Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

The pillars at the back of the stage were painted with various relief patterns, carved beams and painted buildings. Ruan Liangyue was familiar with the way, and led Fang Wuqiu through the rooms of the musical accompanist on both sides of the stage, and quickly came to the preparation room behind the scene.

It has the same function as an ordinary dressing room, but behind the scenes here is a relatively narrow bluestone walled brick room. Although it is closed enough, there are exquisite patterns everywhere on the pillars and stone walls, which are lifelike.

As soon as they walked in, the two heard the girl's coquettish humming.

"Master, I told you that it rained last night, and the stage is still dizzy with rain, how can you walk when it's wet? I'm cold, and I have an old disease in my legs. I can't sing today."

The middle-aged man standing behind the girl looked helpless: "You complain about your body pain all day long, and you never said it hurt when you went out to play. What does it matter if the stage is wet? Master Cen, I have never experienced rain, snow, floods and droughts before. The time to come to power has been postponed."

The girl's left ear went in and her right ear went out, she pouted her mouth in front of the vanity mirror, and muttered, "You said it was before..."

"Young people nowadays don't have to suffer a little bit." Finally, the man who claimed to be Master Cen flicked his sleeves angrily, and turned around suddenly, just in time to bump into the two people who were walking towards him with joy.

Ruan Liangyue heard all the conversation between the two, and when she saw Master Cen, she smiled politely and cupped her hands: "Hello, Master Cen."

Fang Wuqiu couldn't hide the joy on his face, and also bowed his hands in salute.

"Boss Ruan is here?" Master Cen suddenly laughed. He has been in the theater on Pingyu Street for more than ten years, and he has long been friends with Boss Ruan from the nearby Lexing.

Ruan Liangyue cut to the chase, but asked knowingly, "I wonder if there will be a character on stage today?"

"Don't make fun of me." Master Cen blew his beard and stared at the girl, couldn't help complaining, and was about to die of anger: "You have seen it, it will rain in the second half of the night, and the spectators will be waiting .”

Ruan Liangyue smiled and said, "Since there is no one, Master Cen must forgive us for coming here without invitation."

"What do you mean?" Master Cen didn't understand what he was talking about.

Ruan Liangyue put her hands on Fang Wuqiu's shoulders, twitched the corners of her mouth, and said pointingly: "My younger brother knows opera and likes to sing. Can I let him try today's stage?"

Master Cen looked at Fang Wuqiu's face. The latter was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and raised a clear and shallow smile. When his reddish peach blossom eyes were bent, it was like the moon rippling into a lotus pond, holding a pool of spring water. Bright and gentle.

When Ruan Liangyue greeted him just now, Master Cen's gaze was attracted by Fang Wuqiu. He was still wondering who such a handsome young man was, with a rare good temperament.It's just that they didn't know each other before, so they didn't have the nerve to ask, for fear of being considered abrupt.

Now hearing what Boss Ruan said, it turned out that the young man wanted to perform on stage.

Master Cen has nothing to do with it, and even an astonishing light flashed in his eyes.

But before he nodded and spoke, the delicate girl's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she jumped up from the vanity mirror, quickly came over, grabbed the master's arm, and said repeatedly: "That's great, master! I've made an appointment with a friend, so I'm leaving first." As soon as the words fell, the man didn't know where he was going, and said that his legs and feet hurt, and he ran faster than a rabbit.

Master Cen was also speechless.

He turned his head, looked at the expecting two people, and couldn't help but nodded his head: "Of course, I can't ask for it."

The room behind the stage curtain was cramped, but more than adequate for a dressing room.Outside the dressing mirror and the colorful costume brackets, layers of gauze swayed with the breeze brought by walking, just opening a quiet area for the dressing room.

Fang Wuqiu was changing clothes inside, and Master Cen's voice sounded through the veil, explaining: "Every day before our theater goes on stage, Jiaoer will write the theme of the opera on the outside of the theater door, and the content of today's singing is the fox demon. "

Ruan Liangyue, who was sitting on the outermost cool chair, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the words. He tilted his head and saw Fang Wuqiu's frail figure through the layers of veils. Demon."

