On this day, Zhang Changxin went to the hospital to catch the last prescription Shen Yeling prescribed to him, and after drinking it, his voice was better, in fact, he had wanted to sing for a long time a month before, but Shen Yeling had not allowed it, for fear that he would go crazy and sing badly.

"How can he be such an careless person", Zhang Changxin himself thought about it, and suddenly, in the crowd, he saw the person he didn't want to see the most--- Bai Shixuan.

He wanted to take a detour to go back, but Bai Shixuan also found out that he also took the initiative to stick up, and began to shush and ask for warmth: "Yo, Boss Zhang, come out to buy medicine."

Zhang Changxin ignored him, and he followed him again and said: "Boss Zhang, I'll help you go to Xunyang to investigate, there is indeed a person named Luo Yunsheng in Beiping, but she disappeared mysteriously ten years ago, and the Luo family marked her out of the clan tree.

After hearing this, Zhang Changxin felt a sharp pain in his confidence, and grabbed Bai Shixuan's neckline in front of everyone on the street, and his follower Wang Youfu also came through the crowd without squeaking.

Bai Shixuan was here again, Wang Youfu brought a few strong bodyguards behind him, and a car was secretly parked afterwards.

At this time in the crowd, not to mention that there were still many of them, Zhang Changxin had to loosen his hand, Bai Shixuan luckily straightened his neckline, and made a gesture of invitation to him: "Then please ask Boss Zhang to come with me, and I will tell you slowly, where Luo Yunsheng went."

How could Bai Shixuan be so kind, it was not Shen Yeling who was told with the news, but Zhang Changxin, but Shen Yeling's return to Peking over the years that he couldn't let go was always Luo Yunsheng, wasn't it?

So Zhang Changxin followed Bai Shixuan into the car, the car avoided the crowd and chose a hidden corner to come to the Bai Mansion, Zhang Changxin followed Bai Shixuan and looked around.

In the center of the Bai house is a pool, which is now in the summer, and the pool is sparkling with the sun.

Bai Shixuan had previously asked the servants to clean up a table next to the pool for them to use in the open air.

On the long dining table covered with a white cloth, the two started to talk, Bai Shixuan leisurely shook his red wine glass, looking at Zhang Changxin's eager eyes.

He took a bite and then said, "Boss Zhang, don't you want to eat some."

Zhang Changxin frowned, looking impatient: "Second master, I don't have time to talk to you about this", all he wanted to know was Luo Yunsheng's news.

Bai Shixuan put down the red wine glass, picked up the napkin and wiped it on his mouth: "What, you want to know her news from me, kill me and cover up your lies to Shen Yeling, but Boss Zhang, I am afraid that you will kill me even more when I learn the news."

Bai Shixuan leaned over and propped up the table probe with both hands, and said with a mysterious expression: "The church that Boss Zhang sang to Mr. Tanaka is compared to us ordinary people, why don't you listen to it."

In an instant, like a bolt of lightning, Zhang Changxin was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, this secret is not only known to the Japanese, but also the Japanese, is it? . .

Zhang Changxin's whole body began to be numb, and the panic that penetrated from his bones came slowly, and what he was most afraid of finally came: "What do you want."

Bai Shixuan sneered, his eyes narrowed: "What's the matter, Boss Zhang, don't think of me as those unkind people, of course, people like me, I also think about the troupe you have worked so hard to run."

Zhang Changxin was almost hysterical, but his numb body was pressing himself again: "What does this have to do with my theater troupe."

Bai Shixuan immediately sat back at the corner of his eyes, cocked Erlang's legs, and then said: "I know that Boss Zhang sang to the Japanese alone that night, but no matter what Boss Zhang says, it is also a living signboard of the evergreen class, how can it not be related to the opera troupe, even if you think about it in the future, but the human brain is already deeply ingrained in your opera troupe, and I still have affection for Boss Shen and will naturally help him get out of the sea of suffering, but you and your drama troupe."

Zhang Changxin was even more distraught now, and kept swallowing his saliva, he knew that Bai Shixuan's purpose for coming this time was not because he knew Luo Yunsheng's whereabouts, but because he threatened him with his handle: "What do you want to do, beat me up and report the pain I had a few years ago?"

