Quick Transmigration Green Tea Upgrade System

In the second year of the Republic of China, Xia.

It rained heavily all night, and it was just dawn. The plants in the yard were still covered with water vapor and water droplets, and the air still smelled of damp soil.But at this moment, the back of the stage became busy.

Primary school boy Shitou held hot water for one person in both hands and a towel on his shoulders, stepped on the small puddles on the ground, and walked towards the east room of the theater.The sound of water dripping on the ground is particularly crisp, and the sound of feet stepping on puddles is also particularly obvious.On the road, I occasionally met a few young apprentices who were going to practice, and they all yawned and greeted Xiao Shitou.

Little Shitou was holding something in his hand, unable to move, so he could only nod his head. He walked to the door of the east room with a smile, and cleared his throat, "Sir, are you up yet?"

"Get up, come in." A warm voice came from the room, warm and soft, with a clear and crisp tone, which was particularly pleasant.With a smile on his face, Xiaoshi pushed open the door with his body and walked in.

"Sir, I'm going to prepare the meal."

"I don't want you to take a good rest. You don't need to do this kind of work." The people in the room turned around and frowned when they saw the appearance of the little stone, but they were a little helpless, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Xiao Shitou shook his head, waved his hands, and smiled sheepishly, "Sir, let me do something for you."

Li Ziyan also knew what the child meant, so he didn't say much, walked up to Xiao Shitou, and patted his head.

The little boy who was touched blushed, turned around, and patted his head heckly.No wonder he was embarrassed, Li Ziyan was really good looking.His cheeks are a bit thin, but his face is well-shaped. A pair of willow-leaf eyebrows are particularly delicate on his face, but they don't look out of harmony.The most exciting thing is the pair of eyes, the phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and there is a lot of tenderness.

"Little Shitou, I will eat after I finish my exercises. Let's eat some first."

"Sir, I'll be with you." Xiao Shitou looked at Li Ziyan with a little uneasiness in his eyes. Li Ziyan looked at the pure eyes of the other party and finally nodded.

He could understand Xiao Shitou's mood and thoughts. He had rescued Xiao Shitou from the countryside some time ago. Their village was attacked by the Japanese and everyone was killed.He escaped from the mountain, and Li Ziyan happened to go for an outing on the mountain with the disciples of Liyuan that day, so he rescued him.

Xiao Shitou was alone and had no relatives, so Li Ziyan kept him in the pear garden soft-heartedly.It's just that he lives under the fence, even though Li Ziyan is very kind to Xiao Shitou, Xiao Shitou still abides by his duty in his heart.

"Little Shitou won't listen to me?"

"No! Listen to you! Sir!"

"Then eat breakfast first. The little stone is still small, and if I want to grow my body, I will eat it after I finish practicing." Li Ziyan smiled, making Xiaoshi's face redder. Smiling, he wiped off the drops of water on his face, and went out with a small stone.

Opening his voice and stretching his tendons, Li Ziyan's slender figure walked around the yard, attracting the attention of many disciples. He was the youngest Danjiaoer in the troupe, but he was the biggest among them. Many people had to take care of him. He called out to his brother.And he is also the one with the best talent and the best capital among them.From his appearance, his voice, to his figure, everything is God's favor.

But he is diligent, never lazy, and his practice is in place. Even though he is only twenty, he is already a famous and famous actor in the capital.Many people who love to watch operas come to their pear garden. Even if it is hard to get a ticket, they still want to listen to Li Ziyan's singing. thoughts.

After practicing, Li Ziyan changed into his robe, sat in the bedroom and ate some food. He still had a play to sing in the afternoon, so he had to be in the best condition.

"Sir, I heard that the warlord of the Han family returned to Beijing yesterday."

"Huh? The warlord of the Han family?"

"Yes, it's the Marshal Han of the Han family!" Little Shitouyi mentioned Marshal Han, his eyes lit up. After all, the Han family is a respectable warlord in their capital. Who doesn't know that there is Han family in the north and Li in the south? If it's stable, it's thanks to Dashuai Han's battles with that Maozi and the Japanese devils. "Yesterday when I was shopping for vegetables, I heard them say that Marshal Han just came back from the south, and today he is going to accompany his old lady from the Han Mansion to attend a play."

Li Ziyan kept putting makeup on his face, but lowered his eyes. For some reason, when Xiao Shitou mentioned the word "Han", his heart trembled inexplicably. He always felt that he knew this handsome Han. But no matter whether it was the original memory of the body or his own mind, there was no trace of Marshal Han at all.

With a chuckle in his heart, Li Ziyan was a little helpless at his own thoughts, and continued to move.

"Then you have to tell them to take care of them. This is a great warlord and also our great hero. We can't let them go away dissatisfied."

"That's natural. I think seniors have already made preparations, don't worry."

Li Ziyan nodded lightly, sipped the red paper, and the color of his lips became more and more delicate.

At around 3:[-] p.m., the long-awaited pear garden finally opened. There were people sitting under the stage and around the tea table. If it weren’t for the rules in their pear garden, there might still be passers-by wanting to grab the wall Come and listen to the play.

Right below the stage is a sandalwood table for the Eight Immortals. On the table are a cup of tea, a plate of melon seeds and a plate of refreshments, which is quite delicate.Amidst the uproar, several people came to the door.

The most conspicuous thing is the man in the dark gray military uniform. The palm-width belt accentuates his thin figure. The knee-length black riding boots wrap his straight and slender calf. The pair of eyes that are not covered by the brim of the hat are particularly sharp. , as if with a god-killing aura.

Some female relatives hiding behind the table looked at his handsome face with clear bones, and their cheeks blushed quietly.

The man helped the elderly lady beside him to sit on the table in the middle. After the old lady sat down, he sat down next to her. Everyone knew that this was Marshal Han——Han Zhiyao up.The old lady beside him is the old lady of the Han family, that is, Han Zhiyao's grandmother.

The people from Liyuan offered tea to Han Zhiyao and the old lady before they stood aside and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment for Marshal Han and old lady Han, our show will begin soon."

"Hahaha don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, but tell Mr. Yan, don't be in a hurry, don't disturb him, the old man is looking forward to his play!"

"Naturally." The man nodded, with some light on his face, and the two left and went to the backstage.

Li Ziyan had already dressed up, and the oil paint on his face did not hide his appearance, but instead allowed him to endow the character with a more exquisite soul.

"Mr. Yan, it's time, it's time to go on stage."

"Understood, I'll go up now."