"Yes." Master Cen nodded, followed by a helpless tone.

I don't know if this young man can sing the play of the fox demon.

Fang Wuqiu was changing into his costume, and Pinpin was sitting in front of the vanity mirror. When he saw the costume in the mirror, his brows stretched, and his clear voice suddenly came out through the veil: "Is there no rule about which drama to play? You can sing whatever you want ?”

"That's right, as long as the theme is the fox demon." Master Cen hurriedly said, "Can Mr. Fang sing about the fox demon?"

Fang Wuqiu's eyebrow-drawing hands froze slightly, and the black eyebrows curved together with the corners of his mouth, and his crisp voice was like the sound of a stream: "I will."

Listening to his determined tone, Master Cen finally heaved a sigh of relief, and happily asked, "Where do you sing?"

The opera house usually sings "The Fox in the Broken House", a story about a fox transformed into a woman and married into a dilapidated house to repay the favor of a scholar.Fang Wuqiu has never heard of this play, and the play he wants to sing is the story passed down by word of mouth in Tanyang Town.

There is no conventional repayment of gratitude, and there is no past incident of turning into a woman, changing her name and changing her surname to marry a mortal.The fox in his hometown is the most charming and seductive, her every move and smile is for all the good things in the world, not just for the handsome children or high-ranking officials.

She is also arrogant, she can release her beauty at will, and attracts men who will come forward one after another with the movement of her fingers, but all the men can't get into her eyes.

What she likes are the swaying and scattered petals, the verdant grass, the bustling passing by, and the human touch of chatting and laughing with teahouses and alleys.

Unexpectedly, the quaint lifestyle of Heping Elm Street coincides with each other.

Fang Wuqiu's heart moved slightly. When he was a child, he heard his father sing this play, and he always wondered what the fox was going to do when he turned into a woman. He didn't suck men's blood. The fox you usually hear is very different.When he was a little older, his father told him that the fox had a secret and painful past.

When the fox can't practice, she often hides in the cave and sees all the colorful flowers in the world, but she can't come out.She was locked in a cave since she was a child, because her mother, who had turned into a human, was deceived by others and forcibly did not allow her to step into the mortal world.

The fox in Fang Wuqiu’s memory is very beautiful. His eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, his little finger is slightly turned into an orchid, he takes the eyebrow pencil and faints in the oil paint, slowly puts it on the end of the eye and taps it, and traces the fox’s tail in memory .

The bright oil paint passed by, and the slightly raised eye corners were decorated with bewitching makeup.

Fang Wuqiu told Master Cen the play he was going to sing: "The Fox in the Town." Wandering around the world, savoring the colorful life, living recklessly and unrestrainedly, leaving no trace of his figure walking by.

He got up slowly, flicked the white sleeves in the gauze tent, lifted the gauze curtain with his slender white fingertips, bent his body sideways, and moved lightly, a half-covered and beautiful face was frivolous In the unintentional cover of the gauze, it was revealed dimly.

With flirtatious makeup and a provocative gait, all the original gentleness and elegance are wiped away, and she looks like a fox in the world.

The two people waiting outside looked at each other in amazement at the same time.

Master Cen couldn't help clapping his hands: "Zhenkou Fox, okay, okay."

He turned his head to look at Ruan Liangyue, and repeatedly praised: "Boss Ruan, you just said that you just like acting. I think Mr. Fang is dressed like this. He is really a leader in the field. All the actors in our theater can't match it."

"Mr. Fang." Master Cen immediately bowed his hands to Fang Wuqiu, and said with a smile: "Today, the theater depends entirely on you."

Fang Wuqiu didn't answer, she raised her red lips shyly, bent her knees slightly, raised her wrists with her slender waist sideways, and when she gently lifted her palms, her orchid fingers landed on the edge of her jawbones.He shook his head and made a "dare not dare" gesture, which amused the two present.

It is clear that what is going to be sung is a romantic and reckless fox demon, but this time he has turned into a shy and gentle temperament according to his heart, which is really likable.

