Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

This illness is a mixed blessing for Tsing Yi. What makes me happy is that I can take a good rest as an excuse to clear up the many doubts in my mind. Without the pillar of Tsing Yi, the Xinghuayuan Opera Troupe has to close its doors and close its doors. Repair and replace damaged tables and chairs.

What is worrying is that he can stay out of stage for a day or two, but he can't stay out of stage because he is sick.Thinking that he was going to perform on stage after all, the anxious Tsing Yi had no choice but to try to hum according to the melody in his memory when no one was in his room. Although the result was not satisfactory, he was still a little satisfied.

This body and bones are born with a good voice, as long as he makes a little preparation and sings along with the tune of the lyrics and music in his memory, he should be able to fool it. In addition, he can get over it even if there are flaws in one or two lines.

I don't know who is talkative, but when he heard that he was practicing his voice in the room, he secretly told the troupe master, which is good. The troupe master thought he was eager to go on stage to let Xinghuayuan play the gongs and drums again, and brought those tonics to him three times a day. Walk around the room.

"Qing Yi, do you feel refreshed today? Is your head still hurting? I asked someone to cook black-bone chicken soup with astragalus root for you." The troupe master had a flattering smile on his face.

Tsing Yi rolled her eyes angrily, the same lines and the same tone in the morning, no, it should be said that it has been staged more than ten times in the past few days.

He couldn't help but think to himself, if possible, he should dig out the repeater he used when he was a child and give it to the troupe master, lest he start a live performance every time he enters his room.

Although he is extremely annoyed by philistines like theater troupe masters, as Guiyi said, since he stays in Xinghuayuan, he still has to sell him some face, so as not to annoy such villains and take advantage of his unpreparedness. its betrayal.

"Tsing Yi III's blessings, how could it be uncomfortable to have such care from the class master. I heard them say that the front hall has been repaired. If that's the case, let's start tomorrow!"

Suppressing the boredom in his heart, Tsing Yi's expression was indifferent, trying to make his tone flattering, showing weakness to the troupe master.

The troupe master was still thinking about how to ask Tsing Yi to go on stage as soon as possible on the way, but he didn't expect that Tsing Yi would take the initiative to ask and be polite to him.

"These bastards are talking nonsense. Originally, I wanted Tsing Yi to rest for a few more days, so I didn't say anything about it. However, since Tsing Yi took the initiative to say it, it doesn't matter if you think about it, hehe... You also know that everyone in our troupe is begging me for food, so I won't refuse, so let's stick to the old rules tomorrow, or Farewell My Concubine?"

Facing the class leader's face of being good-looking after being cheap, Tsing Yi snorted in his heart, he couldn't understand the meaning of such flexible words?I'm afraid if he doesn't say anything, the troupe owner will use it to start a conversation later, so it's better to sell him to save face.

Accompanied by a couple of dry laughs, Tsing Yi knew that he might not be able to hide the disgust in his eyes, and then lowered his eyes and said quietly: "It's just that Tsing Yi Fenghan's voice is inevitably a little hoarse, I'm afraid it can't be as it used to be, this needs to be sympathized by the class leader. "

"This is natural, this is natural, don't worry, I will never let you suffer."

Hearing this, Tsing Yi couldn't suppress his emotions no matter how difficult he was, he raised his eyebrows with disdain and looked at the class leader who wrapped his face around him.Looking at each other, the troupe master was swept away by Tsing Yi's disdainful eyes, and immediately avoided with a guilty conscience, not to mention how funny his stiff smile was.

I'm afraid it's hard to say anything in such an atmosphere, before Tsing Yi issued the order to evict the guests, the troupe owner wisely said that he would arrange for the reopening tomorrow and left.Tsing Yi leaning on the head of the bed, the sarcasm on his face did not disappear because of the troupe master's departure.

After a long time, he lifted the quilt out of bed, picked up the cup of astragalus and black chicken soup, and his mocking smile deepened.Black-bone chicken soup?Do you think that this body is weak and cold because of being ravaged by others?

He wouldn't be so stupid as to really believe that he would not suffer if he was around, and he would never let this kind of thing happen to him again.

With a slight movement of the slender jade finger holding the soup cup, Tsing Yi poured all the fragrant Astragalus and Black Chicken Soup into the flowerpot of the clematis plant, turning it into flower fertilizer.

The warm winter sun could not resist the cold wind, so Tsing Yi got up early the next morning and went to the backyard to get some fresh air. The dark blue in front of her eyes was evidence that she could not sleep last night after tossing and turning.

In this strange ancient time, living in the body of a stranger, and he has to replace this person to push the trajectory of fate, his heart is flustered, and he has no experience in opera today, but today he wants to appear in public with a little residual memory.

As soon as he thought of this, Tsing Yi's palms couldn't help but a thin layer of sweat broke out, and when the cold wind blew, it was icy cold to the bone.

"It's rare for you to wake up so early."

An inquiring male voice sounded behind him, Tsing Yi was startled, and the uneasiness in his eyes was hidden in his eyes the moment he turned around.

"Well, don't you too?"

Tsing Yi nodded, clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves.The man in front of him can be said to be another person who knows Tsing Yi better besides Guiyi, Yasui, the overlord who played against him on stage.

This is also the person he is most worried about today, he has been on stage with Tsing Yi for four years, and he probably already knows Tsing Yi's every move by heart, a little bit of strangeness may make the person in front of him suspicious, such as now.

"Haha... Tsing Yi, haven't you woken up yet? It's not like you don't know that I hear chickens dancing every day."

Maybe it's because he's been playing the Overlord for a long time, but Yasui has more or less arrogance, and his hearty laughter shook Tsing Yi's ears.

Tsing Yi's figure swayed, and he took half a step back without being noticed. The pointed chin wrapped in the white fox fur collar nodded slightly, trying to stay away from Yasui's laughter comparable to the roar of a lion. His dissatisfaction was shown unreservedly, but he was thinking about how to deal with Yasui.

"I......"

"Yu Ji, I'll be waiting for you alone at the front desk tonight! Haha..."

Tsing Yi's defense was interrupted by An Jing, who took advantage of Tsing Yi's lack of recovery and approached him, holding Tsing Yi's pointed chin with his callused hand, and using his identity in the drama, he blew warm air into Tsing Yi's ear, Then he rubbed shoulders and left with a smile.

Tsing Yi's ears felt hot, and the chin that Yasui touched slightly itched.Suddenly, he thought of something, turned around and yelled at Yasui's back: "Bastard! Laozi is a man now!!!"

"I know! But you will soon become my woman! Yuji!"

An Jing acted like I understood, looking at Tsing Yi furiously, wishing to go up and tear An Jing's sloppy smiling face to pieces.

Tsing Yi knew that An Jing had misunderstood his true meaning, but he couldn't help but still puffed up, which made An Jing laugh even more arrogantly.Staring at the direction Yasui left, Tsing Yi's gaze could almost burst into flames.

Sure enough, neither the former Tsing Yi nor the current him have a good impression of Yasui.

After turning the corner and entering the corridor that Tsing Yi couldn't see, the smile on Yasui's face disappeared, and the remaining traces of the smile turned into bitterness.

"It would be great if you were really my concubine Yu..."

The raving voice was dissipated by the cold wind, Yasui's figure became more lonely.