Yuan Lan was ordered to negotiate with Xue Qianshan, and the two met in a restaurant to drink some wine and express their heartfelt feelings. Almost all female actors have practiced the ability to sit and talk with each other, especially the female actors who came out of Shuiyun Tower, they are basically courtesans. I don't know how she kept praising and bragging, but she really spared two little actors! Showing merit with Shang Xirui is naturally a great achievement. Shang Xirui put the disappointing Er Yuehong behind him, gearing up and waiting for the fresh youngster to come to his door.
Because Er Yuehong is pregnant, she may show her pregnancy after a long time, and it will be very unpleasant to be told that she rapes first and then marries. The wedding is imminent, and there is only less than a month of preparations left, Xue Qianshan himself is also very anxious, and the next day, he makes an appointment with Si Xier in the same restaurant, tying Zhou Xiangyun softly and hard. When Si Xi'er was young, because of her beauty and fame, her twisted and difficult temper can be regarded as a unique taste. According to his old friends' comments on him, it is called "chewy". Now that half of the year has lost all its beauty, this temper is hard to swallow. Although the chewiness is still chewy, it is the chewiness of a wrinkled and coquettish cowhide, which makes people's cheeks hurt. Xue Qianshan dealt with him dry-mouthed for a long time, and in the end he lost a lot of money, and was groped all over by him, almost being seduced and raped. Very wronged, very disgusted, 20 very exhausted physically and mentally.
Zhou Xiangyun's event is settled. Another little actor who was favored by Shang Xirui was named Yang Baoli. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he was deserted and dedicated to playing for others in the theater troupe. His situation was a little better than Zhou Xiangyun's, the only advantage was that there was no Sixi'er to beat him up. Shang Xirui loves to watch theatre, and in his free time he digs through all the grass-stage troupes in every corner of Beiping city, except for holding the corners, he likes to pick out the pearls mixed in the eyes of the fish with a keen eye to enjoy them. Although Zhou Xiangyun is a well-tested pearl, there are still fanciers who never forget to ask Shang Xirui about Wang Zhaojun's details. From Shang Xirui's point of view, this Yang Baoli is young, well-proportioned, and well-proportioned. It was almost effortless to get Yang Baoli, Xue Qianshan paid two hundred yuan, sent someone to pass a word, and it was done. Yang Baoli heard that Shang Xirui had asked him by name, so happy that he couldn't sleep the whole night. They work in the same line in the same city, and they are not much different in age, but their status is as different as cloud and mud. To Yang Baoli, Shang Xirui is the ancestor of gods and Buddhas, a man on the newspaper and radio station, occasionally glance at him from the seat, so far away that he can't even see his face clearly, just see the colorful costume, head and face The material is probably particularly good, and it flickers easily under the strong light, like stars. Makes Shang Xirui look like an illusory dummy made of satin and jewels. Yang Baoli had never met, talked with, had any friendship with Shang Xirui before, somehow he suddenly got lucky and was appointed to the Nine Heavens by Shang Xirui.
How did Yang Baoli know that Shang Xirui took Cheng Fengtai to watch his excerpts once. When Yang Baoli sang, her voice was born with a weeping tone, with a nasal sound, which was extraordinarily soft and poignant. Those who can bear it find it very touching, such as Shang Xirui; those who can't bear it are very uncomfortable, such as Cheng Fengtai.
That day Cheng Fengtai kept eating melon seeds snacks, smoking and drinking tea leaves, and lighting cigarettes to smoke. Annoyed Shang Xirui to death, he slapped the table and roared: "Can you be quiet!" Glancing at him from top to bottom: "You never stop talking! Like a woman!"
Cheng Fengtai smiled at him: "I said man, let's get up together? What's the point of hearing this." Afraid that he wouldn't like it, he added a flattering sentence: "It's far worse than Boss Shang."
Shang Xirui's face turned from cloudy to sunny, he shook his head: "Of course! But he's not bad either!"
Cheng Fengtai said: "I don't think he is as good as Xiao Zhouzi, it's too unlucky for him to sing."
