Mingjun is not descended from the world

Those Gandan stood in a row for the gentlemen to pick, like picking carrots.Some had coquettish postures, some had rippling eyes, and one boldly walked over and sat on his lap, causing everyone to burst into laughter.The group of old men leaned on the sofa in disarray, some drank, some smoked hookah, some ate melon seeds, and some leaned up to people's necks and clamored to eat people's mouths. It was a mess. generally.

Yu Yuesan's heart sank, his eyes darkened, he turned around and opened the door to hide.

This is not inviting him to the concert, it is clearly coaxing him to catch up.

It was during the reign of Xuantong, and at that time there were many halls in the capital, and few opera students had never experienced this kind of experience.The low-brow things are all children of poor families, and they will not choose to do this kind of work until the end of the road. When they are children, they drink and have fun with the veterans. Things for people to entertain and make fun of, they are not even considered people.

Don't look at Yu Yuesan's handsome face now, with handsome eyebrows. When he was young, his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were crowded together. It's really not considered beautiful, and he doesn't know how to joke or flatter. He is full of arrogance. No one wanted to see him, and he only ended up serving wine and serving dishes, so he escaped a catastrophe.

Yu Yuesan opened the door, but saw the butler standing outside, Wu Qingguang had long since disappeared.Yu Yue sanliu was at a loss, and hurriedly asked the housekeeper, "Where is our class leader, and where is Wu Qingguang, I want to find him."

The housekeeper said calmly, "Boss Yu, what is he doing with Team Leader Wu? He has already gone back."

Yu Yuesan said anxiously, "Then I'll go with him. I'm not feeling well today, and I can't sing in the hall. Please tell the master, I'll come to the door tomorrow to apologize!"

The butler smiled lightly, took out a piece of paper from his cuff with two fingers, and shook it away, "Boss Yu, the Ruixi team will be officially disbanded today. You signed a 12-year contract with Mr. Wu, and now you are leaving Three years before the expiry date, Team Leader Wu has already transferred you to our Huiyun Hall, and there are black and white letters on the paper, as well as the seal you pledged back then, don’t you want to go back on your word?”

After hearing this, Yu Yuesan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The deed is now in the hands of the butler, and he is absolutely irresistible, but if he is asked to accompany him for a drink, he would rather die than accompany him. His lips trembled, and he could hardly stand. "I'm an opera singer, not my husband. I only know how to sing opera, and I don't know anything else, and I haven't done it before!"

The housekeeper sneered, "Boss Yu, Boss Yu, calling you Boss Yu is just flattering you, and you really think of yourself as a role? Aren't opera singers and drinking companions just to make people happy? , who still looks down on anyone? Isn’t that the same thing in Fengyue Field, but what’s so difficult about it?”

As he spoke, he moved closer to Yu Yuesan, and said darkly, "I would also like to advise you, you should keep your head down when you are under the eaves, let alone in our business? Temperament is something that everyone has, but it has nothing to do with survival." For example, what kind of green onion is it? Momo will be gone. If you are practical, you can go in with a little insight, maybe you can just sing a song and drink a glass of wine. If you mess with it, you have to Weigh it carefully, whether this arm can be twisted over the thigh! To put it bluntly, whether you will live or die today, whether you will stand or lie down, depends on the happiness of the few uncles inside!"

After the man finished speaking, he suppressed his smile, his face drooping and braving the cold, he only stretched out his hand to push Yu Yuesan into the door, and then locked the door firmly outside.Yu Yuesan's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even turn his head around for a moment, he stood stiffly by the door in a daze, when he recovered his senses and turned around, he found that everyone in the room was looking at him as if watching a show.

"Hey! There's another one here. The new one? Look at the face!"

The one who spoke was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a burning cigar in his hand, with a shiny head tilted upright, wearing a three-piece brown checked suit and shiny leather shoes, from head to toe Oceanic.

Yu Yuesan raised her eyes to look at this gentleman, and saw a beautiful lady sitting on the armrest of the sofa next to him, with fashionable hand-made wavy hair, wearing a slim red cheongsam, with slits slit up to her thighs, and She is exquisite and elegant, with a variety of styles.She stretched out her slender hand, stuffed a juicy lychee into the gentleman's mouth, and looked at him charmingly with her phoenix eyes.

Yu Yuesan was annoyed, she frowned and turned her eyes away from him, thinking how to escape.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and suddenly the Western chiming clock standing by the wall rang a few times like a hammer bell, making Yu Yuesan jump when he was in a trance, staring at the clock and gasping for breath.

The gentleman glanced left and right, several people looked at each other and smiled, and said, "So it's this model, does any of you like it?"

Someone snorted coldly and said, "Pretending to be a gesture!"

Hearing this, Yu Yuesan blushed from the cheeks to the base of her neck. She was here to sing in a serious manner, but she was ridiculed like this, she wished she could just find a crack and slip in.

The gentleman patted his leg and said, "Looks like a teacher, how did he fall like this?"

Yu Yuesan said loudly, "I don't know how to teach, but I sing Kun Opera."

The gentleman said, "Oh? A Kun opera singer? Does anyone still listen to Kun opera now? No wonder they started doing this."

Yu Yuesan's heart was sour, and her eyes were faintly red.

"Then what do you sing for?"

"Singing Wutan."

