After Getting Married, My Husband Spoils Me

   Chapter 982 Boss Yun and Little Cousin Fanwai (4)

  Fan Zhengyu lost Zheng Lansheng, but picked up a cloud crane branch, lay on the bed, and carefully sent him a message, asking about the first practice time.

  Yun Hezhi was looking at the violin related materials at the time. He was familiar with Jinghu and Yueqin, the instruments commonly used in Beijing opera, but he didn’t know much about the violin. Since he wanted to cooperate, he had to do some homework. The phone vibrated and a message popped up.

  【Boss Yun, about the practice time, I am free at any time, see your arrangement. 】

The wording of    is quite polite.

  Fan Zhengyu quickly received a reply: [I will be free tomorrow. 】

  【Then I'll be there around 8 am? 】

【Okay. 】

  …

  Fan Zhengyu determined the practice time, and found a lot of information about Yunhezhi on the Internet, and stayed up all night with excitement.

   She really picked up a big baby!

  What is Zheng Lansheng...

   In front of him, he can only be a younger brother!

   She had been enjoying herself all night, so that when she appeared at the door of Yun Hezhi's house the next day, she wore a pair of panda eyes.

  **

  Yun Hezhi was standing under the osmanthus tree and hanging his voice at that time, with a clear and handsome face, which can even be described with red lips and white teeth.

  It was an autumn day, and the suburban twilight was dark. He was dressed in white, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of fog.

   When Fan Zhengyu arrived at the door, the door was closed, and she looked a little crazy.

   It wasn't until the door was opened and Yunhezhi appeared in front of her that she regained her senses. Her behavior was regarded as peeping, and her little face climbed with a hint of shyness.

   raised his face and greeted him with a smile: "Boss Yun, good morning."

   "Come in." Yun Hezhi's voice was playful and pleasant to the ear, as if a gust of wind had blown at this moment and the fog had dissipated, making the five senses instantly clear, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"have eaten."

   "Then sit down for a while, I'll have a cup of tea, and let's start."

  Fan Zhengyu nodded. After sitting down, he took out his violin and checked some strings and bows. When Yunhezhi came out, he brought tea and put it on the stone table, "Do you have any ideas for the show we want to cooperate with?"

   "I only know some Beijing opera. As for what I want to perform, I have to leave it to you. You are more professional than me." Fan Zhengyu's research on Beijing opera is so embarrassing to show it in front of Yun Hezhi.

   "Wait a minute."

   Yun Hezhi took out a somewhat yellowed playbook from the room and handed it to her, "Look here, if there is anything you like or are interested in."

  Fan Zhengyu nodded in agreement, took the book and looked it up. It not only contained lyrics, but also what musical instrument was used to express emotions and set off the atmosphere, which is very suitable for her kind of musical instrument.

   She took it seriously. Maybe once people enter the field they are familiar with, it is easy to become a scholar. Fan Zhengyu didn't notice that Yun Hezhi had already stood by her side, drinking tea...

  Look at her!

   Yun Hezhi has seen her a few times, and she always feels like a child, with a cousin like Jiang Jinshang protecting her, it can be seen that the environment for growing up is very good.

They are different. He was born in Kunqu Opera, and most of the opera singers are boy kung fu. .

   Yun Hezhi is not a person who cares about appearance, but at that moment, he felt that there was light on the girl in front of him.

  Look down——

   will be difficult to remove.

   He felt that this girl... was quite interesting.

"Boss Yun, what do you think of "Drunken Concubine"?" Fan Zhengyu pointed to the book, "Even though this play is too familiar to everyone, the requirements must be high. If the performance is not good, accidents are easy to occur, or you can give it to me. Pick a few, I'm picking from them?"

"Okay."

   Yunhezhi said and put down the cup.

Leaning over and bowing, Fan Zhengyu pushed the playbook down towards him, and he rummaged through it. She was originally focused and didn't pay attention to the distance between the two, but only then did she realize that the distance between the two was somewhat close. .

   This cloud boss...

The    skin is also very good.

   She was so white that it seemed transparent. How could a man's facial features be so beautiful. Thinking of the pile of face masks she had in her house, she felt a little sour in her heart, and wanted to ask him how he took care of his skin.

