I wish you a floating life like a dream, I wish you a jar of sugar

Since Hong Zhengbao told Luo Fusheng not to worry about business matters today, no one dared to bother him anymore, and it was rare for him to have a free day.After a good night's sleep during the day, he was much more energetic, but his sleeping position on the sofa was not very good. When he woke up, his neck was very sore. Luo Fusheng raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck. The woman in his arms The nightdress slid to the ground following his movements.

He quickly picked up the clothes, folded them carefully and put them back into the box, but after thinking about it, he felt that if his behavior was seen by others, he might be regarded as a pervert, so he opened the box and stuffed the clothes down again. plugged.

After changing his clothes, he went downstairs to have something to eat. Luo Fusheng greeted Luo Cheng and went to the Longfu Theater together. He had been busy with business matters for a while before, so it was rare for him to be free today, so he had to go and listen to it.In addition, he has been brooding about the sound in the Tianying record, and this time he just had the opportunity to find the answer.

Longfu Theater sang "Standing the Horse" today. After her appearance on the stage, Eighth Sister Yang, played by Tianying, attracted a lot of applause as before. Tianxing stood on the side of the stage and secretly looked down the stage. Luo Fusheng in the middle.

This seemed to be the second time she saw Luo Fusheng in the theater.

"Tianxing, where did you put the square flag you mended last time?" The elder sister suddenly came to look for her, and Tianxing hurriedly got off the stage.

Luo Fusheng glanced at the side of the stage when he was sitting under the stage just now, and seemed to see the shadow of Tianxing, but he disappeared again. He scratched his head, wondering if he was hallucinating, and then he was caught by the libretto of Bajie Yang on the stage. attract.This time it was no longer the voice coming from the vinyl record. After hearing it on the spot, he became more and more aware of the difference between the two voices. Even though the two sang different plays, he could still hear the difference.Was it really not Duan Tianying who sang the opera last time?But when he went backstage, he saw that she was the only person wearing makeup, and she was also her figure. There is no such thing as a person with two voices in this world, so there is only one possibility left. It was indeed Duan Tianying who was on stage that day, but she was Literally singing, there is another person who sang "The Meeting of Heroes".

who can that be?

Luo Fusheng stared at Eighth Sister Yang who was fighting with Jiao Guangpu on the stage. The original simple moves had evolved into a series of chair exercises. Tianying stepped on the gongs and drums to hit a fixed point on the stage, and the applause from the audience was thunderous. , he suddenly had an idea.

Luo Cheng came to greet him and whispered a few words, and it was the first time in Luo Fu's life that he left the theater when the performance on stage was not finished.Luo Cheng went backstage and found Tianxing: "Miss Tianxing."

Tian Xing had just prepared the things for the next game, so he was a little surprised to see Luo Cheng come in.Isn't Luo Fusheng listening to an opera outside?What are you looking for her at this time?

Luo Cheng came up to her and whispered to her, then Tianxing sighed helplessly, and turned to look for Duan Tianci. "Brother, I have prepared all the things I will use for the next game, and I have told Elder Sister where to put the props. I have something to go out for a while."

Looking at her fingers, Tianci saw several costumes neatly folded in the corner, and asked her, "Where are you going so late?"

Tianxing pondered for a while, but decided to tell the truth: "Luo Fusheng is looking for me." She turned her head to look at Luo Cheng who was still waiting at the backstage door.

Duan Tianci also recognized Luo Cheng, and subconsciously didn't want Tianxing to go, but thinking that she had agreed to Luo Fusheng's conditions in order to get back the IOU, she really had no position to stop her: "Then...then you should be careful and come back early."

"Okay." Tianxing nodded in response, and then followed Luo Cheng out of the theater.

Originally, she thought that Luo Fusheng would let her go to MGM, but brother Luo Cheng took her to the park near the theater, wandered around the dimly lit park for a long time, and finally came to the small lake In a gazebo next to it.There are not many street lights installed in the park, but there are rarely two beside the gazebo. In addition, the moon is quite big tonight, so the gazebo is not too dark.

Luo Fusheng arrived one step ahead of them, and was leaning on the railing on the side facing the water to watch the scenery, with a flat wine jug in his hand.He was wearing a light blue shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, with black overalls underneath, and black leather military boots on his feet. He was neat and tidy.Hearing them coming, he turned around and waved to Tianxing: "Hurry up, hurry up, you two are snails, why are you so slow?"

