Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Xu Bai's condition seemed to be much better, and he was ready to go to Guangxingtang to perform again.

The scene this time was different from before. Not only was Fan Jie following, but there was also a row of soldiers armed with guns standing behind the stage.

Who would dare to listen to the opera? But those who entered could not leave, so they could only clap and cheer absent-mindedly, for fear of offending someone and being beaten to death on the spot.

How can I sing this?

Xu Bai was very focused when he was immersed in the play, but he always felt a little concerned during the intermission. The fans in the audience were waving flags and cheering as if it was a performance, but they were not sincere.

The opera industry cares about this. When singing, Xu Bai already felt that he was unable to do it. When he was singing the high pitch, he paused for a moment, his breath stagnated, and then his chest suddenly hurt, and then the rhythm was disrupted.

The audience was still cheering. The actor knew that he had ruined his reputation. He was shaking as he returned to the backstage. He sat in his chair in a daze. He vaguely heard Xiaochun shouting, "Sheng'er, it's time to go on stage!"

"it is good."

When Fan Jie came in, he heard this sound. He looked inside and found that the dim sunlight was shining on the little actor's face. He didn't even take off his headdress. The light shone on him and he looked as if he was about to fly away. Adjutant Fan's heart skipped a beat and he hurried over. His black leather boots made a lot of noise. He didn't deliberately slow down his steps, but the actor was still staring at one place, as if he was in a daze.

"Yun Sheng?"

Fan Jie walked over step by step. The actor finally turned around. The upturned eyeliner drawn with oil paint was gorgeous and breathtaking. He opened his mouth and sang, "This is a lesson from God, telling me to change my character, stop being foolish and angry, and turn back from the sea of ​​suffering——"

What he is singing is not the play, but himself.

Isn't it true? From the beginning, I just wanted to sing properly, but now I can't sing anymore. When he raised his hand, he saw the jade bracelet given by Fang Jiaxu. It was once stained with Xiaochun's blood, but later it was carefully wiped clean. No matter from which side you look at it, it is still crystal clear and looks untainted by mud.

"Are you--alright?"

Fan Jie was always afraid that someone would just fall down so lightly, and he was not qualified to comfort him. Seeing him looking at the bracelet, he whispered, "Master Fang was sent to the army, and I heard that he has been engaged."

"The soldier who let me out..." His face was covered with paint, and Fan Jie couldn't tell what his expression was. He only knew that his almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears. "Is he still alive?"

already dead.

He was still alive when his arm was just cut off, but he couldn't fight the infection even after taking medicine.

Xu Bai got the answer from Fan Jie's silence.

The actor touched his temples with trembling fingers. He stopped talking and slowly took off his headdress, then touched every part of it with great care.

"In troubled times, people eat each other." Fan Jie patted Xu Bai's shoulder with a restrained look, and said with pity in his heart, "If you want to live longer, don't think so much."

What reputation? What innocence? It's not easy to live. Throw them all away as soon as possible. Only by being heartless can you live happily. Otherwise, sooner or later you will kill yourself.

Xu Bai took off the bracelet, wiped it carefully, and put it back into the original box.

"Let's go."

Fan Jie was a little dazed. He just took off his headgear and washed off the powder, but his costume was still on.

The actor seemed to be crying and laughing, "Let's go, performing an opera must be done from beginning to end."

Liu Er: [What are you doing? This incident will definitely be reported in the newspapers.]

Xu Bai: [Well, it has to be in the newspapers. The bigger the better.]

……

Fan Jie told Feng Yanzhang about this. After all, he was a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with Marshal Feng. He tapped his head and said, "Marshal, I always feel that Yun Sheng has been acting strange since Xiaochun died. Why don't you find a doctor to see him? That foreign thing... what's it called? A psychiatrist?"

Feng Yanzhang looked at him. Fan Jie was most afraid of the Marshal's eyes. He begged for mercy when he was stared at. He changed the subject and said, "We found the person we were looking for, but he won't last for a few days."