Bai Shixuan smiled and shook his hand, obviously his purpose was not so simple: "Of course, what I want is Boss Zhang, you die."

Zhang Changxin was taken aback, and Bai Shixuan then continued: "If you don't die, I will be upset, and the stigma of your drama troupe will also be made public, if Boss Shen knows that Luo Yunsheng has no news, and you have made it up all these years, what will happen."

Zhang Changxin nodded slightly, his pale face now was almost the same as the white napkin in his hand, I saw him put the napkin down, picked up the dinner knife with his backhand and was about to cut down his neck, Bai Shixuan suddenly laughed.

He smiled: "If Boss Zhang dies here, won't he defile my pool, listen to me, it's better to die on the stage... And to die in front of your audience, in front of your junior brother, wouldn't it be beautiful to have an early curtain call."

Dying on the stage, Zhang Changxin's throat was almost so blocked that he couldn't say half a word, and he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying in addition to the sound of pulling and pulling in his ears.

He stared at Bai Shixuan's mouth one by one, this nasty face, he wanted to step forward and slap it twice when he saw it.

He went back like this, almost forgetting how he walked this road before, how he met Zhou Lin, and how he lay on the bed with clothes.

Waiting until the early morning of the next day, Zhang Changxin's brain was also sober, Zhou Lin put the sobering soup in front of him and persuaded him to drink it, and now Zhang Changxin realized that he had drunk alcohol yesterday, and he hadn't drunk for several years, so he didn't drink it in order not to say anything about Shen Yeling.

By the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the family was reunited, others celebrated, but he still didn't drink a drop, he chose to smoke a big cigarette to spoil his throat, that is all his own right.

Zhang Changxin took the sobering soup and drank it, and asked Zhou Lin if he had said anything when he was drunk, Zhou Lin was also confused and only remembered a rough idea, saying that Zhang Changxin went home drunk and talked about whether he was going to die or live, and Zhou Lin was also confused.

Zhang Changxin breathed a sigh of relief, packed up and prepared to go out, he came to the opera troupe, and the brothers knew that he was going to start teaching martial arts techniques, so they hurriedly lined up and stood there, Shen Yeling always stood beside him.

Zhang Changxin scratched his head a little embarrassed, looking at this group of little apprentices who studied drama in a group, the troupe he worked so hard to create, there are now more than 40 people, Zhang Changxin glanced at them calmly, and said sharply: "In the future, you must listen to your uncle's words well, and you must also take good care of yourself."

The little apprentices thought that Zhang Changxin would say something amazing, so they all pricked up their ears to listen, and saw that Zhang Changxin hung his head one by one after speaking.

Shen Yeling sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned his head and frowned at Zhang Changxin, and said with concern: "Senior brother, is something wrong?"

Zhang Changxin shook his head without answering, he stood tall in front of Shen Yeling, and patted him on the shoulder: "Tomorrow we will agree again, but we have to behave well."

Zhang Changxin came like a ghost, and went home like a ghost, although Shen Yeling didn't know what he was thinking in his head, but he always felt that Zhang Changxin must have something to do with tomorrow's play, so he had to try his best to ensure that this scene could be sung smoothly.

"Ruliang", Shen Yeling turned around and called Xu Ruliang's name, and saw Xu Ruliang running over neatly and then continued: "You will guard the gate of the theater tomorrow, and don't let the people of the Bai family come in if you see them."

Zhang Changxin wandered home, and suddenly remembered that Zhou Lin loved chrysanthemums, so he bought a few pots of chrysanthemums that had not yet bloomed at the summer flower market and carried them all the way home.

Since yesterday morning, Zhou Lin felt that Zhang Changxin was abnormal, and today he specially bought flowers for him, and hurriedly probed his forehead for fear that he would complain, Zhang Changxin did not have a fever on the surface, but his heart was not lightly burned.

He took Zhou Lin's hand away, this time the old couple who had quarreled for many years finally sat down and talked back with a friendly attitude, today Zhang Changxin was very considerate of Zhou Lin, and Zhou Lin felt that he was happy because of his good voice, and he also broke his brain.

