Republic of China drama

The stairs were not wide, so she walked up the stairs.

The light brightened and dimmed, intertwined and confused in front of my eyes.

Jiang Wanwan clutched the costume tightly, the finely twisted gold thread pressed against the palm of her hand at the pattern, it was painless.

No pain, no itching.

Just now, she did it on purpose and sincerely.

Deliberately broke the boat and hoped that Qing Gu's sword would take a slant, and it was really the piety of wanting to continue singing.

She is gambling.

He bet that Lu Qingying would see her, bet that those undisguised recklessness would not be disgusted.

At this moment, my heartbeat was like a ball of thread kneaded into countless knots, twisted and tangled again.The most critical thread, and the rest of his life, which was as precarious as duckweed, were held in the hands of the woman on the second floor.

Regardless of whether she wins or loses, if she insists on opening her voice today, the Baihua Theater will not be a place for her to stay.

"Thank you for the reward to the Second Young Master and the Third Miss."

When Jiang Wanwan heard Jin Zhi's voice, she spoke softly, as if she could wring out water, but there was also deliberate temptation in her heart.

When an ordinary man saw her, his heart softened, and he couldn't even say a word.

It's a pity that Gu San is not.

She is a woman.

Xiang Xing's name was in front of Gu Qingying's, and even the surname "Gu" was omitted, as if to say that the woman's surname is not necessary if she is engaged to the Xiang family.

No matter who the White Snake wanted to seduce, Lu Qingying frowned unintentionally with one sentence.

Jiang Wanwan paused, then approached the golden nanmu chair, and approached the woman who was sitting freely.

Fashionable short permed hair with slightly curled ends, a hairstyle she had never seen among the people coming and going in the theater.Even if Gu San just showed his back, his invisible temperament still catches people's eyes.

She abandoned all techniques, and just called softly: "Miss Gu San."

It is like a clear Liquan flowing through, refreshing the heart and lungs.

Hearing the sound, Lu Qingying turned her head to the side, her face hidden in the darkness changed from depth to depth, as if only half of the makeup was on, and those extremely charming peach blossom eyes hooked people's souls.

At this moment, the thread in Jiang Wanwan's heart was pulled violently, and her whole body was suffocated, but the vibration in her chest started to accelerate instead.

The long-lost feeling of familiarity embedded in the bone marrow suddenly struck as the man turned his head.

"Ah."

Lu Qingying looked away casually, holding the cigarette butt in her right hand, twisting it in the Laisi burning blue ashtray, and extinguished the cigarette.

She got up and turned around, completely revealing that alluring face.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and expensive outfits add to the extravagance, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Even Jin Zhi couldn't help being amazed, this is the real upper-class lady, not just following the fashion, Miss Gu San herself is fashionable.

Jiang Wanwan tried her best to suppress the ups and downs of her breathing, not to be violent, not to lose her composure.

Lu Qingying stared at Jin Zhi for a moment.The promised smiles are all the same.

Then he took a few steps towards Jiang Wanwan.

The woman was a head taller than Jiang Wanwan, and looked down.

Those long and narrow eyes were so clearly in front of her eyes, as Gu Qingying got closer and closer, her nose was straight, her skin was smooth and white, and her black eyelashes were distinct.

Jiang Wanwan was captured by her eyes and almost lost her mind.

Lu Qingying raised her hand, and when her fingertips were about to touch the girl's face, her wrist was suddenly grasped in a panic.

The palms against the wrists were sweaty and warm.

Girl is nervous.

Lu Qingying was not used to this kind of touch, and wanted to pull out her hand, but Jiang Wanwan immediately let go of her.

"I'm not allowed to touch?"

"No, there's oil paint on my face, I'm afraid it will stain Miss San's hands."

Lu Qingying carefully looked at the girl's lips, the blush covering the light lip lines was different from the one on the cheeks.

Thinking of this, she raised her hand to press on his lips.

Outlined by the bright red, soft, plump and delicate.

She doesn't know that a man's lips feel like this.

The red rouge rubbed onto her fingertips, and Lu Qingying rubbed it, probably more evenly.

This kind of teasing, but I don't know how the girl's heart is trembling like a storm.

"A hundred flowers bloom, and this flower is about to wither."

As soon as the words fell, the old foreign lamps in the box flickered in a dignified manner.

Dou Xingui was at the side, wanting to intervene, but Miss Gu San ignored the flattery this time, and did not leave room for mediation when speaking, and did not give her a chance to intervene.

Lu Qingying spoke slowly again: "Have you been with anyone before?"

It was asking Jiang Wanwan, the voice was so soft that only two people could hear it clearly.

Jiang Wan shook her head wanly, the hairpins and tinsel fluttered, and the jewels were shining under the light, as if they were dancing lightly.

"Hmm..." Lu Qingying protracted the end of her voice, neither pleasant nor unhappy, so that people could not see the emotion.

"I can support you, but you have to follow me in the future, how about it?"

"Miss Three!"

