In the office of Huarong Finance, the man lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes and gasped sharply.

Xu Chunqiu had been lying on the edge of the sofa half-asleep, and as soon as he felt the movement of the people around him, he immediately sat up straight.

"Are you awake?"

She was overjoyed when she saw him open his eyes, and reached out to put it on his forehead.

"How's it going, why did you faint all of a sudden, is there anything uncomfortable?"

However, what she heard was a deep voice, and he called her, "Boss Xu." ”

Xu Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, and she muttered, "You...... What do you call me?"

"Xu Chunqiu. ”

The response was right, but the tone was wrong.

It was a restrained and clear sentence of "Xu Chunqiu", and Lu Xiu of this era had not called her in such an alienated tone for a long time.

Xu Chunqiu's heart was half cold, and an incredible thought faintly popped up in her heart.

She tentatively asked, "Lu ...... Young Master?"

The other man nodded, lifted his coat and stood up.

He got up from the couch and stood tall, looking around calmly and warily.

It is a fairly spacious space, and presumably it should be an office from the point of view.

There was a faint aroma of coffee beans in the room, which must have come from the black machine next to the wall.

On the right-hand side is a leather sofa and a low glass coffee table, under the feet is a long plush carpet, a crystal chandelier overhead is quite finely made, and in front of it is a desk, on which the thick A4 paper is divided into two piles, the right one is obviously much thicker than the one on the left, and in front of the table is a crystal triangular pyramid name plate with the name and position engraved on it.

——President, Lu Xiu.

The font doesn't seem to be the same as he thinks, as if there are always two strokes missing.

That's all he can recognize, but he can't understand anything else, like why there's a flat cuboid on the table, and what the wires on the cuboid are for.

It was already night, and it was getting dark, and he looked out through a full-wall-sized floor-to-ceiling window, and with palpitations he found himself at a height of 100 meters above the ground.

Outside the window, the busy financial street is full of sparkling lights, and from a high place, you can see the endless flow of foreign cars, red and yellow headlights are mixed together, and the movement forms colorful lines in the dark.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, colorful neon lights were reflected in, falling on Xu Chunqiu's body from behind, outlining a colorful shadow.

He is in this strange world where high-rise buildings rise from the ground and traffic is constantly rushing, and his only connection with this world seems to be the only person in front of him.

"Welcome to 2020. Xu Chunqiu said softly.

Lu Changqing looked at her steadily, his thoughts were in a mess, and it took a while to organize a complete sentence: "You...... Are you still alive?"

Xu Chunqiu nodded.

"When did you come to ......?"

He didn't finish his words, but Xu Chunqiu already understood what he meant.

"It starts with falling overboard. ”

......

In the early summer of the 26th year of the Republic of China, Beiping was in the last calm atmosphere before the storm.

"Class master, I have long heard that the Japanese have been restless in recent days, and they are conducting military exercises in the Fengtai area, and you promised to let Boss Xiao Xu take people to the singing hall at this time, this is not ......"

Gao Shenghan sighed in embarrassment: "But it's not a way to go on like this day by day, the team will soon be unable to play, and if you don't go out to sing in the hall, I will lead dozens of you to drink the northwest wind every day?"

"Little Xu she...... Forget it, she worked hard to take the children out to sing this play again, and after singing this church, we will also learn from other teams, and hide from the disaster first behind closed doors. ”

There were no Western clocks in the opera garden, Gao Shenghan saw that it was late, but the small group of people brought out by Xu Chunqiu never came back, and he couldn't help pacing in the courtyard with some anxiety.

"The Jiao family compound in Fengtai, I took Xiao Xu to sing before, and it won't be long before I can come back. ”

"It's all this time, why haven't you come back?"

"Did something happen to them......

......

"Drum pro-, rejuvenating the flag, Zhigai rushing into the sky"

"Columns, surrounded by chains, listen to the shouts of killing in the army."

Xu Chunqiu pretended to be Liang Hongyu, wearing a feather on his head, with a board and a glance, and sang "Drumming and Fighting Jinshan" as if he had pulled Jin Ge Iron Horse to his eyes, and his good voice was clear and transparent.

I saw that her eyes seemed to be bright, surprisingly bright, and then she sang again.

"Dare to underestimate the female hero, Jiang Tian Shuxiao"

"Hold high teeth, shake the tide of the river"

"With loyalty, with courage, the banner of the Great Song Dynasty was guaranteed"

When the family and country are in great trouble, she sings as if Liang Hongyu is standing on the top of the gold mountain, beating drums to resist gold, but in the current scene, it makes people vaguely feel more layers of taste.

"If it weren't for my ingenuity, I would have swept away thousands of troops."

The more she sang, the louder she became, the more she sang, the more passionate she became, singing and singing, the momentum of the mountains and seas was overwhelming, and after the sound was closed, it was still lingering, making people immersed in it for a long time, and it was difficult to extricate themselves.

"Good horn!"

Old lady Jiao applauded again and again, and hurriedly asked the servants at home to reward them with things, and casually talked with Xu Chunqiu.

"Now is the time to sing some of these plays, and have fun. ”

He then boasted: "You sing this more energetically than your master, it's really a young phoenix that is clear to the old phoenix, Gao Shenghan brought a good disciple out." ”

Xu Chunqiu was slightly blessed with Lingzi: "You have a good reputation." ”

......

After the curtain call, Xu Chunqiu took off his costume and changed into the long shirt he usually wears.

The troupe followed behind her and received the reward money, and when she was leaving, Mrs. Jiao saw that Su Chaowan was young, and asked the maid to stuff a box of dim sum shortbread.

"Take it for the little girl, it's pitifully thin. ”

Su Chaodui turned his big black grape-like eyes and couldn't make up his mind, and turned his head to look at Xu Chunqiu's opinion.

Seeing that Xu Chunqiu nodded, she accepted it with confidence, and said thank you and witticisms to make fun of the boring child, and when she heard it, the old lady Jiao stretched her eyebrows, and praised her with interest: "The little girl is really good at talking, and the little mouth is like opening the light." ”

Su Chaodui retracted behind Xu Chunqiu with the snack box, and Xu Chunqiu led the people of the troupe to once again give a blessing to Old Lady Jiao, which was regarded as a farewell.

The twilight gradually faded, the sky was getting late, and it would take nearly an hour to walk from the Jiao family's compound back to the opera garden.

Su Chaowan ate so much that her mouth was full of dim sum scum, and she pulled the corner of Xu Chunqiu's clothes: "Senior sister, look at the bridge." ”

"Is there a figure?"