Shang Xirui shook his head and said: "You don't understand. Not everyone can find their own style, many people sing for a lifetime and just follow their master's voice for the rest of their lives. How difficult it is to find your own style! Yang Bao Li can have his own flavor at such a young age, there is no one in a thousand or ten thousand people who is the same, if I give him some advice, he is definitely a talent!"
Cheng Fengtai stared at the people on the stage and sucked vigorously, but still couldn't see a good result.
Shang Xirui looked at the stage and sighed: "I hate the crowd the most! It's different from everyone else, it's good!"
In this way, Cheng Fengtai understood. Yang Baoli may not be really good, but he stepped on Shang Xirui's heart. Shang Xirui, on and off the stage, sings and acts like a man, he just wants to stand out from the crowd, be unique.
Zhou Xiangyun and Yang Baoli had a good future, they said goodbye to their old friends happily, packed their bags, and planned to visit the gate of Shuiyunlou together on the summer solstice. The day before, Er Yuehong wore a bright attire that suited her current status, and quietly came to the backstage to bid farewell. Said it was quiet, because everyone looked at Shang Xirui's expression and didn't dare to pay her any further attention. The experienced opera singers thought that this girl was usually not showy, she was not particularly beautiful, and she was not particularly dexterous. She never expected to find someone for herself before she debuted. The young actors took Shang Xirui's ideas as their yardstick, and all scoffed at Er Yuehong, seeing her as a rebellion in Shuiyun Tower.
Others would ignore her, but La Yuehong would not. La Yuehong pulled her head halfway, held Er Yuehong's hand lovingly, stood in a corner of the backstage and said earnestly, "Senior Sister is not in a hurry to leave, why don't you leave after watching my play?"
Er Yuehong was about to get married suddenly, and became pregnant suddenly, and she didn't even have time to sing well with La Yuehong as a commemoration. Just as Er Yuehong was about to nod, the old lady sent by Xue's family to pick her up came to urge her. Er Yuehong timidly whispered to the old lady: "Can you delay for a while? I want to watch today's play before leaving, okay?" There was no aunt and master in her voice.
Before the old lady could answer, Yuan Lan said in a loud voice, "Don't tell me! Aunt Ten is too quick to invite you! Our place is full of smog, so how dare we keep you? You can do it if you want!"
Er Yuehong knew that this was going to start to taunt her, and she would have to suffer a face in the end if she stayed, it was very boring, she shook La Yuehong's hand tightly, said goodbye to Shang Xirui before leaving.
Shang Xirui turned his back to her and said "En". On behalf of Shang Xirui, Xiao Lai took out the red envelope prepared in advance and wanted to hand it to Er Yuehong. At this moment, Yuan Lan spoke again, stopped Xiao Lai, and said, "Aunt Shi, it's not me who picks on you! You are wrong! Shuiyun Tower has been supporting you for the past few years, and it has treated you so badly Voice, you need to have a good figure, what a likable flower bud. Now that you've left, we don't expect anything in return. How about a kowtow to our class leader?"
Er Yuehong's eyes were red with embarrassment, kneeling for Shang Xirui is her due, but being squeezed and kneeling like this is a bit bullying. La Yuehong moved, preparing to rush forward to fight for her and escort her out if she didn't want to. Shang Xirui didn't expect Yuan Lan to secretly deploy this trick, all the work in his hands stopped, thinking that if you run on it, you will run on it, why is it my business.
In all fairness, with Shang Xirui's personality, although he doesn't treat Er Yuehong with so much love and thoughtfulness, in ordinary theater troupes, the troupe masters are never beating, scolding, making things difficult and being mean. His attitude towards his fellow actors is more like that of a senior colleague, he is more generous and easy-going. When encountering sweet talk that would please him, he would talk and laugh and be more affectionate; when encountering a clumsy mouth, he would not be embarrassing if he just talked about the matter. The hateful one is the most hateful among Yuan Lan and others who bully others. Shang Xirui's abhorrence lies in his ignorance of general affairs and his ineffectiveness in governing the people, making Shuiyun Tower always in a situation where treacherous and sycophants are rampant, it is the abhorrence of a naive and stupid king.
Er Yuehong thought of Shang Xirui's kindness to her in the past, she held back her tears and kowtowed to Shang Xirui three times. Xiao Lai quickly helped her up and stuffed the red envelope into her hand. Shang Xirui turned his body a little, turned his head to look at her, and said: "From now on, you can do it yourself!"
