Shili Yangchang

Due to the riot in the morning, Licha Hotel conducted a major inspection of all staff. Al's hand was only slightly injured, and he was not a fussy person, so he did not pursue the responsibility of the restaurant.Matthew's soiled coat was sent to be cleaned, and he had to wear Al's clothes back to the US consulate.Al felt a little pity for this half-brother. Matthew's life was not well-off, and he usually only had two sets of formal clothes to wear alternately. Although he had offered to help Matthew, he was politely declined by his brother.

There is no work today, Al is lying on the comfortable big bed in the room, staring at his bandaged right hand in a daze, without this injury, he really can't imagine that he has just encountered such a person with such sharp skills, just like a seraphim, medium/ Sure enough, all Chinese people are as insidious and cunning as Dr. Fu Manchu, among them, there are dangers everywhere.

"Dangerous Chinese!" Al muttered to himself, "But, he is so beautiful!" In fact, the killer who pretended to be a waiter in the morning was not a very handsome man, he could only be said to be handsome and elegant, but the leopard When the same agile and vigorous figure squatted at the window and looked down, Al only felt that the person was shining brightly, which was impossible to ignore.Will we see him again?If we meet again, is it really the time of our own death?

The waiter knocked on the door and came in, and there was a sealed letter in the tray: "Mr. Jones, there is your letter." Al took the letter, and the waiter bowed politely and walked out, closing the door lightly.

The envelope was torn open, and inside was a note and a theater ticket. The handwriting on the letter was flamboyant, and one could guess who it was without looking at the signature: Francis Bonnofova, the slutty Frenchman who always liked flashy thing.Francis' letter stated that he invited Al to watch a Beijing opera tonight. It is said that a famous troupe has just arrived from Beiping.Al doesn't like to go to theatre, even the most elegant opera, let alone the inexplicable Chinese opera, but he wants to see Francis, so he decides to make an appointment.

In the Soviet/Union Consulate, Ivan Braginsky is arranging the collar of his coat in front of the full-length mirror. Ivan is not very particular about dressing. No matter what outfit you wear it with, it looks good.Ivan doesn't care about his appearance, he prefers to create a sense of oppression for his opponents in social situations, and his invisible smile can indeed achieve this effect.

Ivan went to see Peking Opera for two consecutive nights, and today is the third time.Before that, Ivan hated Peking Opera very much. He was fluent in Chinese, but he couldn’t understand the lyrics. The actors’ exaggerated makeup and colorful costumes also made him feel ridiculous.The day before yesterday I was invited by the Chinese party to reluctantly watch a show, but I was attracted by a character. That show was "The Drunken Concubine". Although the concubine on the stage was so sad and lonely that she even danced drunk, but this kind of appearance was obviously out of control He was actually performed so beautifully, and he remained pure and noble in his resentment, without a trace of cheapness. For a moment, Ivan met the actor's eyes, and the expression in those bright black eyes made him awe-inspiring. The eyes of those who don't give up and resist.Inexplicably attracted by the noble concubine, he went to the theater alone the next day, and asked someone about the woman who played the role of the noble concubine. The answer surprised him: "That is not a female actress, but an actor, whose surname is Wang, and whose stage name is Yutangchun." Everyone who respects him calls him 'Boss Wang'. This man is an extraordinary example, it is said that he has learned two accents since he was a child, Hua Dan and Wu Sheng are all acting superbly, and both literary and martial arts are the best in Liyuan!"

So Ivan wanted to meet this legendary actor even more, so he made up his mind to go to the backstage to find Yutangchun after the performance today.

When Al came to the theater full of people, the sounds of cracking melon seeds and sipping tea could be heard endlessly. Francis had already been waiting in the front row seat. Even in such a smoky place, he still maintained his elegance and magnificence, and he could still enjoy it. Taste black tea and pastries with fruit.Al sat down next to him, trying to find a comfortable position, he didn't like hard chairs.

"Al, you are such a rare visitor! When was the last time we met?" Francis put down his teacup and asked with a smile that he thought was sexy.

"You don't seem to be the master, do you?" Al leaned on the table with his elbows, "We haven't met in private since I dealt with the young lady of the Kirkland family."

"Oh, the cute little Arthur is very charming!" Francis smiled bitterly. There are not many people who know Arthur's details, and Francis is one of them.

"The Kirkland family can do anything ridiculous!" Al never hid the fact that he liked men, but marrying a man seemed absurd to him.

"And what does little Arthur think?" Francis asked, resting his knuckles on his chin.

"Whatever! Anyway, I don't want to marry that bad-tempered 'Miss Kirkland'!" Al angrily crushed a piece of peony-shaped noodle, and suddenly he looked in a certain direction, his expression becoming dissatisfied: " Hey, I think we met the goddamn guy in all Shanghai/Shanghai!"

Francis followed Al's gaze, and soon found Ivan who stood out from the crowd, but Ivan's gaze was fixed on the stage that hadn't started yet, and he didn't look at them at all.

At the beginning of the performance, a danjiao dressed in a Chinese costume came to the stage, which can be described as charming.Francis said approvingly: "Look at him, how can you tell it's a man?"

"Like a flower pot!" Al said disdainfully, he hated effeminate men.

Hua Dan's singing skills won a lot of applause, but Ivan kept frowning. He called Dr. Cha: "This is not Yutangchun today, what's going on?"

Dr. Cha apologized and said with a smile: "Today, Boss Wang has a slight illness and cannot be on stage, so he has to be replaced."

Ivan pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "I want to see Yutangchun."

Dr. Cha looked distressed: "But Boss Wang never sees any guests." Especially for foreigners, he dared not say this half sentence.Ivan waved him off.

After the show ended, Ivan came to the backstage alone to inquire about Yu Tangchun's news. A young man who was full of vigor but with a cold expression stepped forward and said confidently: "Sorry, my brother is ill and cannot see guests. Please come back, Mr. Yang." Bar!"

Ivan was taken aback, and then smiled: "Are you that Huadan just now? May I ask your name?" The young man in front of him was tall and straight, his movements were tough, and there was a masculine air all over his body. If he didn't remember his voice, Ivan would Wan couldn't connect the him in front of him with the charming image on the stage.

The young man bowed and said: "Miangui's surname is Wang, and my name is Jialong. Everyone in the troupe calls me Gangzi."

Ivan thought for a while, then took out a business card and handed it to Gang Zai: "Pass it to Brother Ling for me, saying that I like his drama very much."

After seeing Ivan off, Gangzai brought some simple meals back to the house: "Brother, it's time to eat."

"Take it away." A cold voice.

"Why is it like this again? It's not a good noon, and he said he doesn't want to do things in the morning," Gang Zai was a little impatient, "Wang Yao, there should be a limit to your temper!"

"Let's put it there, I'll take it later." Wang Yao turned his face, there was a new wound on his smooth left cheek, and he was changing the medicine for himself with ointment in his hand.

"Let's see how you get on stage with scars!" Gangzai put the food on the table and left alone.

Wang Yao was very disturbed. When he was on the stage in Aberdeen just now, he pulled the curtain from the side and looked down the stage. He saw the American who stabbed him this morning sitting in the front row. He immediately yelled inwardly. I don't know if this foreigner has already found out his identity, maybe he came to the troupe to find out about him at this time.If this is the case, he should probably kill this person to avoid future troubles, but if he kills an American with a prominent status at this time, things will go wrong again, and all his plans will come to naught.Thinking of this, he was not in the mood to take the medicine anymore, and sat on the bed with a strange face that was half taken medicine.