Douluo's Mistake

"Lin Mo Nian, hurry up, it's your turn!" A man in costume hurriedly walked over.

He gently raised his eyes and looked at the thick curtain that separated the front and back of the stage. Lin Mo Nian's movements were still unhurried. He inserted the last hairpin into his hair, then stood up slowly, and looked at the anxious person. Under his gaze, he slowly walked towards the curtain on the stage.

The drums were beating loudly outside, and Lin Mo Nian just happened to lift the curtain and walked out with light steps. There were many people sitting in the audience, and there were also many dignitaries in the booths on the second floor waiting for this "Farewell My Concubine" 》come.

Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, played by Chen Xi who was co-starring with Lin Mo-Nian just now, took the stage first, and he and several others acted out Xiang Yu's situation of being besieged on all sides. Now it is time for him to take the stage as Yu Ji.

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, Lin Mo Nian was dressed in fish scale armor, a Ruyi crown, and combed his hair in ancient costume. He changed his previous lazy attitude, put down the curtain in his hands, sang and walked, and attracted all the audience as soon as he spoke. It brought Yu Ji into a distressing and difficult situation.

"Ever since I followed the king on his expeditions to the east and west, enduring hardships and toil year after year, I only hate the ruthless Qin for ruining all living beings——" Lin Mo Nian walked to the center of the singing stage, turned around and took two steps back. At this time, four women disguised as maids had already stepped onto the stage and stood two by two apart.

Lin Mo Nian turned around and continued: "It only makes all the people miserable."

After a few moments of singing, Chen Xi led several soldiers to the stage and performed every move in a step-by-step manner before he started to sing: "I have picked out several generals in the Han camp with spears. How can I guard against being buried on all sides despite my bravery? I will pass on the general's order." Stop sending out troops and return to your tents."

Lin Mo Nian hurriedly greeted him and said: "Your Majesty——"

"You are so frightened by this implication." Chen Xi still sang this sentence. He raised his hand to support Lin Mo Nian, walked back with him, and sat on the chair that had been arranged.

Lin Mo Nian slightly raised his cloak and said, "Your Majesty, we are going to fight today. What will be the outcome?"

Under the stage, a tall and tall man sat in the corner at some point. He quietly watched Lin Mo Nian and Chen Xi singing in harmony with each other. He put his right hand on his lap and gently followed the rhythm of the gongs and drums. point.

Within a moment, a person quietly and quickly came to the man's side and whispered a few words.

Narrowing his eyes, the man nodded lightly, and then prepared to leave with the man, but before leaving, he couldn't help but look at the stage. To be precise, he glanced at "Yu Ji" again, but he happened to meet Lin Mo Nian inadvertently. Looking in this direction, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Lin Mo Nian, who was fully immersed in the opera, didn't care about this man. He didn't care who left and who stayed. Once the play started, even if there was no one in front of him, he had to finish singing.

Looking at the "overlord" in front of him, Lin Mo Nian continued to sing: "I advise the king to stop being depressed and relax."

"It's hard to defeat him from ten sides."

"Let's stand patiently and wait for the rescue."

"If you have no choice, how can you drink wine to soothe your sorrows and relieve your boredom?"

"..."

As Yu Ji committed suicide, Lin Mo Nian also stepped off the stage and took off her headdress and flowers one by one. After washing off the makeup that belonged to Yu Ji, she revealed a beautiful face, with a straight nose, crimson lips, and a pair of peach blossoms. The eyes are slightly raised, with a slight blush at the end of the eyes, and the eyes are like autumn water, revealing the meaning of laziness.

At this time, the man who first urged Lin Mo Nian to come on stage came over. His name was Weekend. Among the entire troupe, he was the kind of person who could only go on stage for a formality. No one would pay attention to him, and Lin Mo Nian is not only talented, but also has many opportunities to perform, which makes Zhou Zhou very jealous, and he is unhappy when he comes to look for him whenever he has the opportunity.

