Chapter 18
She led Dule to the street and patted Zhuoyun on the shoulder. "What a coincidence, meeting you here."
Zhuo Yun turned slightly and saw that it was her holding a little girl. Although he felt strange, he did not dare to ask anything. He quietly walked to the back of the team, his eyes bright as before, "Miss Zhuiyu, what's the matter?"
Jian Xinyi looked at Zhuo Yun's eyes as gentle as lake water, and thought of that disgusting man. She couldn't help but reflect on why the gap between people was so big, and she told the whole story with some bad temper.
Zhuo Yun listened silently and concluded, "In that case, the young lady wants to help the young lady clear her name and find the gold bracelet."
"That's right." Jian Xinyi nodded vigorously.
"But if the owner of the lost item doesn't pursue the matter, the Jinwu Guards can't help." Zhuo Yun was in a dilemma, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at Jian Xinyi.
"Well, Dule, your brothers and sisters can't help you anymore." Jian Xinyi was feeling a little depressed and squatted down to talk to little Dule.
Xiao Dule's eyes turned red and he sobbed non-stop, "No...it's okay, there are still many opera troupes in the capital, I can still support myself."
This... She shouldn't let a twelve-year-old girl wander around outside.
Jian Xinyi gritted her teeth and continued to help. "Why don't you tell us when the show at Wanhua Pavilion starts, so we can go and take a look."
"It's available tonight at 15:00." Du Le's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and he shook Jian Xinyi's arm tightly, "Sister, go and take a look."
Jian Xinyi was so confused by the little girl's sister's shouting that she said inexplicably, "Go, I'll redress your grievances. Brother Zhuo, come along too. This is just a token of my gratitude for helping me twice."
Zhuo Yun was stunned when he heard this, and felt a little embarrassed. "No need to thank me, it's just my job."
"How could that be? Let's go together. It's so tiring to patrol like this every day." Jian Xinyi wanted to put her arm around Zhuo Yun, but she remembered that this was ancient times, so she had to put her arm down awkwardly and clasped her hands together.
God, please let her return this favor.
And with Zhuo Yun around, it would be easier to investigate Du Le's affairs.
"That's fine. I'll swap shifts with my colleagues and rush over."
Jian Xinyi's eyes were curved and full of smiles. "Then it's a deal. See you at the entrance of Wanhua Pavilion."
"Well, I'll go first."
Zhuo Yun said goodbye to them and went back to continue patrolling.
This is what a working person is.
On the other hand, someone gave out tokens randomly and sent out patrols randomly. How come she didn't think of it earlier?
Jian Xinyi held her forehead and sighed, but Xiao Dule saw it and asked in confusion, "Sister invited brother, why are you not happy?"
"It's not because of this, I just thought of someone I hate." Jian Xinyi told her the truth without hiding anything from her. "By the way, do you hate the class owner?"
"I should be annoying, but I can't. It was the owner who picked me up." Dule's bright and affectionate expression suddenly dimmed when he mentioned that annoying guy. "I was separated from my parents when I was young. Until I entered Wanhua Pavilion, everyone here has been very kind to me."
"Forget it, if you can't go back to Wanhua Pavilion, just follow me."
Considering her current performance, raising a child should not be a problem.
You still have to make money.
"I'll be back." Dule muttered casually, but Jian Xinyi didn't quite hear it. "Huh?"
"Nothing, sister, where are we going?" Du Le held her hand, his eyes still as innocent as before.
"Let's go home first." Jian Xinyi didn't care. She took Dule's hand and walked into the bookstore, which surprised Lao Lin: "Zhuiyu, this...what is this?"
"I was originally going to the opera house today, but I couldn't sell any books. I saw this little girl being kicked out by the troupe. She felt really sorry for her, so I asked her to go home for a while." Jian Xinyi was so thirsty that she poured herself a glass of water and pointed at Lao Lin and said to Dule, "Call me grandpa."
When Old Lin heard the word "Grandpa", his face changed drastically and he quickly stopped him: "You don't have the right to call me Grandpa. Just call me Uncle, Uncle Lin, or Old Lin. It's fine too. I don't mind that."
Dule was very well-behaved and greeted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Lin."
"You guys go play in the back room, Zhuiyu, get a book for Dule." Lao Lin took Jian Xinyi's book and handed it to her, which made Jian Xinyi feel a little embarrassed. This Lao Lin cared more about her than she did, and even didn't let the child go.
"This..." Jian Xinyi hadn't finished speaking when she saw Dule's little head leaning over. "The Biography of Sinan, what kind of book is this?"
"You're still too young to understand. These are all new words." Jian Xinyi snatched the book away, only to be mocked by Xiao Dule. "I grew up in a theatre troupe and have read countless plays. How can I not know how to read? Let me take a look."
Well, Xiao Dule is a loyal reader of drama scripts, so why not let her read it?
"Then take a good look at it and see how it compares to your play." Jian Xinyi went to bed and left Dule alone to read at the table.