Er Yuehong left, La Yuehong chased her a few steps to see her off, watched her get into the car, and the car drove away before returning to play in a daze. When he got distracted on the stage, he didn't tie the tiger upside down, was booed by the audience, and ran off the stage dejectedly. All the actors know Shang Xirui's temper, today is Shang Xirui's main focus, if there is any mistake in the previous play, if the scene is messed up, it will definitely affect the later play. This is Shang Xirui's taboo! The twelfth lunar month red is miserable! Sure enough, Shang Xirui came rushing from a distance like a small steel cannon, kicked La Yuehong's big crotch and lay him down, and then exploded a series of thunder: "Look at you What's wrong with that! You don't have the heart to sing after February is gone? You don't have the heart to sing! You will give her a dowry!"
Cheng Fengtai heard him roaring as a lion when he was outside the door, opened the door and saw La Yuehong's body was on the ground, Shang Xirui stepped on his back with a raised eyebrow, this should have been a hero. But because Dan Jiao'er's make-up is half done, her sleeves are fluttering and her temples are swaying, she looks like a shrew.
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "Ha! Boss Shang, are you a "Wu Xun disciple" or a "Wu Song fighting a tiger"?"
Everyone laughed, Shang Xirui let go of La Yuehong angrily, turned around and let Xiao Lai put on a glass collar button for him. La Yuehong got up from the ground with both hands and feet, no need to look, there must have been a big green spot where he stepped down. Others comforted him and said, "Fortunately, you didn't make this mistake in the troupe master's show. If you want to share the stage with the troupe master, you messed up the show, ouch..." There is no way to go on, I don't even think about it. Dare to think. La Yuehong suddenly felt that the pain in her body was nothing.
Everyone pretends to be a play, chats and chats. After Shang Xirui finished acting, he sat in front of the mirror with his head half down in a daze, ignoring everything and saying nothing. Shang Xirui's daze can't be called daze, it has to be called acting. In this way, for half an hour, you can go on stage. During this period, Cheng Fengtai sat on the sofa and read the newspaper. When he finished singing and came off the stage, fanciers often chased him backstage, and there was hardly a moment of leisure around him. When Shang Xirui and Cheng Fengtai first met, he didn't give any big-name fanciers by his side, after the play, he would have a bitter chat with Cheng Fengtai before going to have supper. Now that the two are getting older, Shang Xirui will inevitably resume normal social activities, chatting with fanciers is flourishing. Cheng Fengtai wasn't jealous or embarrassed when he was around, he just drank tea, smoked a cigarette and read newspapers, while thinking about business matters. As long as Shang Xirui sees his people sitting a short distance away, he feels very peaceful in his heart and doesn't need to say anything. He is a bit weird, no matter how many people around and no matter how lively it is, he has to let Cheng Fengtai stand there, as if except for Cheng Fengtai, other people are not considered companions. But if he doesn't see anyone for two days in a row, he will lose his temper with Cheng Fengtai again. Therefore, Cheng Fengtai would come to sit in the backstage every now and then, as if he was in an emergency. After removing makeup, the fanciers treat guests to supper, and Shang Xirui prepares to go to the appointment. Cheng Fengtai rolled up the newspaper and put it under the coffee table and went home to sleep. The new fanciers do not know Cheng Fengtai, and they really don't understand the origin of this gentleman. If you are a fancier, you have never seen him at the box office; if you are a manager in the theater, look at his style Not like it. The old fanciers all know this second master, taking advantage of Cheng Fengtai's time of picking up cigarette butts to tidy up the stall, they said with a smile: "Second master Cheng's way of playing is more and more like Prince Qi."
Mentioning the famous Prince Qi, the elders present all laughed, thinking that after such a mention, it really looks alike! Shang Xirui also looked at Cheng Fengtai and laughed.
While wearing a suit, Cheng Fengtai asked, "Oh? Prince Qi, I know you! How did he hold the role?"
"He is an old man who plays a role. He never goes to the private room. He just sits and smokes big cigarettes with the backstage. When it's Boss Ning's turn to play, Prince Qi will pretend to be a trick and come on stage and say a confession, go through the motions, and then go back Smoking in the background."