"Lin Mo Nian! This scene is so important, but you don't care if you waste time. Can you afford it?!"

Lin Mo Nian just looked at himself in the mirror calmly and wiped away some of the missed makeup. He still had long hair, which hung to the ground when he was sitting.

This indifferent attitude obviously angered Zhou Qing: "Lin Mo Nian! Did you hear me talking to you?!"

"Did I miss the time?" Lin Mo Nian snorted coldly.

"What...no."

"Then shut up." Lin Mo Nian put down what he was holding without even looking at Zhou Xing, whose eyes were red with anger.

Before the attack occurred over the weekend, two people who were obviously not from the theater troupe walked into the backstage. One was tall and the other was short. They were wearing Chinese tunic suits and did not look like ordinary people. They asked for Lin Mo Nian by name.

Hearing his name, Lin Mo Nian raised his eyebrows. He stood up and walked over: "Is something wrong?"

"Master Fu, please come."

"Master Fu?" Lin Mo Nian pondered these two words, but couldn't find the corresponding person in his memory. He simply gave up asking to get to the bottom of it, and instead raised his arm: "Let me change clothes. ?”

"No need." One of the tall ones refused: "Master Fu is waiting for you."

The subtext is, don't let this legendary Master Fu wait too long.

"Tsk." Lin Mo Nian was slightly unhappy, but he was indeed a little interested in the Master Fu they mentioned, so he nodded in agreement.

The theater troupe Lin Mo Nian was in was called Yitinge. It was the largest and most famous one in Wucheng. From time to time, some noble people from Kyoto came here just to listen to a play they loved.

Along the way, under a few probing words from Lin Mo Nian, the two of them also announced their family status. The taller one was called Sun Yin, and the other was called Sun Wei. They were just colleagues and both took orders from Master Fu.

Seeing that the place the two of them were going was getting further and further away, Lin Mo Nian felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but stop. Sun Yin and Sun Wei reacted immediately and stopped to look at him sideways.

"Um... is your master so far away?" Lin Mo Nian was a little frightened when facing these two expressionless faces. He raised his head and looked at the sky, "Look, the sky is also a little dark. It’s dark, how about I meet him another day?”

Sun Yin and Sun Wei looked at each other and immediately reached out to grab Lin Mo Nian's arm.

Lin Mo Nian's reaction was not slow, he turned around and wanted to run away. Unfortunately, no matter how agile he was, he was just an actor who stayed in the troupe all year round. Of course, he couldn't defeat these two men who looked very strong at first sight, and had to be killed by Sun Wei. He clutched his right wrist and dragged him forward. Sun Yin walked beside him to prevent him from escaping again.

Cursing secretly, Lin Mo Nian endured the pain from his wrist, gritted his teeth and followed the two of them to their destination without saying a word. It was a very hidden teahouse in the west of Wucheng. The theater troupe in the middle of Wucheng is of course a bit far away.

Sun Wei dragged Lin Mo Nian to the second floor of the teahouse. Sun Yin knocked on the door of one of the compartments. A reply came quickly from inside. The two of them took him and pushed the door open until the door opened again. After closing the door, Sun Weicai let go of Lin Mo Nian.

Entering the cubicle, Lin Mo Nian saw the man sitting at the middle table. He was wearing a white suit and slowly sipping the steaming tea on the table. The man looked up when he heard the movement and saw Lin Mo Nian's clothes and Sun Wei's movements couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Seeing the man's face, Lin Mo Nian immediately recognized that this was the man he saw at the theater, and then he snorted with dissatisfaction: "I didn't expect that the famous Master Fu's way of inviting people would be so strange. ."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help laughing.

No matter how famous he is, this famous actor in the troupe doesn't even know him. He is just trying to harm himself out of spite.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think well." The man raised his hand and poured another cup of tea, "You two, why don't you apologize to Master Lin quickly?"

"Master Lin, I'm sorry." The two simply bowed deeply to Lin Mo Nian.