  Fan Zhengyu was just thinking in the bottom of his heart, but he didn't expect that this mouth didn't close the door.

   "Boss Yun, you..."

"Um?"

   Yun Hezhi turned his head slightly, the distance between the two was only between the size, he had just drank tea, and there was a faint fragrance in his breath.

   Such a beautiful face is a crit!

Fan Zhengyu's breath was stagnant, and she could only stare at him in a daze. No matter what she said, she was just a normal person. Although she also had a cousin who was exquisite and immortal, she had seen her since she was a child. You will feel astonished.

   Cloud crane branches are different...

   The female appearance is not feminine, not feminine, as long as you don't speak up and dress up in oil powder, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a beauty crit.

   She didn't dare to breathe, and she forgot to avoid it, but at this time the autumn wind blew...

   The osmanthus tree above the head is shaking the branches, the sun has already risen, and with the swaying of the branches, the sunlight is softly shining on the face of Yunhezhi, which is not only beautiful...

  Fan Zhengyu felt that he might drown on his face, especially his eyes, which were more divine than ordinary people.

   At this moment, an osmanthus flower fell from the branch and landed on Fan Zhengyu's forehead.

  The sweet-scented osmanthus had no weight. It fell lightly, but it seemed to hit her heart. Her heartbeat suddenly stopped, and she felt that it was rude to stare at Yunhezhi like this.

   Just as he was about to look away, he raised his hand and brushed off the sweet-scented osmanthus on his forehead.

   The person opposite reached out his hand.

  His hands are also good-looking, different from hers. She draws bows and plays the piano all the year round. Her fingers are already covered with calluses, while his fingers are white and slender. It is hard to imagine that such a hand grows on a man.

The    finger swiped lightly from her forehead.

   hardly left any temperature, it seemed that it was just rubbed.

   But it seemed to be in her heart, and she scratched it fiercely.

   She could clearly feel that Luo Hua's forehead was a little hot.

   "Thank you." Fan Zhengyu immediately turned his eyes away and hurriedly followed his anger.

   She could feel it herself, her ears were burning hot.

   Yun Hezhi watched her ears gradually turn red, and the corner of her mouth tickled, "You're welcome."

  Fan Zhengyu was also a little stupid, picked up the white porcelain kettle, picked up the nearest porcelain cup at hand, filled it with water, and suffocated half of the cup.

   Throat...Hot!

   Heart is hot, body is hot!

   She needs relief.

   "Miss Fan..."

"Um?"

   "That's my cup!"

   "..." Fan Zhengyu looked at the cup in his hand, just before Yun Hezhi checked the playbook, the cup was placed on her side at will, and she didn't care too much.

This……

What should she do?

  Fan Zhengyu originally wanted to drink water to relieve the depression in his heart, but now it is better, warm water enters his throat, and his body is even hotter.

   is simply terrible!

   "Boss Yun, I'm really sorry, I..."

   "It's okay, this cup is for you." Yun Hezhi looked down at the playbook, "By the way, you called me just now, what did you want to say to me?"

  Fan Zhengyu was stunned, she just now... In fact, she wanted to ask how he took care of it. In this situation, how could she be so embarrassed to speak?

   She didn't speak, and Yun Hezhi didn't embarrass her, but spoke about cooperation:

   "Is it still "Drunken Concubine"? Although everyone is familiar with the show, but this time it is a combination of Chinese and Western, which will definitely bring different feelings to everyone and create different sparks."

   "Collision...spark?" Fan Zhengyu muttered to himself.

   She is crazy now!

  Why did I stare at his face just now? He looked so embarrassed, and it turned out to be embarrassing. Now, when I heard such serious words as colliding with sparks, a mess of things popped up in my mind.

  Fan Zhengyu, are you a pervert?

   "What? What's the problem with what I said?" How could Yun Hezhi know that in just a few seconds, this little girl could go back and forth in her mind and think about so many things.

   "No, no problem, I think it's pretty good, why don't I practice first."

  …

  Fan Zhengyu realized that he had dug a hole for himself.

   She said that she wanted to practice, she just wanted to find a step for herself to go down and divert her attention by the way, but the result was good, she started to play the qin, Yun Hezhi sat on the side drinking tea and stared at her.

   made her make frequent mistakes. The more nervous she was, the more likely she was to make mistakes. In the end, she could only put down the piano and rest for a while.