The voice was distorted and harsh, and the softness on the surface was cracked.

It was the golden branch that was left hanging aside, full of resentment and unwillingness, with eyes as sharp as a knife, like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake letter.

But when Lu Qingying turned her head to look at Jin Zhi, with a little bit of displeasure after being disturbed, she felt like a lump in her throat, unable to speak a word.

What to say?

Why don't you throw money at me?

No matter how bad she is, she is still Baihua's pillar, how could she open her mouth like this!

I thought that Lu Qingying would ignore it, but then I heard her say: "I'm not a fancier, but I also know that Tsing Yi is Zhengdan, who pretends to be a loyal, gentle and decent person, so there's no need to put everything you want into it." In the eyes."

White ruined the show.

Lu Qingying's gaze lightly shifted over again.

"Follow." Jiang Wanwan said suddenly, the girl's unpolished voice was innocent and innocent, "From now on, I will follow Miss San."

"Oh?" Lu Qingying didn't say yes or no, "Then, are you still arguing about singing?"

Listening to the voice, without tolerance and doting, is more like accusing.

Jiang Wanwan shook her head.

Sure enough, the next sentence was: "It's not worry-free to ask someone to shout a second time."

"Qingying, the venue is broken up today, and the broken items are still damaged when they are connected again. Why talk so much to an actor, if I don't explain this matter, I won't even be able to sleep at night alright."

Xiang Xing, who had been acting as a backdrop for the curtain, finally turned around, his lips were thin, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and there seemed to be turmoil in them.Looking at the momentum of flipping his hands to stir up the situation, he must be a businessman born to be rewarded with money and money.

Lu Qingying suddenly calmed down, and a smile floated to the corner of his lips: "What I owe you, I have to pay back slowly in the future."

The young couple flirted a few words, and finally she told casually: "Go and take off your makeup, and sent a message to the young master, I have to accompany you tonight."

The woman's eyes hurriedly stayed on Jiang Wanwan's face for a moment: "After the green snake has removed her makeup, go to the door to find Uncle He."

The three of them moved in response, and the chatter and laughter on the second floor gradually faded away.

Jin Zhi kept staring at Jiang Wanwan viciously, and waited until he got down the stairs, and only opened his mouth when there was no one there: "What are you pretending to do? You can really do the despicable thing of eavesdropping on people's conversations."

Before Jiang Wanwan could speak, Mu Qing said flatly, "Junior Sister, that's enough."

In the past when he was practicing singing in a courtyard, Jin Zhi respected and feared him the senior brother the most, but whenever he opened his mouth, no matter how he defended the master, he would not trust others, and if he offended this senior brother, he would inevitably be scolded and beaten.

It's been a long time since I heard a serious sentence, and I couldn't refute it.Jin Zhi's heart was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Why do you speak for her?"

Mu Qing turned a blind eye, turned to look at Jiang Wanwan, his pupils were like ice caves bubbling with cold, and so did his words.

"You shouldn't go on singing."

The Liyuan is chaotic, but the chaos is complete, at most it can be regarded as a group of ignorant children playing around, those intrigues in the courtyard outside are beyond their imagination, and if they are careless, they will disappear.

"But that's the end of the matter," Jiang Wanwan showed a quiet smile, "I have no choice."

Where there is no choice, it is obviously all expected.

Seeing that she knew it well, Mu Qing didn't talk nonsense.

"Go back and take off your make-up and let it go. In the future, each will sing their own songs and play their own roles. In fact, no one will hinder anyone."

This is to imply that Jin Zhi should not care about it.He is a big brother in the theater troupe, although he is unwilling, but he still has a burden on his shoulders, and if there is one thing that is too biased, he only mentions a few words, which is worthy of his heart.

Backstage at the make-up, the bottles and jars were still placed as before, as if the owner was about to paint.The white costume hanging on the iron frame has already fallen, like a withered white flower being crushed to the ground, the scenery is gone.

Jiang Wanwan walked over, picked up the costume and put it back together.

This is her usual job.

He took off the costume on his body in two or three strokes, brushed the fine silk and soft satin from his hands, and hung it on the shelf, dangling again and again.Blue leaves and pink flowers are embroidered with silk thread, and there is a depressive luxury under the lamp.

She sat back in front of the bronze mirror, raised her hand and took off her head one by one.

Paozi, big top flowers, temple bats, and pickles are picked indiscriminately, and the method is lost, but it is so fast.Immediately, the table was filled with hairpins and tins, water gauze nets and headbands, everything was ready.

When I first came to the stage today, my head was too heavy to bear, if there is a heavy weight, I finally feel more relaxed and comfortable after removing my head.

After putting the things she picked back into place, she pinched the toilet paper on the side, soaked it in sesame oil, and began to remove makeup.

Eyebrows, cheeks, forehead, and lead have all faded away, revealing a watery and delicate face.

I was also taken aback by the sight, the scorpion head and crescent eyebrows, Jianshui Qiutong, all the words that could describe a 19-year-old girl were written on this beautiful face.