[Lao Jiumen] Qin and Se are in control, so be quiet
Chapter 7 Facebook
The second master's wine was really strong enough, he just drank it like this and fell into a coma until the sun was high before waking up, he didn't even know that Yanxiu had left.Although I have a splitting headache, I still have to get up in the end.I stepped on the ground in a daze, changed my clothes, straightened my hair in front of the mirror, and went out.
To be honest, although I am slowly adapting to life here, I still can't get used to this face.This face is ugly, but it's not ugly, on the contrary, it's very beautiful, but I always feel that my own face is the prettiest.
This is narcissism, there is no salvation.
It’s just the address that makes me feel harsh, especially from the second master. Although he will call me "Jing girl" now, sometimes he can't help calling me "girl", which makes people feel uncomfortable.It was as if I was a substitute for his dead wife.Oh no, maybe he bought me because I look like a girl.
So... After all, I'm still a stand-in.
Hey, forget it, just be a substitute, anyway, someone is raising it, so if it comes, it will be safe.
"Ah, it's Miss Jing, this way please."
After eating, I always want to go for a walk, but at the end of the walk, I still sneak to the opera in the opera.The doorman of the opera garden seems to have listened to the second master's order. As long as I come, I will be unimpeded, and I can enter and leave the troupe at will, and even enter the place where the second master puts on his makeup backstage.
Because, only there are oil paints.
When performing on stage, oil paint is the most basic cosmetic product. There is no such advanced thing as a makeup sponge these days, so many of them can only be applied by hand.At this time, the sound of gongs and drums sounded at the front desk, and I could only sit in the background tinkering with these gadgets, drawing and listening.
What to draw?egg!Draw a face on the empty eggshell, and put it on the second master's dressing table after painting, which proves that I have been here today.
Huadan is actually a small game that I have played since I was a child.Knock a small hole in the top and bottom of the egg, then blow out the contents, wash it carefully, dry it, and paint the face.In the beginning, the eggs were either crushed or smashed, and it took at least half a day to make a finished product.But now, it is estimated that after one play is sung, one can be drawn. If the inspiration is enough, it is no problem to draw a few more.
Slow work and meticulous work, the more anxious you are, the more difficult it is to draw well, just like stargazing and finding your way, the more anxious you are, the more difficult it is to see the direction.I raised my hand and tapped the eggshell, and the eggshell rolled on the table twice and then stopped. I wanted to say that the eggshell I drew today was a little distracted, and I actually got a Q when I was painting, and it was like a Q version. Mu Guiying's Facebook.
Ah, I really am not a drawing material.
"Miss Jing, Miss Jing." Before the play was over, the voice of the second master in charge rang in his ears.
"Miss Jing, did you promise the young master that she would go to school to pick him up yesterday? The young master was still talking about it when he had breakfast this morning."
Ah, yes, I did say that I was going to pick up Xu Xiu!I regained my senses and glanced at the steward, then nodded, and straightened the eggshell: "Thank you, if you don't say I forgot, then I'll leave first."
"Miss Jing, go slowly."
When the song always finished singing the curtain call, when Er Yuehong returned to the stage in a costume and saw the face on the dressing table, she knew that Jing Hao had come.Ask the steward when she left, the steward replied that she had been away for a while, and went to pick up the young master.
Pick up the young master... Er Yuehong picked up the egg on the table and looked at it, then waved her hand to let the steward leave.
"Why do you look like a child?" Er Yuehong turned the face upside down, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently raised a slight arc. Then, he opened the cabinet beside him and put the face inside.
And in the cabinet, there are already 9 Facebook eggs, and this is the tenth one.
The place where Yanxiu went to school was not far from the theatre, and the walking distance was about a quarter of an hour.Originally, every day when he left school, someone from the house would invite a car to pick him up, but after seeing me today, he said he wanted to walk home, and those who had to follow the car had to get out of the car and walk with him.
Can you imagine what it's like to have three or five people following you like bodyguards?The whole thing looked like they were being watched, and they wanted to send them away, but they were as stubborn as cows, saying that the world is not peaceful now, and they have to protect the safety of Young Master Yanxiu and Miss Jing.