"I can't bear the title of son."

Unable to help but rub his wrist which had been pinched for a long time, Lin Mo Nian sneered and sat down naturally.

"Master Lin is joking." He waved his hand and let Sun Yinsunwei leave the cubicle. The man had an extraordinary temperament, but his expression towards Lin Mo Nian was a little gentle: "My name is Fu Xin."

"The foreign master is attentive, and the middle school is married one after another. I am divided into cypresses at the age of nine, and Xin is the emperor at ten times." After Lin Mo read this poem, he picked up the tea and took a sip.

The wide sleeves of the costume slipped from Lin Mo Nian's wrists, revealing the bruises on his wrists. The fair skin made the injury more serious. Fu Xin looked at Lin Mo Nian carefully again, and then withdrew his gaze.

"It's just that I like to read some idle books. Why does Mr. Fu look at me like this?"

"I just didn't expect that you are different from other people in the troupe."

"This is natural." Lin Mo Nian put down the tea cup and slightly curled his lips, "I have self-awareness, but they don't."

Fu Xin slightly raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but reveal a smile.

This person is interesting.

"I wonder if Mr. Fu called me here for something important?" Lin Mo Nian rested his left elbow on the edge of the table, rested his palm on his chin, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the person opposite.

Jingjing looked into those eyes that seemed to be full of water, and Fu Xin looked very calm: "It's nothing, I just think Mr. Lin is really proficient in opera, and I happen to be a theater fan, so I want to treat you to a cup of tea. "

"Really? There are so many actors in the troupe, why do you invite me to wear a small flower gown?" Lin Mo Nian laughed, seeming to be pleased by Fu Xin's words, which made him even more attractive. His eyes were sparkling.

"Master Lin, why should you be so modest? You can be regarded as a famous actor in the pavilion." Fu Xin was the first to retract his gaze, and there was nothing wrong with what he said, "The play Farewell My Concubine performed by Master Lin today is also one of my favorites. ."

Lowering his eyes, Lin Mo Nian stared thoughtfully at the already cold tea in front of him: "But didn't Mr. Fu leave when I started?"

Fu Xin was slightly startled, then explained with a smile: "Some necessary trivial matters are my fault. I wonder when Mr. Lin's next scene will be? I will definitely support him."

Smiling softly, Lin Mo Nian did not answer in a hurry. After a brief confrontation, he did not see anything wrong.

Although this Master Fu does not look like an ordinary person, he has no airs at all. He speaks impeccably and can easily make people happy. Instead, he looks like those literati who have studied for several years, but his appearance is not like those with shoulders. A weak scholar who cannot carry his arms or lift.

Lin Mo Nian frowned slightly, unable to guess the man's general identity or his true purpose.

Gee, what a hassle.

After waiting for a while, Fu Xin saw that the person was still silent, so he could only speak again with some helplessness: "You don't have to be too hostile to me, I don't have any other ideas..."

Lin Mo Nian paused, avoided the topic, and turned to talk about the play he performed today. Fu Xin also followed suit and expressed some of his own opinions from time to time, which also surprised Lin Mo Nian.

He originally thought that this man was just interested in his face. He was no different from those high-ranking officials, but his methods were more sophisticated. However, Lin Mo Nian found that the man in front of him really had his own unique insights into opera, as well as his own Fu Xin also came up with the question of deliberately making things difficult at the time. If he was not a person who really loved opera, how could he have the leisure to study this specifically for an actor?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Lin Mo Nian had let down most of his vigilance, and the two of them had a comfortable conversation.

Looking at the dark night sky outside, Fu Xin simply ended the conversation: "It's getting late. Why don't we get here first today? I will go and invite Mr. Lin in person next time."

"That's not necessary. Mr. Fu has a lot of things to do, so there is no need to waste time on me, an actor." Lin Mo Nian did not take his words seriously, he only thought they were polite, and then he stood up, "In that case, I will leave first. ."

