Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

People said that Marshal Feng was really fascinated by the actor.

Because Feng Yanzhang actually allowed Yun Sheng to perform, and even spent a lot of money to make a lot of posters, which he posted outside Guangxing Hall to promote the show.

The person who was most surprised by this incident was Wang Ping, because he knew exactly what he had fed Xu Bai.

morphine.

Something that can kill people.

But I didn't expect that Xu Bai was not only alive, but could also sing.

……

Feng Yanzhang was very satisfied with Xu Bai's obedience.

Ever since listening to Xiaochun's words, Xu Bai's attitude has changed - it's not easy to live in this world, and if he can keep himself and those around him safe, living like this doesn't seem completely unacceptable.

Yun Sheng has always been a very docile person.

Because you are too docile and resigned to your fate, you are easily not cherished.

If it was really Yun Sheng, he would just accept his fate. And in a month at most, when Marshal Feng got tired of this body, he and Xiaochun would be thrown out without mercy to fend for themselves.

Of course Xu Bai refused.

So when Feng Yanzhang was most likely to give in, he cried like a pear blossom in the rain, choked up and begged again and again, and even raised his trembling body to kiss the man's thin lips, "Wu... Marshal, please, let me sing, I won't run away, wu... I really won't run away."

Feng Yanzhang's movements were visibly stiff, his muscles were tense. The cold-blooded man was touched by soft lips and his slender waist was rubbed against them. He couldn't help but speak in agreement.

……

That actress was even more beautiful; everyone who went to the theatre said so.

They discussed with great interest: Yun Sheng, now you are like a flower that has been watered thoroughly. If you used to sing decently, now... your figure can't help but reveal a little allure.

Many people scolded Xu Bai, but he also became more famous and a real celebrity in Beihuai.

The men who came to see him would always be scolded by their wives when they returned, but so what? In the troubled times, how many of them envied and envied the actor for being able to climb up to the high branch of Marshal Feng?

The relationship between Xu Bai and Feng Yanzhang became much closer. Whenever he had time, Marshal Feng would always go under the stage to listen to the opera, and occasionally go backstage.

Wang Ping is no longer the boss of Xu Bai. Xu Bai follows Feng Yanzhang, who is the major shareholder of Guangxingtang. So whether he can sing in Guangxingtang depends on Xu Bai's opinion. Every time they meet, he has to be humble.

Xu Bai was not used to it and always avoided meeting his former brothers and sisters on purpose.

Feng Yanzhang was backstage when Wang Ping arrived. Xu Bai made tea for him. Marshal Feng didn't understand these pretentious things, but he enjoyed the little actor's thin white fingers waving in front of his eyes, and then he obediently held the teacup he had just bought in front of him.

Marshal Feng took it and didn't get angry even though he drank a mouthful of tea foam.

"Are you happy?"

Feng Yanzhang had a high nose bridge, and when he raised his eyelids, his eyes were fixed on the little actor's face. The actor's complexion had obviously improved a lot, with a hint of pink in his whiteness. At this time, his lips curled up into a smile, and he answered very honestly, "Happy."

"Ah."

Feng Yanzhang didn't know why he couldn't control his emotions when he saw the little actor. He twisted his fingers and suddenly remembered the actor waving his sleeves and dancing gracefully on the stage.

He never wanted to compromise himself, so he leaned back on the new recliner and said, "Sing a song for me then."

Actors all have integrity. Feng Yanzhang's attitude is simply like he is using the airs of a "big boss" to force Xu Bai to sing.

"Marshal..." Feng Yanzhang watched the actor bit his lip, revealing his fine white teeth. But soon, he opened his voice and sang a short passage.

Feng Yanzhang was very satisfied with this little pet. He felt that he had completely tamed this actor, so he was happy to make him a famous actor in Beihuai.

"pat".

Then came Fan Jie's voice, "What?"

"I want to see the Marshal--" Wang Ping's voice reached Xu Bai's ears. He shuddered subconsciously, remembering what the "boss" had said to him, and his body wanted to curl up.

