It was only five or six days after Yu Qing arrived in Beijing, Du Qi came back from France in a hurry. After getting off the train station and not returning home, he went straight to the commercial house, and squeezed Xiao Lai's face first when he entered the yard: "Little girl! Long time no see! You have grown taller!" She turned her head and smiled at him: "The seventh young master is back! Boss Shang has been looking forward to you for a long time!"
Du Qi nodded: "I know, I know, I received his letter in France, and his handwriting is not as neat as when I left."
Xiao Lai laughed and said: "Isn't it? I'm busy singing opera every day! I don't have time to practice calligraphy." He is either singing opera or hanging out with Cheng Fengtai, Xiao Lai didn't say this.
Xiao Lai usually hates the dudes who surround Shang Xirui, they go whoring and gambling, and treat the puppeteer as a joke. Holding it to the cloud in front of your face, and demoting it to the mud behind your back, it's hypocritical. But Du Qi was an exception, because he knew that the two of them were indeed bosom friends in opera. Although Du Qi's words and deeds are frivolous, he doesn't have that kind of dirty thoughts towards Shang Xirui, he really likes the drama, and like Shang Xirui, he is a demon of the drama, put aside his figure of a literati and a young master, and regards himself as Shang Xirui Our peers share weal and woe. Unlike Cheng Fengtai. From a small point of view, Cheng Fengtai didn't really like drama, he only came for Shang Xirui. When watching other people singing, Cheng Fengtai always felt a bit dispensable to watch the excitement.
Du Qi loosened his tie and unbuttoned his suit while walking, and shouted, "Brother Rui! Come out quickly! I miss you to death!"
It was midday sun, Shang Xirui was going to take a nap as usual. There was everything in the room, except for the sound of people. Xiao Zhouzi was asked to rehearse the play openly, and he was going to show his face after a while and perform "Zhaojun's Out of the Frontier". Now he was swinging his whip under the steps. Seeing Du Qi, timidly took the whip away. He knew that Shang Xirui's guests here were either rich or noble, they were not ordinary people, so he felt very nervous. When Du Qi saw him, he was not in a hurry to call Shang Xirui immediately, Mance untied his tie methodically, looked at him with great interest, and asked, "Are you a child of Shuiyun Tower? ? Really delicate. How long have you been studying? Where does this come from?"
Xiao Zhouzi couldn't answer a word, and his face was flushed. When Du Qi saw this situation, the interest in his eyes disappeared. Look at Xiao Zhouzi's age is thirteen or fourteen years old. In Shang Xirui's first scene when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, Marshal Zhang and his army sat under the stage. Those murderous and unreasonable Qiu Ba sat below, as if anyone who sang left-handed tunes would be shot down by them, even Shang Xirui's master Shang Juzhen looked a little guilty. However, Shang Xirui went on stage calmly and sang "Da Ying Jie Lie" to move the whole Pingyang City. A timid actor stepped onto the stage, facing the crowd of motley spectators, his voice trembled! At the moment, Xiao Zhouzi was regarded as normal, so he walked quickly into the hall without him. Xiao Lai mixed a cup of herbal tea and served it. Du Qi smiled and said: "How is it, Brother Rui is not at home?" Xiao Lai forced a smile at him, as if it was difficult to answer, and then glanced resentfully at the tightly covered curtain in the bedroom. So Du Qi was very curious: "It's still hot at noon! What is he doing? Covering the prickly heat?" As he said that, he wanted to lift the curtain. Xiao Lai said "Hey" and couldn't stop it, unexpectedly the door curtain was lifted from the other side, Shang Xirui came out with red cheeks and buttoned up gown, the buttons were stuck on his neck, as if in a hurry. Du Qi didn't doubt that he was there, hugged Shang Xirui happily, and kissed him loudly on the left and right cheeks: "Baby! I'm back! Do you miss me!"
Shang Xirui touched the place where he was kissed, took Du Qi's hand and said coquettishly: "Seventh Young Master, you are back! I miss you! Yu Qing and the others are here! You are the only one missing!"
