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

There are very few people who can go to the backstage to catch a glimpse of Fangrong, but this does not prevent them from lingering in the theater with hope, and can catch a glimpse of her from a distance when she leaves.

Whenever Shu An sings, Zhou Hanyun is bound to be there. As the son of the Minister of Finance, no one dares to stop him when he wants to go backstage.

Zhou Hanyun admired Shu Ange, and his infatuation touched many people.

Because he admits that he loves Xiangxiu and cherishes jade, and has no intention of using his power to force Shu Ange into submission, it is not easy for others to stand up for her.

Now this situation can be regarded as a delicate balance.

Shu Ange was lukewarm and tried not to talk to Zhou Hanyun. He waited for a while, and when he glanced at her from a distance, his heart filled with infinite joy.

The costumes and headgear of "Drunken Concubine" were too heavy, so Shu Ange changed his clothes first, and then, under the care of a little girl, took off his earrings, removed his makeup, and washed his white face several times.

"If you want to compare the West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. What a beautiful woman who is as translucent as jade, and a beautiful woman with national beauty and heavenly fragrance!"

Zhou Hanyun's voice sounded, Shu Ange frowned slightly, and saw his tender figure in the bright makeup mirror.

Acacia is painful, Zhou Hanyun is infatuated with Shu Ange and can't. For the past six months, he has been chasing after Shu Ange, and he has put aside all his studies and communication.

Today, he was wearing a sapphire blue Huasi Ge Jin robe, a fox fur cloak, a black civilized hat, a newspaper in his hand, leaning forward, only the shadow of Shu Ange left in his eyes.

Zhou Hanyun's comrades had long been accustomed to his foolishness. On the one hand, they regretted that the high-spirited handsome young man had become the subordinate of the actor, on the other hand, they were annoyed that Zhou Meiyun was too unfeeling, and would not give him any affection.

"Miss Meiyun, Hanyun has a heart for you, the sky can learn from the sky, the sun and the moon can be seen, why can't you give him a chance, even if you can't talk about love, it's okay to make friends."

Similar to this, Shu Ange listened to it many times, and his ears were about to grow calluses.

She put down the comb, held the Kun Bao in her hand, got up and replied gracefully, "I'm sorry, I don't like making friends, see you later."

It's not that Shu Ange is ruthless. To a stalker, if she smiles, the other party will feel that she has a show. She can only be as cold as winter.

"Miss Meiyun, this is a poem I wrote for you. It's in the newspaper. Can I read it to you?"

As if he didn't understand Shu Ange's words, Zhou Hanyun opened the newspaper in his hand, and began to read in cadence: "Ah, you are like a nightingale with a melodious voice, falling on my heart..."

Here again, Shu Ange carried her bag and walked out without even looking at Zhou Hanyun. He Mengying appeared on her only path with a man in military uniform.

Shu Ange listened to her footsteps, and He Mengying glanced at Zhou Hanyun, with a bit of sarcasm and pride in her eyes: "Miss Meiyun, your dramas are getting better and better, not only attracting Zhou Gongzi, but even the Ma Dashuai admires you very much."

Before seeing Shu Ange, Ma Yuanchong had some vague conjectures about her appearance, but after seeing her appearance after taking off her makeup, her heart was beating suddenly, and her hands didn't know where to go. put.

He is a big old man. He is not like a little white face, who reads poems sentence by sentence. If Ma Yuanchong is asked to describe Shu Ange's appearance, he just wants to say that he is so **** good-looking. Fragrant beauty.

Before Ma Yuanchong thought He Mengying was the most beautiful, beautiful and foreign, but compared with Shu Ange, she was like a young lady and a maid.

As soon as He Mengying's voice landed, he stepped on a pair of leather shoes, walked up to Shu Ange, and stretched out a big rough hand: "Hello, Miss Meiyun, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Facing the beauty, Ma Yuanchong searched his stomach and came up with two elegant words, his eyes were about to fall on Shu Ange.

Zhou Hanyun was reading a poem when he was suddenly interrupted by a man in a military uniform. Holding a newspaper in his hand, he recognized that the man was Ma Yuanchong, a warlord in the southwest, a man from bandit.

He rushed in front of Shu Ange almost without any struggle, and said righteously: "Master Ma, Miss Meiyun doesn't like to be in contact with strangers. If you like to listen to Miss Meiyun's play, you can come back in a week."

Although Shu Ange didn't like Zhou Hanyun's obsession with her all the time, when she was in trouble, he rushed up immediately, which moved her a bit.

After all, these days, there are many people who keep shouting about love and freedom. As long as they encounter a little bump, they will immediately wilt.

In the chaotic era, the son of a minister of finance actually had no room to speak in front of the warlords.

But Zhou Hanyun didn't hesitate and rushed forward to stand up for her.

As for this reckless warlord, Shu Ange sneered in his heart, he was the one who killed the original owner in the plot prompt.

Before, Shu Ange was still thinking about how to find the enemy as soon as possible to take revenge, but he didn't expect to meet him so soon.

She glanced at He Mengying, and she harassed her several times. Shu Ange had only regarded it as a little trick of Miss Pride.

But this time, she clearly pushed her into the fire pit, and He Mengying probably regarded her as a weak and sick cat.

Shu Ange took a step to the side, and said lightly: "Thank you for your support, Zhou Gongzi is right, I'm afraid I don't like socializing very much. If the commander likes to watch my drama, you can come over in a week, when the time comes. The supervisor's office has also arrived in Peiping, so the two of you can gather together."

After carrying out the name of Qi Hengyu, Shu Ange walked straight out, Ma Yuanchong was heartbroken, and wanted to stop her in public, but he was afraid that some news would spread in the public, so that he could steal the chicken and lose the rice. .

He Mengying heard Shu Ange mentioning Qi Hengyu, and sighed after chuckling: "Miss Meiyun is indeed an infatuated lover, and it's not worth asking the supervisor to take care of you. When the supervisor arrives in Peiping, I must come to visit."

"Then visit."

Shu Ange carried her bag and walked past the two of them. The guards sent by Qi Hengyu were waiting at the exit in the background. She was escorted by several people and got into the car.

Her frosty attitude aroused Ma Chongyuan's interest.

He was originally a hungry ghost in color, and when he met the most beautiful person in his life, he couldn't wait to spend the night in the wedding room immediately.

Now that Shu Ange left with his eyes helpless, he seemed to be scratching his heart, unable to calm down for a moment.

Seeing Ma Yuanchong's strangeness, He Mengying coughed to arouse his attention: "Master Ma, Miss Zhou Meiyun is well-deserved, I didn't exaggerate."

Ma Yuanchong came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "As expected, yes, it is a stunner in the world, first-class and stunning!"

(Meow, this plane is coming to an end again)