Comparing Prince Qi's promotion of Ning Jiulang to Fang Fengtai's promotion of Shang Xirui, this in itself contains some ambiguity. Is there anyone in this business who doesn't know what Prince Qi means to Ning Jiulang
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "Then I am more attentive than Lord Qi. You can ask Boss Shang, I still go to the private room more times. Today, I have seen Boss Shang perform at least 800 times, so I don't bother to go ahead, listen to it I can sing it!"
The fanciers all booed together: "Why don't you dress up as the second master sometime, and play with your voice. Your voice sounds good. Let Boss Shang teach you, and you will be able to come out once you teach!"
Cheng Fengtai laughed loudly: "He taught me? With his temper, I'm afraid of being beaten!" He looked at Shang Xirui: "I'm leaving now, you guys take your time. Boss Shang?"
Shang Xirui nodded: "Come tomorrow too. Show you "Matchmaker" by Xiao Zhouzi and me."
Cheng Fengtai smiled at him in response.
The next day was the day when Zhou Xiangyun and Yang Baoli entered the class, and at the same time, there were two old students, two with painted faces, and one martial artist. Let's gather together to write the closing book and pay homage to the ancestors in the Liyuan Guild Hall. As usual, there will be a lot of excitement. But this excitement is not easy to open to outsiders for exhibition. Cheng Fengtai wasn't that interested in the internal affairs of these actors, it was purely for Shang Xirui's company. Shang Xirui invited him to observe, no one dared to have an opinion. Others present, except for a few famous pear orchard tickets, the senior master, is a very interested Du Qi. Du Qi folded his arms and smiled in relief, as if he had imported it from his own family. He also liked these two little actors.
Zhou Xiangyun and Yang Baoli were both dressed in green cloth gowns, they were tidied up, and they signed the closing document and pressed their fingerprints. Yang Baoli had the excitement of reaching the sky in one step, and imagined many scenes in his heart after becoming a famous actress. Zhou Xiangyun didn't have a big heart, she just felt that all hardships are rewarding, and that she would no longer have to endure the life of beatings and scolding every day, and she burst into tears when she pressed her fingerprints. When worshiping the patriarch, Zhou Xiangyun kowtowed to burn incense, Yang Baoli kowtowed, suddenly turned around and knelt down to Shang Xirui, touched his forehead to the ground, and kowtowed three more crisply. Everyone was a little surprised, not knowing what his intention was. Shang Xirui took a small step back, thinking to himself why are there always people rushing to kowtow to me these two days
Yang Baoli said in his mouth: "The patriarch on the incense table is the patriarch of the Liyuan children, and Boss Shang is the patriarch of my Yang Baoli. The patriarch is here, and I will be respected by my disciples!"
Zhou Xiangyun was dumbfounded. If you want him to follow suit like this, he won't be able to come! Although what Yang Baoli said was from his heart, he just couldn't learn how to do it!
Yang Baoli's move really made it a little publicity. Outsiders thought that if there was such a haunted thing in the theater troupe, what kind of moth might come out of it! The actors in Shuiyunlou also had a flamboyant style, so they felt a sense of competition when they saw their peers. No matter what other people think, Shang Xirui is obviously very useful for this flattering skill, he smiled so much that he almost shook his head, he pretended to be humble, and helped him up with his hands, completely in a state of foolishness, watching the teacher People panic with hatred.
After the ceremony, everyone rushed to the banquet, Cheng Fengtai would definitely not go, and bid farewell to Shang Xirui. Shang Xirui is still very good looking in front of outsiders, he has a set of pretense, he is a serious scene person, he keeps his eyes fixed and polite for a while, and then lets him go without saying a word . Cheng Fengtai returned home, wiped his face and was about to eat, when one of his big buddies hurriedly came to report that something serious happened to the batch of goods in the north!
When Cheng Fengtai heard it, he could guess what the situation would be, and immediately frowned and asked: "Who owns the goods now? Has anyone been hurt on our side?"
