I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

The next day, Sang Yi was woken up by Xie Yuan, and they had breakfast together, some light porridge, a small plate of fried peanuts, Sang Yi was so dull that she put down her chopsticks after taking two bites.

During the dinner, Xie Yuan called Sang Qing to meet him.

When Sang Qing opened the door and came in, she saw Xie Yuan reach out and take a small piece of peanut skin from Sang Yi's lips with an intimate gesture.The little white rabbit's face immediately turned pale, but he still walked over without saying a word. Under Xie Yuan's instruction, he lowered his eyebrows and sat down on the other side, listening to his question.After so many days, although Sang Qing was dull, she also knew what it meant: Xie Yuan was warning him not to get carried away, he didn't have to.

Today is Sang Qing's first time playing, so there is reason to take care of her.Xie Yuan listened to him sing a few verses first, then turned to ask Sang Yi: "What do you think?"

Sang Yi was forbidden to speak by him, so she took a pen and paper and wrote quietly: "The old man is strong, the old and the new alternate, and everything responds to everything."

Xie Yuan thought for a while and understood what he meant.The old lead the new, and the latter has the help of the former, so naturally they become popular faster.Sang Yi got up in the same way back then, and later, under his instruction, he made many people popular one after another, supporting those who are capable, and giving more opportunities to those who are diligent, so that nothing can go wrong.

Sang Yi wrote again: "I'll go down and look at the situation on the stage."

Xie Yuan reached out and touched his head: "Go."

Sang Yi left.Facing Xie Yuan alone, Sang Qing felt restless, let alone dared to presumptuously seduce him like last time, he didn't even dare to speak.Fortunately, Xie Yuan didn't seem to be angry with him anymore, he waved to him, signaling him to sit down beside him.

Sang Qing passed by, not daring to move, shivering and looking at Xie Yuan.In the morning light, Xie Yuan observed him with a scrutinizing gaze, without any emotion, and only looked away after a while.Sang Qing's scalp was numb from his gaze, and after a while, he tried to find a topic: "Sir...is his throat uncomfortable? He didn't talk today."

"He's sick." As if he didn't expect that Sang Qing would take the initiative to mention Sang Yi, Xie Yuan was stunned, and then quickly replied, "I can't use my voice in the future."

Sang Qing was taken aback: "Isn't that... you can't sing?"

Xie Yuan said "Huh?", as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.Seeing that he didn't speak, Sang Qing became even more frightened, so she trembled and said, "Sir... doesn't he like to sing? It's been so many years, if he suddenly can't sing..."

"Like? How much can he like it?" Xie Yuan said lightly, "I didn't bring him into this garden, how could he be here today."

Sang Qing didn't dare to speak again, she lowered her head and stared at her toes.

Xie Yuan was a little disturbed by his words.He glanced around the room, and there was a pile of dark blue costumes hanging on the windward side, which were well arranged.The books on the table are full of spoiled operas, which are neatly put together and pressed with a jade inkstone.

The decoration in the room is not very luxurious, but Xie Yuan can tell at a glance that none of the hanging paintings, four treasures, cups and cups are precious treasures bought at a high price, and Sang Yi will never treat herself harshly in these aspects.For so many years, Xie Yuan has always given him the best, but now he can't sing, he can still live a thousand times better than others, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Since Sang Qing tried to climb onto his bed last time, he didn't really believe what Sang Yi said.Sang Yi was supposed to be a clean person who only belonged to him, and he could learn to teach people these obscene and foxy tricks anytime; he said he taught Sang Qing how not to hurt himself, how did he teach it?Help yourself or watch the little white rabbit do it yourself?Is Sang Qing a lobbyist sent by him?

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, he pulled Sang Qing over, and pushed his sleeves away.Sang Qing was so frightened that he almost screamed out, and then saw Xie Yuan stroke the three cinnabar moles on the inside of his wrist with his fingers, which made him a little painful.

"Pull out these three moles." Xie Yuan said coldly.His attitude is quite different from the beginning, the connivance and gentleness of the previous days disappeared, and turned into a complete cold coercion, and the latter may be Xie Yuan's true face.

Sang Qing wiped her eyes and said yes, then said goodbye, ran down the door as soon as she went out, just knocked over Sang Yi who was about to walk up.

Sang Yi stabilized her pace, lifted the little white rabbit to stand upright, saw that his eyes were red, and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong with you?"

