Although the opera is long, it always has an end, and the audience's attention has not been withdrawn until the slightly tipsy beauty disappears from the stage with small steps. Everyone just wants to stick their heads into the backstage and ask "her" to sing until dawn.
But the music stopped and the song was finally over.
There was continuous applause and cheers, and some gold, silver jewelry and silver dollars were thrown onto the stage, which matched the enthusiasm in their eyes.
When the music stopped, Lu Jun's mood still did not relax. Madam Lu patted his shoulder and asked, "How is it?"
"Mother's recommendation is indeed excellent." Lu Jun exclaimed in admiration, "When will she sing again?"
It's no wonder that such a famous actress who can keep his eyes fixed on her is so popular. Listening to one of her songs is better than listening to hundreds of songs by others. The lingering sound is unforgettable for a long time. It is indeed worth coming here.
"Qing Huan only performs once a week. Today's performance is over. Come back next week." Madam Lu said, "There are other performances later. Do you want to listen?"
"If mother wants to listen, I will accompany her." Lu Jun said with a smile.
Bai Jingjian stepped down from the stage and without talking to anyone, he went straight to the door that was guarded by several people. However, before he could open the door, he was stopped by several people in short coats. The guards also came forward and confronted those people, and the situation became tense for a while.
"Hey, don't do it, don't hurt the harmony. We don't have any other intentions. We just came to see Qinghuan." A man wearing glasses, with several huge gem rings on his hands and a pipe in his mouth walked out from behind the men in short coats.
He walked slowly closer, his eyes fixed on Bai Jingyan: "She is so beautiful, I wonder where Sister Ying got this from."
Such a beauty, Qing Huan sang very well today. I don’t have anything good to give you. Do you like this gift?”
He opened a box, which contained a necklace. The pigeon's blood ruby as big as a pigeon egg was particularly eye-catching. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was priceless.
Bai Jinglang's eyes passed over it, but he squatted down, bowed lightly, and then turned and walked towards the door.
The man wanted to reach out, but was stopped by the gatekeeper: "Boss Wei, this is Boss Liu's territory, so it's better not to act rashly."
"Hey, what can I do? I just want to ask Qinghuan what she likes. I can prepare something more to her liking next time." Boss Wei said to the door.
There was no movement from inside the door. Boss Wei closed the box and left with a few people. When they were alone, someone following him said, "Boss, why bother with all this effort? Why not just find the person and take him back? Then you can enjoy the rest of the time."
"You bastard." Boss Wei hit him with his pipe and said, "Who do you think Boss Liu is? Who do you think Qing Huan is? She's Boss Liu's cash cow. Do you want me to die quickly?"
A single song of Qing Huan is worth a thousand pieces of gold. As for the audience, even the jewels thrown onto the stage every time are worth more than the total performances of all other actors in the entire Guiyuan for more than a month. This is the charm of a famous actor.
"Sorry, boss!" said the subordinate in shorts with his head down.
"But I really want to do what you said. How come she's so beautiful? Oh, the more I refuse, the more I get it, the more I miss it and the more it itches." Boss Wei resumed smoking his pipe and said, "Go find me someone who can sing 'Eternal Life Palace'. I need to listen to her all night tonight."
The shouting outside the door faded away. Bai Jingjian took off his costume, wig and phoenix crown, and then washed off the makeup on his face.
"You sing very well." Lin Su said as he watched him holding the water.
A song that became famous in the capital city brought fame, which was both a blessing and a curse.
Bai Jingtang wiped his face dry, revealing his jade-white skin. He exhaled softly and said, "Really? Do you think it's good too?"
"Yes." Lin Su said.
It was so good that he felt he fell in love with him, and he wanted to know more and more why he died young, and who caused him to die at such a young age.
The drunken imperial concubine was a grand spectacle, and that beautiful woman whose fame went down in history also died young, even though the fault might not have been hers.
"Then..." Bai Jinglang changed into his own clothes, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
"You say." Lin Su said
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"I also practice regularly, but I don't have any audience. Can you be my only audience then?" Bai Jingtang asked.
Although he didn't see him, he felt that he was trustworthy. He helped him twice in one day and said such words that touched his heart. Bai Jingjian felt as if he had met a close friend. If he had such an audience, even practice would be boring.
"Of course." Lin Su looked at him and said, "Just don't laugh at me when I don't understand."
"Yes." Bai Jinglang chuckled.
He returned from the secret door, walked out of the box, and left Guiyuan along the busy corridor. From beginning to end, no one noticed that he was the man who had just attracted countless cheers on the stage.
"Master, have you finished listening so quickly?" said the servant guarding the carriage when he saw him coming out.
"I only listened to Qinghuan's voice. If I come any later, I might miss the curfew." Bai Jinglang walked onto the carriage road.
"Young Master, you're too cautious. Qing Huan is performing today, and I came here to listen, not so early." The servant asked curiously as he drove the carriage, "Young Master, is Qing Huan really that good at singing?"
"Seriously." Bai Jinglang said this with a smile on his lips, without any hint of shame.
"It would be great if I could catch a glimpse of her someday. She would be worth a fortune just for appearing on stage. She must be more beautiful than the real imperial concubine." The servant sighed.
"Opera relies on singing, not appearance," said Bai Jinglang.
"I don't understand." The servant said with a wry smile.
"If he knew that he could see thousands of eyes every day, I'm afraid he would jump off the carriage in excitement." Lin Su said while sitting on the side of the carriage.
Bai Jingtang chuckled and said, "It's not that exaggerated."
If he just saw Qinghuan, he might be happy, but if he knew that he was Qinghuan, I'm afraid it would be a completely different scene.
The young master of the Bai family is the young master of the Bai family, and Qinghuan is Qinghuan. There is no way the two can be connected.
He chuckled and then his mood became a little depressed. Lin Su looked at him and said, "There will be a day when things will get better."
Although things are still very chaotic now, it won't be long before this kind of distinction between high and low will be completely eliminated. By then, even if the young master of the Bai family enjoys himself, he will still be looked down upon and criticized by others.
"Really?" Bai Jingtang asked.
"I am your guardian angel, how could I lie to you?" Lin Su said.
"Then I'll believe you for now." Bai Jinglang chuckled.
All the supernatural and spooky things have happened, maybe he can also look forward to the future he talked about.
When Bai Jingtang arrived home, Mr. Bai had not yet
When he came back, he returned to his own courtyard, looked at the account book for a while, washed up again, and lay down on the bed in his underwear. He asked the place he could see: "If I fall asleep, where will you go?"
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