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Just after dawn, there was a yelling for breakfast in the alley. Ye Wan got up early in the morning, and before she stretched out her white lotus-like arms from the bed, a servant came up to help him turn on the phonograph, and put the phonograph in it. I bought a record by Lu Xincheng.

Lu Xincheng's records are the best selling in the market, and the record stores are almost out of stock, but Ye Wan's here doesn't need to buy, it is directly a collection sent by Lu Xincheng.

The sonorous drum music and singing voice sounded, and she immediately had the air of fighting on the battlefield. Ye Wan really wanted to listen to it several times. After all, if future generations want to hear such authentic music, it will take a little trouble.

Ye Wan lingered under the quilt, revealing half of her round shoulders. While listening to the play, he was beating the beat in his heart. His beat was as slow and rhythmic as the time of a bell and a drum.

Jingtaicheng Grand Theater, Lu Xincheng got up in the morning and called Suhang Taiyi. He made an appointment with Ye Wan on the phone and said that he wanted to teach him some new moves. This was agreed upon when the two met for the first time.

Lu Xincheng put down the phone and returned to the courtyard where he was practicing. He looked at the horseshoe watch on the stone table in the courtyard. The needles in the horseshoe watch clicked and clicked. In this era, time passes very slowly. Slowness will make people feel sad desires from their hearts.

In the Suhang clothing store, the tinkle of the telephone wakes up those intoxicated in the opera like a dream. This kind of old-fashioned telephone only has this kind of ringtone, but it does not make people feel monotonous.

After Dong Xu answered the phone, he lied to Mr. Ye Lao, and then rushed to tell Ye Wan.

Ye Wan is still a bit lazy in bed, but the strong singing in the record seems to be urging him, no matter, no matter, he really wants to see the theater in the morning light, if it is later, this beautiful morning light will be Gone.

Xiaomei brushed off the misty tiredness, got up quickly, finished washing, and changed into a long gown. He packed everything in about a quarter of an hour, and then Dong Xu quietly opened the back door for him, and in the blink of an eye Ye Wan came from Suhang The tailor slipped out.

It was only half an incense stick's journey from Suhang Taiyi to Jingtaicheng Grand Theater. When Ye Wan got into the car, she still felt that she was not fully awake. He asked the driver to open the cloak of the car, not wanting to let the wind blow her.

Before reaching the edge of the garden, she heard the sound of dense drums from a long distance away. Ye Wan walked into the courtyard from the side door of the theater, poked her head through a moon gate, and saw Lu Xincheng leading a group of children from the troupe to practice in the backyard. He looked sideways for a while before walking out of the door.

Today he was wearing a crow-blue long gown, which made his skin look fairer, with crimson at the end of his eyes, and just the right color of his lips, just like the spring peaches in this season.

Seeing Ye Wan approaching, Lu Xincheng immediately retracted his body, and said loudly to a group of young apprentices: "Senior brother is here, please call me quickly."

"Senior brother, senior brother." A group of apprentices called the senior brother together, Ye Wan was a little embarrassed to be called, he remembered that there was still candy in his bag, so he quickly scattered it for them to eat, the little guys had sweet mouths, and then Guo Guo immediately said thank you brother.

After receiving the candy, the little apprentices ran to the side like little pigeons, watching the master talking to Ye Wan, their eyes shining with curiosity.

At this time, a sharp-eyed apprentice brought Ye Wan a chair and made hot tea.

"How do you say that? I've become a senior brother so soon." Ye Wan took a sip of tea and asked Lu Xincheng a little embarrassedly.

"You want to learn opera from me, of course you are my apprentice, so they must call you Senior Brother." After Lu Xincheng said this, although his face was still so cold and quiet, his eyes were a little hard to detect Surprises passed by.

Ye Wan saw that the little apprentices were a little ragged and looked pitiful, and asked Lu Xincheng, "Have all these children lived here for a long time?"

At this time, there was a young apprentice with a very stiff body, who was practicing opera from a distance, and his singing style was a bit like Lu Xincheng's.

Lu Xincheng looked at the child practicing opera, and turned around to answer Ye Wan's question just now: "We are not like a school where we can go home every day. There is no home for those who study opera here, and some children don't even have a home. Living here, there are some people who can’t afford to eat in this industry, and their parents are reluctant to take them back, but that kind of situation is very rare.”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the delicate and weak Ye Wan: "Master Ye, do you want to learn opera?"

When talking about learning opera, what Ye Wan thought was that in the old theater troupe, if she couldn't sing well, she would be beaten by her master, but she couldn't restrain her curiosity. He turned his snow-white and delicate face and looked at Lu Xin. Cheng, said a sentence for a long time: "I want to... learn, can I?"

Lu Xincheng smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice, "You have the face of a female role, so you are not suitable to follow me. Besides, you have passed the best years of learning opera, but if you want to learn how to play, you can practice moves with me, that's fine." Get fit."

