After eating and drinking, Su Mu noticed that Zhang Lian next to him was waiting impatiently. At the moment, I was bored playing with the fan in my hand.

Zhang Lian held the fan, knocked on the stone table a few times, and then spoke.

"Can you stay with me for a while, can you sing?"

Su Mu shook his head, "No." ”

Zhang Lian looked like she had expected it, picked up the cup and took a few sips, and then asked.

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting?"

Su Mu shook his head again, a little embarrassed. Zhang Lian is a little helpless! I don't embarrass her anymore.

"Okay, what will you do?"

What will be? Su Mu muttered, not knowing what to say. There are quite a few of them, but none of them are on the table, but they are just a little superficial.

Su Mu slapped the table and got up, he knew. "I'll make porridge and.... Dry rack!" Zhang Lian raised her eyebrows, but she was a little surprised. "Porridge?"

Su Mu echoed again and again, and the chick nodded "yes" like pecking rice.

"Okay, let me think about it."

The gate of the garden here faces east, and the eaves are embedded with exquisite brick carvings. Entering the theater garden, it was already full of people, and the black and oppressive stage was crowded with people. Noisy chattering.

The singer gently twists and slowly picks up the handkerchief in his hand, and has a tactful and intermittent singing style. No one dared to disturb the audience, and there was only the soft voice of the people on the stage in the garden.

Su Mu was directly stunned, and only remembered the applause when everything was over.

Applause, shouts, shouts, whistles. One after another, wave after wave.

Su Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Lian who was standing next to him, Zhang Lian knocked the folding fan in his hand upside down on the railing. One time, two clicks,..... Su Mu counted silently.

"It's early!"

Zhang Lian shouted angrily, Su Mu couldn't understand it, and he sighed in his heart, "What's early?"

Zhang Lian didn't seem to hear it, turned his head and walked towards the backstage, one step and two steps, walking quickly,

We're going to suffer! Su Mu felt the low pressure from afar.

As soon as he entered the backstage, he smelled a smell of tobacco, and Su Mu pursed his lips and filled the air next to him. Zhang Lian first scolded them, saying that it was too early to step down.

Then he began to chatter, "Mochizuki Tower is not as unruly as Qinglou, I don't care about what happens offstage, but when I get on the stage, I will be disciplined."

"Don't pout your face. , As soon as these words came down, Su Mu was a little stunned by Zhang Lian's second middle school disease, this remark really didn't swear words.

Suddenly, a little guy came in a hurry, ran too quickly and fell at the staircase, and crawled to Zhang Lian to salute. "Sir! Oh no, the little third master of the Marquis Mansion has to take away Mingxiang.

"There's a lot of trouble in the front yard!"

Zhang Lian's face turned pale, and he walked over while asking about the situation in the front yard of the little girl.

Su Mu followed behind the two of them, unable to catch up with the steps of the two.

By the time Su Mu arrived, the front yard had already stopped, and the fine blue and white porcelain was smashed on the ground, sprinkled with silver mixed with slag.

A teenage boy, wearing tassel beads, don't gentry with a green shirt, holding a beautiful woman on the left and a sword on the right, a white and white face, with the arrogance of a teenager who doesn't know the taste of sorrow.

The lips are cherry red, as if they have drunk wine, they are glowing with some light, and the sharp eyebrows of the sword are all showing chic, what a young man.

Zhang Lian stood opposite the young man, squinting with a sneer, seemingly respectful and polite, but there was a hint in his tone

"If Young Master Wang likes tea, you can come again next time, I will definitely open the main door of Wangyue Tower to welcome".

Before Zhang Lian finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man. I saw him sweep the long sword in his hand towards Zhang Lian's neck and choke the vital point.

"Boss Xiao Zhang's words are wrong, Mingxiang and I are in love, and we want to be together after all.

"Can't the little descendants of Gongsun Mansion be born in this filthy land. If Boss Zhang originally intended to raise it for me, this son would have nothing to say!"

The young man in the green shirt still had an arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, but what he said was very rebellious.

Su Mu was standing not far away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching when he heard this.

"This little son of the world, it's really amazing, he dares to say anything.

This is not clear to tell Zhang Lian that he has enlarged Mingxiang's belly, and Zhang Lian has to be willing if he is unwilling.

What a big show! Even Su Mu couldn't help but applaud.