"This thing is quite novel. You can even flip over the option slip to see the back." Xiao Dule was obviously obsessed with his game. Jian Xinyi smiled slightly. She didn't believe that a girl in adolescence could resist the temptation of otome games. If she could, her self-control would definitely be top-notch.
"How come it's gone now? Where's my person, where's Dugu Ling?" Xiao Dule looked at the empty book cover and looked at Jian Xinyi sadly. She turned over and lay down. "You actually like Dugu Ling?"
Dule held the book and pointed to the plot page to show Jian Xinyi on the bed: "Isn't it possible? He is so nice. He even gave me hangover pills at the party."
Jian Xinyi grinned and turned to the next page. "He didn't give you the antidote at all. It was clearly hawthorn pills. He just doesn't like them."
Dule closed the book and suddenly stood up from the bed. "I don't care. He clearly has me in his heart."
"Your thoughts are too dangerous." Jian Xinyi stood up and walked over to Dule. "You're still young, but there are some things you should know sooner rather than later. A man who treats you well isn't necessarily a good man. He could be a big bad wolf who wants to eat you, like this man."
"The big bad wolf has a tail, hehe." Xiao Dule clearly had a generation gap of several thousand years between her and her. Jian Xinyi shook her head and snatched the book back. "Forget it, just tell me, is there any room for improvement in this book?"
"Well, it's pretty good, but a little short." Xiao Dule scratched his head. Asking her to give suggestions was indeed a bit embarrassing for the child.
"Forget it, then tell me, is there any use for this thing in your troupe?" Jian Xinyi leaned over and looked at Du Le, her eyes filled with the gleam of money.
"This...your text is too straightforward, it can't be considered a drama." Du Le curled his lips and returned the book to Jian Xinyi. Her hope of selling the copyright was shattered in an instant. Her back bent a lot and she became depressed.
Du Le looked at her like this and said comfortingly, "But we have quite a few girls in our troupe. If I can go back, it won't be a problem for me to help you sell some."
Seeing this move was promising, Jian Xinyi excitedly shook Du Le's hand, forgetting for a moment that they couldn't even get into the troupe. "Great! I was waiting for you to say that. We'll split the money 70% and 30%."
"Oh, sister, it's almost time, we should leave quickly." Dule shook Jian Xinyi's arm. She realized that it was so late. She quickly took Dule out, took a bite of the scallion pancake that Lao Lin had just bought, and ran straight to the entrance of Wanhua Pavilion.
The entrance to Wanhua Pavilion was packed with people, as lively as a modern concert. Jian Xinyi stuck her head out, but couldn't see Zhuo Yun. She felt a little flustered. Just as she was wondering, she heard a man softly call her name, "Zhuiyu."
She slowly turned her head and saw Zhuo Yun walking out of the crowd in an orderly manner. Although he was wearing cloth clothes and a wooden hat, he had a unique demeanor. The simple white cotton cloth made him look spotless.
"Have you been waiting long?" He walked up to Jian Xinyi and asked this question that she was particularly familiar with. Generally speaking, there are two answers.
No, I just arrived and Yeah, but I think it's worth it.
Jian Xinyi was still struggling between the two options when Du Le said, "It won't be long. Brother Zhuoyun, come in soon."
Zhuo Yun smiled his signature smile and walked in with them.
Jian Xinyi paid for the ticket and sat in a more secluded seat in the hall. Several people arrived relatively late, but this was also for Du Le's sake, so that she could sneak into the troupe.
The candles in the room went out one by one until the hall was plunged into darkness. Jian Xinyi leaned over to Dule's ear and whispered, "While no one is around, go look backstage and in the yard. What if you can find that Jin Chuan?"
Du Le was a little surprised and suddenly looked into Jian Xinyi's eyes, but he knew that there was no time to waste, so he quickly slipped backstage.
Several people carried the bronze candlesticks onto the stage, which allowed the audience to focus their attention on the stage. The graceful Hua Dan appeared on the stage, and with the melodious singing, the show began as scheduled.
There were no subtitles, and Jian Xinyi was still a little uncomfortable. After listening for a while, she only half understood what was said. She started to secretly crack melon seeds, and the sound of the crackling was particularly loud.
She was very embarrassed and had to peel the melon seeds with a red face and eat them quickly.
She originally thought that no one saw it, but unexpectedly, a hand reached out from the darkness and quietly took away her melon seeds. Jian Xinyi was about to speak, but turned around and saw Zhuo Yun smiling gently, peeling the melon seeds in his hand and handing it to her.
It's just a small melon seed, but it feels heavier than a weight.
Fortunately, the light is dim now, otherwise Jane Xinyi's face would really turn red.
Materials, these are all her materials.
Jian Xinyi calmed down silently, preparing to remember this emotional fluctuation.
The darkness seemed to amplify all of one's senses, just as she had just felt her burning cheeks, her vigorously beating heart, the heavy melon seeds in her hands, and the sometimes heavy and sometimes light breathing sounds in her ears.
But at this moment, the actress on the stage suddenly stopped moving, her face changed, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell on the stage.
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