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

Yu Ziyan couldn't imagine that after encountering such a thing, his uncle could actually laugh?

You must know that some messy scandals and rumors on the Internet can be the last straw that breaks the camel's back under certain circumstances.

Like Master Uncle is now, not only involving famous movie stars, but also being involved in rumors, if this happened to him, he would definitely go to the public relations to arrange to deal with it as soon as possible.But Master Uncle's expression didn't fluctuate at all, he still held the corner of his mouth, smiled, and his eyes were a little shy, which made Yuziyan's head full of question marks.

"Uncle Master, what are you laughing at?" Yu Ziyan said with a downcast face, "They're all scolding you, okay? You see how ugly they say, and they say you're taking advantage of Chu Qian's popularity. I'm convinced. The strangest thing is that Chu Qian, he actually dared to give a thumbs up, so he might have been sneaking a peek at how many nonsense provocative posts."

Yu Ziyan muttered, and finally said decisively: "I suspect he has other plans!"

"Don't have a picture?" Fang Wuqiu was puzzled, took out his mobile phone, slowly read through the posts in this tag, and even found the cp super chat of the two of them and clicked in.

Chaohua's name was too long, and he read it strangely. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and then his eyes were attracted by some words and pictures in Chaohua.

The technology of the P pictures is very professional, and the retouched pictures in his live broadcast room are combined with many TV and movie still photos of Chu Qian, without the slightest sense of awkwardness. The fans who are active in the comment area are all saying super cute things.

Watching and watching, those funny and sweet jokes emerged one after another, Fang Wuqiu was immediately amused by these cute little girls, the soft light of the moon halo oozes in the crooked eyes, Yu Ziyan suddenly glanced over from the side , I was stunned.

Master Uncle is really good-looking, he deserves to be able to attract the attention of tens of thousands of people just by singing in the live broadcast room.

No wonder, they will regard the two as cp.

Yu Ziyan couldn't help but see the image of Master Uncle and Chu Qian standing together. From appearance, to height, temperament, the match is really good, these CP fan girls are not lying.

only……!Chu Qian's behavior is tantamount to making his master and uncle the cusp of the storm in an instant!

This is something Yu Ziyan can't understand and understand at all. He chattered and said, "Uncle Master, don't think about other things. Is there something wrong with Chu Qian's behavior? Why is he doing this? No, I have to Trouble him!"

"Ziyan, wait a minute." Fang Wuqiu pulled him back.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong?"

Fang Wuqiu shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's just a small matter, let them say what they say, anyway, I have nothing to lose."

With a sullen face, Yu Ziyan said seriously: "The power of public opinion is great, Master Uncle, you are just too naive..." As he was speaking, Fang Wuqiu quickly changed the subject and dragged him to the study.

"What?" Yu Ziyan dragged his voice.

Fang Wuqiu suddenly started talking about other things, raised his eyebrows, and said with great interest: "Ziyan, I have something I want to discuss with you."

On the table are some libretto of Tanyang opera that Fang Wuqiu wrote down in the notebook from memory. There are a lot of them neatly stacked on the desk.Seeing how excited the master uncle was, Yu Ziyan asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Fang Wuqiu looked at Yu Ziyan, his eyes were stained with bright starlight, he smiled, said word by word, looking forward to it: "I want to perform on stage, rebuild the troupe, and let Tanyang Opera come into the public's sight again."

The persistent and solemn tone, with a crisp voice, caught Yu Ziyan by surprise.

Rebuild the troupe and perform on stage.He paused, a trace of regret suddenly flashed in his heart, shook his head, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and said: "It's actually not difficult for Master Uncle to perform on stage. , You don’t have to build a stage or troupe yourself.”

As Yuziyan said, his eyes moved away evasively.

Fang Wuqiu said seriously: "This is different. I want to build a troupe belonging to Tanyang Opera, or as you said, a theater. Of course, the theater may be too difficult to complete in a short time, but the troupe will definitely be able to."

There is longing in his eyes, and his eyes are full of ecstasy: "She doesn't have to be luxurious, but she must be warm. She doesn't need to be resplendent, as long as she can hold the weight of all the Tanyang operas. It belongs to the Tanyang operas." Home is a place where outsiders can find when they talk about Tanyang Opera."

Fang Wuqiu softly described the imaginary scene, his eyes trembled, and he laughed in a trance.

He looked at Yuziyan expectantly, his lips curled up, and he said excitedly: "Ziyan, do you think my idea is okay?"

When Yu Ziyan received the look from his master uncle, his expression froze suddenly.

