Chapter 46

In just a few days, it was time to watch the closing ceremony.

"Why are there so many people today?"

At this moment, the place was crowded with people, and the entrance was filled with audiences who wanted to watch the show.

Jian Xinyi was pushed back several steps by the crowd and was very puzzled.

Bai Yuanyuan looked very proud and waved the tickets in her hand. "It is said that the boss will be in person this time, so there will naturally be more people."

"personally?"

Jian Xinyi was very shocked, and the face that was so beautiful that it angered both humans and gods appeared in her mind again.

In a trance, I accidentally heard a voice behind me.

"Master Shan, look at that"

Jian Xinyi turned her head towards the source of the voice, only to find that Mr. Shan glanced at her with contempt, a cold smile on his face and a fierce look in his eyes.

Jian Xinyi knew that something bad was definitely going on, so she quickly pulled Bai Yuanyuan into the crowd and said, "Come in quickly."

Bai Yuanyuan looked confused and looked over there several times, but couldn't figure out what was going on. She could only helplessly ask, "Who is that person?"

"I've never seen him before. I guess he's not a good person."

The two of them took their seats, waiting to watch the show begin.

But they didn't expect that Mr. Dan was so vindictive that he followed them to their seats.

He also drove away the people next to them, sat down next to Jian Xinyi, and said to her viciously, "This time, you can't escape."

Why is it so greasy?

Even Jian Xinyi herself wouldn't be able to write lines like this.

She was helpless and turned her head away, "What are you going to do?"

Mr. Shan opened his mouth, but in an instant, the candles on and off the stage went out, and with a few soft sounds, the show began.

Before Jian Xinyi could see clearly, the play on the stage had already started.

The slim girl was singing on the stage, and the audience was cheering.

She glanced at the melon seeds on the table and wanted to touch them, but Bai Yuanyuan pulled her over and asked, "Are you okay? This guy looks a bit fierce."

"How long can this violence last?"

The melon seed skin in my hand fell off, revealing the white and plump melon seed kernels.

Jian Xinyi ate it in one gulp and continued watching the show.

The music on the stage suddenly intensified, and suddenly wind, rain, thunder and lightning came roaring together, as if it were real.

Bai Yuanyuan looked at the stage eagerly, her hands constantly patting Jian Xinyi.

"Jiaoyuexian's father has appeared, Zhuiyu, look quickly."

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a man, his sleeves fluttering, slowly emerged from the stage. The pale white brocade he wore was adorned with gold edging, but the mist shrouded his face, making it difficult to discern.

Jian Xinyi subconsciously leaned forward, trying to see everything on the stage clearly.

The candlelight swayed slightly, and the man's face also brightened and darkened. The excited audience had already started shouting, and the cheers were endless.

In an instant, the surrounding clouds and mist dissipated, and the man walked out slowly from the inside. The candlelight reflected the red spot between his eyebrows. His face was as calm as usual, without any ripples. His soft and shiny long hair draped over his shoulders, making him look even more divinity.

A beam of strong light shone, making the light golden armband even brighter. He raised his hand slightly, his light red lips opened and closed, and he recited the first line.

Before Jian Xinyi could react, Bai Yuanyuan beside her excitedly patted her thigh and said, "If you had told me that the class owner looked like this earlier, wouldn't I have come earlier?"

She was really speechless.

"Seeing is believing. I told you so."

After saying that, Jian Xinyi straightened up and continued to look at the owner on the stage.

The candlelight swayed with his footsteps, as if attracted by the god dressed on the stage.

Below the stage, the audience also cheered along with his every move.

Until the end.

As they left the table, Bai Yuanyuan dragged Jian Xinyi along, still reviewing the performance. "Wanhua Pavilion truly deserves to be a rising star. It was truly brilliant."

Jian Xinyi lowered her head, thinking about the scene just now, if only it could be used in...

"Why are you so absent-minded again? Has something happened to you recently?"

Bai Yuanyuan pouted, half complaining and half curious.

"No."

Jian Xinyi subconsciously denied it at the time, but when she glanced back, she could always see Mr. Shan behind her.