Just as they were laughing and talking, the stage outside was slowly starting to play beautiful music because of Master Cen's instructions, which announced that Jiao'er was about to appear on stage.

The spectators on both floors of the theater held their hands together. Seeing that Jiaoer was about to come out, they happily laughed and ate sunflower seeds for tea.

"Today should be the fox demon sung by Man'er."

"Maner?"

"It's Master Cen's apprentice Yao, who sang Hua Dan only twice, no wonder you don't know. Last time, hey, just last week, she also sang like a fox demon. Although her singing voice is still relatively immature, she is walking. The figure is amazing, not much worse than her senior brothers and sisters."

"That would be a blessing."

On the second floor of the theater building, from the railing, you can clearly see the round platform in the center of the downstairs. Chu Qian didn't choose a seat to sit, but stood upright by the railing, resting his hands on it leisurely, his eyes deepening.

He is waiting for Fang Wuqiu to come out.

"The corners of our theater are the best in the theater troupe in the city. You said that you are here to support your sweetheart, so who do you fall in love with?" After hearing Chu Qian say that he was going to support his sweetheart, he became even more curious and chattered.

Chu Qian stared at the stage closely, for fear of missing it.

The performers on both sides of the stage began to play the piano, and the crisp sound of the guzheng poured out like a spring of water. The erhu and guqin followed closely, and the whole theater building was filled with gentle and melodious tones.

"Do you need me to introduce you? I know them very well." Xiaoer raised his eyebrows, meaning.

Chu Qian's thoughts were disturbed by Xiao Er's thieves' voice. He turned his head in a state of distraught, and was about to let Xiao Er go to work on himself, but before he could speak, fierce applause erupted from the two floors of the theater, and even Many spectators gasped.

"Huh—"

The theater building instantly became noisy, and everyone was talking about the graceful and colorful characters on the stage.

Chu Qian had no time to pay attention to Xiao Er, and looked over with joy on his face.

The light veil of the stage was blown away, and Fang Wuqiu, who was wearing a blood-red skirt and costume, tapped to the ground, Ping Ping curled up from the light veil, and fringed tassels like a fox's tail hung on her cloud shoulders, moving lightly.

There are several small bends coiled on the forehead, and the last small bend is curled up along the temples, sticking to the temples in a curved manner, entwining a seductive and coquettish posture.

Fox demon.

Sure enough it was him.

This is the most gorgeous makeup that Chu Qian has seen Fang Wuqiu put on, but even so, there is no trace of worldly frivolity. He is a fox demon and a fox fairy.The throbbing in his heart made Chu Qian tremble numbly, beyond words.

He chuckled and deliberately asked Xiao Er: "Then do you know him?"

"Isn't it Maner?" Xiao Er raised his chin: "Today is Maner singing fox... Eh? Isn't it Maner?...It's so beautiful."

Chu Qian didn't bother to watch Xiao Er's colorful expression changes, and urged him a few times to let him do his own thing.

The tone surrounding the theater building is still gentle and melodious.

Fang Wuqiu, who had just stepped onto the stage, felt the ground slippery before he started singing.When he stepped out, he looked down quietly, only to find that there were some small pits and depressions on the round platform, which were soaked with rainwater from last night, so it was no wonder that Maner was unwilling to go on stage just now.

But it's okay, just a little wet, it's okay.

Fang Wuqiu stared straight ahead, smiled sweetly, and had a pair of bright peach blossom eyes filled with radiance.

He made gestures and feet, tiptoed the colorful shoes and tucked them back, stretched the back of his feet, moved his palms upwards to his chest, and babbled and sang: "I can't see the colorful clouds in the mountain stream, I can't think about hiding in the mountains and forests, and I can't see them in the mud." A lover stepped over, splashing miscellaneous things in my heart, helpless and helpless, meeting without words and speechless..."

The red fox tail painted on the corners of his eyes raised up, and as he smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth, when he glanced at the spectators weakly, the fluorescence bloomed faintly.