Feng Yanzhang didn't seem to care much. He twisted the pen in his hand and said, "Tomorrow morning, you make the arrangements. I'll have Yun Sheng go see him." After Fan Jie agreed, he added, "Send one of the new doctors you mentioned over here."

Xu Bai had already changed his costume, folded it neatly, and went back to bed. He could feel that his body was not as good as before, and he often felt chest tightness and shortness of breath after just a little movement.

Feng Yanzhang came early today, "Come out with me tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." The actor agreed in a low voice. He didn't ask where he was going. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Feng Yanzhang always felt that the white rabbit he caught was very wilted.

"Why don't you eat the snacks you bought?" Feng Yanzhang called him up, and the two of them went to the living room together. Marshal Feng was not so particular, he just picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, and handed Xu Bai a piece of mung bean cake.

"Marshal." Xu Bai lowered his eyes and looked at Wenshun and the obedient girl. "I will get a rash if I eat mung beans."

Feng Yanzhang was a little annoyed, but he wanted to say something to him, "You want to see the old boss, I've found him, and we're going to see him tomorrow."

Now it’s “the two of us”, Marshal Feng thought, Yun Sheng should be happy this time, right?

Xu Bai was happy, his pink lips curled up into a smile, and he said softly, "Thank you, Marshal."

It's so sincere that it makes your bones melt.

[Feng Yanzhang’s Favorability: 88]

Feng Yanzhang simply picked him up and held him in his arms. The two chatted face to face, "You came out without taking off your costume today?"

There seems to be a rule in the opera world that "if you're acting you have to wear the full costume" or something like that. If you put on the headgear and costume, you'd be scolded by the elders, not to mention Xu Bai who follows the rules. Even Feng Yanzhang found it strange.

The newspapers also wrote harsh words, but fortunately the Marshal had a wide network of contacts and was able to stop it directly.

"Ah."

The actor said in a low voice, "I won't sing anymore." He couldn't hold back his tears, and two lines of wet tears hung on his cheeks. He seemed to comfort himself, "I suddenly feel that singing opera is meaningless."

They say women are fickle, but how come this one is so fickle too? Didn't she say she's been singing for more than a decade, how can she just let it go?

Xu Bai: [Alas, I didn’t understand at all.] When I talk to Feng Yanzhang, I sometimes feel like I’m talking to a cow.

He is not as insightful as Fan Jie. His big head is filled with military planning. Apart from being able to use force, he knows nothing about emotions and cannot understand anything at all.

"If you don't want to sing, then don't sing. I can support you."

Xu Bai: You are wrong. He is also good at kicking someone when he is down and taking advantage of others’ misfortunes.

……

Fang Jiaxu was sent to his family’s military school, and once he entered, he couldn’t get out.

The people there didn't care whose family he was from, or whether he had studied abroad or not. If he wasn't good at shooting, he had to practice physical fitness, either by hanging on iron rings or running with weights, and each of them could make Young Master Fang complain.

After a few months, Fang Jiaxu made rapid progress. He became darker and stronger, but he was still very handsome.

Dazhi came and saw Fang Jiaxu was a little excited. He couldn't get into the military academy, so he stayed at Fang's house. This time he came to give him some clothes to change into. "Master! I heard that you're doing really well in training! Everyone at home is so happy!"

"Of course not." Master Fang smiled, and pulled Dazhi aside and asked, "Any news recently? Yun Sheng——"

Dazhi pursed his lips and said after some hesitation, "Master, don't worry. Yun Sheng has been in the Marshal's Mansion ever since. I heard that he escaped once and someone died..."

The story was quite detailed, as if he was lying on someone's rooftop reading it. Dazhi was a good storyteller. Before Fang Jiaxu finished listening, he couldn't stand it anymore and blurted out a curse, "Damn it, Master, I'm going to kill him!"