Du Qi clasped his arms around Shang Xirui's waist and walked around the room: "I heard about it before the train arrived in Beiping. Brother Rui! It's time for you to outshine everyone else! I'm in France You haven't been idle! I have saved two good books for you! You must make the old guys impeccable!" They have a really good relationship, Du Qi can be regarded as seeing Shang Xirui's popularity, a close friend like a brother. Speaking of excitement, he couldn't help kissing Shang Xirui twice on the cheek, which made Shang Xirui cover his face and burst into laughter. Du Qi went to a foreign country to get some style, some people don't like it. The curtain was lifted suddenly, Cheng Fengtai was only wearing a shirt that was not fully buttoned, he would come to find Shang Xirui to take a nap in the afternoon when he had nothing to do. Because I got up late in the morning, I couldn't actually fall asleep. I just took off my clothes in broad daylight and did some fumbling activities. He listened to Du Qihuhu as soon as he entered the door, and started to kiss the little actor twice, and he could still treat him as a greeting. They are all foreigners, so he can understand it, but he is still addicted to kissing, so that's not okay!
Cheng Fengtai looked at Du Qi and coughed in his throat. Shang Xirui hastily introduced them. Du Qi was among the actors, so he could tell at a glance what Cheng Fengtai, the guest of honor, meant. Before he had time to say a word of greeting, Cheng Fengtai had already looked him and Shang Xirui back and forth. Shang Xirui is of course as fresh and delicate as a willow branch, Du Qi is slender and slender, with a slutty and clear air all over his body, which is also very attractive.
That's not what they were. Cheng Fengtai thought to himself. It's not about me and the little actor. So he nodded kindly to Du Qi. He was sweating from lying on the bed just now, he passed Du Qi and poured himself a glass of cold white water. It doesn't matter if there is tea or not. He knew that he was treated worse than anyone else in this house, not as good as Xiao Zhouzi, not as good as Du Qi, not as good as other guests, and even worse than the old man who passed by selling pancakes. Xiao Lai would not serve him or anything. But Du Qi stared at Cheng Fengtai in a daze, wrinkling his eyebrows, suddenly gritted his teeth, pushed Shang Xirui aside, and shouted at Cheng Fengtai: "Xianyun!!!"
Cheng Fengtai paused for a moment before realizing that Du Qi was shouting at him, turned his head and said inexplicably: "What?"
Du Qi's eyes were blazing, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight him: "Your uncle! You forgot about Xianyun! You recruited her and forgot about her!"
Du Qi is really too thin, and the young master probably seldom punches or kicks. Before he swung his fist in front of Cheng Fengtai, Cheng Fengtai grabbed his wrist and said in shock: "Master Du! You have something to say! What do you mean!"
Shang Xirui hugged Du Qi's waist from behind, and said in a panic: "Qi Shao! Qi Shao! What are you doing, Qi Shao! Don't hit him!"
Outside Xiao Lai and Xiao Zhou Zi also heard the movement and rushed in to try to persuade them to fight. Xiao Zhouzi was thin and small, and he couldn't stop a mad Du Qi at all. Although Xiao Lai is a girl, she is a bit stronger than him, so she pushes between the two of them and separates them regardless of her own safety. Pushed back by her, Cheng Fengtai knocked over the teacup and got his hands wet. He cursed and swung it twice in the air, just in time to throw the water beads onto Du Qi's face. Du Qi seemed to feel the humiliation of being slapped, wiped his face, stood firm and pointed at Cheng Fengtai's nose angrily: "You don't remember Xianyun from Baihualou! Don't you remember me? I didn't hit you enough that day!"
When it came to Baihualou, Cheng Fengtai looked at his face and tried hard to recall, he was a little bit reminded of the affair. It was a day two years ago when he was negotiating a business of seawater pearls. Usually, when talking about jewelry, we should talk about women. Sure enough, at the end of the banquet, the other boss laughed and said, "Second Master Cheng only works among the dancers and singers of the Western school. How could he know that pearls are shining brightly when paired with our girls!" So he took him to Bada Hutong to watch the matching of pearls and naked beauties. The Baihualou they went to, Cheng Fengtai chose Xianyun, after offering wine and music, before he even got started, a brat broke into the door. Xianyun was afraid of offending her lover, so she immediately showed a wronged appearance of being molested by Cheng Fengtai. That brat didn't ask right from wrong, just hit him. Thanks to the large number of people at that time, Cheng Fengtai didn't suffer any pain. Moreover, he also drank too much, so he just pretended that the guest was drunk and made trouble. Now I understand.