"Oh." The man took a puff of his cigar lightly, looking a little disinterested, "The music of Kunqu opera has defeated the entire Ming Dynasty. Now it's the Republic of China, but no one likes to listen to it. They can sing Beijing opera. ?"

For many years, Yu Yuesan has hated the quality of humane Kunxi opera the most. She couldn't help but feel panicked in her heart, and said, "Kunxi opera is what children learn, and they don't know how to sing Beijing opera."

"Where's the big drum?"

"Neither!"

"You don't know anything, so what should we listen to?"

"Chairman Feng, let me sing one!" Someone said loudly, "Looking at him like that, maybe there is something for him. Wouldn't it be lonely to have a drink at night without a song to listen to?"

After speaking, everyone laughed. President Feng put the cigar on the table, patted his aunt's face, "Want to hear it? A big star?"

The concubine spat at him and said angrily, "Are you really asking me? This is not invited to entertain the men. If you want to ask me, I will take this little actor away and hide him."

Then President Feng pinched his aunt's nose, "Look at you, you dare to make a fool of yourself, I don't think I'll break your legs."

Saying that, he waved his hand at Yu Yuesan and said, "Then choose your best song and sing a few verses to cheer up the men."

Yu Yue looked around and said, "We need a luthier."

"Heh!" President Feng sat up, "He's pretty good at pushing his nose and eyes." But he was not annoyed, and sent someone to invite him after speaking.

The room was filled with the choking smell of tobacco, so Xu Yiliang hid out to breathe on the pretext of going out to relieve himself.The small garden of the mansion does not look very big, but the mountains and rocks are strewn here and there, exquisite and elegant, which is quite interesting.He stood leisurely on the terrace, with one hand in his trousers pocket and the other hand putting a cigarette to his mouth. He was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. A well-deserved rich man.

Speaking of which, Xu Yiliang's family background can be considered profound. His father was engaged in industry. They were involved in everything that can be seen in the market for daily necessities, agriculture, forestry and mining.There is endless money in the family, and the accumulation of wealth is enough. There is a lot of freedom for the children.Xu Yiliang's elder brother is an old-fashioned intellectual who studied the rites of Zhou, Confucius and Mencius, and is now teaching Chinese at a university.Xu Yiliang is more of a foreigner than him. He stayed in England for a few years as a foreigner. Because his family had some equity, he worked in Binzhong Bank after graduation.

Xu Yiliang originally didn't like this kind of situation.He likes that kind of Western-style party, drinking Ceylon tea, tasting brandy, listening to Broadway, dancing waltz, talking about the latest gossip movies or news about current affairs, that kind of capitalist romance.

When the cigarette was exhausted, Xu Yiliang threw the cigarette butt under his feet and crushed it with the sole of his leather shoes.Just as he was about to turn around, a man about his stature came from behind and grabbed his shoulders. Xu Yiliang turned his head to see that it was Zhang Youcheng.

Zhang Youcheng shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case to him, and his clear gold-rimmed glasses shone a little light in the dark night.Xu Yiliang waved his hand and said, "I just smoked it."

Zhang Youcheng smiled without giving way, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a deep breath and exhaled a few smoke rings, "Why, don't you like this kind of scene?"

Zhang Youcheng is a classmate of Xu Yiliang Middle School and currently works in the Ministry of Finance of the Nationalist Government.Those who go into official careers have a wider range of connections.This round was clearly for Chairman Feng's concubine's birthday celebration, but in fact it was to entangle people from all walks of life who were involved in the economy and loosen their joints to connect with each other.Xu Yiliang had just returned from the West, and he was very disapproving of the old bureaucratic gang formation in China.

But after all, he is currently working in a bank, and it is always good to know more industrialists and business owners. The chambers of commerce in this area all follow the leadership of Chairman Feng, not to mention that he is an old acquaintance with his father, and now he is called to help with financial management , he couldn't shirk it no matter what, so he came to light it up and planned to go back after smoking.

Seeing his calm expression, Zhang Youcheng knew that he was absent-minded, so he joked, "Why, you seem to have lost your soul when Boss Bai isn't here?"

Xu Yiliang glanced at him and leaned on the railing, "What does he have to do with me?"

"Okay! You can really pretend!" Zhang Youcheng shook his index finger in front of his nose and said, "When he comes back, you can say it again in person."

Xu Yiliang snorted coldly, "I'll go in first."

As soon as Xu Yiliang entered the door, a footman led a luthier in. The luthier bowed to the masters and sat down on the prepared stool.

Yu Yuesan saw that the violinist took out a violin from the violin case and lowered his head to tune it, so he frowned and said, "It's not a huqin."

After speaking, the luthier was also taken aback for a moment and raised his head to look at him.

"Kunxi doesn't need huqin, the qin master is wrong!"

President Feng became a little impatient after hearing this, "Are you playing us for fun? You will be singing Kun opera for a while, and you will be using a luthier for a while. Will you serve me or I will serve you!"

Yu Yuesan turned her head to look at the violinist again, "But this violin is really wrong."

The aunt saw that President Feng was a little angry, so she pressed the hand painted with scarlet Kodan on his chest, and asked Yu Yuesan, "Then what instrument do you want to play?"

Yu Yuesan said, "Anyway, there must be a flute."

"Flute?" President Feng slapped the table hard, "Don't be shameless, if you pick and choose here, you have to see what you are first. I will give you three points and you will turn away Qi Dyefang is here, I just ask you, can you sing?"