"Hiss~~!"

As soon as Cheng Xiaolou opened his eyes, he felt that his whole body was very soft, and he felt as if his body had been hollowed out.

He struggled to sit up from the bed, and at a glance saw Duan Lanquan sleeping on the ground.

Duan Lanquan had been sleeping deeply, and Cheng Xiaolou woke him up as soon as he made a slight movement.

"Huh, Xiaolou, are you awake, how are you, are you better?"

Seeing Cheng Xiaolou sit up from the bed, Duan Lanquan kicked off the thin quilt on his body as soon as he turned over and got up, and asked with distressed concern.

"It's much better, but I don't feel strong in my body. ”

"Senior brother, why do you sleep on the floor of my room, what if you catch a cold!"

Cheng Xiaolou's face was still a little pale, and the tired color between his eyebrows couldn't be hidden. Senior brother Duan Lanquan slept on the ground, which surprised him and at the same time warmed his heart.

"Besides, you almost scared us to death last night! You know, as soon as you came off the stage after singing the last line of "Night Run", you fell headlong, and your costume was soaked with sweat. ”

Speaking of this, Duan Lanquan was distressed, if it wasn't for Pan Yu and Yu Lihong to stop him, I'm afraid he would have rushed to Yang Wei's house in the middle of the night with a knife last night.

If it weren't for the fact that he kept criticizing and struggling with each other, why would Cheng Xiaolou be tired like that.

"It's okay, I'm just tired. ”

"Gurgling Purr"

Cheng Xiaolou smiled weakly and comforted him, and suddenly there was a gurgling cry in his stomach, so loud that even Duan Lanquan could hear it clearly.

"You, you, you don't even want your life for singing, you were so busy all day yesterday that you didn't even care about eating, even an iron man can't bear it!"

"Last night, I told Sister Hong to boil millet porridge in the morning, you lean on the bed and don't move, I'll go and serve it to you!"

Duan Lanquan's distressed feeling was pinched together in his whole heart, but he knew that his little junior brother was already obsessed with drama, and he watched the trick more than his own life, and he couldn't persuade him.

"No, no, I'd better get up and eat by myself, I'm not comfortable lying on the bed. Besides, I have to go to Yanyun Jingmeng Company to record the last net corner drama in a while. ”

Cheng Xiaolou sat up without saying anything, Duan Lanquan originally wanted to persuade him to come, but when the words came to his lips, he sighed and swallowed back, so he had to step up and carefully carry him out of the room.

If one play is recorded in one day, and three plays are recorded in three consecutive days, Cheng Xiaolou will not be able to do it even if he has countless classic plays in China in his previous life.

So when he agreed to the harsh additional conditions proposed by Yang Wei, he had actually thought of countermeasures in his heart.

The reason why "Sifan" was chosen for the first Danjiao drama and "Night Run" for the second Wusheng drama was not only because these two plays were classic enough, but also because they were both roles that did not need to be rehearsed with others, and there were many potential meanings that he needed to express and foreshadow.

There is another very important reason, that is, while preparing for these two plays, Wu Yong, who clearly expressed his full support for him, and Li Jun and others from Yanyun Jingmeng Company can help him prepare for the last net corner play during this time.

Yanyunjing Dream is a professional Peking Opera culture and art company, which has its own complete operating system for Peking Opera accompaniment soundtrack, makeup and styling, stage layout, and brokerage.

In addition, with Wu Yong, a senior playwright, helping to arrange the script, Cheng Xiaolou believes that if they are given two days, they will definitely be able to prepare the last play properly, and they can also let those who play for him memorize the lyrics.

"Get up, do you feel better, there is porridge in the pot, steamed buns, and a few hors d'oeuvres, I'll serve it to you right away, and by the way, I'll fry an egg for you to make up for it." ”

Yu Lihong, who had been sitting on the sofa in the living room, saw Cheng Xiaolou coming out of the room, said hello with concern and hurried into the kitchen.

"Sister Hong, don't bother too much, I can't eat much. ”

Cheng Xiaolou was helped by Duan Lanquan to sit down at the dining table, and said softly with emotion in his heart.

"What's the trouble, it's not troublesome at all, if you don't have a good meal, you may really not be able to get up if you are tired and fall. ”

Yuli red hands and feet quickly served porridge, steamed buns and all kinds of delicate side dishes.

In the past two days, she and Duan Lanquan have actually been spinning continuously, and they are tired enough, but Rao is like this, she still got up early in the morning to boil porridge and steamed steamed buns to make side dishes.

The four of them have lived together for so long, just like a family, she knows what Cheng Xiaolou likes to eat the most.

"Sixth brother, please call Mr. Li of Yanyun Jingmeng, and say that we will come to their company in about 40 minutes, and ask him to inform the other people involved in the later play to get ready. ”

As soon as he drank a small half bowl of porridge and took a few bites of steamed buns, Cheng Xiaolou couldn't help but say to Pan Yu, who had been bowing his head and swiping his mobile phone next to him.

Since he released his first work "Ode to Pear Blossoms" on the Voice of Liyuan and opened a blog, Pan Yu usually has a habit of swiping his mobile phone when he has nothing to do.

"Don't worry, you eat first, it's only eight o'clock in the morning, and it's the peak time for traffic jams at work. Besides, the third net corner play is just an excerpt, I also called Director Lin last night, and he said that he was almost ready, and when the time came, he would go to their company and mix twice with the person who played with the knife to record it directly. ”

Pan Yu took a steamed bun and never took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone, and explained while nibbling on the steamed bun with his head down.

"Whew~~~ That's good!"

Hearing that Yanyun Jingmeng's side was almost ready, Cheng Xiaolou couldn't help but subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

At that time, as long as the last net angle play is recorded and released, his bet with Yang Wei will be officially completed, and his waist will be straighter at that time.

"Huh?!"

"it!"

Pan Yu took a bite of half a steamed bun, and before he could swallow it twice, his face suddenly changed dramatically and he exclaimed indistinctly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on?!"

"Damn, it can't be Yang Wei's turtle son who has some kind of moth! This time, none of you should stop me, Lao Tzu has to break his dog's leg!"

Yu Lihong and Duan Lanquan were taken aback by Pan Yu's sudden exclamation, and both of them became nervous with a big change in their faces.

During this period of time, they have been nervous by all kinds of bad news that breaks out on the Internet from time to time.

Especially in the days before and after the famous drama critic Yang Wei jumped out to frantically criticize Cheng Xiaolou, almost every few hours, there were drama critics, playwrights, servants and even seniors in the Liyuan industry who were not light, and suddenly jumped out and gave a ruthless slap. 8)