Why is he still haunting us?

"You've been like this since we met, always distracted." Bai Yuanyuan persisted, her eyes gradually shifting from curiosity to teasing, trying to tease her: "Is it because of problems with your relationship with the prince?"

"There's no such thing."

Seeing the figure behind them getting closer and closer, Jian Xinyi dragged Bai Yuanyuan and ran frantically in the troupe, "I have a feeling that the person following us is definitely not doing good."

"ah?"

Bai Yuanyuan was completely shocked. "Why don't we find a place to hide in the troupe first and come out after he leaves?"

Jian Xinyi nodded and pulled Bai Yuanyuan straight to the backyard of the troupe.

There were people coming and going here, but no one paid attention to the two little girls.

Instead, it was Master Shan and several other young masters who were outnumbered and were discovered.

"You guys, this is the backyard, no one is allowed in."

Jian Xinyi watched the security guards stop them and just breathed a sigh of relief, but then she found that Young Master Shan pointed inside and the security guards let them in.

Bai Yuanyuan was so anxious that she jumped up and down, pulling Jian Xinyi's sleeve desperately.

"what to do?"

"Come with me."

Jian Xinyi took Bai Yuanyuan's hand and followed her previous memories to find the class owner's villa.

The courtyard is shaded by bamboo forests and is a great place to hide.

The two of them threw the door open and, without caring who was there, curled up under the table.

The troupe owner just finished a play and is probably still taking off her makeup. She hasn't come back yet.

Thinking of this, Jian Xinyi felt more at ease.

But before he stayed there for long, he heard footsteps in the house.

She subconsciously stood up and turned her head, completely forgetting that she was under the table.

With a loud bang, Jian Xinyi's head hit the mahogany table.

It hurts so much.

She held her head in her hands with resentment, but she did not see the class owner walking out of the bedroom quietly and watching the scene coldly.

He walked over slowly and leaned over to look at the two people under the table.

The handsome face suddenly enlarged, which scared Jian Xinyi.

"How did you..."

"I'm not the last one to appear, so naturally I came back early."

The troupe leader looked at the two frightened quails, curled his lips into a smile, and stood up to sit on the mahogany chair next to him. "Last time it was the prince, who did you offend this time?"

"I don't know. A vicious man."

"I thought you had some special ability to attract this group of people."

The class owner's sarcastic tone made Jian Xinyi very uncomfortable, and she wished she could crawl out from under the table and find her.

Unfortunately, it’s not possible, she still has to hide from people.

After all, a single word from a big shot could cost her life, so it’s better to hide if possible.

She didn't understand before, but now she just wants to be a good person.

So he went in a little further.

Suddenly, there was a ding sound on the table, and Jian Xinyi was so scared that she retracted her head.

Then the man's laughter was heard again.

"I'm so sorry, I dropped the tea bowl a little too hard and scared you."

"you!"

Just as Jian Xinyi was about to explode, she heard a knock on the door.

"Master Qing, Master Shan outside sent a message saying that two strange women broke in. Is there any unusual movement in your room?"

She could only clasp her hands together under the table, then spread them out again, revealing a very awkward smile, and began to mutter desperately, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't tell anyone about me, I really don't dare to do it again, I really don't dare to do it again."

He looked at Jian Xinyi like this and smiled contemptuously.

"There's no movement. Tell Master Shan to take a closer look. Is he seeing things?"

The person outside the door responded with a yes and left to answer.

When Jian Xinyi heard no sound outside, she slowly pulled Bai Yuanyuan out from under the table.

Seeing that everything was fine, she dusted herself off and thanked the owner: "The owner is really kind-hearted."

"Really? That's not what you said before."

Troupe leader Qing snorted and picked up his gold-painted tea bowl again.

"Leave once you've solved it. Don't always bring people to my place."

Jian Xinyi was very dissatisfied. She had worked hard and bravely to make a living in ancient times, not seeking wealth and glory but just a stable life. How could it be as if she did it on purpose?

"Boss, I'm here to discuss business."