Fang Wuqiu suddenly lowered his eyes, crossed his hands and held his palms together. He walked gracefully and charmingly, raised his eyebrows when he raised his palms, and sang softly: "Mother, how do you know that I long for the prosperity of the world, and I hide in the mountains where weeds are crushed, and the spring wind and rain are blowing?" Go face to face, looking forward to the world without leaving a trace... Hey, after three years of practice, she finally became a daughter, and the branches trembled, the little fox flew to the world."

When she sang here, the fox demon was full of joy and joy that she had never had before, and she could finally leave the closed and boring cave.

Fang Wuqiu curled his eyes, opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes alluringly. When he bent his waist and stretched his arms, his figure was graceful, his swaying waist was unbelievably thin, and he swam around the stage like a fish in water like a water snake.

The fiery red pleated skirt fluttered lightly, and the sleeves fluttered with the steps.

The fox demon is reckless in the world, contemptuous and arrogant, she has never been a demon who is beautiful but does not know, she does her best to constantly release her beauty, from the streets and alleys to the stone-walled houses, there is nothing in the world that cannot be seduced by her.

And the result of being seduced is that he becomes obsessed with the fox demon.

The spectators all around were stunned.

But Fang Wuqiu's beauty doesn't stop there.

He walked casually, and when he was moving, his elbows turned back sharply, and his long and swaying sleeves were brushed away like ripples, as if a layer of white snow clouds suddenly appeared, dancing and swaying unscrupulously.

He smirked, and sang in a clear voice: "Look at the neighbors on the side of the road. There are laymen in the shop. Thousands of people rob embroidered handkerchiefs. Chanjuan can't compare."

Fang Wuqiu bent his waist and stroked his palms, his slender waist was unbelievably soft at this moment.Flicking his sleeves, he stood on tiptoe and walked briskly back and forth.

The hem of the long pleated skirt flipped slightly, and the water sleeves raised ripples in the air. As the footsteps paused, the dazzling water sleeves slowly retracted.

In the end, Fang Wuqiu arched his hands and put the sleeves in front of his mouth. The light gauze sleeves trembled like butterfly wings, and they were draped over the crook of his arms and dropped to his feet.

He faced the audience and saluted gracefully, and everything flowed smoothly.

Violent screams and applause erupted off the court, Chu Qian's breath was stagnant, a string in his heart was disturbed by the bright and charming young man, he trembled and trembled mindlessly, filled with endless joy.He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and patted the young man on the high platform with his palms and sleeves thrown up.

The photo will always remember Manli's fox demon.

Chu Qian bent his fingers, his eyes dimmed, and his fingertips traced the face in the photo that made his heart flutter unbearably, and he was stunned.

All the spectators off the stage were discussing lively because of the fox show in front of them. Although they were not familiar with the actors on the stage, they also guessed that they were newcomers to the theater, but they didn't expect that they were just singing temporarily.

Fang Wuqiu finished his performance on the stage, and when he was about to leave, he glanced sideways and saw Ruan Liangyue and Master Cen standing beside the stage full of surprises.

He sang on the stage, feeling very happy, and ran directly to Ruan Liangyue holding the hem of his skirt.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly stepped on a small puddle, and his colorful shoes were stained by the wet mud. Fang Wuqiu frowned. He sprained his wrist and fell directly to the ground.

"Ah—" The spectators off the field were all startled by the sudden suddenness, and many even wanted to come to the stage to help him.

Fang Wuqiu knelt on the ground, the bright red skirt suddenly spread out like petals, and he knelt in the middle, frowning his eyebrows, like the coquettish stamens in a crabapple flower.

Ruan Liangyue was also frightened. Seeing that many people in the audience were about to come up, he ran up to the stage quickly, bent his knees, picked up Fang Wuqiu, and walked quickly to the backstage.

A man in a delicate white suit is holding a slender fox demon in his arms, and his crimson skirt is fluttering in the air, as if in a trance like a butterfly.

Standing on the second floor, Chu Qian took a deep breath when he saw this scene. His heart suddenly felt as if he had been scratched by something. Without hesitation, he hurried down the stairs and quickly ran behind the scenes.

……

The soft and graceful sound of the piano soon sounded in the theater building, and the spectators were still chatting and laughing happily, not taking the scene just now seriously.