Fu Xin stood up following his movements: "I'll see you off."

Glancing sideways at the person, Lin Mo Nian did not refuse.

Sun Yin and Sun Wei had been waiting downstairs. At this time, except for the four people, there were no other guests in the teahouse. When they saw Fu Xin, they immediately stood up and said in unison: "Master Fu." Their standing postures were standard. Even the soldiers in the army don't give in too much.

Wait, soldier...

Lin Mo Nian couldn't help but look back at Fu Xin.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xin met his complicated gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Nothing." Lin Mo Nian quickly turned around and walked straight out.

Fu Xin curled his lips and immediately followed. The person behind him walked quietly half a step away, while Sun Wei and Sun Yin fell far behind.

The two of them didn't speak any more along the way. Fu Xin sent him back to Yiting Pavilion and watched Lin Mo Nian leave. He didn't look back until his back disappeared behind the door: "Let's go."

??

"Where have you been? You're back so late." Chen Xi was sitting in the lobby. When he saw Lin Mo Nian coming back, he quickly got up and went to greet him.

He stretched out his hand to cover the lower half of his face and yawned. Lin Mo Nian chuckled and said, "What else can I do? No, I was asked to leave before I even had time to change my costume."

Pointing to the food box on the table, Chen Xi didn't ask any further questions: "I know you didn't have dinner, so I left some for you, as a cushion."

"Thanks."

"It's okay, I'll go up first."

Chen Xi has a good relationship with Lin Mo Nian, and they can be regarded as one of the few friends he has in Yiting Pavilion. Lin Mo Nian is sitting at the table with food boxes. Several dishes are almost cold, and the taste is It's really not that good, but fortunately it's better than nothing, and he just casually dealt with it for a few mouthfuls.

After putting the plates and food boxes in the kitchen, Lin Mo Nian hurriedly changed out of his costume. As for the leftovers, someone would naturally come to clean them up the next day. He just wanted to wash up quickly and then lie on the bed and have a good time. Get some sleep.

??

"Master Fu, I'm sorry, I've heard your name before." A middle-aged man with a greasy face was sitting on a large sofa and said with a smile. This man is fat and not good-looking. It's ugly, but not the good-looking type either.

Fu Xin is wearing a military uniform today, which highlights his tall and straight figure. At this moment, he is sitting on a single sofa. A unique military temperament exudes, solemn and cold, calm and restrained. Behind Fu Xin, Sun Because Sun Wei and Sun Wei were standing on both sides of the sofa, their eyes were fixed and expressionless, giving the middle-aged man an invisible intimidation.

"Boss Qian is over-reputed. I'm just a match for my hair, so I can't be considered famous."

Boss Qian still had the same smile on his face: "That's wrong. Master Fu is here to suppress bandits. He is a hero of our Wucheng!"

"Then we have to wait until the bandits are over before we can talk about heroes or not. It's too early to mention it now." Fu Xin was not impressed by Boss Qian's compliment, "Boss Qian, why don't you tell me the purpose of inviting me here today. "

Five days have passed since Fu Xin came to the first day. During this period, except for taking time to go to Yiting Pavilion to watch a play, he was basically dealing with the handover of affairs and understanding the specific situation of the bandits. After finally having some free time today, he was Qian Liu, the head of the only big family in Wucheng, is the boss Qian in front of him. The Qian family is in the hotel business. The Wutong Hotel under his name has branches in Kyoto. I haven’t seen this man do anything else in the past few days. , today I invited Fu Xin over.

"Actually, it's nothing. Those bandits have also robbed the food delivered by my hotel several times. Master Fu, you are serving the people by suppressing bandits. As for me, I admire you very much." Qian Liu clapped his hands and said, Then a servant came over carrying a tray similar to serving food, covered with a piece of red cloth. He lifted a corner of the red cloth, revealing gold bars stacked one on top of the other.

With a slight sneer, Fu Xin leaned back and crossed his legs: "What do you mean, Boss Qian?"

