Xu Chunqiu couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt when she fell on the stage, she hadn't fallen like this for many, many years.

The problem lies in the jumping foot, almost at the moment of jumping, there is a "click" from the high heel shoe that the main leg is stepping on, and the center of gravity is lost all of a sudden, but the body has already vacated, the head is facing down, and the whole world is upside down.

She only had one last instinct to protect her head and neck, and then smashed on the stage like a heavy bag of rice, her ears exploded with a buzzing sound, and the mountains roared like a tsunami, but her consciousness gradually drifted away.

Confused, her consciousness was so scattered that she even began to distinguish the distance from each other, her nerves were like interlaced waste wires, crackling and exploding, and obscure memories were pouring into her head like countless pieces of glass slag.

She recalled the day when she was sold to the troupe by her family when she was a child, no, to be precise, it was not sold to the troupe, from the beginning, it was actually sold to the full building.

Hua Manlou is a famous brothel on that street.

The head of the Yuhua class picked her at a glance from the room full of small women, and the class leader brought her up in front of him like a little chicken, opened her mouth and looked at her teeth, and then pulled up the burlap trouser leg and pinched the bones, patted her head with satisfaction, and gave the money to the old bustard who spent the building.

Then, the class leader became her master.

At that time, Xu Chunqiu was not called Xu Chunqiu, the master called her Xu Yatou, and the same door called her Xiao Xuzi, just like a eunuch. Anyway, at that time, she had to go out to hang her throat before dawn all day long, and after hanging her throat, she would kick her legs and compress her ligaments, and she didn't need to have a serious name.

Xu Chunqiu learned drama late, opened his crotch and suffered a lot, only six or seven years old milk doll, after pressing his crotch with a brick, he had to stand upside down against the wall again, and it took a stick of incense, rain or shine, day after day.

The children who learn drama are bitter, their bodies are bruised and purple, deep and shallow, and the old and new are intertwined, all of which are wounds. Some of them didn't pay attention when they turned their heels and fell out, but more of them were made by the master with a board, and they were like this in the troupe.

Some of the brothers and sisters in the same door boiled their heads, painted their faces, and became horns, and more of them did not survive, and the children who had not yet reached the sensible age watched the flowers next door every day to make money and make money lightly and skillfully. There have been a lot of people who went over the wall and went next door, which is not ashamed, the drama and bitch at that time were the same lowly.

The girls who spent a lot of money earned the money with their legs spread apart, but the girls in the Yuhua class had to practice for ten years with bruises all over their bodies. The world is so chaotic, who doesn't want to live an easy life.

Xu Chunqiu himself was picked up by the master from Huamanlou, so he never dared to have those crooked thoughts, but he just stayed up and consumed until he was thirteen years old, and he was a blockbuster.

She pretended to be Yu Ji, wearing fish scale armor, wearing a Ruyi crown, holding a mandarin duck sword with a flat ridge and one side in her hand, standing on the stage with peach and plum singing "Since I, with the king to fight in the east and west", the voice of the warbler is tactful, clear and transparent, like glass, like jade, and like the smoke of Lantian jade.

Young Master Lu sat in the box, listening to it as if he was fascinated, the gold rings on both hands were faded and thrown on the stage was not enough, and he sprinkled money for a few days in a row.

The show ended, Young Master Lu found a way to enter the backstage, and half of the oil paint on Xu Chunqiu's face was removed, and only half of the makeup remained.

In the end, she is young, she has faded the small half of Yu Ji's appearance and still has a little milk fat, which is a youthful childishness that has not faded.

Young Master Lu is very conspicuous, standing there tall and straight, people can't take their eyes off it, he is wearing an elegant suit, the gold chain of the pocket watch is exposed, but there is nothing on his fingers.

Xu Chunqiu knew that those rings had been thrown on the stage by him before. The red gold agate was good, and it smashed right on the mandarin duck sword in her hand, with a crisp sound of "Zheng". Her eyes shook and she continued to babble and sing, but after the curtain ended, she quietly turned back and picked it up, and she handed over all the rewards to the master, leaving only this ring.

He was as decent as a fairy, Xu Chunqiu looked up at him, clumsily looked for an inappropriate metaphor in the barren vocabulary, and secretly said in his heart, only to see that the fairy-like figure came straight towards her.

When she saw Young Master Lu, she didn't care about half of her makeup, and hurriedly stood up, the beads on the Ruyi crown followed the rattling sound, and Yu Ji's expectant and radiant spirit on the stage had long been lost, but she still bowed her head to him and blessed her body.

The splendor of the left half of his face and the jade-like innocence of the right half of his face were mixed together, capturing his ears, his eyes, and his soul.

Young Master Lu smiled with his eyebrows stretched, turned his head and asked the head of the Yuhua class, "What's the name of this child?"

"Little Xuzi. ”

"It's like the name of a little eunuch. ”

Lu Xiu smiled softly, the voice was low, Xu Chunqiu could hear that his cheeks were burning like fire, fortunately, his face was painted with oil paint, and he couldn't see it, but he didn't know that half of his face had been completely exposed after removing his makeup. She was annoyed that she didn't have a good name for Yaxing, and she could give Young Master Lu a vague and vague impression.

"Hey, you also know that the people who sing are all bitter children, where did they get those Yaxing names. ”

"Then if she sings red in the future, she can't still be called 'Xiao Xuzi', right?"

"If you sing opera, you always have to have a stage name anyway...... Why don't you give us a face and change the name of our little Xuzi?"

The names of the senior brothers and sisters were all given by the master, and the class master was also from a poor background, he hadn't studied for a few years, he didn't know a few big characters, and it was hard to read the drama book, let alone extract the name, but "Meilan Zhuju" was stained all over again, so he barely managed to piece together a name that could be seen.

Young Master Lu is different, he is the young master of a wealthy family, he has stayed in the ocean, and he has learned to be rich and five cars, which is a great gift.

Xu Chunqiu felt that it was good that he didn't have a stage name.

"Little Xuzi...... The surname is Xu ......," Young Master Lu pondered for a moment, "The fragrance of flowers flows together for a year, and the love for Xu Chunqiu is deep - let's call Xu Chunqiu." ”

Young Master Lu asked Xu Chunqiu to paint his face, and when he looked around, he didn't see any paper, so he simply stretched out his hand and faced her with his palm facing up.

Xu Chunqiu's misty eyes stared at him in confusion.

"Hands. ”

She let out a slimy "oh" and placed her little white hand in his palm.