Hua evaded in fear, not knowing what would happen.

Shang Xirui hadn't waited for someone for a long time, couldn't bear the loneliness and started humming to entertain himself, he would hum when he was free. So Cheng Fengtai heard a low-pitched opera voice coming from the other end of the phone, it was soft and crisp, as if it was the itch of lips touching someone's ear - it was Kunqu Opera. Cheng Fengtai laughed when he heard it, it was probably a soft and crisp smile, and he was afraid of being seen by the Second Mistress, so he turned his face away and purposely yelled, "Boss Tian is in a good mood today, knowing how to hang up the phone Come to me. What is your business?"

Shang Xirui said in surprise: "I haven't spoken yet, how do you know it's me?"

Cheng Fengtai said: "Except for our boss Tian, who else can sing so well?"

Shang Xirui immediately laughed sullenly with joy, the excitement in the laughter was uncontrollable, with a child's naughty tone: "There is more! It really is! Although it is a little worse than Boss Shang."

Cheng Fengtai also laughed: "Is there really something good for me?"

"Yes."

"So what time will we meet?"

"Now."

"Now?" Cheng Fengtai turned his head and glanced at the clock, it was a quarter past twelve, neither too early nor too late. But the rules of the theater have always been that the good plays are put on the night show, and the finale is the famous actor: "What good stuff can there be at this time?"

Shang Xirui impatiently said more, he just said: "You just come! Hurry up! I'll leave by myself when it's late"

Cheng Fengtai hung up the phone and hurriedly dressed to go to the appointment, the expression on his face was quite different from the one he used to go out to discuss business with, the spring and anxiety that couldn't be hidden in the corners of his brows and eyes. Second Mistress looked at him suspiciously and thought about him, while calling for Lao Ge to prepare the car. Lao Ge was having a hot lunch with his wife, wearing an old greasy home-made gown, his hair and face were also greasy, and it was time to change clothes and tidy up. Shang Xirui's temper can't be delayed. Cheng Fengtai stood on the threshold for less than half a minute, then became impatient, tightened the knot of his tie, and drove out of tune by himself. Second Mistress felt that something was wrong, she went out to discuss business without a driver, Cheng Fengtai was the one who wanted to show off the most.

The car drove to Shang Xirui's door, Cheng Fengtai honked the horn twice, Shang Xirui rushed out and jumped into the car: "Let's go! Yunxi class!"

Cheng Fengtai didn't drive, he frowned and said with a smile: "Come, come, sit beside me. Leave me alone in front and drive you, you'll be like a master!"

Shang Xirui looked at his face: "Oh! It's the second master! I'm so sorry to see you. Where's Lao Ge?"

Cheng Fengtai rolled his eyes angrily, what kind of person is this? He was thinking about drama, and even he couldn't see his beloved. This satisfied infatuation really made Cheng Fengtai jealous. Without saying anything, he grabbed Shang Xirui by the back collar and dragged him to the seat next to him. Fortunately, Shang Xirui's body is very soft and sensitive, and he sat down by himself even rolling and crawling. After sitting down, he would scold people, and he would scold Cheng Fengtai for hurting him rudely. Cheng Fengtai pointed his nose with one finger: "Don't make trouble! Sit down!" Shang Xirui saw that he was really unhappy, so he immediately sat down obediently, very sensible.

It only takes about ten minutes from Nanluoguxiang to Yunxi Class. Cheng Fengtai didn't drive for a few days, his hands and roads were born, and he took a long detour of two streets during the period. Shang Xirui always suspected that he was deliberately The destruction made him anxious, and Shang Xirui was indeed anxious, rolling up his sleeves frequently to look at his Swiss watch, yelling. The more anxious he is, the more Cheng Fengtai wants to go for a slow ride, making Shang Xirui twist his ass in anxiety, as if he was holding back his urine. When we got to the gate of the theater, the car hadn't stopped, Shang Xirui jumped out and disappeared, eager as if rushing into the arms of his lover. Cheng Fengtai watched his wandering way, and couldn't help cursing softly: "Fuck..."

I don't know what kind of private contacts Shang Xirui had with Xiao Zhouzi later, anyway, they are very familiar with each other now. Cheng Fengtai turned around and found Shang Xirui backstage, in such a dark and messy room, Shang Xirui was putting on stage makeup for Xiao Zhouzi with his own hands. Xiao Zhouzi was dressed in plain clothes, like a nun. However, his face is very glamorous after putting on makeup. His long face has a cherry mouth, and a pair of watery eyes. There is a sense of anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes. Rui's fiery and clear spirit.

Little Zhouzi raised his face and looked at Shang Xirui pitifully, his sitting posture was tense and stiff: "Boss Shang, just tell me about the drama... Really... tell me about..."

