Unexpectedly, the owner of this tattered tea garden turned out to be an invisible rich man, and the layout of this room fully reflects what is called low-key luxury. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This wooden barrel with a good smell alone is not something that ordinary people can buy.

A little maid with quick hands and feet filled the bucket of hot water in a short time, and these facilities that were originally prepared for Guo Yan to bathe after the drama were now all cheaper than Gu Zheng.

For him, who has not taken a bath since he came to this world, it is like someone giving him a pillow when he falls asleep, which is very comfortable.

No, he was alone in the huge room, rubbing the mud, while singing excerpts from the Xiaosheng opera he had learned since childhood.

The clear singing voice passed through the window, and in this way it reached the ears of Guo Yan, who had been waiting anxiously by the door.

At this time, Guo Yan was like a small bean popsicle in the dog days, and he was cool from head to toe, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Unexpectedly, this young coachman is simply a hidden master.

I thought that his old drama had been sung for three minutes, but who would have thought that his little life was the real master, and he sang in this tone, which was simply superb, and he had been around the beam for three days.

No, I have to persuade Master to change the play when he goes on stage, you must know that Xiaosheng wants to sing brilliantly, that is the most rare!

Well, even the master has been called.

Before Guo Yan, who was in the group, could think of his persuasive words, Gu Zheng, who was in the house, should shout: "Guo Yan, do you have a towel?" ”

"Yes!"

In response, Guo Yan, who was very dog-legged, directly handed over the white towel that had been on his arm early and handed it to Gu Zheng.

Who would have thought that he pushed the door in, and immediately fell into the bathing room, stupid.

I saw a person in the room, and there were no strands of red stripes, which was not the reason for his stupidity, after all, who had not been in the bathhouse once or twice in this year? There were so many white stripes in the waves.

What really stunned Guo Yan was the face that Gu Zheng showed after standing up his heavy broken hair in order to make it easier for him to sing and pretend for a while.

This is different from the bloody plot in traditional TV dramas, where the heroine takes off her glasses and is shocked by the domineering president.

It's as shocking as a lame beggar who cleans it up and is as scary as your god.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Gu Zheng took the towel into his hand casually and wiped it very calmly.

"I'll just say I'm not fit to show my face, I'll take a shower with you today, and when my hair is dry, I'll slip out the back door, and it won't affect your business. ”

Hearing Gu Zheng's words, Guo Yan, who was standing on the spot, immediately stopped petrifying, and he directly blocked the door with a brisk walk: "Don't! I'm shocked, don't say it, Master, you are really not suitable for singing Xiaosheng now, and my plan is going to change again." ”

"You wait for me, Boss Gu, Master Gu, don't go, I have a way!!Wait!Wait for me to come back." ”

Guo Yan ran out of the room while stretching out, and ran back after a while.

This time, he had a lot more outfits in his hands, and the costumes for singing were basically brought by him.

The old fake beard, the oil paint used for makeup, the tools used to whitewash makeup, and a faintly sparkling vanity mirror.

It's really hard for this second ancestor to be so complete, so that Gu Zheng doesn't have to move the nest, and directly decorates it in this rather spacious room.

When it was over, Guo Yan also watched Gu Zheng put on the costume on his body and asked kindly: "Boss Gu, do you need me to put on makeup for you, my craftsmanship is still quite good, really, it is definitely as good as my play." ”

Hearing this, Gu Zheng, who had already picked up his eyebrow pencil, was trembling, use your old man to paint? What kind of virtue do you have, let's do it myself.

No matter how polished the surface of the bronze mirror is, it is not as translucent as a modern glass mirror, but it has a hazy beauty like a girl, so that the face reflected in the mirror is also softened by three points.

The person in the mirror, his eyebrows raised, looking forward to his posture, but with a few strokes of the painting tools in his hand, he added a bit of vicissitudes to himself.

The oil paint is light, the eye makeup is slightly drooping, and when Gu Zheng's makeup goes from being slightly jerky at the beginning, to being smooth and tactful at the end, it is only a moment's work.

When he hung the three strands of long hair behind his ears, finished arranging the hat on his head, and turned his head again, the man who stunned Guo Yan at the scene disappeared.

This is a great opera talent who looks like something.

If he heard Guo Yan's heart at this time, Gu Zheng would definitely give the other party a nostril back, isn't it acting?

Can he not be strong?

Others use acting, but he uses his life.

Looking at Guo Yan, who was still sluggish, Gu Zheng was in a rare good mood to tidy up the feather fan in his hand, took the unique narration in Peking Opera singing, and opened his voice: "Guo.. Yikes.. Speech. ”

"The little ones are in. ”

"Ahead. . . Lead the way.."

"Ordered. ”

You two love acting!

Coming out of the backyard ear room, Gu Zheng walked through a small alley with only two steps under the leadership of Guo Yan, and came to the humble backstage of the tea garden.

A few benches, a simple roof, even if it is all the belongings here.

But the owner of the garden is very careful in maintenance, and there is not a single dust, which shows that Guo Yan attaches great importance to this stage.

The musicians of the ready-made troupe have already sat down on the stage, and this is the best time of the day, when the scorching sun turns to afterglow, and the high temperature also drops.

Under the beautiful scenery and the warm sun, coupled with the good mood of finally not being my own boss coming to sing on stage, everyone will work hard.

After receiving Guo Yan's signal, the orchestra on the stage began to play the gong point for the opening of the play, and the noisy scene below, which was originally like a vegetable market, automatically quieted down with the sound of 'Qiang Qiang'.

It's time for the show.

As soon as the voice of the erhu was remembered, the curtain leading to the backstage on the stage was opened, and a lupine scarf, handsome and wise, quite a fairy old student, paced the square steps without hurry, and went on stage.

The posture is standard, the pace is steady, and it is not bad to take these two steps.

And when Gu Zheng opened his voice seriously and finished singing the first sentence, in the interval of ventilation, he remembered the applause of Qi Brushing and Brushing.

"Good!"

Short and neat, it closes fairly quickly.