How can I always be treated as a woman

When I was in high school, in order to motivate the students who struggled in the sea of ​​books, the teachers and parents said, "It will be fine if you go to college, and you can play as you like after you go to college!" But after actually going to college, Jing Xing knew, Those are all deceptive, especially when the professor has high expectations for you and treats you differently.

The freshman year is always the time to lay the foundation. In addition to lectures, all the professors give all the students extracurricular homework to memorize!Modern literature, ancient literature take turns!In class, there is a roll call test to recite, like a dictionary of Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Song Annotations, the professor picks a page at random, and the professor says the first half of the sentence, but you can't recite the second half?1 point will be deducted from the usual score of the final exam!Don't underestimate this 1 point, every class is deducted, deducted again and again, and the usual points will be gone!Although the usual exam score is only 40 points, can you guarantee that you can get a full score in the final exam?

Half a month into the official start of school, Jing Xingtian thought for a while, "If I love you, I will never be like a climbing scorpion flower"; for a while, "the west wind withered the green trees last night"; turned into dust"...

Such a high-intensity recitation requirement, even if Jing Xing has the space to plug in, he almost has a photographic memory, and it is also a time when he has time to memorize the classic poems.

On this day, Jing Xing went to Lan Mansion to work part-time as usual. Lan Wanhua was absent due to business, and while waiting for customers to order, Jing Xing was reciting the lines of Peking Opera, and unconsciously began to sing: "The ice wheel on the sea island is just turning, look at the jade rabbit." East rises early again..."

At this moment, the housekeeper suddenly came in from the door, his usually calm footsteps were a little hurried, when he heard Jing Xing's voice, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked, "Oh, Young Master Jing, can you sing this song when the imperial concubine is drunk?"

Jing Xingmeng, who was suddenly pulled back, nodded his head.

Mmmm.

"Great!" The housekeeper clapped his hands suddenly, pulled Jing Xing and walked out: "Master Jing, Qingyi from Lanfu's voice has some problems and can't sing, you can save me! You don't need to go on stage, You can just listen to the sound of the huqin and sing in the back, and there will naturally be someone performing on the front stage."

"Oh, grandpa housekeeper, I can't do it!" Jing Xing suddenly panicked and said, "Can't you tell the guests about the situation?"

"The old man of the Song family celebrated his [-]th birthday. Didn't he bring bad luck to others by talking about it?" said the housekeeper, "Master Jing, don't be self-effacing. Listening to your two voices just now is definitely enough!"

While talking, the old man of the Song family arrived across the courtyard, and entered the courtyard through the back door dedicated to the staff, Jing Xing took a look outside, and saw that the entire courtyard was full of twenty or thirty tables, and the old man at the main table was sitting on a back chair On the bed, I was listening to "Five Girls Blessing Birthday".

The Tsing Yi who sang the drunken imperial concubine was sitting on the seat in pain at this moment, covering his throat in pain, looking at it like this, if it wasn't for the importance of this play, he would have been sent to the hospital at this moment.

"Grandpa housekeeper, this Tsing Yi... sister, is everything alright?" Jing Xing asked.

"It's okay, I can hold on for a while." Tsing Yi spoke, his voice was unbearably hoarse, but he could still tell it was a male voice.

"Xiao Zhao, you will perform on stage as usual later, and Jing Shao will sing for you behind the stage later." The butler said to Tsing Yi, "Don't worry, Lan Manor will not treat you badly afterwards."

According to Jing Xing, Tsing Yi's voice is definitely not just hoarse, it seems that he has suffered a serious injury, and he still insists on going on stage like this, I have to say, he is very dedicated.Thinking of this, Jing Xing felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

After a while, the actors on the stage who had five female birthday wishes stepped down, and the erhu started. Tsing Yi, whose throat was injured, tidied up his sleeves and came on stage. As soon as he appeared, Jing Xing sang:

"Swing—drive—"

On the stage, Tsing Yi has a graceful figure, and a golden-faced peony fan is rotating in his hand, which is charming and dignified.

"The ice wheel on the island is turning, and the jade rabbit is rising eastward again—" After the words were babbled, there was a burst of applause from below.

After hearing this, Jing Xing's confidence gradually increased, he sorted out his mood, and continued to follow the rhythm:

"Lunli Island, the universe is extremely bright, and the bright moon is in the sky, just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace"

Under the stage, the five or sixty-year-old man sitting next to the old man frowned slightly, and asked the junior next to him, "Greetings, did Tsing Yi change today?"

"No!" Song Zhili replied, listening carefully with his ears sideways. Although the voice was still mellow, sweet and crisp, wide and clear, it was no thicker than Zhao Qingyi's before.

"Father, wait a moment." Song Zhili said to the old man, got up from his seat, and went to the backstage. He just opened the curtain, and saw Jing Xing hiding behind the curtain, dubbing the voice of "Great Concubine" on the stage.

Song Zhili didn't step forward when he saw this, but just stood by and listened.Jing Xing was concentrating on singing at the moment, afraid that if he made a mistake, he would cause trouble for Lan Wanhua, and he couldn't see the audience standing next to him.

Song Zhili heard half of it, but saw Lan Wanhua suddenly appear beside him, and made a gesture of invitation to Song Zhili.

Seeing his old friend coming, Song Zhili followed Lan Wanhua to the side hall obediently, and wanted to ask who this interesting little friend was.