Shang Xirui supported his chin with one hand, stopped his body from trembling, and rubbed the rouge off his face with the other, turning it into a peach-blossom color: "Just sing. Sing in your own way. You You haven't made a role yet! No one knows you, and you are least afraid of singing badly. Let me see your play."

Xiao Zhouzi said: "I don't have any acting skills. I just learned from Master."

Shang Xirui paused his hands and said: "You have a show. You are a talent, I won't be mistaken. Don't imitate your master, his formula is outdated, he's not worth your learning. Just let it go!" What did you tell me that night?"

Although their voices were very soft, it was the afternoon show with the least popularity, and there were few people in the backstage. But Shang Xirui shouldn't talk about people's inadequacies under other people's roofs after all. Sometimes he really does whatever he wants, acts boldly, speaks very straightforwardly, and doesn't take the complicated environment of Liyuanxing to heart.

What else did Xiao Zhouzi tearfully say, Shang Xirui said: "Hey! Don't talk about it! I'm going to cry any more, what should I do with my makeup when I shed tears?"

A low and hoarse roar just erupted from the front: "Little Zhouzi! Little Zhouzi! You son of a bitch! Man! Get off!"

Xiao Zhouzi immediately panicked after being yelled at like this, he held Shang Xirui's arm tightly, Shang Xirui held him backhanded, and shook him twice: "Remember! There are sweet potato heads underneath! Don't go down Look. If you want to see, look at me, I'm on your right!"

The front is scolding again. Xiao Zhouzi nodded, hurriedly went to the stage, Shang Xirui called him: "Whisk! Fuchen forgot!" Xiao Zhouzi ran back in two or three steps to take the whisk from Shang Xirui, but Shang Xirui didn't let go , just fixedly looking at him and smiling. The two looked at each other inexplicably for a while, as if silently giving some advice that others could not understand. Under Shang Xirui's gaze and smile, Little Zhouzi calmed down strangely, his hands stopped shaking, and a little light gradually appeared in his eyes: "Boss Shang, look at me."

Shang Xirui let go of his whisk, said with a smile: "Hey, I'm looking at you."

Xiao Zhouzi went to the stage, Shang Xirui turned around, Cheng Fengtai leaned on the door frame with his arms folded and laughed so cheaply: "Hmph... Boss Shang, you are so handsome!"

Shang Xirui twisted his arm and dragged him out: "What nonsense are you talking about! Go to the show!"

Zhou Xiaoxianggong's release is a discount of "Down the Mountain" from "Si Fan". The little nun broke through the cage of black clothes and went down the mountain to start a new life. The people on the stage waded through mountains and rivers, dancing and singing, and the most important thing was figure. Cheng Fengtai has seen Shang Xirui perform this play five times, and watched him criticize other operas at least eight times, he doesn't know if he is too demanding and picky, or Kunqu Opera has really fallen. It seemed that no one else could satisfy him except himself.

The audience for the afternoon play is composed of a few poor old people who are deaf and blind, a few drunks and a few porters. Scattered here and there, drinking tea and eating melon seeds, not even 30% of the seats were filled, all of them were crooked and absent-minded. Cheng Fengtai and Shang Xirui sat brightly and noblely in the box on the second floor, which is quite conspicuous, but the people below couldn't see them either. As soon as Xiao Zhouzi appeared on the stage, his gait was as smooth as a swimming dragon, and his plain skirt brought a breeze all over the hall, sweeping away the decadence of the audience. Cheng Fengtai couldn't help but also sat up straight and looked at him seriously.

Cheng Fengtai has only just begun to appreciate opera singing, and knows nothing about his figure. Looking at the little actor on the stage, he felt that his waist was very soft, and the charm of flinging out the sleeves with the whisk was flowing, which was really eye-catching. Then I heard Shang Xirui yelling happily: "Oh! This fly is so good! It's his own figure!" "Hey! Wo Yu'er is really good at it! Look at his waist! How young is he?" !So soft!"

When Cheng Fengtai looked at Xiao Zhouzi, he also found it very tasty, and was deeply suspicious of Xiao Zhouzi's gender, saying: "I really can't tell it's a boy." It's a pity that despite Cheng and Shang's generous praise, Zuoer is still drunk and does not go to Taiwan Look carefully. Those who look seriously are old-eyed and dizzy, and they can't see anything even if they squint their eyes. Cheng Fengtai decided that Shang Xirui's performance today is really unusual. Shang Xirui looked at the opera singers in admiration, there were always only Ning Jiulang, Hou Yukui and Yuan Xiaodi, the others each had their own faults. Cheng Fengtai didn't believe that Xiao Zhouzi, a child who hadn't graduated from school, could make Shang Xirui impeccable. Sure enough, after that, Shang Xirui gradually fell silent, he frowned slightly, with a regretful expression in his eyes that hesitated to speak. Cheng Fengtai waited for him to tear down the stage, but he didn't see any comments for a long time. In the end Shang Xirui pursed his lips, still unable to swallow a sentence: "It's a pity..."