Tianxing stopped two steps away from the gazebo, and stared blankly at Luo Fusheng who was not far away. The moonlight made him white and translucent, like a piece of warm jade. She somehow felt that he looked good just standing there. tight.It must be that the moonlight tonight is so beautiful that it softens people's mood, she thought so, patted her chest lightly, and walked towards the gazebo. "Luo Fusheng, my sister is still singing on stage, you are not in the theater to listen to the play, why did you call me here?"

Luo Fusheng smiled as usual: "I want to hear you sing right now, can't I?"

"Okay! Why not?" Tian Xing nodded, "Master Luo is really different, even the place where he listens to the opera is chosen so uniquely."

Luo Fusheng pretended not to understand the teasing meaning in her words, but still shook his head triumphantly: "Not bad, isn't it? The gazebo by the lake, watching the moon while listening to the opera, how pleasant!"

Tian Xing almost laughed out loud, and forced himself to pretend to be indifferent and asked, "Then I don't know which one Master Luo wants to hear today?"

Luo Fusheng looked at her and looked at the scenery outside the gazebo. Today happened to be the fifteenth day, the moon was hanging big and round, and the bright moonlight was shining down cleanly, reflecting on the surface of the small lake full of broken silver. With a thought, he tapped the railing unconsciously with his fingers: "Let's just play "The Drunken Concubine"."

Tian Xing was stunned, he didn't expect him to click this, he was silent for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth and sang: "The ice wheel on the island is turning, see the jade rabbit, and the jade rabbit has risen to the east again, the ice wheel is far away from the island, the universe is very bright, and the bright moon is in the sky , just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace..."

She sang a Siping tune with a flexible rhythm, coupled with her melodious voice, the words were clear and pure, and she sang to the fullest the mood of concubine Yang Guifei who was looking forward to joy when she was going to Baihuating along the road.Because it was just singing a cappella, Tianxing just leaned on the fence and sang, without any dance steps and figures that should have been there, at most, he occasionally flipped a few tricks with his hands, but those eyes were full of vigor, tenderness and agility.

Luo Fusheng leaned on the pavilion and watched her sing, occasionally took a sip of wine, and involuntarily beat the time to her tune with his empty hand, and unexpectedly she glanced over, his drinking hand froze in the air , It was like being hit on the heart with a small mallet, and my whole body became numb.

Winking like silk, that's about it.

Luo Fusheng looked at the girl singing under the moon, and gradually became a little dazed.I don't know if he drank too much wine, but he seemed to have returned to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, watching Yang Yuhuan, who was loved by thousands of people, approaching him step by step.She came closer, bowed to him with lowered eyebrows, he reached out and hooked her chin, and lifted her face up, revealing those pair of cut pupils.She smiled at him, coquettishly and timidly raised her sleeves and brushed the tip of his nose. Before he could react, she had already walked away, and stood five steps away looking at him with her lips covered, wanting to refuse to return.

With a thought in his mind, Luo Fusheng stepped forward to catch up.

"Luo Fusheng, what are you going to do?!" Tianxing's voice brought him back to his senses, and when he came to his senses, he had already cornered him in the corner of the gazebo, huddled into a ball and looked at him defensively.

Luo Fusheng blinked, and then blinked again, and then leaned on the mistake: "Li Longji failed the beauty back then, but I, Luo Fusheng, am a sympathetic person. How dare you not go to the appointment when the beauty invites you?"

Tianxing pressed tightly against the pavilion pillars, she was a little overwhelmed and turned her head away to dare not look at him, his breath sprayed unceremoniously on her earlobe, it was hot and smelled of alcohol, she was enveloped in this In the unfamiliar atmosphere, his face was flushed as if he was drunk and his body was weak: "You... what are you talking about?"

Luo Fusheng moved closer, the tip of his nose was almost touching her cheek, he smelled the clear fragrance of her body, like a quiet lotus pond in a midsummer night, the sound of frogs, insects, and flowers shy away, tempting him to get closer.But he was still sensible after all, and after condemning himself again, he leaned into her ear and said, "That day, was it you?"

Tianxing's mind was a little confused, and he didn't realize what he said at all: "What?"

Luo Fusheng took a step back, leaned on the railing and bent down to look directly at Tianxing, with a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth: "That day at the Longfu Theater, you were the one who sang "The Meeting of Heroes" instead of Jiu Suihong, right?"

Tian Xing immediately became alert: "What nonsense are you talking about! The one who was on stage that day was obviously my sister." She didn't understand how Luo Fusheng could tell, but there was no one else listening to the opera in the theater that day, as long as she didn't admit it, Luo Fusheng There is no proof in life, he can't do anything to them.