Sang Qing tried her best to hold back her tears, and saw the picturesque eyes of the person in front of her, with natural and kind care in her expression, without any affectation, and did not change harshly because of his embarrassing status.Thinking of how he had criticized Sang Yi when he first came here, and even made irresponsible remarks with others in private, Sang Qing was a little moved for a while, with all kinds of emotions rushing through his heart, and finally sobbed.

This person...how did he stay by Xie Yuan's side for so many years?

Sang Qing didn't care so much, she plunged into Sang Yi's arms and cried loudly: "Master, he is so scary! Woooooooooo..."

Sang Yi: "..."

His whole body was pushed against the wall by Sang Qing, as if he had suddenly turned into some kind of strange mother rabbit... He tried his best to appease the emotions of the little guy in his arms, and at the corner of the stairs, he reached out and touched Touching Sang Qing's head, holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing: "Master Cheng... is he scary? You should hang out with me in the future, and stop talking about me behind my back. My brother, I will cover you from now on."

His voice was so hoarse that he could only hear his breath. When Sang Qing heard it, he cried even harder.At the corner of the stairs, the two hugged each other unseemly, Sang Qing cried until her face turned pale, but Sang Yi tried her best to keep her face from laughing out loud, she only pressed a nice curve on her lips, her eyes were bent, He smiled and patted the back of the person in front of him helplessly.

But he just laughed for a while, when he looked up, he found a person standing at the top of the stairs.Xie Yuan stood there expressionlessly, holding a teacup in his hand, watching them quietly.

He quickly pushed Sang Qing away, patted the little guy on the shoulder to comfort him, and then led him to salute.Xie Yuan raised the cup in his hand at him and said, "Add tea."

Sang Yi whispered to Sang Qing to take off her makeup and prepare for her debut later.He walked up with his head down, took Xie Yuan's teacup, but was mercilessly dragged over again, and pushed against the wall.He couldn't hold it steady, and the teacup rolled down, hitting the last oblique bluestone wall and shattering with a crash.

Sang Yi looked up at him.

Xie Yuan grabbed his shoulder and stared at him without saying a word, with a very obvious layer of anger in his eyes.Sang Yi looked at him calmly, smiled suddenly, stretched out her hand to lightly tug on Xie Yuan's skirt, and leaned over to place a light kiss on his lips.For a short time, he looked a little joking and a bit frivolous and charming. After touching his lips, he moved away a little, breathing slowly on the edge of Xie Yuan's lips. Seeing that Xie Yuan didn't show any obvious rejection or rejection Meaning, he followed and deepened the kiss.

Xie Yuan's strength against him also slowly relaxed, and finally pulled him into his arms, the anger in his heart was inexplicably suppressed a lot: "...you know how to please me."

After the kiss was over, Sang Yi blushed, panting slightly, and there was some panic and shyness between his brows and eyes, which made some waves appear in his always restrained and peaceful expression.He wrote slowly on his chest with his finger: "I'll serve you tea."

Then he lowered his head and walked down quickly, picking up the celadon fragments on the ground.Xie Yuan saw him seriously lowering his head to pick up the pieces in the corridor, just because he saw him hugging Sang Qing, the part of his chest that was inexplicably burning seemed to suddenly go dumb, didn't say anything, and went back to the room silently middle.

It's just that when someone came in to serve him tea, it wasn't Sang Yi anymore.The tea boy said: "Master, Mr. Sang is preparing to play, please ask me to send you a letter."

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "What field is he playing? Can he speak?"

The letter forwarded by the tea boy was placed under the teapot, because Sang Yi used to convey other people's letters to him before, so Xie Yuan didn't read it carefully, and went straight to the back of the stage in the building, and it was just poured by Sang Yi The flames came out again - Sang Yi was simply trying to find trouble for him.

If you have a bad voice, you should stay in the audience obediently. If you really like to sing, he will find a way to cure him, and he will no longer be given love medicine. It is not impossible to be on stage in the future; Disobedient again, he has indeed become more and more unruly in recent days, and needs to clean up.

Xie Yuan went downstairs to see that Sang Yi had already changed into his costume, closed his eyes and let others paint his eyebrows for him.Everyone in the South Building has been patronized by him for the past few years, and they all admire him and get close to him. Although his level has declined in the past few years, they all know tacitly that it is just for a word of love. he.

When there are too many people, Xie Yuan is unwilling to go there.Sang Yi was surrounded by stars over there, but not many people paid attention to him as the owner of the Liyuan. He found a place to sit down, and not without anger, he asked someone to bring the program list that had been arranged, and specially let him Someone called Sang Qing.

