The four-entry house where the 'Drunken Wind' troupe stays is located on the outskirts of the city.

The teenagers who practice and play with guns, clean up the costumes, and the old people of the troupe who arrange the pomp and arrangement.

Let this house be full of fireworks and look extremely lively.

But this liveliness has nothing to do with Shen Munian.

Everyone in the troupe knows that he likes to be quiet, except for going out on stage, he almost never goes out on weekdays.

But today, their pillar 'Mr. Chang Yin' actually returned to the courtyard with a pear blossom.

also entered the small courtyard for the first time and found a small porcelain vase.

"How can this flower be raised for a longer time?"

He asked the people in the courtyard softly.

"Put some baking soda."

The young man with the organic spirit spoke, his tone a little excited and apprehensive.

"Thank you." He thanked him slowly, turned and went into the house.

In the night, the slender and straight figures were hidden behind the closed door, and the teenagers showed a little loss.

When will Mr. Chang Yin be able to guide them?

The teenagers looked at Shen Munian's room with blank eyes, when would they be able to practice such a style and become a well-known celebrity in Beiying City?

Shen Munian didn't sing at first.

It was his sister who was singing.

's sister is not his own sister, but a little girl adopted by the old master of the troupe.

The old class has been singing all his life, but he doesn't want his son to do such work anymore, but he has cultivated him since he was a child, let him study and practice martial arts, thinking that he can be a master in the future.

But after singing for a lifetime, someone must inherit this mantle.

picked and picked up, and finally chose his sister.

After the death of the old class leader, he enrolled in the military school.

Shen Munian saw it very clearly, in this era, if you want to get ahead, it is useless to just read.

The four parts of the world are the result of the warlord scuffle.

But unexpectedly, he didn't even protect his sister.

Shen Munian put on a costume for his sister, and the old class owner didn't want him to embark on this road, but he didn't know that he was surprisingly talented since he was a child.

He took the troupe everywhere, singing during the day and doing some side jobs at night.

I inquired all the way and came to Beiying City.

He came out of the stage at the birthday banquet of the handsome man and became famous in one fell swoop.

The drunken wind opera troupe also gained a reputation because of this, and the income gradually improved.

The troupe also began to expand in an organized and large-scale manner, taking in orphans and beggars everywhere and learning art in the troupe.

These teenagers can eat three meals, and naturally everyone wants to stay in the troupe.

One by one, they are also riveting, wanting to take the stage as soon as possible and sing a play.

"Let's keep practicing!"

The teenagers were not discouraged, they dispersed one after another, and continued to practice their basic skills.

Inside the house.

Shen Munian put the porcelain vase containing the pear blossom by the window.

The moonlight is falling.

In the cold, with a little peace.

......

On the second day of Shen Munian, he was summoned to the Grand Marshal's Mansion to take the stage.

The ladies and wives of other families like to gather in the Dashuai Mansion and watch his play lively.

The girls and young masters of the Gu family are all very enthusiastic and come to cheer for him.

The gong struck, the huqin started, Shen Munian dressed up and finished singing.

When he stepped down, his eyes lingered on the crowd for a while.

Bustling hundred-dozen people.

I didn't see the little girl.

"Is there anything to eat?"

After getting off the stage, he politely asked the Gu family servants who were waiting on the side.

"Yes, yes."

The servant was a little excited, and turned his head to go to Zhang Luo.

"Go and set up a banquet, Mr. Chang Yin is hungry!"

Shen Munian raised his hand to stop him, and said in a slow voice: "Don't be too troublesome, if you have pastries or melons and fruits, just give Shen some." ”

The servant was busy.

After a while, he brought a few boxes full of snacks and candies and handed them to Shen Munian.

"Thank you."

He smiled.

......

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

A slender and plain white hand gently knocked on the door of the small building where the hospital was locked.

There was a faint clatter of going downstairs.

Shen Munian put on his hat, put down the things in his hand, and turned around and hid behind the pear tree.