More than just hurting people, a total of two died and three were injured, and it was his most capable subordinate who died. Cheng Fengtai lost a batch of sky-high priced goods, and the two fellows feel distressed that they are still alive. In the past few years since he came to Peiping, he has Commander Cao's guns on the outside to guard him, and someone from the Fan family's court inside. Although in a troubled world, Cheng Fengtai's business is doing very smoothly. However, this is a chaotic world after all, accidents emerge in endlessly, it is impossible to guard against, the chaos is so chaotic that there is no rules at all. The good people who sit behind closed doors are not sure when disaster will come from the sky, let alone the business of extracting chestnuts from the fire, there is darkness on the rivers and lakes!
Cheng Fengtai quickly calmed down, and ordered the kitchen to serve the food, leaving the waiter to talk while eating. The second grandma saw that the guy's complexion was not good, so she sat in the side room and listened through the window, feeling terrified. I knew early in the morning that it was dangerous to take the goods, but I didn't expect that the current situation is chaotic, so the danger is even more dangerous. The army is escorting the car with live ammunition, and some people dare to rob it, and the robbing is the same as fighting a war.
After the meal, Cheng Fengtai went into the house and discussed with the second mistress to pay the two guys' families a resettlement fee. The two guys have followed him through life and death for ten years, so they must have a conscience. He is going to pay a sum of money that will be enough for the old and young of the two families to eat and drink for a lifetime. After hearing this, the second grandma didn't even make a bargain, she immediately opened the box to take the seal, opened her mouth and stamped it on the check, saying: "You have to go to the other person's house in person for this matter. Only when the money comes and the friendship comes, will it appear benevolent."
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "Hey! That's right, I'll go to my sister's house first, it's inconvenient to go out of the city late. Now I don't even know who did it, isn't this a joke? If it's not my brother-in-law and the others from the military, I have to Find another way. You don't have to wait for me, just sleep at Fan Lian's house tonight and talk to him." He said again: "You take the check first, and you can't give the money all at once. Ordinary people suddenly become rich , is not a good thing."
The third young master stumbled into the house with the nurse protecting him, and put his arms around Cheng Fengtai's leg. Cheng Fengtai stood in front of the cabinet, twisted a towel and wiped his face again, his head was covered with sweat, his mind was full of other things, he shook his legs, and didn't even look at him. The third young master flattened his mouth and was quickly taken away by his mother.
When Cheng Fengtai arrived at Cao's Mansion, it happened that Cao's Mansion was also full of noise. The guards outside the gate were straight and upright, and Commander Cao was still in military uniform even when he was not fighting. Roaring wildly in circles in the hall, his riding boots stomped hard on the floor tiles, kicking and kicking, as if he was about to raise his leg to give someone a strong kick at any time. The children were so scared that they didn't know where they went, but Cheng Meixin was not afraid of him, with a leisurely smile on her face, she stood aside and let her husband Liaoyuan's anger: "I should have killed him long ago! Damn it! You bastard! His mother eats me and drinks me! Take the soldiers I gave you! If you don’t follow orders! If you don’t follow orders, you will be killed! This motherfucker is rebellion!"
Cheng Fengtai smiled mischievously: "Oh! Who is this going to shoot? I just happened to catch up with my brother-in-law and get angry!"
Commander Cao glared at him angrily. Cheng Meixin waved to him: "It's none of your business. Come in."
The two siblings sat side by side on the sofa. Cheng Meixin explained the reason. It turned out that Mr. Cao had been teased by the Japanese army many times in the garrison. The two sides did not fight hand-to-hand, but opened their posture and bombarded each other. The staff officer sneaked out to report the battle situation with Commander Cao. Commander Cao heard the deafening cannon on the other end of the phone. Mr. Cao would not listen to the order to cease fire; he would not listen to Mr. Cao when he was called to answer the phone. The second call was made, and a small soldier who didn't know anything about it was replaced. The staff officer who tipped off the news had already been arrested and beaten with a military stick.
Commander Cao was so pissed off! The Japanese made a move, and our side fought back one or two, which is basically no problem. But in any case you shouldn't do it first! Commander Cao thought that although he came from a reckless background, he was well-versed in both civil and martial arts, with subtleties in roughness. The eldest son of my family, who looks gentle and gentle, has also attended a foreign school, so he has no brains at all in how to do things!