Wait until one day passes, the theater is crowded, because it is Zhang and Shen on the same stage, so the theater will fill the seats early, the front is lively, the back is also lively, in the separate dressing room of Shen Yeling and Zhang Changxin, Shen Yeling carefully glances at your eyebrows, and similarly, Zhang Changxin is also painting his face.

He looked at Shen Yeling who was facing away from him through makeup, and suddenly felt that his body stiffened, and the busyness outside had nothing to do with him, all he cared about in front of him was Shen Yeling in front of the makeup mirror: "Senior brother, you said that we are mixed like this, did Master Zu give us a reward?"

Shen Yeling is the same today, he can't draw his eyebrows well, he draws an uneven one, so he has to unload and repaint, he is not a hypocritical person, but there are many things that happen around him, and he is too calm and calm, and immediately said simply and clearly: "Yes."

Zhang Changxin got an answer, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage and said: "Don't you want to go to Xunyang, you want to see your niece Luo Yunsheng, I haven't seen this girl at all, and I don't know her news, I lied to you before."

Shen Yeling's thrush hand paused, his eyebrows were crooked again, he quietly put down the pen, and when he heard such a thing, he didn't make a big move, but looked at the figure of people coming and going at the door: "The play is about to start, let's play."

He knew that he couldn't hide anything about Luo Yunsheng from Shen Yeling after he died, and Shen Yeling would eventually know, so it was better to tell him earlier, so that he could feel better on Huangquan Road in the future.

He grabbed Shen Yeling, who was about to change clothes, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Go find her, go to Xunyang, go to Xunyang and sing don't be here, the troupe can't be dispersed."

This sentence seems to warn Shen Yeling that he is also aware of the accident, but at the moment, the most important thing for him is to finish this play with Zhang Changxin, just this one after two years.

They pushed open the door and walked out, a random light appeared at the door, people could not enter their eyes, their hearts only had the three-foot red platform, this time the two walked up together, but only one could come down。。。。。

The news of Zhang Changxin's blood splashing on the stage came out of the theater, and others thought that he was crazy about singing, and finally died on the stage and died in his own play.

。。。 When this news reached Bai Shixuan's ears, he was extremely happy in his heart, but what he wanted to know most at the moment was undoubtedly Shen Yeling's reaction at that time, some people said that Shen Yeling was also crazy, and some said that Shen Yeling was surprisingly calm, as if he was stunned by the devil.

。。。。 In short, Bai Shixuan avenged the night and relieved his anger. Suddenly, the phone next to his desk rang, and Zhao Zhenyao, who called, told him that he was elected as the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce this year, not him, because he was not old enough, and finally did not even have the name to run for election, and persuaded him to continue to work hard next time and wait another four years to continue to run for the election.

Before Zhao Zhenyao on the other end of the phone hung up the phone, Bai Shixuan had almost smashed the phone to the ground like crazy, and the stacks of documents on the table were basically thrown away by him.

He sat on the chair decadently, Wang Youfu came over timidly, put the tea that was originally poured for Bai Shixuan on his table lightly, and just wanted to leave, he was stopped by him.

"Ah Fu, Ah Fu" Wang Youfu had no choice but to stop and turn around, and asked tremblingly: "Young master, you call me"?

Bai Shixuan almost fainted, squinted at him, looked him up and down, and finally shook his head: "No, no, you are not Ah Fu."

Wang Youfu also looked at himself, the title of Ah Fu was given to him by Bai Shixuan, Bai Shixuan said that he was Ah Fu is Ah Fu, so he was also embarrassed: "Young Master, I am... ”

Bai Shixuan fell from the chair to the ground, and continued to shake his head and point at Wang Youfu: "No, you are not", he remembered Ah Fu's appearance, it was definitely not him, absolutely not.

He sat on the ground as if he was stunned and fluttered a few times, then grabbed the ashtray that he had thrown down, and smashed it towards Wang Youfu inadvertently.

The bloody Wang Youfu also wiped his bloody head interestingly, and hurriedly ran out of the door in a panic and shouted while running: "Oh no, the young master is crazy."