He didn't answer quickly, and the scenes from a long time ago gradually appeared in his mind. In those scenes, he was talking and roaring angrily.

"The opera is ruined and has no chance to be reborn."

"I don't have the energy to wait for the drama of the Yu family to come out, and I don't have the energy anymore, grandpa, I give up. You have to believe me, the drama of the Yu family has limited development capabilities and is impossible."

"You gave up this play back then, you actually understand it, right?"

"It's futile to do more."

"I'm sorry, grandpa."

Yu Ziyan recovered from his memory, shook his head in disappointment, and sighed: "Impossible, master uncle, grandpa also wanted to develop Tanyang opera back then, but it was too difficult and special, and it had been hidden for too long , Even if it comes out, the dusty pearl will be wiped out by the sand."

Even though he said this, Fang Wuqiu was not angry, and smiled lowly: "I haven't tried it, why can't it work?"

Yu Ziyan didn't expect his uncle to be so stubborn. He persuaded in a deep voice: "Okay, even if it's possible, do you know how difficult it is to build a troupe? It's just you, or just the two of us. As soon as my uncle does it, he just wants to do the best, and it is impossible to act casually, so, have you thought about it? The connections, locations, investment, and opera singers needed to build a troupe are not troublesome."

Fang Wuqiu's eyes were in a trance, and he hesitated and didn't move, and didn't answer.

Yuziyan took a deep breath and continued: "Master Uncle, I have money and contacts, but there is one more thing, where should I find opera singers? You also know that for a perfect opera, the two of us are determined to Not enough. Whether to recruit apprentices or take the initiative to teach them out, this is a big issue related to Tanyang Opera. Moreover, even if the money and contacts are properly arranged, but no profit or short-term profit is low, the theater troupe cannot receive investment. There is also no publicity, and if things go on like this, they will not be able to settle down. This is why there are very few theater troupes now, and the singing can only be performed in provincial and municipal theaters."

He analyzed Fang Wuqiu point by point.

At the end, Fang Wuqiu nodded dully, lowered his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Ziyan, I understand..."

Only then did Yu Ziyan pull a smile, solemnly patted Master Uncle on the shoulder, and said with a relieved smile, "It's good that you can think clearly, Master Uncle, I have to go to work now, come back at night, you should rest at home."

Fang Wuqiu raised his eyes and responded, "Well, go outside and be careful, bye."

Yuziyan turned around and left the study room. When he was going out, he suddenly felt exhausted, regret filled his heart, and thought silently, how could Tanyang Opera have a chance to develop? Grandpa failed, so did he, Master Uncle , Master Uncle just thinks about it, he is too naive, he will understand.

Even though he thought so, for some reason, a trace of guilt flashed across his heart.

……

Fang Wuqiu has not broadcast live for several days.

After Yu Ziyan went out to work, he quickly sorted out the costumes and makeup, and continued to sing for the fans in the live broadcast room.The play he is going to sing today is called Yuzanen, and he was preparing to sing it for the anchor PK finals last time.

The costumes and make-up supplies were prepared early, but something went wrong at that time, and the play was delayed.

Fang Wuqiu is actually looking forward to singing this song. After all, the protagonist in the story is the imperial concubine of the former dynasty. During the Yu Dynasty, the ordinary people did not dare to sing ballads. The good Yuzan En can only be sung quietly in the theater troupe.

At that time, even when my father and mother taught opera, they secretly taught them behind the scenes. Fang Wuqiu couldn't help but smile when he recalled the scene back then.

After preparing all the necessary items, Fang Wuqiu quickly changed into costumes, and after putting on makeup, he clicked on the live broadcast room.

The barrage was as lively as ever.

[Coral]: Wow!Sprinkle flowers for Qiuqiu, line up to welcome Qiuqiu, I haven't seen it for a long time, I really miss it.

[Distant]: Plus one plus one, although there are only a few days without live broadcast, I always feel that centuries have passed, Qiuqiu must make up for us today, I miss you to death!

[Pikachu]: I'm a new fan, and I really like Qiuqiu singing.

"Thank you for your attention. Hello, I'm the anchor Fang Wuqiu. The play I'm going to sing today is called Yuzanen. I hope you like it." Fang Wuqiu had a gentle smile on his lips, and he clenched his hands into fists, placed them on his cheeks, and looked towards the audience. Waving at the camera.

[Yuan Yuan]: Aww, I haven't seen you for a few days, but she's still super cute!

[Love Lvluo]: Why is it a bit like a lucky cat? It's just cute anyway! [compare heart]

[Coral]: Wow, Qiuqiu's clothes and makeup are so special!

