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At around five o'clock in the evening, Ying Xiaonong came out of the practice room, wiped off his sweat, and went downstairs to buy food.

The corridor was dark, he walked every day, he was very familiar with him, he walked down three steps at a time, and when he turned around on the jogging platform on the first and a half floors, he saw a long-haired woman in a white skirt floating in the doorway.

In the old tube building without electricity, dressed in white and black and straight, Ying Xiaonong yelled out of nowhere: "Ahhhhh!"

The second floor immediately shouted: "Xiao Nong?"

This is a treasure.

"Why are you bastard howling!"

This heartless person is Shi Kuoting.

Ying Xiaonong regained his composure, and shouted upstairs: "It's okay!"

The "female ghost" floated towards him slowly, gracefully and gracefully going up the stairs. Ying Xiaonong saw clearly that she was a very beautiful girl, with a pure appearance like the little girl next door, but she was over 1.7 meters five tall. In front of him, almost level with him.

She also saw Ying Xiaonong clearly, this kind of face, no matter where she put it, she would be the first class: "Are you the class leader?"

Ying Xiaonong surprised her just now, but now she has no good temper: "Who are you?"

"What's the smell in this building?" She didn't answer, but moved her nose exaggeratedly, "It's like soaking some stinky rag for ten days and a half months, and there's still a toilet smell. Is this a theater troupe?"

It turned out that he was here to criticize, Ying Xiaonong crossed his arms and raised his chin: "Does it have anything to do with you, whether it's a rag or a toilet? Stay where you are cool!"

"There's no electricity either," she looked up, "Is it going to be a mess?"

The word Huang Tan'er excited Ying Xiaonong: "Little girl, watch your words!"

The "female ghost" passed him and walked upstairs, with a figure that looked like she was walking with her, "It's good that you dawdling theater troupes don't have a stage, but if you get on stage, you won't even be able to open your mouth, right?"

Ying Xiaonong didn't buy any food, and rushed to her in front of her, took the key to open the door of the practice room: "Which one of us is fooling around, we can only find out after comparing each other?"

The "female ghost" glanced at him, but the face of a high school girl looked like a royal sister: "Come on."

Ying Xiaonong pulled off the colored skirt and water sleeves from the hanger, tied them around her waist, and pointed at her: "I see kung fu on her body, a three-piece suit for a drunken concubine, let's fight quickly."

"The Drunken Concubine" is also known as "Hundred Flowers Pavilion".

Without waiting for the "female ghost" to speak, he came directly, flicked his sleeves across the air, patted her on the shoulder and told her to back off, and then suddenly looked back after a few drunken steps, and saw the Baihua Pavilion "a group of women competing for beauty", thinking of Ming Huangshan He went to find Concubine Mei by himself, and he was charming and angry, ashamed and angry, and slowly squatted down to sniff flowers, and walked away like a lying fish.

The light in the evening is dim, but the small practice room is full of brilliance. Ying Xiaonong has no make-up, no photos, no phoenix crown, just a female skirt and a pair of long sleeves, imitating the female form with a man's body, so tender, Lifelike.

He got up with a flick of his sleeves and walked to the opposite corner. This time he saw a peony, but no one came to appreciate it. He swayed and stretched out his right hand to turn over the orchid finger. With a twist of his feet, the second lying fish seemed to be startled.

The "female ghost" stared at him without blinking, no one would turn their eyes away from such a charming "beauty".

Ying Xiaonong got up in a drunken state, walked in front of her, turned around slowly with sideways eyes, and when he was about to lose sight of his face, he suddenly lowered his waist, steady and rustling, and settled in place.

He turned his face upside down and smiled: "Are you here?"

"Female ghost" expressionless: "I can't come."

Ying Xiaonong was satisfied, she shook her waist flexibly, and straightened up: "You can't even get drunk, what else can you do?"

The "female ghost" cleared her throat, took a breath, and suddenly shouted: "What a slave!"

Ying Xiao Nong was surprised.

Then, she sang calmly and loudly: "Seeing Bao Zheng's anger——"

Ying Xiaonong didn't expect that she was...

The voice is wide and bright, with a metallic voice: "full chest!"

"Seeing Bao Zheng's chest full of anger", Shi Kuoting heard it in the part of the play "Chisang Town" by Hualian Laodan, and came to ask in surprise, "Where did such a good Laodan come from!"

As soon as he arrived, the "ghost" shut up.

Ying Xiaonong looked at her up and down, this figure, this appearance, he thought it was a big Tsing Yi, and then it was Huadan, Daomadan, but he didn't expect it to be Laodan, with such a clear voice: "Okay, girl!"

She was a little different from just now, she pursed her lips and looked a little shy: "Is it better?"

"Bi!" Baochan also arrived, carrying Shi Kuoting's piano, and entered the room vigorously, "Girl, you sing, and I will play the piano for you."

It was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see people in the room. She was quite contemptuous: "Who are you?" Then she pointed at Shi Kuoting, "I want him to pull me."

Three pairs of eyes fell on Shi Kuoting at the same time, he didn't answer, Ying Xiaonong leaned over and poked his heart with his finger: "Take this girl down for me, our group just needs an old lady."

Shi Kuoting pushed him: "Don't touch your hands."

Ying Xiaonong stared, and said through the teeth: "Your skin is itchy, happy!"

Shi Kuoting turned his head to look at Baochan, and asked him with his eyes: Lao Dan, do you want it?