"It's not interesting." Qian Liu took the tray and placed it on the coffee table in front of Fu Xin, "A small gift is not a sign of respect."

Pushing the tray in the direction of Qian Liu, Fu Xin put on a righteous expression: "Boss Qian is out of touch. You said you are serving the people, so I accept this gift with heart. "

Seeing his appearance, Qian Liu knew what he was doing, and did not force Fu Xin to accept it. He just waved his hand and asked someone to take the tray away: "I didn't think carefully. I went there when I heard that Master Fu came on the first day." Sir, it's a pity that not long after the performance of 'Farewell My Concubine' started, you left due to official business. How about I invite you to listen to the last song today? Now Master Fu can't refuse, right?"

Fu Xin curled his lips invisibly.

It's a good enough investigation into his whereabouts.

"What a coincidence. I have some official business to do later. Boss Qian, let's make an appointment next time. Say goodbye." After saying that, Fu Xin stood up and walked out. Sun Yin and Sun Wei immediately followed him out of Qian's house. hall.

At this moment, a young man walked out from the corner of the hall. He looked good, but his dark circles were heavy, his complexion was sallow, and he looked lackluster. He walked directly to the single sofa where Fu Xin had been. He sat down and said, "Dad, isn't this person too ungrateful?"

"What do you know?" Qian Liu put away his smile and glanced at the young man, "It's this kind of arrogant temper that is good. If our new manager really accepts my invitation, what is it called? That's called tact. , this kind of talent is the most difficult to deal with, but now his upright character is much easier to deal with than the former."

"In this case, Dad, you are still smart."

"Learn a little bit, boy, why do you think I want you to come and listen to the conversation between me and Fu Xin?" Qian Liu frowned, "I'm afraid he is deliberately showing it to me."

On the other side, Fu Xin and the others were also discussing the conversation with Qian Liu.

"Wucheng is so prosperous, but the Qian family is the only one. Bandits often cause trouble, but no one has ever eradicated them before. There must be a certain connection." Fu Xin thought thoughtfully.

"Master Fu." It was Sun Yin who spoke this time. "According to Qian Liu, the Qian family was also robbed by the largest bandit leader here, but the losses each time were not particularly large."

"It's just a show for others to see. I think the Qian family must have reached some kind of agreement with the bandits. Today's move is just to test me."

"Then Master Fu, why don't you just agree? Will not giving face to Qian Liu make Qian Liu take action?" Sun Wei looked confused, "And didn't you agree to Mr. Lin to flatter him before? It was unlucky the day before yesterday. Why not try your luck today?”

Although Lin Mo Nian is not the oldest person in the opera industry, with his talent and hard work, he is currently performing nine performances a month in Yitinge, and only the day he takes the stage will know what kind of drama he is performing. When to perform, after all, less and better products are in demand, and special ones attract attention. Lin Mo Nian sometimes performs more than nine performances in order to retain those distinguished guests.Chen Xi has been partnering with him for a long time, and they perform ten shows a month. Their performances are basically negotiated by the two of them, and they only perform separately on a few occasions.

Slowly walking along the street, Fu Xin glanced at the people around him one by one: "Qian Liu doesn't really want me to agree, so why not go with his wishes."

"What do you mean?" Sun Wei didn't understand.

"..." Fu Xin wanted to speak, but a silhouette he noticed from the corner of his eye made him change his mind, "Go and ask Sun Yin."

Sun Wei wanted to say something more, but Fu Xin had already walked towards a snack shop on the street, leaving the two of them behind. He stood at the door and called out tentatively: "Mr. Lin?"

The man turned around after hearing the sound, and it turned out to be Lin Mo Nian. Different from the charming look in his costume, he was wearing a green gown, his long hair was simply pulled up and fixed with a plain hairpin, and there was no smile on his face.

"You... Master Fu, why are you here?"