   "Did you rest well last night?" Yun Hezhi looked at her.

   Fan Zhengyu's heart froze, did he hear it?

   Yun Hezhi attached great importance to performance, and she suddenly began to worry whether the other party would dislike her.

   Just when she was anxious, the other party said:

   "Your dark circles are heavy."

  “…”

  Black, dark circles?

Fan Zhengyu was stunned for a moment. When she went out, she was quite happy. She probably didn't pay much attention to the dark circles under her eyes. Later, when she looked in the mirror, she instantly fainted. Could it be that the two of them were under the laurel tree just now, their eyes were facing each other, and she was holding her back. Do you have such a pair of eyes facing him?

   She is usually very delicate, why did she do this the first time she practiced.

  Girls all care about their image, so Fan Zhengyu's mood is inevitably a little down. The first time he practiced, he basically decided to play opera.

   Yun Hezhi is in charge of singing, while Fan Zhengyu is in charge of playing and pulling, just a little run-in, to set the general tone of cooperation. As for the tune, Fan Zhengyu has to change it again.

   Yunhezhi was also impressed by this little girl in this regard.

   As long as he points out what is inappropriate, she can immediately change the tone and find a comfortable position for both parties.

   The first cooperative practice, only for one morning.

   "Then I'll go back and change the song again, and I'll show it to you next time we meet."

   Yunhezhi nodded.

  **

  Fan Zhengyu will naturally be more attentive and serious when he can cooperate with Yun Hezhi. In the afternoon, he accompanied his grandfather to go fishing by the river, and slept on the shoulders of Mr. Fan for a while.

  The old man has hymer's disease, but he seems to know his little granddaughter, and the corner of his mouth is always smiling.

  Fan Zhengyu kept humming the tune of "Drunken Concubine" after returning home, and spent one night re-arranging the song.

   I arrived at Yunhezhi's house the next day...

   The dark circles on both eyes are heavier!

   Zheng Lansheng was there that day. He didn't perform, so he just wanted to see how the two cooperated.

   "Brother..." Zheng Lansheng touched Yunhezhi and lowered his voice.

"What's up?"

   "Why are you tossing others?"

   "Toss?" Yun Hezhi raised his eyebrows.

this phrase……

   is a bit dangerous to use!

   "The first time I saw her, she was a high-spirited little girl. How could she be so haggard in just two days, with scary dark circles under her eyes, didn't you make it?"

   "Did I mess with her? Be careful what you say." Yun Hezhi reminded him.

   Do not speak dangerously!

   "I'm just curious."

   "Don't be curious about what you shouldn't be curious about."

  Zheng Lansheng shrugged, looked at Fan Zhengyu, and felt that this girl was really pitiful. He knew Yun Hezhi's urine very well. He was very strict about singing. He had been instructed by him and knew how devilish he was.

   This little girl falls into his hands, what can be left.

   As expected, it has only been two days, and the whole person has wilted.

  Someone got excited and said, "This is really--it's pathetic and pathetic!"

  Fan Zhengyu frowned and looked at Yun Hezhi, "Boss Zheng, what's wrong with him?"

   "He's always so surprised, don't worry about him."

   Get along, it is not difficult for Fan Zhengyu to understand Zheng Lansheng's temperament, which is completely different from what she thought.

   Originally thought he was a famous character who was praised by everyone, but in private—

   may be a second-hand item!

   Zheng Lansheng originally came to watch the fun, but it turned out that Yun Hezhi completely treated him as a servant boy and asked him to bring tea and water. He already suspected that he was purely looking for abuse.

   Even the cleaning work was handed over to him.

   also asked him to take out some costumes for him while the weather was good, and Zheng Lansheng was stunned.

What the hell?

  He's here, so he's considered a guest anyway, how can there be such a thing.

   However, in the face of Yun Hezhi's lewd power, someone dared to be angry and did not dare to say anything. Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the two people who were practicing not far away.

   Just drying clothes!

   And what happens next is called subversion.

   Little Brother Lan Sheng: It's pathetic and pathetic—

   Boss Yun: What are you singing?

   Little Brother Lan Sheng: Sing about myself.

   Boss Yun: Let's continue drying clothes.

    …

   (end of this chapter)