As soon as he spoke, he stood up and walked to a row of shelves full of long guns and daggers. He was wearing a short jacket, showing his strong and beautiful muscles. The various weapons on the shelf matched his tall and straight figure.

This reminded Ye Wan of the record she listened to in the morning. Lu Xincheng's figure at this moment and her singing at that time overlapped in Ye Wan's heart. There are thousands of troops and horses, which makes people feel full of security.

Lu Xincheng took down a long gun from the shelf, he turned his head and wanted to put this gun in Ye Wan's hand first, and let him dance it around.

Unexpectedly, just as Ye Wan took the gun with her slender and thin wrist, her body sank, her strength was too weak, and her body was as soft as a puddle of water, she couldn't even pick up the gun.

He thought the gun was heavy, but seeing how effortlessly Lu Xincheng picked it up, he pouted his lips and danced with the gun a few times. They didn't give him face, they all huddled together and secretly laughed at him.

Lu Xincheng was afraid that he wouldn't get rid of his face, so he leaned his head and whispered in his ear, "I'll let them go to another courtyard."

After saying this, he immediately turned his head and said to the young apprentices: "Everyone will practice here first, and have a day off. Tomorrow, the master will treat everyone to eat candied haws."

The children scattered happily, and some of them seemed to be unable to get enough of it. They sized up Ye Wan as they walked. In their eyes, this senior brother was really good at singing, with a first-class face and figure. One's perfect.

However, the children practice very hard on weekdays, and it is rare for them to have time off. They are always thinking about playing, so they soon disappear like tired birds returning to the forest.

After a while, only Lu Xincheng and Ye Wan were left in the yard.

Ye Wan didn't have any foundation in kung fu practice, not only did he not keep up with his posture, but also his little face was flushed from being tired by a gun, and the tip of his nose was sweating, but it was this that made him really want to ask for advice.

"Master, I don't know how to do it, please teach me more." His voice was low, and his attitude was full of humility.

"Well, okay, you villain, practice casually, don't make it so hard." Lu Xincheng said.

Lu Xincheng went into the room and put on the record. Accompanied by the sound of powerful instruments, he and Ye Wan danced with guns and clubs in the huge yard for a while.

The two happily played for a while, then Lu Xincheng got inspired again, and led Ye Wan to the front yard, up to the stage, and taught him how to walk a few steps.

Today there is no musician, just the two of them in the empty theater, the lights are shining warmly.

The two people on the stage were equally radiant without costumes.

Lu Xincheng found a chair and sat down, and instructed Ye Wan to learn some footwork and posture.

At this moment there was an untimely noise at the door of the theatre.

Ye Wan stopped, and saw a sly-eyed guy in an official uniform with a matchstick in his mouth, walking in with a figure-of-sight step, and a group of soldiers behind him.

Seeing this person, Lu Xincheng's face changed slightly, he took two steps forward, blocking Ye Wan behind him.

The atmosphere in the theater suddenly made people very tense.

Ye Wan touched Lu Xincheng's clothes, and poked her head slightly from behind him. The person who came was full of gangsters. In this year, there is always someone with the identity of a Liyuan opera bully. He smelled this kind of smell on this person. taste.

He hurriedly asked the system who the person who broke in suddenly was.

The system added the plot in a timely manner: "It's just a dog's leg. A while ago, Xiao Yuetian, a female actress in the troupe, was photographed by someone, and she has been singing in that person's house for several days. There just happened to be a play that Lu Xincheng had to act in. I can't sing, I've invited you over there several times, but Lu Xincheng didn't answer."

It turned out to be like this, but this was a drama bully, Ye Wan was a little scared, her little heart was beating thumpingly.

In the shadows under the stage, the owner of the theater nodded and bowed, still wiping his sweat: "Adjutant Qiu, what gust of wind brought you here."

The adjutant Qiu pushed the owner of the theater away, and he sold it to the stage in a few strides. He raised his head and looked at Lu Xincheng on the stage: "Boss Lu, after searching for a long time, it turns out that you are here. We asked about it. I haven't had your place for a few days, so let's go, Boss Lu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

There was a coldness in Lu Xincheng's voice: "I said earlier that I won't go, it has nothing to do with whether there is a venue or not."

Ye Wan was hidden behind Lu Xincheng, only revealing a little of her face. At this moment, Adjutant Qiu noticed a person standing behind him, and immediately changed his tone: "Who is this? Boss Lu's new friend?"

Ye Wan shivered in the shadow behind Lu Xincheng.

Adjutant Qiu turned his head and asked the attendants beside him: "Who is that person behind Lu Xincheng?"

Originally, Ye Wan was hidden behind her back, but the sharp-eyed and clever person recognized him when he poked his head just now.

The man leaned on Adjutant Qiu's ear and said:

"Ye Xiaoyao."