The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

Speaking of which, the situation in Rongcheng is changing every day, and the teahouses on the street are never short of gossip and entertainment, but the most popular news recently is the romantic affair between the young master of the Xue family and the pillar of the Litang garden.

Since ancient times, the famous actress loves Enke, Xiao Taohong in Litangyuan was once named Shen Moyan by the young master of Xue Mansion, and she tried her best to sing this name in the three western provinces, even the old hall master in the team had to be courteous, not to mention It is said that even if the other family's Huadan bites her silver teeth, she still has to respectfully call out: "Boss Shen."

These three words, one is to praise him for his great singing skills, he has a general demeanor, and more is really teasing, there is no impenetrable wall in a small town, and now with the big tree of the Xue family as the backing, a pear garden is not Sooner or later, Shen Moyan will be the master.

Famous actors are all delicacies presented by gold masters, Xue Shaoqing is willing to spend a lot of money to pamper his heart, Shen Moyan naturally has the same scenery for a while, no one in Huapaifang Street is not envious, and Goulan sisters gobble their tongues before tea and after dinner He often scolds inwardly: "You mean hoof." Turning around, he resents and envies that the person he is looking at is not himself.

No matter how petted he is, he's just a sleazy male actor, and it's not uncommon for a son with two steel coins in his pocket to outsource canaries.

Inside and outside Rongcheng, there are still countless young ladies who are waiting for their daughters. They are eagerly looking forward to boarding the big ship of the Xue family, dreaming of transforming themselves into the heroine of the backyard.

The prostitute daughter of the Zhang Mansion in the north of the city, the younger sister of the Yang Mansion in the south of the city, there was an endless flow of people from the Xue Mansion to beg for marriage, but the mother of the Xue family wanted to warm the bed for the only son to marry a wife, and pointed out several well-matched girls to give them to her. The son is with each other, but I don't know what is the plan of Young Master Xue. Today, he will accompany Miss Li to enjoy the flowers, and in the Ming Dynasty, he will lead Miss Wang for an outing. Every day, he is full of smiles, but no one really tricks him twice.

It is said in the secular world that a young man is in vain if he is not flirtatious, and this young man of the Xue family is considered a dragon and phoenix among men, but it is true that he lingers in the flowers and does not touch his body.

"Master Xue, Master Xue!" The young man was full of joy, and hurriedly opened the gate of the other courtyard of Xue's mansion and ran to the study.

Hearing the calling voice in the distance, Xue Shaoqing's pen tip froze, looked up at the direction of the voice, and smiled slightly, opened his cuffs, casually threw the Langhao pen into the celadon washing altar, turned around and strode towards the door.

Before he took two steps, the young man really ran to the study. The black hair that had just been built when he first saw him reached the length of his back, flowing and scattered on both sides, and his fair and delicate handsome face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. When he saw the man, he smiled. Debihua was delicate and beautiful, panting and wiped away the sweat indiscriminately.

Before the young man could speak, Xue Shaoqing had already pulled out the silk scarf from his sleeve, grabbed the lively young man and brushed off his temple hair, and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fingers, clearly scolding but with a smile in his eyes: "Why is it like this?" I'm old, and I'm still reckless like a three-year-old child. I'm afraid I've forgotten all the rules I taught you?"

"Master..." The young man blushed, didn't know where to put his hands and feet, looked up at the man's intimate appearance in a panic, quickly lowered his head after a quick glance, and muttered, "I saw your driver waiting for a long time when I got off the stage. , Mo Yan... Mo Yan is anxious to see the Lord."

"Fool." Xue Shaoqing took back the silk scarf and said a word of reproach, smiling like crescent moons in his eyes, he led the boy into the room and sat down with a flick of his sleeves.

He calmed down and was about to take the pot of water and pour tea, but he never thought that the young man was really quick-sighted, so he lifted the teapot first and filled more than half of the cup.

Shen Moyan stood up, threw away the front of his robe, bowed his enchanting slender waist, squatted down on both legs respectfully, held the tea bowl in the palm of his hand, and handed it to the man's eyes, blinking his eyes mischievously.

"Hahaha, naughty." Xue Shaoqing was amused by the young man and laughed heartily. He calmly took the porcelain cup and put it in his nose to smell it carefully. He nodded and praised: "Mo Yanshen's tea is fragrant and very sweet."

The young man lowered his head, smiled and curled his lips, retracted his body, looked directly at the man with bright eyes and said, "If you like it, young master, I'll come and give you tea for a lifetime."

These words are true and false, those who listened to them touched their hearts, and those who told them were even more tempting.Xue Shaoqing frowned slightly, opened the folding fan and shook it casually in front of his chest, but did not answer Shen Moyan.

It has been more than a year since I wanted to name the boy. The thin and thin boy at the beginning has become more and more iconic now. He is beautiful and graceful, with three thousand blue hairs against which his skin is as white as snow. His narrow and long eyes are very captivating.

Fortunately, this little thing is up to the mark, with a bright voice and hard-working study, he has lived up to his painstaking efforts to cultivate, now even the ten-mile foreign farm in Shanghai has to say: "There are beauties in the south."

Xue Shaoqing sipped his tea calmly, but in fact, if he wanted to ask him about the displeased young man, he would definitely say yes.

But for many years in the secular world, since he was in charge of Xue's family when he was young, he has spent more and more time socializing in Fengyue places. He is used to seeing how those dudes are having fun, and when facing Shen Moyan again, he has a bit of dirty thoughts I really dare not express my emotions.

Mo Yan is only eight out of ten, and he suffered a lot when he was taken to the troupe of the Liyuan. Thoughts are still unformed. If you really know that his mind is not pure now, I'm afraid that even if you don't want it in every possible way, it will be fulfilled smoothly.

Xue Shaoqing didn't think about it any more, tapped the table with her fingertips and asked with a subdued look: "Is there any review for the homework I taught you the day before yesterday?"

"Yes." Shen Moyan didn't seem to notice anything, with a smile in his brows and eyes all the time, he quietly walked to the desk and stood still: "Master, you can take the test as you like."

The man found it very interesting to see the young man's energetic and confident appearance, he folded his fan and smiled and said, "I'm going to test your "Chu Songs". Which lines did you memorize last time?"

"Master Hui's words are "Pathway" from "Nine Huai"." Shen Moyan responded politely.

"Okay, let's start with this article." Xue Shaoqing started to pour a cup of hot tea for herself, raised her eyebrows and waited for the boy to speak.

Shen Moyan rolled up his sleeves and coughed lightly to moisten his throat. He raised his head and looked at the man with his eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars: "Heaven's Gate is a door, which one is a sage? Wuzheng is a toilet, Huaide is what do you see? Who can talk to Xi Wu?...."

The boy's tone is smooth and fluent. Since he was named, he will be called by men every three days to study poetry, calligraphy and painting in another courtyard. Xue Shaoqing said that the troupe in Liyuan also read characters to read opera scores. If you don't understand the principles of calligraphy, you're afraid that you will end up wandering without support when your face fades and your voice becomes hoarse.

This thought was deep, and although Shen Moyan didn't say much when he heard it, he was deeply touched. All the brothers in their troupe in Liyuan were not lonely and helpless, but he was so lucky to meet Xue Shaoqing.