"There are some trivial matters." Fu Xin didn't mention much, but looked past Lin Mo Nian to look at the snacks behind him, "It seems that Mr. Lin likes sweets?"

After a pause, Lin Mo Nian gently smiled: "Why, can't you?" Compared to that day in the teahouse, his attitude was a little more impudent and impatient, probably because of Fu Xin's military uniform. This made Lin Mo Nian's favor decrease.

Ignoring the obstruction of the two people following him, Fu Xin walked into the dim sum shop on his own. Just now, he told Qian Liu that he still had official business to attend to, which was not a lie, but was true. But now when he saw this scene, Lin Mo Nian looked like this, and his strong curiosity overshadowed his willingness to deal with official business. After all, Fu Xin could handle official business at any time, and Lin Mo Nian, who was wearing light makeup, was not easy to see.

"Master Lin seems to have always been extremely hostile to me."

Lin Mo Nian leaned back on the counter with pastries. He was exactly the same person as he was on the stage, but he had a bit of the bohemian look of a young man from aristocratic families. He just looked at Fu Xin quietly without saying anything. Didn't say.

Looking at Lin Mo Nian's cold expression, Fu Xin did not feel offended. Instead, it reminded him of a cat he had seen at a banquet in Kyoto. It was lazy and indifferent, the same feeling as the person in front of him. , so that Fu Xin just smiled and sighed: "...What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Raising his eyebrows, Lin Mo Nian glanced at Fu Xin up and down, as if to discern the authenticity of his words. Fu Xin just stood there openly and let others look at him. In the end, Lin Mo Nian was not polite and chose some Pastries that I often eat.

Seeing Fu Xin pay the money, Lin Mo Nian could not understand this person more and more. He shook his head: "...You are really weird." Without waiting for the person in front of him to answer, Lin Mo Nian turned around and left. "Master Fu, goodbye."

"You're walking in style." Fu Xin opened his mouth, smiled, and finally held his forehead helplessly, "Let's go, there are still a lot of things to do."

Returning to the Military and Administrative Office, Fu Xin, Sun Wei and Sun Yin walked into his exclusive office and sat on the chairs, thoughtfully.

The Qian family must have colluded with the bandits, but it's unclear what kind of agreement was signed between the two and how deep the collusion was.

"Sun Yin, go and investigate the forces behind the Qian family, focusing on the relationship between the Qian family and the bandits. This matter must be conducted in secret."

"Yes, Master Fu." Sun Yin accepted the order and immediately turned around and walked out.

"Master Fu, do you mean that the Qian family colluded with bandits?" Sun Wei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Frowning, Fu Xin's eyes darkened: "I'm afraid, the person who sat in my position before had dirty hands and feet."

*

Yitingge, backstage.

"Mo Nian, is it really okay today?" Chen Xi was not playing today. He was dressed in casual clothes and pulled up a chair to sit next to Lin Mo Nian, with a worried look on his face. "You are already a little feverish. If you really feel uncomfortable, why don't you just forget about it?" , but you can’t break your body.”

After putting on the last hair accessory, Lin Mo Nian, although his head was dizzy now, he still managed to cheer up and smiled slightly at Chen Xi: "Once this scene is over, those dignitaries don't know how to make a fuss. Here, senior brother, I’m fine.”

With a slight sigh, Chen Xi could only nod his head and put the chair back to its original position to make room for Lin Mo Nian.

This game was actually Lin Mo Nian's home field. When he stood behind the curtain, he was no longer Lin Mo Nian, but the drunken concubine Yang Yuhuan.

After the two people who played Gao Lishi and Pei Lishi finished speaking, Lin Mo Nian said "Shuo Jia" from behind the stage and six palace ladies holding talismans came on stage. Lin Mo Nian also entered the stage, followed by two palace ladies. Hold the fan and go up.

"The ice wheel on the island is first turning, and the Jade Rabbit is seen, and the Jade Rabbit rises to the east early." Lin Mo read one sentence after another, singing in the Siping tune.