Ruan Liangyue carried Fang Wuqiu backstage and placed her on the seat in front of the vanity mirror.

Fang Wuqiu’s ankle was in pain, and seeing Brother Ruan’s worried face, he pretended to be relaxed, smiled as soon as he sat down, and teased himself: “Just now I was really scared on stage, I thought I would fall all over the stage and make a fool of myself Well, luckily it doesn't hurt too much."

He bent down to untie the colored shoes, rubbed the place himself, and when he looked up, he saw brother Ruan's distressed face.

Ruan Liangyue frowned, "Let me see." After speaking, he bent down and carefully checked his ankle, it was already black and blue, and it didn't look like a minor injury.

"It's really fine." Fang Wuqiu smiled.

After rubbing himself, he quickly covered the pain on his face, recalling the performance on the stage just now, and his heart was full of satisfaction: "I haven't been on the stage for a long time. This time, it seems that I have returned to a long, long time ago, in my hometown. when."

is everything familiar.There was gratitude in Fang Wuqiu's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said solemnly: "Brother Ruan, thank you."

"Don't thank me in a hurry." Ruan Liangyue acted angry, and tapped his forehead with his fingers: "Let's look at the injury first, how about this, I'll go to a nearby pharmacy to buy some plaster for you."

"Don't bother."

"It's only a matter of a few minutes." Ruan Liangyue gave him a helpless look and shook her head.

The interaction between the two is not at all like someone they just met for less than a day. Instead, there is a sense of closeness between brothers. To put it bluntly, this feeling is very close, so close that it makes people jealous and hate.

When Chu Qian chased to the backstage, he heard the intimate conversation between the two behind layers of veils.

His head seemed to have been thumped, and he was stunned, and the anxious heart that had rushed away suddenly dissipated in Ruan Liangyue's voice that seemed angry and weird. He stopped and stood sideways quietly behind the gauze curtain.

With the light gauze as a barrier, even though Chu Qian opened his eyes wide, it was rare for him to see clearly what the two of them were doing inside, but the conversation was so intimate that he couldn't stop his heart from bubbling. .

Ruan Liangyue, Boss Ruan, how did he know Qiuqiu?

Chu Qian was never stupid, he just stood back and thought for a few seconds, and guessed that it was Luo Fei who recommended Qiuqiu to buy musical instruments.

Depend on!So familiar in just one day.

Chu Qian frowned, and sadly counted the days since he saw Qiuqiu in his heart, and then he resolutely found that he had lost the best opportunity to make friends.

He regrets it now, very much.

If I had taken the initiative on the first day I met him in the supermarket, I wouldn't be sneaking around like a dog, hiding behind the gauze curtain, like a mindless idiot.

Am I a fool?

Chu Qian scolded himself, took a deep breath, but still couldn't stabilize his mind, he gritted his back molars and was anxious to death.

At this moment, he heard Ruan Liangyue say in the gauze tent: "Xiaoqiu, wait here first, I'll be right back."

"Ang, then trouble brother Ruan."

Footsteps sounded softly inside, Chu Qian's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, hiding behind the screen outside the gauze tent.

Ruan Liangyue opened the curtain and came out, quickened her pace, and walked straight out, without noticing that there was a goose hiding in the room.

Chu Qian watched Ruan Liangyue leave, and then slowly walked out from behind the screen.

Now there are only two people in the room... Chu Qian was belatedly surprised, took out the ointment from the pocket of his military uniform, wanted to go in and give him the ointment, and wanted to talk to him.

Chu Qian's heart was about to move, and he was jumping with joy, but just as he raised his feet, his reason made him hesitate.

It's just that I like it so what, he doesn't know me yet.

Although it is often said that taking the initiative will lead to results, but if you go in like a prodigal son without knowing him at all, what should you do if Qiuqiu hates it before he likes it?

If my daughter-in-law is gone, who can I talk to?Chu Qian cursed in his heart, widened his eyes, and nodded slowly, as if all the clarity in his mind was spent here.

He took a deep breath and stared at the thin figure in the curtain.