Cheng Fengtai laughed angrily, sat down and looked at Du Qi. Shang Xirui's good friend is as crazy as Shang Xirui after all: "Seventh Young Master should be a veteran of Huajian, why are you serious about this matter? Since you didn't redeem her for Xianyun's flesh and blood business, Does she care whose business she takes? Is it ridiculous to hold grudges to this day?"
When Shang Xirui heard this, he knew what was going on between them, he raised his face and stared at Cheng Fengtai, then turned his head angrily. Cheng Fengtai was stunned by his stare, but then he understood. I just feel that Shang Xirui's slashing glance makes him happier than anyone else's secret glances.
Hearing what Cheng Fengtai said, Du Qi seemed to damage his reputation as a veteran of Huajian if he continued to make trouble. He collected himself, picked up his French mousse-smeared hair with one hand, took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette, with an indifferent expression on his face: "Actually, that girl Xianyun is a bit duplicitous, I know that." , how could she be fooled by her. It just looks like you are really hateful, and you deserve a lot of beating."
Cheng Fengtai raised his eyebrows at him and smiled, not angry, he is really in a good mood now. Du Qi took two more puffs of his cigarette, and had nothing to say to him, twisted the end of the cigarette and hugged Shang Xirui's waist, pulled him close to his ear and said affectionately: "I'll change the book again, and I'll give it to you tomorrow Come here. You are good at practicing new plays, and don't deal with bastards. I'm leaving!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shang Xirui to see him off, he put on his hat and walked away leisurely. Even his back is so uninhibited. This is the Young Master Du Qi that Shang Xirui always thinks about, the nephew whom the old Mr. Du Mingying gave all his money, and the master of opera writing. Cheng Fengtai nodded, thinking that the boy with this boyish temper could be regarded as similar to Shang Xirui. Just wanted to make a few jokes. But Shang Xirui scolded Xiao Zhouzi angrily: "There are still a few days until the show! You haven't practiced well yet! You still come to watch the fun! You won't be popular this time, don't complain about your life!"
Xiao Zhouzi immediately ran to the yard and started practicing, Shang Xirui stood on the steps with folded arms and watched without pointing anything, just watched. Looking at his expression, Cheng Fengtai knew that he was very angry, and it was the kind of anger that he couldn't express. Cheng Fengtai was triumphant, but he was afraid that he was being affectionate, so Shang Xirui still ignored him after provoking a few words. He really understood. Say goodbye with a few good words. Seeing him leave, Shang Xirui became even more unhappy, his chest heaved violently, he turned his head and ran into the room and lay down on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, his eyebrows frowned.
Shang Xirui didn't understand what was wrong with him, all the men he had befriended in the past had three wives and four concubines. He also happily sang and ate banquets with those wives and concubines. Why did Cheng Fengtai just walk around the brothel, he was so angry that his chest was tight, besides, it was an old dispute, besides, he and Cheng Fengtai had nothing to do after all - Cheng Fengtai just kissed and touched him and said some flattering words. He really treated him like a child.
He would rather be close to Sister Yao than to be close to me. Shang Xirui thought to himself. He doesn't like me that much at all. Du Qi is right, this is a bastard!
Xiao Lai whispered outside the bedroom: "Boss Shang, it's half past five. It's time to go to Qingfeng Theater."
Shang Xirui muffled in the pillow and yelled: "No! I don't have a show today! No!" Kicking the cloth shoes off the ground with both feet, he just went to sleep in a fit of anger. Poor little Zhouzi was completely forgotten by him, little Zhouzi was timid, he wouldn't dare to stop unless Shang Xirui told him to stop, no matter how Xiao Lai tried to persuade him, it was useless. After practicing footwork and body for most of the night, when Shang Xirui got up to pee in the early morning and asked to stop, his knees couldn't even straighten.