"Well, how about this, you send the young master home first, and I'll come back after I go shopping." I really don't like being followed, so I tried to get rid of the group of people, but considering that Yanxiu was here, I squatted down The lower body said to Yanxiu, "Yanxiu, you go home first, mother is going to buy something small."
"Well, good." Yanxiu nodded, "The mother should come back soon."
Yes, just went to buy some small things, will definitely be back sooner.I stood up and patted Yanxiu on the shoulder, but when I turned around to leave, I didn't forget to point to those who wanted to follow my footsteps.
Uh, don't follow me!
Although I deliberately warned them not to follow me, I know that some of them will follow me secretly, just like their stubborn words: This world is not peaceful.
This world is really not peaceful, because after walking around for so long, I saw a thief in front of me who was about to reach out to grab a girl's handbag.At this time, it is definitely useless to yell loudly to catch the thief. It is the best policy to rush over quickly to catch everyone dirty and beat them up.
"The good ones don't learn from the bad ones, and I tell you to steal them!" The thief was probably in a daze, and he was beaten up before he even stole the bag, so he had to drop the bag and run away quickly.
"Oh, what are you running for!" Seeing the thief running away, I picked up the bag on the ground, patted it twice and handed it back to the girl, "Here, yours."
"Thank you." The girl took the bag and thanked her repeatedly, but when she looked up and saw me, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to her normal expression and said, "I don't know your name?"
"Hi Lin Jing, how about you?"
"Close the silver screen."
"Guan Yinping? The third lady of Guan Yu's family?" I couldn't help joking when I heard this familiar name, "Girl, is your family worshiping Guan Gong?"
It is common for businessmen to worship Guan Gong, but this girl's dress is not bad. If she is not a businessman, then she is the lady of a dignified family.
"Haha, my family worships Buddha." Guan Yinping suddenly laughed happily, "Well, my house is right in front, and there is a big Buddha buried in the yard. I wonder if Ms. Lin is interested in sitting in the humble house for a while?"
Can the Buddha still be buried in the yard?When I heard this, my eyes almost burst into stars. How could there be such a miracle?Of course you have to check it out!
To be honest, although I am slowly adapting to life here, I still can't get used to this face.This face is ugly, but it's not ugly, on the contrary, it's very beautiful, but I always feel that my own face is the prettiest.
This is narcissism, there is no salvation.
It’s just the address that makes me feel harsh, especially from the second master. Although he will call me "Jing girl" now, sometimes he can't help calling me "girl", which makes people feel uncomfortable.It was as if I was a substitute for his dead wife.Oh no, maybe he bought me because I look like a girl.
So... After all, I'm still a stand-in.
Hey, forget it, just be a substitute, anyway, someone is raising it, so if it comes, it will be safe.
"Ah, it's Miss Jing, this way please."
After eating, I always want to go for a walk, but at the end of the walk, I still sneak to the opera in the opera.The doorman of the opera garden seems to have listened to the second master's order. As long as I come, I will be unimpeded, and I can enter and leave the troupe at will, and even enter the place where the second master puts on his makeup backstage.
Because, only there are oil paints.
When performing on stage, oil paint is the most basic cosmetic product. There is no such advanced thing as a makeup sponge these days, so many of them can only be applied by hand.At this time, the sound of gongs and drums sounded at the front desk, and I could only sit in the background tinkering with these gadgets, drawing and listening.
What to draw?egg!Draw a face on the empty eggshell, and put it on the second master's dressing table after painting, which proves that I have been here today.
Huadan is actually a small game that I have played since I was a child.Knock a small hole in the top and bottom of the egg, then blow out the contents, wash it carefully, dry it, and paint the face.In the beginning, the eggs were either crushed or smashed, and it took at least half a day to make a finished product.But now, it is estimated that after one play is sung, one can be drawn. If the inspiration is enough, it is no problem to draw a few more.