After being reminded by Sister Coral, others turned their attention from Fang Wuqiu's pretty face to his clothes.

The costume he wore today was the one that was stained with oil paint before the competition. After getting it back, it was cleaned in a special place, and it was extraordinarily gorgeous.

After all, the heroine Tsing Yi in the story is a concubine of the royal family. Not only are the costumes gorgeous and expensive, but even the makeup is different from the gentle and elegant appearance of those Tsing Yi characters.Coupled with the hair accessories on the head, it looks like a noble figure in the ancient dynasty.

Although Fang Wuqiu has an elegant temperament, she is full of momentum in luxurious clothes, with a unique beauty.

He stood up gracefully and saluted the fans politely.

With a flick of the wrist, the gooseneck was raised, and a crystal necklace hung on the snow-white neck, which made his neck look more slender, and immediately attracted a large group of fans to lick the screen, screaming how beautiful.

Fang Wuqiu didn't see the words of the barrage, so he raised his posture, turned his soft arms like cloud hands, and sang in a low voice: "Thank you in the begonia pot, you can't see the fallen leaves and loess, you can hear the flowers like beautiful flowers in the morning, and you can hear the withered yellow branches in your dreams. Abandon it, let's go, people's faces are covered with colorful flowers, can there be no time in the morning and evening?"

In the story of Jade Hairpin, the imperial concubine lowered her beautiful eyes one day, feeling sad and sad, and the servants around her were at a loss, asking the imperial concubine what was on her mind, but the imperial concubine was speechless.Afterwards, the imperial concubine returned to her bedroom and found a potted crabapple flower in the room, she immediately smiled.

It turned out that she was troubled today because of the withered crabapple in the bedroom. The maidservants didn't know what happened before, but it was the emperor's husband who annoyed her recently because of some trivial things. He still remembered Aifei's thoughts in his busy schedule and planted a plant by himself. Begonia sent.

When the imperial concubine saw Haitang, she was extremely happy, and she was no longer angry with her husband. Looking at the Haitang flower, she recalled the joy of the day and night.

It's just an ordinary palace matter, the first sentence Fang Wuqiu sang showed the imperial concubine's loss and sadness.

[Yuanyuan]: You sang well, I feel that Qiuqiu is getting more and more used to live singing!Sprinkle flowers for Qiuqiu, keep going, you are the best.

[Treasure of opera]: The noble and dignified posture of the imperial concubine is also wonderful, Qiuqiu is so powerful, I want to listen to it a hundred times!

Just when the imperial concubine was depressed because of the withered crabapple flowers, Fang Wuqiu lightly moved the lotus steps, Shi Shiran walked a few steps forward, and suddenly touched the ground with her toes, with a graceful figure, and sang with her hands: "The body is like the colorful clouds blown away by the wind, and the soul is blown away." Go with the fragrance of the flowers, babbling... I saw the reborn flower in front of me, I was surprised to see the fragrance of the begonia continued, who put a sprig of spring in the vase."

A large piece of crimson crabapple flowers was embroidered on the hem of the costume, and the red and yellow costume was particularly bright, which matched his complexion very well.

The most surprising part of this costume is the belt and cloud shoulders.

The multicolored thin belt hangs around the waist, fluttering and graceful as you walk, and the cloud shoulders are embroidered with the same multicolored colors as the ribbons, which complement each other, making it extraordinarily bright.

It also makes Fang Wuqiu's facial features look brighter, and every time he lowers his eyes and nods his head, he is full of inexhaustible grace.

"I saw Chanjuan dizzy, her boudoir looking at her shadow and pitying herself, her eyes drooping and leaning on the lanai, her face cleared and her make-up settled. Hey, I'm annoyed that my husband humiliated me last night, but now it's my husband who calmly admits his mistake while holding the begonia, that's all." The water sleeves suddenly threw out a smooth arc.

Fang Wuqiu suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face, bent slightly on his side, raised his eyebrows happily, and then sang: "There is a heart planted in the begonia pot. Looking back, the young man gave me love, and the emperor held flowers to send each other. The concubine blushed in embarrassment. Outside the corridor, in the corridor, butterflies fly away, and the spring is warm."

The imperial concubine stared at the begonia flowers with beautiful eyes, and when the maid beside her said that it was sent by the emperor himself, her face was full of surprise and seriousness. At this moment, Fang Wuqiu raised her head and put it in front of her mouth, her shy expression was clearly visible.

With a blink of an eye, the lips hooked slightly, the lips dyed cherry red were moist and tender.

The fans in the live broadcast room were fascinated and applauded endlessly.

Fang Wuqiu's water sleeves are flying in the air with ease, flamboyant and reckless, like a butterfly.

