A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange took off the earrings, put the hairpins in place, and turned slightly to the person who called her.

What caught my eye was a familiar face. His name was Xiao Song, and he was responsible for running errands on and off the court.

"what's up?"

Shu Ange faced the mirror, wiped the powder on his neck with a handkerchief, and asked lazily.

Singing is a very labor-intensive and labor-intensive thing, and a play can often take several hours. During this period, she had to change her makeup and costumes from time to time behind the scenes, and after she took the stage, she had to concentrate on singing, reading, and playing, daring not to slack off.

The joys and sorrows of life are hidden in the excerpts, and the emotions of the actors are buried under the paint.

After stepping down from the stage, Shu Ange's ears seemed to be still reverberating with the sound of gongs and drums on the stage, and the colorful flowers were still flying in front of him.

"Boss Zhou, there are several customers in the VIP box who want to come to the backstage to see you. They are blocking you from outside. They will arrive backstage in a few minutes."

Xiao Song accompanied him with a smile and gave Shu Ange a bow, looking a little cramped.

Shu Ange threw him a few small silver coins, nodded slightly and said, "Thanks, I understand."

In this era, people who sing operas have no identity. They become famous actors and have big names holding them, and they can still hold a bit of posture at ordinary times.

For an actor like Shu Ange, who has just taken on the role and has not yet become a big hit, if someone wants to see her, that's because they look at her, and there's no room for rejection at all.

As soon as he came, he was at peace. Shu Ange was arranging his clothes in front of the mirror. The costumes had not been changed yet, and his clean wrists were as bright as jade under the light.

After a while, several people walked in from the outfield, ranging in age from their forties to their twenties. There were men and women lively.

Shu Ange stood up from the chair and said hello with a smile. She unexpectedly saw a person who surprised her - Deputy Director Liu of the Transportation Bureau, who had conspired with Mrs. Zhou to deceive Zhou Meiyun.

He is nearly thirty years old, with a moustache, smeared in hair oil, and a civilized hat in his hand. When he smiles, his teeth are yellow, and at first glance, he looks like an old smokehouse.

Among these people, Deputy Director Liu's status is not very high. Standing behind a few people, he is neither beautiful nor tall, he is very inconspicuous.

Even among Zhou Meiyun's followers who were not yet famous at the time, Deputy Director Liu's status was only average.

Back then, the reason why Zhou Meiyun was deceived by him was that he only valued an honesty and kindness. Who knew that everything was fake.

Shu Ange's eyelids drooped as he fiddled with his impatiens painted nails.

"Ms. Meiyun is on stage for the first time. It is really admirable to have such a brilliant performance."

The person who spoke was a young man who was full of the air of a son. He wore a pair of gold-studded wide-brimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, wearing a snow-white suit, with a pen and a handkerchief on his chest. He had a pale face and dark eyes. Extra shiny.

"Sir has been awarded."

Shu Ange still smiled implicitly. The young man called Mr., his face flushed red, he held on to the frame of his glasses and said, "Miss Meiyun, don't be polite, don't let your surname be Zhou.

He introduced himself with a shy smile, and Deputy Director Liu came over and complimented him with fun: "Miss Meiyun, this is the son of the Minister of Finance. He is young and promising."

"It turns out that Zhou Gongzi has been looking forward to it for a long time."

After speaking for a long time, Shu Ange glanced at Deputy Minister Liu with a half-smile, and asked with a smile, "I don't know what to call this person. I think you have a high nose and broad eyebrows. You must be a great achievement."

Being stole the limelight by a deputy director of the traffic bureau in a district, Zhou Hanyun was a little unhappy. He was reluctant to get angry with the beauty, and stabbed the deputy director Liu coldly with his eyes.

Deputy Director Liu originally wanted to flatter Zhou Hanyun, but who knew that he suddenly hit the horse's leg, he humbly bowed his waist, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Miss Meiyun is wrong, I'm just a little clerk who eats and eats. Haha, little clerk."

This person is really able to bend and stretch, Shu An's eyes are smiling, and the reddish cheeks are crystal clear and lovable like jelly.

Zhou Hanyun has always liked to support actors, and often hangs around in Tianxiang Theater. Now it's hard to see a young girl who is just starting out, and her heart is fascinated.

He looked at Shu Ange and laughed, and he laughed with him, took off the diamond ring on his index finger, and took a step forward: "A small gift is not a tribute, please Miss Meiyun not to laugh."

Zhou Hanyun's family was very rich, and the diamonds he picked up were huge, and they were worth a few hundred yuan.

Shu Ange put his hand behind him and shook his head: "No merit, no reward, Meiyun can't accept such a precious gift."

The people who came to the backstage with Zhou Hanyun were all good friends with him. After hearing Shu Ange's words, they all coaxed and said, "Brother Zhou, this is the first time I have hit a nail. It's weird, it's weird."

Zhou Hanyun was a little complacent when everyone was booing like this, he made a wry smile on his face, and handed the diamond ring to Shu Ange again: "Miss Meiyun, please accept the present, otherwise Zhou will be laughed at for a long time. "

With his gestures and gestures, he deliberately showed his identity as a noble son, but instead made Shu Ange realize that his family probably only got excited later.

People with real status rarely see the words of their followers in their eyes.

After He Mengying entered the backstage, in a corner without lights, she secretly observed Zhou Meiyun's movements.

When she saw that Zhou Hanyun, instigated by a group of people, came to chat with Zhou Meiyun, she let out a cold snort from her nose.

In He Mengying's point of view, someone like Zhou Meiyun who is not solemn and who hooks up everywhere is definitely not worthy of the supervision.

How can I let the Director-General know her true face?

He Mengying bit her lip, tapped her fingers on the hanger in the corner, and instantly had an idea.

She went out quietly, went to the box of the supervisor's office, and sent a message to him: "Miss Zhou Meiyun is entangled in the background, let him go over to relieve the siege."

If the Superintendent Qi really cares about Zhou Meiyun, he will naturally help her out. If he is there in person, he will naturally be able to see the scene where she has both sides.

After He Mengying dismissed the field affairs, she left the theater with Shi Shiran in her bag, called a car from her home, and was about to go home.

In the theater, when each play just ended, it was the most chaotic and noisy.

The nobles who came to see the play either left early to stagger the peak period, or left a while later.

Shortly after He Mengying left, Dashuai He received news from his home and went back ahead of schedule.

After the play ended, Qi Hengyu left alone in the box waiting for few people, so as not to meet acquaintances and be forced to socialize.

He has never held a role, and rarely comes to listen to the play, so he doesn't know that after the play is over, if he has a relationship, he can go backstage to see the people pretending to be the play.

(Meow, I suddenly feel that our uncle Qi is very good~~)