"Isn't it that childish picture book of yours again?"

She could only try hard to suppress her inner impulse and spoke to him very gently.

"Of course not. It's rouge and powder, which the troupe often needs. Regardless of the current price of powder, the shop can provide it to our troupe at a 20% discount. In the end, it helps you save a lot of money."

Mr. Shan's voice was getting closer and closer, making the room uneasy.

"Before doing business, protect yourself first."

The leader of the Qing troupe lifted his leg and walked out.

Jian Xinyi couldn't bear to watch this cooked duck fly away, so she quickly stopped him: "Boss, if you give the order, I will take this Mr. Shan away immediately."

"Okay, I can promise you."

With great disdain, the Qing troupe leader tapped Jian Xinyi's head with the bone of his fan, "But you, stay as far away from me as possible."

"There's a small hole behind the house. You can go through there."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Xinyi and Bai Yuanyuan excitedly shook each other's hands: "That's great, I'll talk to you in detail the next day."

She first asked Bai Yuanyuan to go back and take care of the shop, and then she went back to the front yard, thinking of helping the owner once.

Young Master Shan was extremely arrogant, and he gathered a group of people at the backyard gate. "Master Qing, you were just a slave before, and now you're just an actor. Who gave you such great power that you can even disobey me?"

Despite such a grand occasion, the troupe leader remained calm, still holding the peony-painted fan in his hand. He spoke in a gentle and even tone, "Excuse me, what position do you hold in the court? I'm not very good at remembering people."

The thugs came out with loud, raspy voices to defend their master, saying, "How dare you, boss, treat us like this?"

"The fact that there is such an official position as mine in the court shows that I am short-sighted."

The boss's words must have made the group of people very angry, and they picked up their weapons to fight.

The guards of Wanhua Pavilion were naturally no less powerful, and they came with sticks in a menacing manner.

Seeing that the two groups were determined to fight, Jian Xinyi didn't want that young man Shan to gain the upper hand, so she ran out to find the Jinwu Guards.

The streets are still bustling with traffic, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Jian Xinyi plunged into the crowd and followed the flow of people. Sure enough, she ran into a Jinwu Guard patrolling nearby.

She quickly confessed the situation truthfully and took the man to the backyard.

Seeing that she looked panicked, the Jinwu Guards thought that something must have really happened to her, so they followed her.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately shouted at the two gangs holding sticks, "What are you doing here?"

When the two gangs saw the arrival of the Jinwu Guards, they lost most of their momentum, especially Young Master Shan's side, who were all at a loss.

When Young Master Shan saw the Jinwu Guards approaching, his expression changed slightly, but he immediately regained his arrogant demeanor and said something nonsensical: "I left something in the backyard of the theater, and the owner wouldn't let me go in to look for it."

Seeing him like this, the troupe owner no longer had the heart to tease him and argued directly, his tone a bit stern: "During the performance, the backyard is not open to the public. How could the guests lose things in the backyard?"

Young Master Shan knew that he was in the wrong and could not say anything in front of the Jinwu Guards. His face turned red and white. He looked at the boss in front of him, snorted, and walked away with the group of people.

As soon as Jian Xinyi saw them leave, she immediately hid under a nearby tree.

Before leaving, she was still a little worried about Dule.

After wandering around for a long time, I wanted to find the class owner and tell him about Du Le, but I never saw her.

A gust of north wind blew by, blowing up a fallen leaf in the yard, and there was a slight rustling sound.

No one could be seen whether I looked near or far, and the sky gradually darkened.

Forget it, I’ll talk to him next time I come over.

As Jian Xinyi was thinking this, she was about to turn around when she was suddenly grabbed by the collar by a man in black.

"I knew she was here!"

Jian Xinyi felt like she was struck by lightning. She didn't expect that they had been waiting there for so long and hadn't left.

She subconsciously tried to resist the man's hand, but was only strangled tighter.

Seeing that she was still hypocritically resisting, Mr. Shan laughed even more happily.

"Do you think you can get away from here just because the boss is backing you up?"