It's a pity, but what a pity is, it's not deterministic. Xiao Zhouzi's "Going Down the Mountain" was discounted, and he was amazed in the less popular theater. Good flowers bloom behind people's backs. Apart from Shang Xirui, there was no real audience. But with Shang Xirui, what else does the audience have to do. As soon as Xiao Zhouzi took the stage, Shang Xirui couldn't sit still, left Cheng Fengtai, and ran backstage without looking back. Cheng Fengtai idly followed behind with his hands in his trouser pockets, yawning. He really didn't like Shang Xirui ignoring him, when the uncle lost his temper, he became very impatient. When I got backstage, I leaned against the door frame, lit a cigarette, and looked at them with squinting eyes as if I disliked them, trying to keep a distance. Shang Xirui commented on two long paragraphs, Cheng Fengtai didn't listen to him because of resentment. Suddenly, I saw Xiao Zhouzi in full nun's attire crying and prostrating, with Fuchen in his arms, his forehead touching the ground, that was a monk and nun worshiping Guanyin. Shang Xirui was slightly surprised, but soon calmed down. On the contrary, Cheng Fengtai was dumbfounded, the cigarette continued to stay on his mouth, collecting a piece of dust.

Xiao Zhouzi kept bumping his head on the ground, and no one stopped him, so he kept kowtowing, almost smashing his head, sobbing, "Boss Shang, help me! Help me, Boss Shang!"

Cheng Fengtai immediately understood. When the child was in a desperate situation and had nowhere to ask for help, God rewarded him with a Shang Xirui. Famous, capable, big and good natured. The kid was determined to climb up to him. But there is such a rule in their Liyuan business, all the little actors who sign the Guan Shu have no freedom of movement, nails and hair belong to the master, and it is impossible to change jobs. Even if Shang Xirui is a real god, he can't break this rule, not to mention he has a deep-rooted conservative side outside of innovative plays.

Shang Xirui said: "Get up." Xiao Zhouzi didn't move. Shang Xirui was very embarrassed: "I can't take yours."

"Why?"

"I can't break the rules. We all have to follow the rules in this business."

"You bought me! I can earn money for you! Boss Shang! Let me follow you so that I can continue singing!"

Shang Xirui looked at Xiao Zhouzi at this moment, his eyes were really compassionate and loving like a god. There is no one in the world who understands the heart of an actor better than him. They want to stand out, attract attention, and use one voice to sing the aggrieved insults of the first half of their lives into ashes. Red or die, there is no third way to go. Shang Xirui became popular naturally, when he was a child, when he was studying opera, the master beat him back and forth, the pain was worse than his own son, every meal was not bad. When he was in his teens, Xiao Lai followed him and waited on him. He has never been oppressed by Xiao Zhouzi, so Xiao Zhouzi has more desire than him, desire at any cost. Shang Xirui was always willing to grant him, sighed: "Follow me to sing, but never. You can't be your own backbone, how can you be a role on stage? Get up."

Xiao Zhouzi stood up crying, Shang Xirui took him by the hand, and said: "I'm usually either at home or at the Qingfeng Theater. You know the way. If you want in the future, you can sneak out to find me, I will Tell you a play."

This is the promise to accept him as an apprentice without a title. Xiao Zhouzi was overjoyed and was so excited that he wanted to worship him again. Shang Xirui grabbed him and refused to let him kneel. The two are affectionate and affectionate, and their teeth are so sensational. Many, many years later, the friendship between Boss Shang and Boss Zhou is still ambiguous. The outside world has launched endless debates about whether they have a mentor-student relationship. Some people even speculate that they are lovers or even competitors. clear. Because of the lack of testimonies from the parties, it was difficult to draw a conclusion, and became one of Shang Xirui's countless mysteries.

But at this time, in the backstage of this dilapidated theater, Cheng Fengtai was fortunate to witness the beginning of the friendship between the two famous actresses in modern Liyuan history, but he didn't take it seriously at all, and was a little bored instead. When Xiao Zhouzi finished expressing his heart to Shang Xirui, he nodded to Xiao Zhouzi, and Xiao Zhouzi walked over whimpering. Cheng Fengtai grabbed his arm roughly, lifted his skirt and opened his trousers, glanced inside, then quickly let go, disappointed: "It's really a boy..."

Xiao Zhouzi met hooligans the first time he sang, he didn't know how to deal with it, he backed up and hid behind Shang Xirui, his lips trembling and his face was pale, I really felt sorry for him. Shang Xirui was so angry that he cursed something, the previous sensational atmosphere was gone. If someone wanted to write a biography of this Liyuan anecdote, it would be difficult to write this section.