The gauze curtains are complex in layers, but are very light and thin, and the breeze that sneaks in from the window makes continuous ripples. Fang Wuqiu sits quietly in front of the vanity mirror, and his slender figure is fascinating.

Chu Qian pursed her thin lips, wanting to hit someone in a distraught state.

He clasped his hand into a fist, and impatiently punched the palm of the other hand. The range of the movement was not too large, and the sound was extremely small, but it was still caught by Fang Wuqiu who suddenly raised his head.

"Who's outside?" Fang Wuqiu blinked and saw a tall figure outside the gauze tent.Judging by his stature, he doesn't look like Brother Ruan, and he still stands still, which is strange.

Fang Wuqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to get up to have a look.

He just sat up with the back of the chair, Chu Qian was confused and shouted in a hurry: "Your feet hurt, don't come out."

The sound was so loud that Fang Wuqiu sat back in fright.

"Who are you..." He asked blankly.

Chu Qian gritted his teeth, was cruel, and didn't go in. He simply took out the ointment and passed it around the layers of gauze curtains: "This is for you."

A pair of slightly callused hands, very wide, almost twice as big as his own at a glance, with a box of ointment in the palm, which is a very common kind for treating scrapes and sprains, Fang Wuqiu has seen it before.

Strange people, strange things.

Fang Wuqiu was stunned and didn't answer for a long time.

Chu Qian was in a hurry, and pressed his neck to urge him: "Your foot is hurt, wipe it off quickly."

"How do you know?" Fang Wuqiu suddenly remembered, and smiled: "Are you a spectator who just listened to the opera outside?"

Chu Qian nodded: "Yes, so you take it." Just after finishing speaking, he added urgently: "I'm not a bad person."

Seeing that his tone was very serious, without the slightest joking or frivolous look, Fang Wuqiu was moved, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you." He took the ointment in Chu Qian's hand.

Weiliang's fingertips lightly touched Chu Qian's palm, and Chu Qian's hands trembled in a fuss, which shocked Fang Wuqiu again.

Holding the ointment, Fang Wuqiu looked carefully at the figure behind the gauze tent, not knowing whether he wanted to liven up the atmosphere or what, he muttered softly: "The bad guys say they are not bad guys."

Chu Qian withdrew his hand and touched the warm temperature in his palm. After hearing Fang Wuqiu's words, he didn't turn around, blushed and said, "I'm really not."

Fang Wuqiu burst out laughing.

Only then did he realize that he was being teased, and Chu Qian was about to reply when he heard dense footsteps coming from outside. He was suddenly anxious and angry, with a dark face of Hades, suddenly flustered and didn't know what to say first. Fang Wuqiu bid farewell, or hide first.

"I, I'm leaving first." He frowned and said loudly, after taking a deep look at Fang Wuqiu's figure, he turned around and ran out.

Fang Wuqiu was surprised: "Wait—" He stood on tiptoe and took two steps, and suddenly pushed aside the layers of gauze curtains, looking around frantically.

There was no one else in the room.

When Ruan Liangyue came back from buying medicine, she happened to meet Master Cen, and the two went to the backstage together. Before he reached the room, he saw a figure in military uniform coming out of the backstage room from a distance, and ran out of the aisle on the other side in a panic. The flustered appearance is very strange.

"Master Cen, are there any characters in the costumes of the Republic of China Army in the theater?"

"No, there's only one fox show today."

Ruan Liangyue felt strange and frowned, but without thinking too much, she walked into the room with the medicine.

"Xiaoqiu." He lifted the curtain, Fang Wuqiu obediently sat in front of the vanity mirror and waited for him.Ruan Liangyue didn't ask him about the figure in the military uniform just now, and after helping him with the medicine, the two of them returned to Wanlai Lexing leisurely.

In the car, Fang Wuqiu was sitting in the co-pilot, and the tall and straight figure behind the veil appeared in his mind. He thought for a while, and couldn't help taking out the ointment and looking left and right, his eyebrows were condensed, and his face was very confused.

Seeing him in a daze, Ruan Liangyue joked, "Ointment...Xiaoqiu, I didn't buy this ointment, who gave it to you? Are you so serious?"