There is a shy smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, his body becomes softer and softer, and every time he bends his waist and turns to one side, fans excitedly send out barrage and rose rewards.

"Does the Son of Heaven know that I have only seen Lang Jun's beauty in my life? Birds and birds, flying to the courtyard, whispering softly, please see Lang Junan with a blessed body."

The imperial concubine couldn't help feeling ashamed when she thought about the joy of her youth.

Fang Wuqiu sang here, raised his sleeves with both hands, and suddenly shook, the water sleeves fluttered and fell on the crook of his arms.

"Beside the red carp pond, wandering in the corridors, gifted men and beautiful women, I have searched all over the mountains, forests, waters and seas, and I have recognized Mr. Wang in my ears." Finally, he arched his hands to his mouth, cupped his sleeves as a salute, and the story of the jade hairpin sang here place.

He panted and sat back in front of the computer screen.

The corners of the eyes and brows were still immersed in the drama, flying with joy, the red and tender lips were slightly raised, the lips were red and the teeth were white, and the face was full of tenderness, and the live broadcast room suddenly boiled.

【Treasure of opera】: A rose represents my heart, a flower for you bang~

[Coral]: Ah, this play is very nice, and its style is different from the previous ones. It is obvious that Qiuqiu's temperament changed a lot when she sang about the concubine. Qiuqiu really surprises me more and more. up!

[Lemon]: I like it, I like it, I like it very much, I hope that Qiuqiu will continue to sing Jade Hairpin next time, I can keep listening to it, it’s so good, the makeup is so beautiful, I have sent a screenshot of Qiuqiu to Weibo Yes, in just a few seconds, I have gained hundreds of likes, and Qiuqiu is really getting more and more popular.

[Pikachu]: I'm so beautiful!

Fang Wuqiu panted slowly. After singing, he began to chat with the fans in the live broadcast room as usual.

What they are most curious about is nothing more than today's play.

Fang Wuqiu briefly introduced the background and story of Jade Hairpin. Although the background of this play is simple, it is not lacking in tenderness, and the fans call it cute.

Soon, the content of the barrage chat changed, and someone curiously asked about yesterday's Weibo.

[Chocolate Sweet Sauce]: I'm a new fan, just curious, Qiuqiu, what happened to Weibo yesterday, it's such a big deal, Qiuqiu, you can't miss it, right?Then why not talk about the situation.It's really strange, everyone is saying that you went to Mr. Lin Zhichao's dinner party, but you didn't post any photos afterwards, but in the end, Chu Qian, the actor Mr., liked cp Chaohua again, and some things were gathered Together, inexplicably, do not understand.

[Yuanyuan]: Well... To be honest, I also think it's quite strange, but I don't know how to ask. Fortunately, a sister has asked now. Alas, things on Weibo are very troublesome. It's easy to be interpreted if you say a few words , really tired.

[Chocolate Sweet Sauce]: That's right, they are all scolding Qiuqiu for her debut, so a series of things are the packaging arrangements of the people before her debut, but I still don't believe it, I want to hear Qiuqiu's own words.

[Lemon]: Eh?Although, I also add one.

Similar words gradually began to appear on the barrage, and Fang Wuqiu could easily see it when he lowered his eyes.Without hesitation, he nodded and answered the fans directly: "Well, I did go."

After the words fell, the fans were all surprised and barraged.

[Chocolate Sweet Sauce]: Wow!It is actually true, then that photo is not a P-picture, huh? !Oh my god, could Qiuqiu be a certain second-generation rich or official? Otherwise, how could he have the opportunity to attend a dinner party hosted by such a rich man? It's so sour.

[Yuan Yuan]: Aww, I'm going to send the screen recording to clarify. I'm so pissed off. They all say it's deliberate marketing. The posts and comments on Weibo can't be read. They're all messing around.

[Treasure of Opera]: Ah... Why didn't Qiuqiu clarify it when the public opinion was fermenting? Now it's messed up, so many people scold it, it almost pissed me off!

[Pikachu]: Yes, yes, yes, you must clarify when encountering this kind of thing, and you can't let the matter pass casually, otherwise it will be miserable later. Ah, now I think back to the situation of being scolded yesterday, and I feel uncomfortable. [groaning]

"Why didn't you go to Weibo to clarify..." Fang Wuqiu smiled slightly when he saw fans doubting the barrage, and explained: "I just don't think it's necessary."

[Pikachu]: Am I the only one who wants to ask, does Qiuqiu really know Chu Qian? ! !