Feng Yanzhang didn't care. He beckoned him to sit on his strong thighs. He put his lips against his ear and his breath sent a tingling sensation. "He was the one who sent you here. Do you want to let out some air?"

Xu Bai tilted his head, his eyelashes trembling, trying to avoid such an ambiguous posture, but Feng Dashuai grabbed him back even harder. He actually asked this not to seek the actor's opinion, but simply to see how shy he looked.

"Fan Jie!" Feng Yanzhang put his arm around the actor, and pinched his thin shoulders even in his robe. "Let him in!"

Wang Ping has been severely suppressed these days, and Guangxingtang has become a troupe exclusively for Xu Bai. Feng Yanzhang has said that as long as his people want to sing, they can go on stage, which means that Xu Bai is disrupting the rehearsals of other opera troupes anytime and anywhere.

There are only two opera troupes in Guangxing Hall. Apart from Wang Ping, the other one has other jobs, so there is no rush.

Wang Ping is different, he has to rely on this to make a living, and this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he has lost his pillar. Even though he always suppresses Yun Sheng fiercely, without him, the few performances he managed to perform were booed.

Moreover, he used to think that he could rely on Xu Bai to make a fortune from the Marshal's Mansion, but now he is losing money every day. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has lost both his money and his life.

Wang Ping touched the photos in his arms, cursing the ungrateful Xu Bai to cheer himself up, and thought of Yu Guanglu's words, "Actually, Marshal Feng is a very honest person. If you send these to him, Marshal Feng will get angry, and you can lead the troupe to sing again, right?"

Wang Ping first saw the pair of neatly stitched handmade cloth shoes next to the military boots. Xu Bai had always been used to wearing cloth shoes, but how could he have worn such good ones? It seemed that Feng Yanzhang had given him a lot of money, but he didn't see any of those good things. He was indeed an ungrateful ungrateful person!

"Marshal." Wang Ping was obviously not in high spirits, but he still took the time to glare at Xu Bai, "I'm here to bring you something."

The photo in his arms was taken out, and Wang Ping wanted to hand it to Feng Yanzhang, but Xu Bai's legs were pinched. Marshal Feng raised his chin and motioned him to take it.

With his lower body still in the man's arms, Xu Bai pursed his lips. He felt a little humiliated by the current situation, but he could do nothing about it. He stretched out his hand, held it in his hand without daring to look, and straightened his back to hand the thing to Feng Yanzhang.

Wang Ping was looking forward to Feng Yanzhang's reaction, waiting for him to get furious and throw Xu Bai out!

There were more than ten developed photos. Even in black and white, you could see that the man in the silk nightgown had a slender waist. Some of them were leaning against the wall, some were curled up in a ball, and further back, he was being hugged by another man, with marks all over his body.

There are two photos in which Fang Jiaxu picked up the actor and spoke to him with his head lowered sideways, and it looked like the two of them were kissing passionately.

Xu Bai: [Yeah, it’s a good shot.]

Liu Er: [Aren't you worried that the target will get angry? ]

Xu Bai was sitting on Feng Yanzhang's lap, so naturally he could see what was in his hand with his peripheral vision. The moment he saw it, his head felt dizzy.

Marshal Feng is such a domineering man... The actor couldn't help but tremble and even wanted to get off Feng Yanzhang's legs. He had no time to think about who took these photos, and he forgot to explain quickly. He just felt numb and trembling all over, and his breathing was choked.

Feng Yanzhang moved.

He pulled the actor aside, and with one stride of his long legs he came close to Wang Ping, looking down at him from above.

Wang Ping didn't dare to look up and hung his hands humbly.

"Very good." Feng Yanzhang's voice was the only one in the backstage. "You are very good."

The voice was low and no emotion could be heard.

No one dared to watch Marshal Feng take out his gun, so no one could expect him to suddenly attack before hearing the gunshot.

boom!