Commander Cao suddenly stopped in his tracks, pulled out his gun from his waist to check the bullets in the magazine, the magazine was full, enough to kill a cow, and walked out as he lifted his foot: ! Go kill that son of a bitch!"
In fact, Cheng Meixin had already had an idea in her heart, and she deliberately let her husband get anxious. Her idea was a good idea when she was so anxious. At this time, he hurriedly stopped Commander Cao, and said with a smile, "Honey, oh! Put it down! Put down the gun! Does your child need to use a knife or a gun! This is your own son!"
Commander Cao endured his anger and Cheng Meixin took the gun away. Cheng Fengtai watched from the sidelines, and felt that Commander Cao really loved his sister, and only his sister could control the angry Commander Cao. Commander Cao himself also felt that he really loved Cheng Meixin, because he had never been shot by anyone before, and when he was about to growl, Cheng Meixin stopped him gently: "You have been angry for a long time, sit down and rest for a while! There is my way, if my way is not effective, you go to the battlefield and shoot whoever you like, okay?"
Cheng Meixin must have often relieved Commander Cao's worries, and Commander Cao sat down beside Cheng Fengtai obediently, and waved to Cheng Meixin, signaling her to make a quick move. Cheng Meixin unhurriedly called Miss San out of the room, chirped and whispered in her ear, and saw Miss San nodding her head constantly, while glancing at her father fearfully.
Cheng Meixin asked her: "Honey, do you remember everything?"
Miss Cao San nodded: "Remember, Mom."
Cheng Meixin picked up the phone and hung up at the station: "Hey! I'm Madam, let your teacher answer the phone! Just say it's Miss San—his third sister calling! Hurry up! Run!" After finishing speaking, she handed the receiver to Miss San, Miss San waited for a while, and Mr. Cao came, she muttered what Cheng Meixin had taught her just now: "En... Brother, it's me... I'm fine... Brother, don't make Dad angry. Dad got angry at home and wanted to shoot people, my brother and I were terrified. Brother, when are you going home? I'm a little scared... "
The brothers and sisters talked for a few minutes, but the communication in the field was not very good, and it became more and more difficult to talk in the future. Cheng Meixin simply took the phone, and said pleasantly, "Guixiu? It's me. You kid, really! You're even more irritable than your father!" Commander Cao turned to stare at her, and she gave him a wink: "At this time, Guixiu, you shouldn't be impatient! If you are impulsive, what will you ask your father to do? Our Cao family is not a direct descendant! It's calm and there are people who want to plant a spoil on us, not to mention the real deal. Look at the Niu family last year, how did the Niu family fail?" Mr. Cao didn't know what he said, but it was definitely not a pleasant word anyway, because Cheng Fengtai saw the change in Cheng Meixin's expression, and the smile on his face remained undiminished. His eyes were getting colder and more ruthless, and he closed them suddenly, and when he opened them again, he was smiling again: "Yes, I am a woman, I just play cards and take care of the children, what knowledge can I have?" , it’s not as much as you go through the wind and rain!" She rolled her eyes, looked at the third lady, and smiled with a bit of seriousness in a happy way: "I don't understand the things about your men. I just I'm worried about your sister, so I think it's inappropriate for you to do this. Your sister is going to marry someone next year, that is the second boy of the Lin family, you have met, um... yes, it is him, gentle and dignified. You say, At this time, if there is something wrong with our Cao family, what will your sister do? The two boys below can survive even if they are beaten, and the young lady's family can't bear to be wronged!" Mr. Cao seemed to be shaken over there, and Cheng Meixin took advantage of the victory to pursue: " Your mother raised you brothers and sisters, and she entrusted you to me. You are a boy, and I can’t control you when you grow up. I just want to marry your sister off safely, and fulfill my responsibilities, yes Your mother also has an explanation. I can think like this even when I fill in the house. As a real brother, you can’t bear it for your sister? Why are you so angry? Wait until the third lady is married before letting go, can’t you? How many years have the Japanese been here? Now, can they run away?"
When Miss San heard about her husband's house, she immediately went upstairs shyly and went back to her room. Cheng Meixin settled the matter with Mr. Cao on the phone, and finally hung up the phone after expressing her concern to Mr. Cao. At this time, Commander Cao had calmed down most of his anger. He knew that there was no need to bother him to make a trip to kill his relatives righteously, but his attitude was still angry: "What do you mean? After the third girl gets married, he will be able to mess around?"