But here, Lan Wanhua just used his relationship to clean up Lin Zhigao who dared to move Jingxing, and the restless third uncle in the family over there made a fuss in front of the old man, sneering and saying that he became a confidante in anger, and this concubine is still a male.Mr. Lan has been in a high position for many years and is an old-fashioned person. He has always been uncomfortable with this kind of thing, so he immediately recruited Lan Wanhua to go back to his ancestral house to inquire about the situation. Someone drugged his throat, and Jing Xing was temporarily arrested and came to top the vat.Hurrying over quickly, he saw Song Zhili looking at Jing Xing with great interest.

"I haven't been here for half a year, when did you add such an interesting kid here?" Song Zhili asked after taking his seat.

"Is it not bad?" Lan Wanhua didn't answer Song Zhili directly.

"That's pretty good! It's amazing when you hear it, and it's shocking when you see it!" Song Zhili said, when he was playing like crazy in the early years, he was determined to keep people in the house, but now that he is getting older, he doesn't have so many thoughts , but also very appreciative of people.

Lan Wanhua listened to his friend's evaluation, smiled slightly, and said directly: "I plan to take care of him."

"Oh?" Song Zhili became interested when he heard it, and asked, "Can your old man pass that test?"

"It depends on human effort." Lan Wanhua said.

"That's right, the old man's little family property is almost being emptied by you! Then what will happen to you!" Song Zhili laughed.

Lan Wanhua took a sip of tea, but smiled silently.

"Hey, I'll chat with you again when I have time. Today is my ancestor's [-]th birthday, and I have to go out to accompany him." Song Zhili stood up and said goodbye.

"Hey, wait until I'm with you, Grandpa Song's birthday, I'd better celebrate it face to face!" Lan Wanhua put down the tea bowl, got up and walked out with Song Zhili.

At this time "The Drunken Concubine" on the stage had already been sung, Jing Xing heaved a sigh of relief and was about to step off the stage, facing Shang Lan Wanhua's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Hey? Just right! Come on, little brother, let's go together! My old man is asking me to see who is singing in the background!" Song Zhili greeted.

Oops!Is this a trick?Jing Xing was startled, and his face turned pale.

Seeing this, Lan Wanhua secretly cast a glance at Song Zhili, comforted Jing Xing and said, "It's okay, I'll go with you."

Then he turned around and introduced: "Jing Xing, this is my son Song Zhili, the host of today's birthday banquet."

"This is Jing Xing, B's great talent, come to my place to work part-time for a few days."

After Song Zhili and Jing Xing greeted each other, the three of them went out together and walked to the side of the main seat. Lan Wanhua took Jing Xing to wish the ancestor of the Song family a birthday: "Mr. Song, I wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!"

"Boy Jing Xing, I wish the old birthday stars the sun and the moon to prosper, Songhe Changchun!"

The ancestors of the Song family were a little confused about who they were. When they saw Lan Wanhua and Jing Xing coming over, they thought they were their juniors. They said "Okay", grabbed a handful of candy from the table and stuffed each of them with Jing Xing. Xing took a handful of candies with colorful candy wrappers, and was a little bit dumbfounded.

Song Zhili's father, Song Kaiping, saw that Lan Wanhua brought a younger generation whom he had never seen to celebrate his father's birthday, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Father, this is the one who voiced Tsing Yi behind the stage just now," Song Zhili said with a smile, and added: "A kid from Lan Wanhua's family."

Song Zhili saw that Lan Wanhua seemed to have not caught up with him, so he didn't directly say that this was Lan Wanhua's little boyfriend, but only said that he was a child of Lan Wanhua's family, to give Jing Xing his identity, and how did his father understand it? , then it's none of his business.

After hearing Song Zhili's words, Song Kaiping thought for a long time but couldn't figure out which relative of the Lan family was the child. In the blink of an eye, seeing Lan Wanhua's vaguely lingering eyes towards Jing Xing, he suddenly understood something.Knowing this relationship, Song Kaiping purposely sized up Jing Xing's eyes, only to feel that although the child was surprisingly good-looking, his eyes were very pure and honest, and he didn't have the monsters on those fans around his son in the early years. gas.So I lost three points of repulsion in my heart, and nodded to Jing Xing.

Seeing that she was recognized by the host, Lan Wanhua gave Song Zhili a thankful look, and then pulled Jing Xing to add two seats under Song Zhili and sat down.

Although the Song family has a lot of power in Beijing, it has always been a single lineage, so at the main table, there are only four people, Mr. Song, Song Kaiping, Song Kaiping's wife, Song Zhili, Lan Wanhua and Jing Xinger. After they were seated, part of the topic naturally fell on Jing Xing.

"Since you have real skills, you don't need to speak up for others behind your back." Song Kaiping instructed Jing Xing.

"Just now, Brother Jing sang a song by a drunken concubine that was good, but it's a pity that I only listened to the voice and didn't see anyone. I don't know which song I'm good at. Why don't you go on stage and show off!" Mrs. Song Kaiping laughed, she has no husband. After thinking so much, he only thought that Jing Xing was a junior from the Lan family.

Hearing this, Jing Xing subconsciously glanced at Lan Wanhua, who smiled and nodded to Jing Xing.

"Today is the old man's birthday, so let's present a song "Magu's Birthday"!" Encouraged Jing Xing said.

"Old ancestor, brother Jing is going to sing Magu's birthday for you!" Mrs. Song patted the old man's hand and said.

After hearing this, the old man clapped his hands like a child, and applauded repeatedly: "Good! Good boy!"

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