"That's right, it's indeed Duan Tianying on stage, but..." Luo Fusheng shook the jug, paused for a moment before continuing: "But it's not her who is singing, it's you. I didn't have time to come to the theater before, so let Luo Cheng recorded Duan Tianying's vinyl record on the spot, but no matter how I listened to it, I still felt that it was different from the first time I heard it. At first I thought it was because of the distortion of the record, but just listening to it in the theater made me understand Come here for a few minutes. In addition to your passage just now, I am even more sure that it was not Duan Tianying who sang "The Meeting of Heroes" that night, but you!" He said with absolute certainty, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

Tian Xing looked around in a panic, afraid that his words just now would be overheard by others: "Luo Fusheng, be careful what you say, do you know that these words will ruin our troupe?!" It was discovered that not only Tianying's reputation would be ruined, but their entire troupe would no longer be able to gain a foothold in Liyuan.

Luo Fusheng understood her concerns, but he really wanted to ask the truth: "I know, so I'll just tell you. You just need to tell me yes or no, and I guarantee that no one else will know about it."

Tianxing didn't want to lie to him, but she couldn't admit it, she panicked under his gaze, murmured for a long time, finally bit her lip and turned her head cruelly to look at Weiwei's lake. "no!"

Luo Fusheng had already guessed the truth when he saw her reaction, he understood her thoughts, so he stopped forcing: "Okay, I understand." Then he sighed again, folded his arms and looked distressed: "What should I do? You have fallen into my hands again, alas, how can I make good use of it?"

"You!" The feeling of gratitude that just appeared disappeared in an instant, Tian Xing pointed at Luo Fusheng's nose, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"What am I?"

"You...don't slander people! Without evidence, who would believe you?"

Luo Fu smiled, showing sixteen neat teeth: "Just because I am the second head of the Hong family and Dongjiang is a famous drama idiot, if you say that if I go out and say such a sentence, even if there is no evidence, there will always be people who believe it." Bar?"

Tian Xing was at a loss for words, but knew what he was saying was the truth, she puffed her cheeks angrily, and stared at him with staring eyes, as if she wanted to catch him and chew him up. "Then what do you want?"

Luo Fusheng scratched his chin, clicked his tongue, and said in a very magnanimous tone: "It's not a big deal, and I can't care about it with you, so how about it, you go to the United States tomorrow when you are free." Gao Mei, if I ask Luo Cheng to record another record for you, it will be regarded as paying half of the hush money first."

"Half?! Luo Fusheng, you...you..." Tian Xing really wanted to jump up and scratch his mean smiling face: "You are really shameless!"

Luo Fusheng chuckled: "I'm shameless now, what's the matter?" He grinned, hid his teeth with his lips, leaned over his mouth like a toothless old man and shook his head at her.

Tian Xing glared at him angrily, but he still approached him shamelessly. In the end, she was still amused by him, stretched out her hand to push away the winking face, and said in disgust, "I've never seen a gang leader like you."

Luo Fusheng took a sip of wine, and said old-fashionedly: "That's because you little girl has seen less of the world." He lay on the railing and looked at the reeds swinging by the lake, and asked her: "You say you sing better than your sister It’s much better, why didn’t you do it by yourself that day? Why don’t you hide behind, afraid of life?”

Tianxing was silent for a long time before replying: "Yes, I dare not."

Luo Fusheng couldn't believe it a hundred times: "Tch! As long as you have bear gall, you still have..." He reached out to nod her head, but saw her extremely serious side face, and the moonlight shone down, illuminating her. With her slightly lowered face, she looked at the shimmering water surface, but her eyes were long and deep, as if she was caught in a certain memory, a certain painful, unbearable, and disturbing memory.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but at this moment Tianxing was no longer the innocent and lively girl he had seen before, there was a clearly visible struggle in her eyes, and he could even feel her body trembling slightly.He felt a bit of fear, this kind of Tianxing was so fragile that he seemed to jump from here at any time, he couldn't help calling her name: "Tianxing."

It took Tianxing a while to react, and turned around in a trance, as if waking up from a dream: "What's wrong?"

Luo Fusheng looked at her for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and reached out to poke her cheek: "You looked so silly just now!"

Tian Xing narrowed his eyes, turned his face to the side to bite him, Luo Fusheng retracted his hands and dodged it, and then saw her dislike him as usual: "Where do you think you can be so smart? Luo Fusheng!"

Ha, that's great!

Luo Fusheng pinched her waist unexpectedly, causing the girl to cry out in surprise, and then quickly escaped from the gazebo, standing on the path in shock.

Tian Xing stood there and glared at him, then raised his skirt and chased after him: "Luo Fusheng, stop!"