Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After Jinchen finished singing, Xu Nanchun and he took turns on stage. When they passed each other behind the curtain, they couldn't help but exchange warning glances.

Xu Nanchun glared at Jinchen fiercely, his anger and fear evident in his eyes.

Jinchen rolled his eyes back without any hesitation.

"Hey little ancestor, come quickly."

The owner's face was full of smiles. It was the first time he saw Jinchen and Xu Nanchun competing against each other, but he did not take sides. He invited Jinchen, who had not yet removed her makeup, to the dressing room backstage, "Do you know how many flower baskets you received just now, and who sent them?"

He didn't need Jinchen to answer at all. He happily stroked his moustache and shook his head, saying, "It's Mr. Pei! It's the first time for him to send a flower basket, not only to our Weiyang Theater, but also to the whole of Peking!"

As the boss spoke, he called two apprentices to help Jinchen remove her makeup.

Jinchen sat down and started to pull off his headdress randomly. It was so heavy that he almost got a spinal disease!

"Did he leave any message?" Jin Chen glanced in the mirror. The class owner standing behind him slapped his thigh again, "Oh, what are you talking about? He's Mr. Pei. Sending a flower basket is a great honor. Don't... ah?"

The class owner pondered for a moment and said in surprise: "You said you wanted to find a backer for yourself, it wouldn't be Mr. Pei!"

"Why not."

Jinchen wiped off the thick oil paint on his face. Even after removing the heavy makeup, he still looked intoxicating, and it was impossible to ignore the determined smile in his eyes.

This time, not only the class owner, but even the two apprentices who were removing Jinchen's makeup were frightened. They looked at each other but didn't dare to say anything.

There was a sneer from the other side: "You think you can dream just because you got the flower basket? I think you think you can dream just because you saw Xu Nanchun flying to the tree branch."

The person who spoke was stroking her hair gently. She was a delicate and charming girl. She had just changed out of her stage costume and put on a long cheongsam, as if she was going to keep a date.

The look she gave Jinchen at this moment was filled with jealousy, which made this beauty seem a little distorted.

Jinchen looked at her through a row of headdresses hanging next to the mirror, his chin half supported by the back of his hand, and his tone was intriguing.

"What a coincidence. I've heard a lot of things in the past half month since I came to Peking. There happened to be a story about a female actor who recommended herself but was driven away by Mr. Pei as a commercial spy. Sister Qingluo, do you know who this story is about? Has Mr. Pei ever sent a flower basket to this person?"

Qingluo: “…”

Her face suddenly turned pale and blue, and the delicate handbag in her hand was wrinkled.

Who else could it be? It must be herself!

Qingluo never wanted to recall such an embarrassing thing in her life, but this person knew about it.

"You can be complacent now. Mr. Pei is not a fan of the leading role. In the theater, having only one Xu Nanchun is enough."

Qingluo rolled her eyes and left, her high heels making thudding sounds on the ground, showing that she not only had a grudge against Jinchen, but also had a long-standing grudge against Xu Nanchun.

The class owner's face also looked a little unhappy, and he could sense some other meanings from Qingluo's words.

If Jinchen really hooks up with Mr. Pei, it will be difficult for him to decide whether to listen to Young Master Xiao or Mr. Pei in the future.

Besides, Jinchen has no clue about this, so it’s hard to say anything.

"Qingluo is right. With Mr. Pei's recognition, aren't you afraid that you will have fewer opportunities to show up in the future? There are many people who want to ask you to sing, so don't think about others."

"I do not."

Jinchen removed the last of her lip balm, took the handkerchief handed to her by the apprentice to wipe her face, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, smiled, and spoke in a seductive voice.

"I'm determined to get it."

The apprentices behind him couldn't help but blush and looked at Jinchen timidly several times before looking away.

Class owner: “…”

What is going on?

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Not to mention that there was a new actor setting a good example before, Xu Nanchun's last performance did not receive the same applause as before. On the way back, the audience who had nothing to do with the Chamber of Commerce talked about the new actor the most rather than the top actor. Even the maids serving in the theater had a lot to talk about.