"When the ice wheel leaves the island, the universe is extremely clear." He twisted his hands and slowly raised them to point upward. Lin Mo Nian's eyes followed his fingertips. "The bright moon is in the sky, just like Chang'e leaving the moon palace, and the slave is like Chang'e leaving. Moon Palace.”

On the second floor, in a booth facing the center of the stage, Fu Xin was sitting at the table. The only person standing behind him was Sun Wei. When he looked down, he happened to bump into those misty eyes. The way Lin Mo Nian raised his eyes made Fu Xin's heart beat suddenly and violently.

After breathing slowly, Fu Xin calmly picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Only he knew how fast his heart was beating just now.

Sitting on the other side of the table was Qian Liu. This was the first time he had met Fu Xin since they met that day. Qian Liu had already inquired about Lin Mo Nian's drama today, although both of them knew that they were busy with official duties that day. It was an interface to refuse people, but Qian Liu still made an appointment to Yiting Pavilion, and Fu Xin thought for a moment before agreeing.

Looking at Lin Mo Nian who was performing seriously in the stands, Qian Liuzhuang asked unconsciously: "Master Fu, this actor looks good, why don't I send him to your residence?"

"Boss Qian's words are interesting. Why don't you ask him what he means?"

"Oh, to be favored by Mr. Fu is a blessing that this actor has cultivated over many lifetimes. How could it be his turn to be the one to carefully select?" Although Qian Liu was a bit of a showman, a discerning person would also It was obvious that he didn't have a good impression of the people on the stage, or rather, he was disdainful.

Fu Xin glanced at Qian Liu: "Boss Qian, thank you for your kindness, but I don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

Qian Liu didn't get angry when he hit a soft nail. He just laughed openly and said, "I'm so troublesome, Mr. Fu, I'm sorry."

The opera was still going on downstairs, but the atmosphere upstairs had changed slightly from before. When the last note of the drunken concubine fell, Qian Liu naturally left. In this meeting, neither party seemed to be interested. What useful information can be obtained.

After Qian Liu left the cubicle, Fu Xin immediately asked Sun Wei to avoid him and invite Lin Mo Nian. With Sun Wei's speed, Lin Mo Nian was directly "invited" under the gaze of so many people in Yiting Pavilion. I went to the cubicle on the second floor, and when I entered, I didn't even have time to take off a little bit of makeup.

His body was not feeling well. Lin Mo Nian's head did not turn as fast as usual, and he came to Fu Xin in a daze. He spent a little time straightening things out. Lin Mo Nian stared at An in front of him with some gritted teeth. The man sitting calmly asked: "Master Fu, what do you mean?"

"I'm just here to treat you to a drink...tea." Looking at Lin Mo Nian's appearance, Fu Xin changed his words and motioned for him to sit down.

Lin Mo Nian stood still: "...Master Fu, I haven't taken off my makeup yet."

"This is simple." Fu Xin waved and said a few words in Sun Wei's ear, who was bending down. He looked at Sun Wei's action of straightening up and going out, and invited Lin Mo Nian to sit down again.

Lin Mo Nian looked at the seat and finally sat down. In his current situation, he needed to rest.

After leaving the door, Sun Wei walked all the way to the backstage. He knocked on the door politely and asked where Lin Mo Nian's makeup remover was. Hearing this, most people looked at each other and were silent for a while. Chen Xi stood up. , took Sun Wei to pack up Lin Mo Nian's commonly used makeup remover and the tray for hair accessories, and then handed them to Sun Wei, who delivered them to Lin Mo Nian. As soon as he left, many deliberate intentions began to appear in the background. Muffled chatter.

"What's going on with Lin Mo Nian? Why is someone looking for him again?"

"I've seen this man before. Didn't two men come to see Lin Mo Nian last time? This is one of them!"

"Huh? Really?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Last time, Lin Mo Nian didn't even change his costume before following someone else. This time, he had to take off his makeup in front of that Mr. Fu?"