Shang Xirui was angry there, Cheng Fengtai didn't know anything, he was still thinking about where to go to relieve his boredom at night. Lao Ge knows his second master best, so he can't keep guarding the male opera rabbit master, and he has to change his taste from time to time. Cheng Fengtai asked him to drive casually, so he drove to the small mansion in Dongjiaomin Lane. The dancer girl that Uncle Lang's two joint ventures took care of was also idle today, wearing a rose-red nightgown, and was supervising the maid to wipe the stains on her leather bag with gasoline. When Cheng Fengtai saw her half-open clothes and sloppy and lazy appearance, his heart moved and his body moved, so he wanted to drag her into the room to do good deeds. He still has the heat from his time with Shang Xirui, if he can't get rid of it, he will be burned to death. Unexpectedly, the dancer girl was even more anxious than him, she took off her clothes as soon as she entered the bedroom. Cheng Fengtai fell on his back on the bed as usual, waiting for the dancer lady to serve him.
Miss Dancing Girl burst into laughter: "Second Master! It won't work today."
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "It's not my turn? It's a coincidence that I came here, and I met your good day." He thought for a while, and said considerately: "Then use your mouth."
The dancer girl said coquettishly: "Oh! Second Master! You are really..." She was so angry that she slapped the nightgown at Cheng Fengtai, covering Cheng Fengtai's face, with that sweet and sweet femininity: "I don't want to go to the ball without a man." Companion! You came just in time! Why don't you just..."
Cheng Fengtai jumped up and threw the dancer girl onto the bed, pulled the tie, the whole body fell down, and said with a smile: "Why don't you come here first, after the end, the second master will do whatever you want." The dancer girl pushed and shoved under him Shouting and refusing to welcome, was made to giggle.
Cheng Fengtai said it was once, and this time it probably took a very long time, and the dance was over when it was over. Anyway, I couldn't go, so I came again. Halfway through the second time, Cheng Fengtai whispered something into Miss Dancing Girl's ear from behind. Miss Dancing Girl was just in a state of confusion and confusion, and that sentence was particularly shocking. She suspected it was I heard it wrong: "What are you talking about?"
Cheng Fengtai pulled her hair and pressed her into the pillow, not letting her speak: "I didn't say anything."
After a few more moves, Miss Dancing Girl suddenly laughed so much that her body trembled, she turned over and hugged Cheng Fengtai's neck, panting, "Second Master changed his taste? Which actor's fan did you like?"
Cheng Fengtai stopped his movements, looked at her and said with a smile: "How can you be an actor?"
Miss Dancing Girl just said it casually, and hearing him ask such a rhetorical question, she must be an actress. But with Cheng Fengtai's hands, it has not been heard who he is flattering - this is not in her control. She was in this line of work, she knew everything about kung fu on the couch, and taught Cheng Fengtai this and that while biting Cheng Fengtai's ear. Cheng Fengtai originally knew how men behaved, so he didn't understand the complicated methods inside, so he needed to be so careful. Shang Xirui had Marshal Zhang and Commander Cao before, he has experience. But Cheng Fengtai listened very seriously and kept it in his heart, for fear of hurting him if he made a mistake. Seeing the expression of humbly asking for advice, Miss Dancing Girl laughed even more: "Hey! Second Master! After all, there are things that you don't understand about the bed! I think you are self-taught!"
Being teased by a woman in bed is a shame for any man. Cheng Fengtai laughed with her for a while, then silently went to the dressing table to get a bottle of hair oil. Miss Dancing Girl immediately broke out in a cold sweat when she saw it, and shrank back under the quilt: "Second Master! I don't like this! I'm wrong, okay!"
Cheng Fengtai poured a little hair oil on his palm, turned the dancer lady over without any explanation, and said with a smirk: "Why is it so bad? It's the first time Er Ye did this, if it's not well done, please give more advice, if it's done well Just yell twice more, haha!"
How can Miss Dancing Girl laugh, she hasn't suffered from this for a few days, her forehead is covered with cold sweat, she deeply regrets that what she said just now provoked Cheng Fengtai, so she has to smile apologetically while gasping for breath: "That's not the case! Master! Ah... Take it easy! Slow down!" Actually, she didn't know whether she would provoke Cheng Fengtai, Cheng Fengtai would have to practice his skills with her sooner or later. Cheng Fengtai is a heartless bastard, only his beloved little actor, he is reluctant to let him hurt like this.