[Chapter 60 Chapter 220 The military master is cold and prefers beautiful concubines 3]
"Xiao Nian, come and listen to music again today."
When Mr. Li at the door saw Wen Shinian, the wrinkles on his face immediately wrinkled.
When he saw an acquaintance, the smile on Wen Shinian's face became much more genuine.
"Yes, Grandpa Li."
"Oh, you came at the right time today. It's your senior brother who's going to be on stage today!"
While entertaining the guests, Uncle Li said to Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian moved aside a little to make room for the door.
"My senior brother? He's back?!"
"Yeah, I just got back last week."
“No wonder there are so many people here today.”
Wen Shinian's senior brother Mo Yun is a very famous actor in Xingcheng. Whenever he performs, whether the theater can accommodate him is not a big deal, but the only concern is that people may cause trouble because they cannot buy tickets.
Mo Yun has rarely sung in recent years. Before Mo Yun went abroad, someone paid a huge sum of money to ask him to sing and specifically asked for Mo Yun to come, but Mo Yun said he would not sing. No matter how much money the person offered or what his identity was, he never even showed his face throughout the whole process.
But because he was so embarrassed, the other person had no way to deal with him.
After all, the forces behind them are not simple.
"Today, an important person is coming, and he has a good relationship with your senior brother."
Uncle Li stopped there and greeted the guests with a smile when he saw them.
He was busy, so Wen Shinian didn't bother him any further. He just said hello and followed him into the Pear Garden.
But unlike others, she did not go to the hall, but walked backstage skillfully.
Walking along a dim path and pulling aside a curtain, the view suddenly becomes wide and bright.
Many people were wearing wet clothes, with half-finished makeup on their faces, and were walking hurriedly back and forth.
Occasionally, a few acquaintances would see Wen Shinian and take a break from their busy schedules to greet her.
"Xilan, I'm here to watch the show again today."
This man's name was Wen Shinian, the name of his role in the opera world.
"Well, when I have nothing to do, I feel most at ease here."
"Hey, if your body wasn't holding you back, you'd still be able to sing with us."
"Yes, yes, with your figure and voice, if it weren't for that ungrateful person..."
"Shh, don't say that. If the master hears you, he will punish you again."
The man was pulled and stuck out his tongue guiltily.
She walked up and patted Wen Shinian's shoulder, pointing to the innermost room.
"Senior Brother Mo is in there. It's rare to meet him. Do you want to go say hello to Senior Brother?"
"I'm going." Wen Shinian nodded slightly. His oval face, the size of a palm, was white and clean, and it looked very abrupt in front of everyone who was wearing makeup.
"Then go quickly. My senior brother has to go on stage today, so we might not be able to chat for a while."
Wen Shinian smiled and nodded, nodding to her former senior and junior sisters one by one.
After saying hello, she walked silently towards the innermost room.
The people who stayed behind looked at her back and couldn't help but shake their heads with regret.
"If that incident hadn't happened, she would have continued singing like this, and how could she have ended up as someone's concubine?"
"What a shame for that good voice."
"Yeah, but...ah."
Those who were close to her felt sorry for her, but those who didn't understand her and were just living in a daze here were jealous that Wen Shinian could become a rich man's concubine.
These opera singers are either famous or have wealthy families. Those who are poor and unknown like them are just prostitutes who sell their art but not their bodies in the eyes of the powerful.
Wen Shinian is so lucky. At least he has enough food and clothing, and he has someone to serve him.
I don't know what kind of luck I had, but I managed to save an old lady from a wealthy family that day.
But they didn't dare say this. They had only been in the opera house for a short time and hadn't had the chance to perform on stage yet.
Just by looking at the scene just now, you can tell how good Wen Shinian’s relationship with them is.
If they were to express their thoughts and be heard, they would definitely be punished.
Wen Shinian didn't care what the people behind her were thinking. She walked all the way to the door of Mo Yun's dressing room and raised her hand to knock gently.
"Enter."
Wen Shinian opened the door and saw a man sitting in the inner room, putting on makeup in front of a mirror.
His makeup was almost done, thick yet just the right amount, showcasing every advantage of his features. Every glance revealed an androgynous beauty.
"Senior Brother Yun."
Wen Shinian waited for him to put down his pen before stepping forward and calling him softly.
Mo Yun paused for a moment, then turned around and saw Wen Shinian, then breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.
His eyes turned and fell on her pale and bloodless face.
"How are you feeling?"
Mo Yun raised his chin slightly and motioned Wen Shinian to sit down.
Wen Shinian took lotus steps forward and sat down next to Mo Yun.
"Fortunately, I've been recovering recently."
"...Can you still sing?"
Wen Shinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the smile on her lips faded in an instant.
She shook her head dejectedly, "One song is the limit."
Seeing her like this, Mo Yun's eyes darkened and his expression became a little cold, but when he spoke to Wen Shinian, his tone was as gentle as water.
"Your health is important. If you want to sing opera, come find me anytime and I'll sing with you."
Wen Shinian's face lit up, and he started jokingly, "I wouldn't dare. Senior Brother is so famous now. If I sing along, I'll be laughed at."
A smile also appeared on Mo Yun's lips, and his eyes moved around, looking charming and graceful.
"It's better to do it today than today."
Wen Shinian's smile froze, and his eyes widened slightly, "Today? Will this ruin Senior Brother's reputation?"
Mo Yun laughed softly, and his voice, as gentle and clear as jade, was like a beautiful piece of music when he laughed.
"I know your strength, brother. If you can ruin the show, then no one will be able to sing in this opera house."
It’s a pity that he is in poor health now. Otherwise, he could become the next “Mo Yun”.
Mo Yun stood up and asked someone to prepare a costume for Wen Shinian. When he turned his back to Wen Shinian, the gentle smile on his face disappeared completely.
When Wen Shinian got into trouble, he was still abroad and had not returned. After he came back, Wen Shinian had already left the opera house and became someone else's concubine.
He had been trying to find out the news during this period, but Wen Shinian entered the mansion quietly and no one knew whose house she entered.
It was Wen Shinian himself who told the story about the concubine.
Because of this matter, he went to ask his master, but his master didn't care at all and was even addicted to the fragrance of beauty.
Thinking of the woman showing off her power, Mo Yun's eyes flashed with malice.
Bullying the junior sister and hooking up with that stinky old man means you can rest easy?
Oh.
The costume was delivered quickly. Wen Shinian took it and stroked it with her slender jade fingers, feeling nostalgic and fond.
Mo Yun stepped forward and gently rubbed her head. "Senior Brother is back. No one can bully you. You can sing whenever you want. Wait for your Second Senior Brother to come back and ask him to check your health."
Wen Shinian hugged the costume tightly in his arms and smiled at Mo Yun obediently, his smile was calm and gentle.
"Okay, thank you, Senior Brother."
"You're welcome."
With Mo Yun's help, Wen Shinian put on her makeup, put on her costume, and started singing in Mo Yun's dressing room.
Mo Yun sat in front of the mirror in a theatrical costume, looking at the woman in front of him with his upturned phoenix eyes, his eyes full of admiration and smiles. His fingers casually placed on the table tapped lightly along with Wen Shinian's humming.
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