"Do you think this Lin Mo Nian is that person's lover?"

"I think it's very possible."

"I didn't expect that a person who is usually so unsociable would have to sell his body..."

"That's enough!" Chen Xi couldn't listen anymore. He slapped the table and stood up, "Don't you have anything else to do? With such effort, today's work would have been completed long ago!"

As one of the older members of the recent troupe, Chen Xi still had something to say in the entire troupe. As soon as he said this, the backstage fell silent almost immediately, and everyone continued to write as they originally wrote. I'm doing something, but I don't know what I'm thinking.

With a slight sigh, Chen Xi sat down, a little worried about Lin Mo Nian's current situation, but in fact, Lin Mo Nian didn't need him to worry about it at all.

Sun Wei put everything on the table, then turned around and went out to order tea, while Fu Xin signaled to Lin Mo Nian, who was a little stunned: "Look, is there anything missing?"

After barely coming back to his senses, Lin Mo Nian was really startled by these things. He looked at Fu Xin with a hint of unknown meaning: "Master Fu, what do you mean?"

"You can take off your makeup here."

Because of his dizziness, Lin Mo Nian was not in a good mood. Moreover, he was not a very good-tempered person. So after hearing Fu Xin's words, Lin Mo Nian held his forehead and said, "You I'm sick...are you okay?"

Fu Xin coughed slightly and became selectively deaf.

Looking at the things in front of him that were very familiar to him, Lin Mo Nian looked at Fu Xin, who was smiling at him, and couldn't help but feel that his head hurt even more. However, in the end, Lin Mo Nian had no choice but to start taking off his makeup step by step. , Fu Xin simply watched the person's every move without disturbing him. He didn't even drink a drink until Lin Mo Nian completed the last step.

With a snort, Lin Mo Nian said angrily: "Are you satisfied?"

"Haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Fu Xin laughed.

"You!" When Lin Mo Nian heard this, he immediately felt a surge of anger rising up, along with a little grievance, "Fu Xin, don't push yourself too far!"

Seeing that the person was really angry, Fu Xin restrained his teasing expression, but looking at Lin Mo Nian, whose face was red with anger, he only felt that this person was so cute even when he got angry, like A fried cat.

"Don't be angry, I was joking."

"Master Fu, that's not the joke." Lin Mo Nian's tone was still bad, "Although I'm not like those colleagues who claim to be noble, I still understand what self-respect and self-love mean. If you want to play, Master Fu, , then you have found the wrong person, I am not as generous as them, I cannot afford to make such a joke."

I'm so angry...

"It's my fault. I apologize to Mr. Lin." Fu Xin raised the wine glass in front of him in the direction of Lin Mo Nian and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Mo Nian did not expect Fu Xin to be so flexible and flexible. If other people in high positions like him listened to these words, just throwing away their sleeves and not causing trouble for Lin Mo Nian would be considered broad-minded, let alone Fu Xin. Lin Mo Nian was the first to apologize. It was obvious that apart from being angry, Lin Mo Nian just wanted this person to lose face, retreat when faced with difficulties, and not come to him in the future. However, Fu Xin actually did not follow the routine. It was really——

……never mind.

After a moment of silence, Lin Mo Nian finally sighed invisibly, with a rare sincerity in his tone: "In this huge Wucheng, there is no shortage of people who can joke with you. Master Fu, why are you here with me?" Hanged from a tree? Besides, we have only met three times, you..."

"Since you know, why ask?" Fu Xin smiled and poured Lin Mo Nian a cup of tea brought by the waiter. Sun Wei never came into the cubicle during this period. He put down the teapot and looked quietly in front of him. People, "Sometimes, things like love at first sight don't just appear in storybooks."

Lin Mo Nian lowered his eyes and did not continue the topic.

Then, with Fu Xin's deliberate concession and Lin Mo Nian's deliberate relaxation, the two actually chatted quite harmoniously.