Slow work and meticulous work, the more anxious you are, the more difficult it is to draw well, just like stargazing and finding your way, the more anxious you are, the more difficult it is to see the direction.I raised my hand and tapped the eggshell, and the eggshell rolled on the table twice and then stopped. I wanted to say that the eggshell I drew today was a little distracted, and I actually got a Q when I was painting, and it was like a Q version. Mu Guiying's Facebook.
Ah, I really am not a drawing material.
"Miss Jing, Miss Jing." Before the play was over, the voice of the second master in charge rang in his ears.
"Miss Jing, did you promise the young master that she would go to school to pick him up yesterday? The young master was still talking about it when he had breakfast this morning."
Ah, yes, I did say that I was going to pick up Xu Xiu!I regained my senses and glanced at the steward, then nodded, and straightened the eggshell: "Thank you, if you don't say I forgot, then I'll leave first."
"Miss Jing, go slowly."
When the song always finished singing the curtain call, when Er Yuehong returned to the stage in a costume and saw the face on the dressing table, she knew that Jing Hao had come.Ask the steward when she left, the steward replied that she had been away for a while, and went to pick up the young master.
Pick up the young master... Er Yuehong picked up the egg on the table and looked at it, then waved her hand to let the steward leave.
"Why do you look like a child?" Er Yuehong turned the face upside down, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently raised a slight arc. Then, he opened the cabinet beside him and put the face inside.
And in the cabinet, there are already 9 Facebook eggs, and this is the tenth one.
The place where Yanxiu went to school was not far from the theatre, and the walking distance was about a quarter of an hour.Originally, every day when he left school, someone from the house would invite a car to pick him up, but after seeing me today, he said he wanted to walk home, and those who had to follow the car had to get out of the car and walk with him.
Can you imagine what it's like to have three or five people following you like bodyguards?The whole thing looked like they were being watched, and they wanted to send them away, but they were as stubborn as cows, saying that the world is not peaceful now, and they have to protect the safety of Young Master Yanxiu and Miss Jing.
"Well, how about this, you send the young master home first, and I'll come back after I go shopping." I really don't like being followed, so I tried to get rid of the group of people, but considering that Yanxiu was here, I squatted down The lower body said to Yanxiu, "Yanxiu, you go home first, mother is going to buy something small."
"Well, good." Yanxiu nodded, "The mother should come back soon."
Yes, just went to buy some small things, will definitely be back sooner.I stood up and patted Yanxiu on the shoulder, but when I turned around to leave, I didn't forget to point to those who wanted to follow my footsteps.
Uh, don't follow me!
Although I deliberately warned them not to follow me, I know that some of them will follow me secretly, just like their stubborn words: This world is not peaceful.
This world is really not peaceful, because after walking around for so long, I saw a thief in front of me who was about to reach out to grab a girl's handbag.At this time, it is definitely useless to yell loudly to catch the thief. It is the best policy to rush over quickly to catch everyone dirty and beat them up.
"The good ones don't learn from the bad ones, and I tell you to steal them!" The thief was probably in a daze, and he was beaten up before he even stole the bag, so he had to drop the bag and run away quickly.
"Oh, what are you running for!" Seeing the thief running away, I picked up the bag on the ground, patted it twice and handed it back to the girl, "Here, yours."
"Thank you." The girl took the bag and thanked her repeatedly, but when she looked up and saw me, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to her normal expression and said, "I don't know your name?"
"Hi Lin Jing, how about you?"
"Close the silver screen."
"Guan Yinping? The third lady of Guan Yu's family?" I couldn't help joking when I heard this familiar name, "Girl, is your family worshiping Guan Gong?"
It is common for businessmen to worship Guan Gong, but this girl's dress is not bad. If she is not a businessman, then she is the lady of a dignified family.
"Haha, my family worships Buddha." Guan Yinping suddenly laughed happily, "Well, my house is right in front, and there is a big Buddha buried in the yard. I wonder if Ms. Lin is interested in sitting in the humble house for a while?"
Can the Buddha still be buried in the yard?When I heard this, my eyes almost burst into stars. How could there be such a miracle?Of course you have to check it out!
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