What Fang Wuqiu thought was that he was suddenly told, and he hurriedly hid the ointment in embarrassment, as if there was no silver 300 taels here.

"I've seen it all." Ruan Liangyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Only then did Fang Wuqiu obediently take out the ointment, and said truthfully, "It was given to me by someone I don't know when I was in the theater just now, probably from outside spectators."

"It was given by a stranger." Ruan Liangyue quickly thought of the back of the soldier in uniform who left in a panic.

Is it him?

After sending Fang Wuqiu back to the hotel, Ruan Liangyue looked through Weibo in her spare time, and after a quick glance, she saw the Reuters of her acquaintance Chu Qian.

It was actually on Pingyu Street.

This time the Reuters is not blurry at all, the absolute high-definition photo is of Chu Yingdi in military uniform walking in the alleyway of Lihua South on Pingyu Street.He is heroic, handsome and has fans, with a pair of long legs breaking the sky.

Ruan Liangyue narrowed her eyes as she watched.

this dress...

Smart people think things are very simple, Ruan Liangyue sat on the bed, opened Chu Qian's circle of friends, and intercepted the latest circle posted by the other party.

He clicked on Chu Qian's chat box, and typed quickly.

Boss Ruan: [Screenshot]

Boss Ruan: Fang Wuqiu?

Boss Ruan: Don't rush to deny it, I saw you in the theater today, wearing the military uniform from the movie.

Boss Ruan: [Photo from Reuters]

Boss Ruan: Great movie star, why don't you change your costume when you come out?

Chu: ...

chu: Yes, I like him.

chu: You talk about me, I haven't talked about you yet, do you like Qiuqiu and know him so well in just one day?weird.

Ruan Liangyue chuckled, tapped the input method keyboard with her fingertips

Boss Ruan: Do you think everyone is like your dog?

Boss Ruan: I regard him as my younger brother.

chu: Hello Brother Ruan, goodbye Brother Ruan.

In the refreshing morning, Fang Wuqiu was lying on the soft bed of the hotel, wrapped around the quilt humming and rolling, the fine sunlight outside the glass window quietly hit the bed through the curtains, the mottled light and shadow looked very beautiful.

He turned over, put his chin on the pillow, and took out his phone to look.

"Sister Luoluo sent a message..." He rubbed his eyes and clicked on WeChat.

Zhou Luo: The duration of this week's live broadcast has not yet been completed, Xiaoqiu pay attention to the time.

Fang Wuqiu: I see, today will be broadcast live.

Zhou Luo: OK.

Zhou Luo: By the way, I almost forgot to remind you, pay attention to the official blog event that I asked you to repost yesterday, you may need to participate then.

Fang Wuqiu remembered that event, which was the PK of the platform anchor. He was not very interested in this kind of event, so he asked: Must participate?

Zhou Luo: It is not mandatory, but the platform hopes that you can participate. After all, your traffic is large enough, and the chance of winning is also greater, right?This is an event jointly organized by the platform and Delang Entertainment Company. The top few have the opportunity to be on the stage of variety shows. This is very good for the development of opera. I sincerely recommend you to go.

Fang Wuqiu: OK, I will consider it.

Zhou Luo really understood Fang Wuqiu's sensitive points, and after explaining the type of competition, he stopped talking.

Hearing what Zhou Luo said, Fang Wuqiu did feel a little biased, but he still hesitated and made no decision, and wanted to wait for time to see the situation before making a decision.

Fang Wuqiu got up quickly, and after tidying up, he opened the live broadcast room.

The number of fans increased rapidly. As soon as he clicked on the live broadcast, nearly [-] viewers flooded in instantly.

[Coral]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

[Lemon]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’.

[Love Lvluo]: Damn, what are you doing here? Why can't I understand?Is it me llllb?Fuck it, I don't want to make up lessons.

[Coral]: Hahahaha, the main reason is that I haven’t seen Qiuqiu for a day, and I miss it so much, so ahhh, I express my longing in my heart, um, yes, it’s that simple.

