Chapter 375: Rescue

"It's not him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Yan Chun glanced back and forth in the opera garden, and whispered, "My master." ā€

"Your master? I didn't come with me! Chu Jianci wondered, and suddenly understood: "Business education? Don't talk nonsense yourself, Master doesn't just call it! This is not yet an apprentice, even if you want to, people may not be willing to teach and learn! ā€

Yan Chunlai pouted.

Chu Jianci said again: "Shang Jiaoxi is Tsing Yi teaching, she tells you a play, you should know!" In just such a few days, I can teach you like this, I must have been a big Tsing Yi before, how could I sing an old student? ā€

Saying this, Yan Chunlai has no bottom in her heart, indeed, when Shang Jiaoxi demonstrated her, she was really soft and beautiful, with a smile and affection, not Da Qingyi, so can she have such skills?

She whispered, "But, but, when she taught me play, she never let people watch it, but every time I was worthy of the rest of the class, don't you want to think about why?" Because every time I am matched with business education...... Class master, she has given me all kinds of excerpts, although she has never raised her voice, but I often hear that I am so stupid that I forget to answer the words......"

"Her voice ......"

"Yes, that voice can't sing Tsing Yi." Yan Chun looked at Chu Jian and said.

Chu Jianci suddenly knew what his problem was.

He straightened his expression and said, "You come with me to find Mr. Shang." ā€

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Hai'an is lively, although it is not a serious sea, but it is already very close, so the sea goods are many and cheap, two people eat and shop, and it took a long time to return to the opera garden, and I saw the Chu class master with Yanchun to look anxiously at the door.

As soon as Yan Chunlai saw her and Mu Yu'er, she hurriedly ran over and said, "Master...... Business Training, you're back! ā€

Master Chu also hurriedly invited her inside, and only came to her when he entered the room, raised his arms, clenched his fists, bowed his hands, and bent over.

Shang Xuesleeve was a little puzzled for a while, and hurriedly avoided it: "Don't be a big gift, what's the matter with the Chu class master?" ā€

"Business and learning, tonight's play...... Lu Songmao burned his foot just now! I listened to Chun, when you taught her, you were very familiar with the old students of this play, Mr. Shang, saving the scene is like fighting a fire, can you come to Yang Shilang temporarily? I'm ...... Thank you in advance! ā€

"Me?" Shang Xuesleeve looked at Chu Jianci with some surprise.

"It's you, please help!" Chu Jianci pleaded: "The old students of the second road can't afford this big drama at all!" Otherwise, Chunmao's class will have to return to the play or change the play! ā€

Shang Xuesleeve knew how bad the impact of these two methods would be on the Chunmao class.

She lives here, and she doesn't want the reputation of the Chunmao class to be ruined.

Saving the scene is like fighting a fire, this is the unwritten rule of the troupe, and it is the conscience that a servant should have.

Since she began to learn opera, Daddy Hu, Sixth Master, and several masters have repeatedly mentioned that saving the scene is like fighting a fire, and being a person from art.

Shang Xuesleeve clenched the folding fan in his hand and said, "Although I am playing with Yanchun, I don't know if I can sing if I really go on stage." I don't mean to refuse you, it's not long before the evening, and since you can afford me, I'll have the courage to promise you. ā€

"Shang Jiaoxi," Chu Jianci was overjoyed, "Thank you!" ā€

But then he was a little embarrassed, when this lady recommended herself to be a teacher in Tsing Yi, only claiming to be surnamed Shang, when he asked her stage name, Shang Jiaoxi just didn't want to reveal it, thinking of this he said: "It's all about you tonight." But there is no sign of you in the team, you give me a name, and I will write it. ā€

Shang Xuesleeve smiled indifferently and said: "It's just a temporary rescue, you don't need to replace Lu Songmao's brand, as long as the Chu class master doesn't blame me for messing up." Please tell everyone in the class, don't panic, calm down and sing well, even if it's wrong, it's my fault. ā€

"Yes!" Chu Jianci was overjoyed, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and immediately shook his head and said, "How can it!" ā€

Because he was so happy, he almost tripped over the threshold at the door!

Yan Chunlai couldn't help but smile, but when she looked back at Shang Jiaoxi, she had a stunned look that she had never seen before.

Shang Xuesleeve was indeed stunned, and this melancholy feeling at this moment even covered the nervousness that she was about to make her first stage as an old student.

It's not that she hasn't sung as an old student, the only time she was still in Beijing, when the Xinyin Club finally made a name for herself in Beijing, even if it was a sealed anti-string play, the stage was full of people!

At that time, there were many people who praised her, even if the folding "Empty City Strategy" was sung nondescriptly, there was a lot of applause and applause...... Looking back now, it's hard to recall.

Yan Chun came to listen to Shang Jiao Xi sighed, the desolate regret that the sigh couldn't say.

She stood with her hands in her hands, her slender and slender body stood in the half-set sunset in front of the window, her long hair was simply tied up with a hairband at the back of her head, mixed with strands of snow-like hair, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes under her long eyebrows were calm, but she felt that under the calm, something was surging, as if telling endless loneliness.

Mu Yu'er looked at this Chunlai sister with admiration and admiration in her eyes, and then looked at her aunt, and suddenly became proud.

Shang Xuesleeve had already put away a lot of emotion, it was not too early, she glanced at Yan Chunlai and said, "It's time to put on makeup, you take me to Lu Songmao's position, otherwise it's too late." ā€

Yan Chunlai took her to the old student's seat, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, Lu Songmao is usually a clean person, and everything is clean, she took a rag and wiped the tables and chairs again, and then asked Shang Xuesleeve to sit down, and said, "Shang Jiaoxi, do you want to call someone to help?" ā€

Shang Xuesleeve shook his head: "You go and get busy with your own makeup and paintings, I'll help you take a look after I'm done painting later." ā€

She cleaned her face first, then exhaled, sat down in front of the dressing table, and set up the makeup mirror.

She still rubbed her face first, Mu Yu'er saw it and said "wow", because this is only the first step, Shang Xue's whole face is now miserable and white, she smiled at Mu Yu'er, Mu Yu'er wrinkled her nose and said, "It's so ugly." ā€

Shang Xuesleeve didn't care, she habitually stretched out her hand to pat Mu Yu'er's head, but only to find that her hands were full of oil paint and white powder, so she gave up.

She opened the fat powder box again, and couldn't help frowning slightly, this powder is not a good powder, and she is a little nostalgic for the powder she used to mix under the guidance of Master Gu, the color is good, and it doesn't hurt her face.

But now she has to settle, and she never dreamed that one day she would appear like this.

The red dry powder was gently swept by her cheeks, and the color between her eyes and eyebrows was heavier, and she stared into the mirror, vaguely still a peach blossom powder from many years ago.

The worm does not grow old

Today's second update ~ saving the scene is like fighting fire, and art is like being a man~