Cheng Meixin hilariously laughed: "The most urgent thing is to coax him to be obedient. With one year left, you, a father, can't cure him? Then this son is raised for nothing, and he really should be shot."
Commander Cao snorted coldly. Seeing this, Cheng Fengtai couldn't help recalling the same method Cheng Meixin used to him when he was young. So far he has not resented his sister because of this, but looking at it from another angle, he feels very touched and very sad. It seems that he is from the same country as Cao Guixiu invisibly, because in the past, his weakness and situation were the same as Cao Guixiu's.
At this moment, Commander Cao finally had the leisure to think about his brother-in-law, and slapped Cheng Fengtai's thigh with one hand, startling him: "What are you doing here!"
Cheng Fengtai came back to his senses, and hurriedly explained the whole story. After Commander Cao heard this, he called out his mother, and hung up a few phone calls to search around, doubting one thing and another. He has many enemies. Have two minds. Anyway, no matter whether they are members of the military or not, they can't ask for a result for a while. Cheng Fengtai left Cao's house and went straight to the homes of the two guys to express his condolences. On both sides were real big families with the elders and the younger ones. The whole family of more than a dozen people relies on one person to support the family, and the death of the head of the family is simply a catastrophe. Cheng Fengtai's heart was in turmoil as the women and children cried. After such busy work, it was already dark, and he didn't eat dinner. He sat in the car and rubbed his forehead. He hadn't worked so hard like today.
Cheng Fengtai sighed and asked Lao Ge: "What time is it?" He was obviously wearing a watch, so he didn't bother to look at it.
Lao Ge raised his hand and looked at his wrist while driving: "It's quarter past seven, go to Fan's house? Or find a place to eat first?"
Cheng Fengtai turned his head and looked out of the car window: "Hey! Where is this? Are you going to Qingfeng Theater on the way?"
Lao Ge said: "If you don't follow the road, stay far away!"
Cheng Fengtai said: "Then let's go once too."
Lao Ge had nothing to say, but he was ordered to turn the car around. Since Cheng Fengtai hooked up with Shang Xirui, Lao Ge has a new understanding of his second master. In the past, when Cheng Fengtai looked for a good friend, nine out of ten times he went to sleep, and the other time he went to make a foreshadowing for sleep. Now that Cheng Fengtai looks for Shang Xirui, he may not be able to sleep once in ten. After all, Boss Shang is Boss Shang. Boss Shang is too busy to have private time. But I still have to look for it, and when I find it, I meet up and say a few words, which doesn't seem like a procedural process. Lao Ge didn't know what it was like. Lao Ge felt that Boss Shang was too capable. The second master didn't like to listen to operas, so he loved listening to him; the second master used to love "sleeping", so he was willing to ignore him.
Lao Ge recalled the incident in the crotch of his second master, and thought wildly all the way. Cheng Fengtai raised his head and closed his eyes to meditate, but his heart was heavy. Shang Xirui is watching him more and more closely now, even worse than the second mistress in the past. If the Second Mistress stared at him, it was like an adult controlling the child, afraid that the child would get into trouble, or that the child would play wild. Then Shang Xirui is like cats and dogs staring at the meat in the bowl, ready to bite anyone who dares to move, or eat all the meat.
This is no joke.
Shuiyun Tower has now accepted new actors, Shang Xirui couldn't wait to try them out, so he picked two coveted ones to accompany the play, without having to try the tune. Shang Xirui remembered which tune they were in, Shang Xirui remembered it clearly, anyway, in general opera, it's his and other people's voices. Backstage is still a mess. Shang Xirui was wearing a snow-white water jacket, chatting happily with people, there was a sweet aroma in the air, it was someone stewing white fungus on a small wind stove.
Nineteen Xiang's new actors laughed loudly: "If you want to talk about the rules of our Shuiyun Building, talk about everything else slowly, you have to remember the first one! If we have anything delicious or delicious here, you have to get it first." Come give the class master a taste!" He said and brought a bowl of white fungus soup to Shang Xirui's hands, the white fungus soup was thick and sweet, Nineteen added two spoonfuls of canned cherries and oranges to it.