Fang Wuqiu hadn't started talking yet, but after seeing such a barrage, he couldn't help laughing, "Good morning, I'm Fang Wuqiu, you guys are really early today, I haven't even had time to post a notice on Weibo."

[Coral]: Raise your hand to pay special attention to Qiuqiu's Xiong Miao Miao account!

[Blue Sweater]: Raise your hands, raise your hands.

[Lemon]: Ouch, I'm so shy, people won't tell Ni Meng last night Qiuqiu nestled softly in my arms, and told me shyly and sweetly, the live broadcast will be live at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning~ [shy]

[Coral]: Hey~~~ I hate it.

Fang Wuqiu couldn't laugh or cry.

His group of fans is simply a treasure, especially those who first followed him and interacted with him. After getting acquainted with him, they found that they have become more and more detached recently.

After chatting with the fans for a while, Fang Wuqiu told them the content of today's live broadcast: "Because it is outside, it is not convenient to sing, so this time I will take everyone to Pingyu Street in the city, please? Buy some specialty products here, and draw prizes for you when you go back."

Although there was no singing, fans still enthusiastically expressed their expectations.

[Coral]: I haven't been to the city yet, it's great, Qiuqiu can take me on a trip, it's so cool!

[Lemon]: Raise your hands, I have been here once, Pingyu Street is super beautiful, there are many old houses inside, very retro, woo woo woo, I will go to my photo album right away, suddenly want to go again.

[Wool yarn]: Wow, don't you all remember the food in Pingyu Street?Grilled squid, rice noodles, fragrant, Bobo chicken, chaoshou, jelly, spicy rabbit head.

[Coral]: Damn, the bunny is so cute, of course you have to eat spicy food, I'm hungry, the girls downstairs are going to drool over me.

[Yarn]: I... [disgusted]

While the fans were chatting, Fang Wuqiu had already arrived at Pingyu Street by car.

Today happened to be a working day, and there were a lot fewer tourists on Pingyu Street, especially when he walked to Lihua South Lane, there were not many people around.The bustling yesterday has its benefits, but today it is quiet, and the roadside scenery looks clear and cold, which has a unique meaning.

Fang Wuqiu took the audience in the live broadcast room to stop and go all the way, and bought the special products he liked when he saw them.

[Love Lvluo]: I like shopping in ancient streets the most. Thank you Qiuqiu for taking me to play together. Hey, this is the first time I have seen such a characteristic street in the city. It is super unique. Please visit Qiuqiu for a while. !

[Blue Sweater]: Wow wow wow there is an old house in front, let's go and have a look, shall we?

"Of course." Fang Wuqiu looked into the distance and saw two branch roads at the deepest part of Pingyu Street, and there were ancient houses on both sides.

Fang Wuqiu walked over there.

Sure enough, as Brother Ruan said, the deeper you go in here, the more open the area is. Several ancient houses are well arranged, and the white walls and blue tiles seem to bring everyone back a hundred years ago.

[Coral]: It’s so beautiful, there are red paint characters on the door of the old house, it’s so majestic!

Fang Wuqiu looked up, and in the middle of the door plaque was written the name of the house—Fu Zhai.

[Pretty and charming]: Hey, the gate of this house looks very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere before. Let me think about it.

[Xiao Chu]: +1, I also think it looks familiar.

Fang Wuqiu didn't feel familiar. He just saw that the surrounding area was very quiet. There was obviously no one there, but he vaguely heard a very noisy voice.

And this voice is not made by one or two people, it should be more.

Just as he was thinking about it, the red-painted door was pushed open from the inside, and a dozen staff members carrying black cameras came out in a hurry. Among them, a man in black, who was probably the boss, raised his horn and shouted: "The shed will be installed soon. rails, and monitors."

They acted quickly, and the installation was quickly completed at the door in an orderly manner.

The man in black looked around and was about to nod in satisfaction when he suddenly saw Fang Wuqiu who was in a trance with his mobile phone up. He hurried over and said seriously, "Sorry, we're filming and we need to clear the scene here."

Fang Wuqiu blinked, his face full of confusion.

[Cute and moving]: Oh, I remembered, my brother is shooting a movie here! ! !

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