These words slipped into Xu Nanchun's ears.

He didn't want to play out what happened today, and didn't want Xiao Bofeng to know about it after he came back from Shanghai, but he wasn't trying to set the stage for Jinchen either!

But when I went backstage and asked, I found out that Jinchen had taken some snacks to the second-floor box to thank Mr. Pei.

The box was relatively quiet. After seeing off the last few members of the Chamber of Commerce who were exchanging polite words, Yun Cunxuan lowered the curtain and talked to Pei Yinnian about how they would break the lawless situation that had existed since the Xiao family gained management rights to the East Wharf of Peking.

Before they had chatted for a few words, they heard footsteps approaching. Yun Cunxuan fell silent and looked outside the door, but his attention was attracted by the person who came.

"Hey, who are you?" Yun Cunxuan asked jokingly. At first glance, he didn't realize that the person in front of him was the new actor just now, and he didn't notice the look of Pei Yinnian beside him.

Jinchen walked slowly towards them, holding a tray of snacks that should have been brought by the servants. His figure looked even taller against the dark gown. After taking off his headdress, his long hair covered a little of his bright and sharp eyebrows, and the remaining shadow was the stunning smile that suddenly appeared.

"My name is Jinchen. I heard from the class owner that Mr. Pei sent a flower basket, so I came here to thank you."

It was obvious that he was talking to Pei Yinnian, and then he looked at Yun Cunxuan, nodded with a slight smile.

But the slight tension beneath the pretense of calmness did not escape the eyes of these two shrewd people.

Yun Cunxuan understood almost instantly, raised the cigarette in his hand and took a puff, and laughed nonchalantly, "So it's you, you're also thoughtful."

Pei Yinnian was not unaware of the teasing look his friend gave him, but he remained calm, his gaze swept over Jinchen as if it had substance, and he gently twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Since you're here to thank me, put down the snacks and leave."

"What if you just want to say thank you?"

Jinchen took over the conversation and stared at Pei Yinnian quite boldly, seriously and attentively, as if he could only see the person in front of him even if there were everyone in the world around him.

Pei Yinnian paused in twisting the bracelet and lowered his eyes, "You want me to praise you?"

Jin Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, barely considered it, so he did not deny it, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Praise me, Mr. Pei will not regret it."

The room fell silent for a moment. Pei Yinnian seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be thinking of nothing.

Only the smoke from Yun Cunxuan's breathing was lingering. Jin Chen took a half step back for no reason, but then he heard Yun Cunxuan say, "What's the point of following this piece of wood? Why don't you follow me? I guarantee that I will make you famous all over Beijing."

Jinchen: "..."

It's more fun to beat you up.

Yun Cunxuan's words were half joking and half serious. After all, it was no secret that the playboy had a playful nature. If Pei Yinian really didn't want to support him, he would definitely get this role.

Pei Yinnian frowned slightly, so slightly that it was barely noticeable, and looked at Jinchen for a reaction.

Jinchen put the snacks on the table and his smile faded a little. "Mr. Pei didn't mean that. I was just daydreaming. Mr. Pei should come to listen to the opera more often in the future."

Yun Cunxuan: "Hey, you don't give me face?"

"Don't worry, Master Yun."

Jinchen smiled quickly, but it was so fake, as if he was very stingy.

Yun Cunxuan: “…”

You didn’t smile like that to Yinnian just now!

"This guy is quite interesting." Yun Cunxuan laughed when he saw him leaving without any reluctance.

Pei Yinnian's eyes fell on Jinchen's departing back and he picked up a snack and took a bite.

"Let someone investigate him." Pei Yinnian said this as casually as drinking water. Yun Cunxuan first said "oh" and responded subconsciously, and then he reacted.

"Eh? Why are you checking him out?"

He's not a spy and doesn't behave strangely. Could it be that his friend really wants to keep him?

Yun Cunxuan leaned over to look at Pei Yinnian's expression, but didn't see anything strange.