[Sandalwood Bookcase]: Not only you, but also me, let me say something quietly, I really love them both, the door to a new world is opening to me, Boss Chu is so handsome, okay, it matches well with Qiuqiu said.

[There is a green radish]: There is one thing to say, the matching is really good, but it is also a little bit of suspicion, uh, I feel a little uncomfortable...

A barrage about rubbing heat suddenly popped up.

After the rest of the fans saw it, they were stunned for a few seconds before they began to explain.

[Shu Shan]: Let me go, what is rubbish? Some fans of actor Chu said first that the figure in the photo is very similar to their brother. No one in our family has said this, right?Besides, it was the actor Chu himself who gave cp a thumbs up on the post, canceled it, and finally posted on Weibo. If you have a clear eye, you can know who is rubbing against whom, okay?

Tong Shanfu was really going to die of anger. She had received a beautiful photo of Qiuqiu's banquet yesterday. Before she could appreciate it, she started to go crazy against black people. Obviously Qiuqiu is the anchor, and those marketing accounts actually got black traffic. Like a star, I really don't know whose black money was collected.

Tucao, she continued to type: I advise some people not to be annoying here, you are not welcome in Qiuqiu's live broadcast room.

What Tong Shanfu said was indeed the truth, after all, this matter has nothing to do with Fang Wuqiu.

After she finished speaking, the audience who talked nonsense in the barrage backed out

Fang Wuqiu didn't care about that person's words, but he didn't expect that the photos of the party that day would leak out, as well as Chu Qian. Fortunately, the photos were not very clear, so Chu Qian would not be involved because of his own affairs.

Rejoicing in his heart, he smiled and said, "It's nothing, don't make random guesses."

As Fang Wuqiu spoke, he blinked and said mischievously: "Why don't we discuss it now, what should we sing next week's live broadcast?"

The fans quickly forgot what happened just now, and happily started discussing with him.

……

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the live broadcast room was closed.

As soon as he broadcast it, he received Chu Qian's WeChat.

Chu Qian: Qiuqiu, you sang really well tonight.

Fang Wuqiu frowned, smiled, and replied: Thank you, Brother Chu, are you still working on the set?

Chu Qian: [Photo]

Chu Qian: Yes, tonight we will be filming until the wee hours of the morning.

The photo is a picture of the studio in Beijing. Chu Qian only took a picture of the props of the studio. With the dark night and dim lights, it looks a bit sad.

Fang Wuqiu: I'm so busy.

Chu Qian: Qiuqiu, since I came to the studio in Beijing, I have been very busy. The director is not allowed to go out, and there is no chance to ask for leave or receive notices. I will not see you until a month later.

Chu Qian: [wry smile.jpg]

Fang Wuqiu's hand that pressed the button suddenly stopped in the air.

He blinked his eyes, looked dazed for a moment, looked at the dialog box on the screen, felt a bit of reluctance in his heart but still didn't know it, he just pursed his lips.

Fang Wuqiu: Then, see you in a month.

Fang Wuqiu: Work hard.

He quickly poked the screen with his hand, then turned the phone on the table, blushed, and ran to the bathroom as if evading.

After Fang Wuqiu took off his makeup, he stopped looking at his phone, buried his head in front of the desk, thought about things slowly, and then picked up a pen to write and draw.

The lamp on the table case lasted for a long time.

two hours later.

Turning the key in the keyhole, Yu Ziyan, who was busy working outside, returned home, and was about to call his uncle, when he caught a glimpse of a small light in the study.

Under the lamp, Fang Wuqiu leaned on his arms, tilted his head, and fell into a deep sleep.

The voice of Yu Ziyan shouted suddenly choked.

How could it be okay to sleep on the desk, maybe he would catch cold at night, he pondered for a while, hesitating whether to call his uncle to get up and go to sleep on the bed.

But he didn't want to, before he called for someone, he glanced casually, and his eyes were attracted by the thick stack of papers on the desk.

Dozens of sheets of paper were written densely on the construction arrangements and development prospects of the troupe.

Yuzi Yan was taken aback.

He pursed his lips, reached out hesitantly, and took two.

From these papers, it can be clearly seen that Fang Wuqiu has never studied planning. Although the writing is methodical, his ideas are too naive and idealistic.

If Yu Ziyan sees such a plan written by his employees on a company project, he will definitely be annoyed and dismiss it and rewrite it.But now his eyes are wide open, and his gaze stays on those words greedily, not moving for a long time.

His hands holding the paper trembled, feeling ashamed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1022:39:41~2020-05-1122:13:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Xue Jiatang sugar; 2 bottles of mirry rice grains; 1 bottle of heartbeat if it is not wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!