Quickly wear the hero, you got the wrong script

Chapter 129 A Passionate Tsing Yi Actor x Miss Foreign Opera Fan (3)

After Chuyan came back, she wanted to meet Chuxia, but was stopped by Chuzhen.

"Don't go to your sister and upset her."

Chuyan almost gnawed her silver teeth into pieces. Why, why is she so lucky in Chuxia? In her previous life, she could marry a young marshal even after her mother died. In this life, she snatched her chance ahead of time. she.

She stood at the door of Chu Xia for a while, staring at the door panel with burning eyes, as if she was about to stare at the door panel for a hole.

After a long while, he stamped his feet, turned around and went back to his room.

She wants to see how she can turn around in Chuxia in this life.

Late at night, the bright moonlight shone in through the window. On the bed, Chu Xia frowned tightly, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"If I die, you have to be buried with me."

"Liar liar."

She woke up suddenly, sat up on the bed, panting heavily.

In the past few years, she has been having this dream. The man in the dream can't see clearly, but he keeps calling her a little liar.

Chu Xia wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and covered his aching heart, it took a while for his dilated pupils to focus.

The voice in the dream seemed very familiar, with deep sadness, she wanted to know what she had done to make a man speak so desperately.

She lay back on the bed, unable to fall asleep, her eyes were open, and she barely managed to gather a little sleepiness until the middle of the night.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, she took Meng Yang out.

Chuzhen called to her: "Where are you going?"

"Go out for a stroll, haven't come back for a long time, let's see if Yuncheng has changed."

Chuzhen beckoned, Zhao Bo immediately stepped forward and handed over a stack of bank notes.

He gave the banknote to Chu Xia, and his tone was so kind that he really looked like a good father: "Buy whatever you like, don't be stingy with money."

Chu Xia let out a "hmm" and didn't move. Seeing this, Wen Yang took the bank note and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Go," Chuzhen waved his hand, "Have fun."

Chu Xia wore a red dress today, and the rouge was also red. She didn't sleep well last night, and she was angry about getting up again. She had a serious and serious face, which seemed extraordinarily distant.

After shopping for a while, it became a bit boring, Wen Yang also noticed it, thinking about what he just heard on the street, he suggested: "I heard that Tsing Yi, the head of Wanyue Pavilion, is going to take the stage today, do you want to go and see, miss?"

Wanyue Pavilion is the largest theater troupe in Yuncheng, and the most famous one is Meng Huaisheng.Meng Huaisheng sang Tsing Yi. When he was 17 years old, Farewell My Concubine became famous in Yuncheng. Now that five years have passed, his appearances have become less and less.

Chu Xia likes to listen to operas because her mother likes them. When her mother was still there, she often took her to Wanyue Pavilion to listen to operas.

Her mother's favorite is Farewell My Concubine, especially the ones sung by Meng Huaisheng. Her mother always said that other people sang Concubine Yu, but when Meng Huaisheng sang, it was about himself. His singing style is different from others, but it has a special charm .

"Today is a coincidence, so let's go and have a look." Chu Xia put down the bracelet in his hand, turned around and left the jewelry store.

When we arrived at Wanyue Pavilion, Meng Huaisheng hadn't played yet, and the stage was already overcrowded. Chu Xia stood behind with an indifferent expression.

After a while, a servant came up to meet him, bent slightly: "Miss Chu, our young master has reserved a seat for you."

"Oh? Your young master?"

The servant nodded: "My young master, Wang Qingyuan of Yongle Commercial Bank."

(End of this chapter)