Shang Xirui swallowed a big mouthful, frowned and said: "Eat this before going on stage, lock your throat."
Yuan Lan rubbed her rouge in front of the mirror and said with a smile: "It's better to lock your throat! The leader's tone is so high, who can keep up? Lock your throat, and we will survive!"
Shang Xirui immediately flattered, and gulped down another gulp. He ate it himself, but he didn't allow the other actors to eat it before going on stage, because his voice was good and he could lock it; their voices were not good enough, and if they locked it up, they would be finished. Presumably the second rule of Shuiyun Tower is that their class leaders always have double standards for others and themselves, and they must never take the class leader's tolerance for themselves as an example to learn from.
Cheng Fengtai pushed open the door, knocked on the door panel twice, but didn't go deep, stood in the shadow of the threshold and said with a smile: "Boss Shang, come and say something."
Seeing him, Shang Xirui felt that his smile tonight was tired and gentle, so he suddenly felt shy. And if you have something to say, you must call it out in public, what do you say behind your back? Attracting everyone to look at them, Shang Xirui became even more shy and refused to go over embarrassingly.
Yuan Lan still wanted to embarrass his face: "I'm calling you! Why don't you say something quickly, the leader?" She slapped Shang Xirui out, and even closed the backstage door for them vaguely, shutting them up In the little black alley. There is no light in the small black alley, Shang Xirui was still holding tremella soup in his hand, Cheng Fengtai looked down and said: "Eat? Can you give me some? I'm starving to death!"
Shang Xirui loves this bowl of sweets very much, but loves this second master even more, he could see that Cheng Fengtai was really hungry, so he handed the bowl over with a naive oh. Cheng Fengtai ate it up in two or three mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and said: "Boss Shang, I'm in a bit of trouble, so I won't come to play with you these two days."
Shang Xirui's heart felt cold, he immediately lost face, regretted giving up a bowl of sweet soup: "What's wrong with you?"
Cheng Fengtai knew that he was going to have a fit, so he pretended to be casual and said with a smile: "You don't understand, it's all about business."
"How do you know I don't understand if you didn't say it?"
"You definitely don't understand. I haven't figured it out myself yet! You sing your play, and I'll just finish my busy days."
"How many days are these days?"
"It won't take a few days."
"That has to be counted!"
"Four or five days, at most seven or eight days. Maybe you can leave the city."
"How many days!"
"It will be done in a week."
"Then you can't come to my play!"
Shang Xirui's tone was icy from the beginning to the end, and vicious afterward. Cheng Fengtai was so overwhelmed that he didn't even have a word, he teased him with a playful smile in an attempt to fool him, and he faintly sensed a bigger trouble than business. This trouble has been planted long ago, and now it has germinated, and it may spread branches and leaves in the future, forming a net of heaven and earth. But things should always be on the bright side, even if Shang Xirui is having a temper tantrum, acting like a baby is not necessarily the case. Until Cheng Fengtai tried his best, teasingly teased Shang Xirui's face, and was slapped away by Shang Xirui quickly, both of them fell silent.
No matter how good-tempered Cheng Fengtai was, he was furious: "Why are you being unreasonable? As for what? I won't come for a few days, I'd better go to business."
Shang Xirui raised his voice: "Why not! How much time will it take you to come and listen to my play every day? It's agreed to come and see me play with Xiao Zhouzi! You can't lie to me if you have any difficulties!"
Cheng Fengtai stared at him for a moment, and saw a bit of madness and cruelty in his eyes. When the matter came to an end, it fell on me, and I understood many things in an instant, such as Pingyang, Jiang Mengping, and the legend of Shang Lang's madness. Cheng Fengtai didn't think that Shang Xirui had gone crazy suddenly, he had always been too compliant with him, and he got used to getting better and better. With a conclusion in mind, he turned his head and walked away. After walking for a while, thinking that he was still holding a bowl in his hand, he threw the bowl on the ground, and it fell to pieces with a crisp sound in the dark night.
Shang Xirui didn't expect that Cheng Fengtai would dare to have a temper, staring at his back, wanted to punch him to death.