Baochan handed over Huqin: Of course I want it.

"Come on," Shi Kuoting picked up the piano, found a chair and sat down, "What tune, girl?"

The girl lost all her arrogance just now, and said a little shyly, "You decide."

Well, "You decide", Shi Kuoting played the Xipi guide according to her tune just now, and after a short passage through the door, she opened her voice majesticly: "Dragon chariot and phoenix chariot—enter the imperial city!"

Everyone was taken aback, this is not "Chisang Town", but "Dragon Robe", which also starts with the Xipi guide.

"Fighting the Dragon Robe" is a traditional Laodan drama. It tells the story of Bao Zheng going to Chenzhou to release grain during the Northern Song Dynasty. The truth, the story of welcoming Li Hou and returning to court, and beating Renzong's dragon robe with a stick to show punishment.

Her voice is really good, like turbulent waves, with inexhaustible breath, the Xipi guide turned her eyes three times, and the three eyes turned to the original plate again. She is unhurried and full of charm. Official's pilgrimage:

"I can hear the voice of the next door again—" She held the score on the shelf, and Shi Kuoting followed up through the door. She glanced at him, but didn't sing a word, and went through the door again with a clatter. She still didn't speak.

Shi Kuoting and Ying Xiaonong couldn't figure it out, Baozhan had a flash of inspiration, walked up squarely, bowed and said: "Your Majesty sees you in his prime, the country is a thousand years old!"

Wang Yanling is the prime minister of Song Renzong, played by an old student in the play, there are two lines here, and sure enough, the girl smiled on her face: "Pingshen!"

The little girl was a little bit interesting, Baochan bowed to pick it up again: "Thousands of years old!"

The girl felt comfortable being served, and sang high and high: "Wang Yanling is loyal and upright in my dynasty!"

After singing this line, she stopped singing again.The old eunuch Chen Lin was the next one to meet, and there were also two words, Shi Kuoting played the piano, Bao Chan played the role of Wang Yanling, and there was only one Ying Xiaonong left. He and the girl stared at each other, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

Baochan held his hand in the water sleeve from behind, Ying Xiaonong remained silent.

Baochan tugged again, Ying Xiaonong shook off him, swallowed his anger and went up, imitating the clown's voice: "Slave Chen Lin sees you, the country is a thousand years old!"

The girl was satisfied now, with a proud expression on her face: "Pingshen!"

Ying Xiaonong spat bitterly: "Thousands of years!"

She sang steadily: "Old Chen Lin is the life-saving benefactor of Aijia!"

There was another Bao Zheng at the back, Shi Kuoting originally wanted to give a voice, but the girl didn't use him, and he did it in one go: "What a loyal and good little Bao Zheng," the original board turned to Liu Shui, "You cleverly make lanterns for Ai's family. When the major arrangements are made, I will raise your official position!"

She stared firmly at Shi Kuoting with a pair of peach blossom eyes, as if there was infinite tenderness in her.

When Shi Kuoting put away the piano and stood up, Ying Xiaonong pressed his elbow against his heart, muttering softly: "Why do I feel...she is interested in you?"

"What can you see when it's so dark?" Shi Kuoting turned around and asked the girl, "You let me play the piano, you know I'm a luthier?"

The girl straightened her long hair and said crisply, "I am Chen Rouen."

Shi Kuoting frowned when he didn't answer the question.

"You don't remember..." The girl looked disappointed, "I told you my name when you went to the Beijing Opera Troupe to demonstrate two years ago," she hurriedly added, "I had short hair back then!"

Shi Kuoting really doesn't remember, every time he went to the city troupe to exchange, a group of students from the drama school came to observe: "How do you know I'm here?"

Chen Rouen lowered her head: "Last month you went to the city group to find Director Guo, and I happened to hand in the application materials, and I saw you..." Then he asked Director Guo for the address of Ruyizhou.

Shi Kuoting nodded: "You sang well, come and play when you have time."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chen Rouen quickly stopped him: "I want to join you!"

This is exactly what Baozhan and Ying Xiaonong wanted, but Shi Kuoting didn't agree: "Aren't you going to be listed in the group?"

"As soon as Director Guo said you were here, I asked for the materials back!" She looked at Baochan and the others, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, "I've got you!"

Ying Xiaonong blew a whistle, and Shi Kuoting immediately threw the bow over: "I don't even know what time it is, it's not in the right shape!"

Ying Xiaonong caught the baby bow with both hands, and held it in his arms. Baochan knew what Shi Kuoting was hesitating about. The future of Ruyizhou was uncertain. At this time, a girl came, and he couldn't bear to accept her.

"Girl, here we..." Baochan said truthfully, "I can't even afford you living expenses."

"I don't care," Chen Rou'en said bluntly, staring at Shi Kuo-ting, "I can do it upside down!"

Shi Kuoting turned his back in embarrassment: "Let us be the masters."

Chen Rouen glanced at Ying Xiaonong, unwillingly lowered her figure, bowed awkwardly to the boss, and said somewhat coquettishly: "The head of the family, please accept me!"

Ying Xiaonong hugged Shi Kuoting's piano bow and laughed tremblingly: "This girl has a good voice and manners, but her eyes are not good." As he said, he pouted towards Baochan.

Chen Rouen came to her senses, her face flushed red: "You stinky Tsing Yi, I..." She snatched the bow from Ying Xiaonong's arms, and chased him to hit him, "I'll never end with you!"