Everyone who should have known that he was coming should have known about this action, and everyone didn't dare to join in the fun in front of the big boss, so they all returned to their respective positions in twos and threes, and Sang Yi's side was suddenly empty, leaving only one for him Wu Sheng, who draws the corner of his eyes, has an intimate and familiar posture, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong at all.

Xie Yuan was about to get up and walk over there, but just as he looked over, he saw that Sang Yi's makeup was done, he nodded to the martial artist, then stood up, smiled at him again, and bent down to him Come on, I respectfully called my Lord, like every time I met him in the theater on weekdays, and I didn't realize my mistake at all.

Well, if he really ruined his voice, he will know how powerful it is.Xie Yuan doesn't believe that singing has such benefits, it can make Sang Yi linger so much.

Xie Yuan said coldly to Sang Qing beside him: "Come here, I'll draw for you."

Sang Qing is scared when she sees him now, her voice is like a mosquito humming: "Well, Lord, I, I have already drawn it."

Xie Yuan saw that Sang Qing had indeed arranged everything in order, and he didn't need to do anything more.But as if he was competing with someone, he insisted on applying Sang Qing's makeup again.He asked Sang Qing to squat down halfway, and held the person in front of him. When he was halfway through the painting, he simply put down the brush and pressed Rang into his arms.Although Sang Qing was afraid, she still remembered how to please people, and soon began to act coquettishly again, begging in a low voice: "Master, I have to play in a while."

Sang Yi stood aside and watched for a while, then lowered her head to pack up her things, put away the accessories on the table, rouge, etc., and then went out, closing the door for them.The moment he closed the door, Xie Yuan also let go of Sang Qing, pushed Sang Qing aside, and said softly, "Just do your business."

Sang Qing felt that she still had some hope of "not being crushed to death by Xie Yuan on the spot", so she tentatively used the trick she used a few days ago to make people happy with sweet words, which really made Xie Yuan smile a little. , his complexion also softened, but he was going to play soon, and he didn't have much time to be tender, Xie Yuan obviously no longer cared about him, so he let him go out.

Sang Qing tidied up her clothes, blushed and hurried downstairs, just in time for the short time before the call.

He has been accompanied by Sang Yi in the south building these days, and his body and footwork have been improved a lot under Sang Yi's teaching. His singing skills are unique, and he is full of charm on stage, which attracted thunderous applause from the audience.When he entered the arena, he was led by the old man. When the curtain fell and the lights came on, the old man sang a few words and then slowly disappeared behind the scenes, leaving him to sing alone.Sang Yi specially chose a cheerful and playful play for him. When he smiled, the eyes of the audience lit up;

When the game ended, there was thunderous applause.Regular customers knew that this was a newcomer, and the freshness was fully outlined, and they all clapped and urged him to come back.

Sangqing came from a small place, and it was the first time he saw this scene. When he came on stage, he felt a little trembling when he saw the deep and wide field, let alone how to deal with this kind of scene.It's like acting like a baby in front of Xie Yuan, now it's a desire to survive that supports him not to be afraid, not to be afraid, Sang Qing's face turned pale, and he was about to collapse when he stepped off the stage, but Sang Yi saw it, and his voice was hoarse Said: "If you want you to come back, you go. In the future, when you come back, you are the one who wants to be popular. What are you going to do?"

Sang Qing was about to cry again: "Sir...you should come."

Sang Yi smiled, and said half-jokingly: "I won't sing in the future, the last show today will be more beautiful, so I can't be your substitute this time."

Sang Qing fell silent all of a sudden, and asked in a low voice, "You...will you really stop singing from now on?"

Sang Yi nodded very casually: "I won't sing anymore, I can't sing anymore. Go up quickly, don't make the people below wait in a hurry."

His complexion didn't change a bit, just like every time he taught him in the past few days, there was a kind of cold calm.He heard that Sang Yi had a deep affection for Xie Yuan, but he didn't trip him up or put on any face, even if he saw Xie Yuan being intimate with him with his own eyes, he just closed the door gently for them.

What on earth is he thinking?

Sang Qing realized that he couldn't understand this person, but the more he couldn't understand... the more he wanted to understand.He seems to have discovered a world that is forbidden to be spied on. There are beautiful mountains and rivers in that world, but unfortunately it is not for people to step on.