There are very few people who can go to the backyard to get a glimpse of Fang's face, but this does not prevent them from wandering in the theater with hope, and can take a look at her from a distance when she leaves.

Every time Shu'an sings, Zhou Hanyun is bound to be there, as the son of the Minister of Finance, no one dares to stop him when he wants to go backstage.

Zhou Hanyun admired Shu Ange, and his infatuation touched many people.

Because he thinks he pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, he has no intention of using his power to force Shu Ange to comply, and it is not easy for others to stand up for her.

Now this situation can be regarded as a delicate balance.

Shu Ange was neither hot nor cold, trying not to talk to Zhou Hanyun, he was slow to watch, and when he looked at her from a distance, his heart was filled with infinite joy.

The costumes and headdresses of "The Drunken Concubine" were too heavy, Shu Ange changed her clothes first, and then under the service of a little girl, she took off her earrings and removed her makeup, and washed her white face several times.

"If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate. What a beautiful woman who is as transparent as jade, what a beautiful woman who is beautiful and fragrant! ”

Zhou Hanyun's voice sounded, Shu Ange frowned slightly, and saw his tender figure from the bright makeup mirror.

Lovesickness is bitter, Zhou Hanyun is obsessed with Shu Ange but can't do it, in the past six months, he has been chasing Shu Ange's feet and running, and all the learning and communication have been put aside.

He was wearing a royal blue Huasi Ge brocade robe today, a fox fur cloak on the outside, a black civilization hat, a newspaper in his hand, and his body leaned forward, leaving only the shadow of Shu Ange in his eyes.

Zhou Hanyun's companions have long been accustomed to his infatuation, on the one hand, they regret that the high-spirited handsome and noble son has become a subordinate of the actor, and on the other hand, they are annoyed that Zhou Meiyun is too ruthless, and they don't leave him any affection.

"Miss Meiyun, Hanyun has a heart for you, the sky can be seen, the sun and the moon can be seen, why can't you give him a chance, even if you can't fall in love, it's okay to make a friend."

Similar to this kind of words, Shu Ange doesn't know how many times he has heard it, and his ears are about to grow calluses.

She put down the comb, held the Kun bag in her hand, and got up generously and replied: "I'm sorry, I don't like to make friends, I'll see you later." ”

It's not that Shu Ange is ruthless, for stalkers, when she smiles, the other party will feel that she has a play, she can only be as cold as winter.

"Miss Meiyun, this is a poem I wrote for you, published in the newspaper, can I read it to you."

As if he couldn't understand Shu Ange's words, Zhou Hanyun opened the newspaper in his hand and began to read it in a low voice: "Ah, you are like a nightingale with a gentle voice, falling on my heart......"

Here it is again, Shu Ange is carrying her bag, and she walks straight out without looking at Zhou Hanyun, and He Mengying with a man in military uniform appears on her way.

Shu Ange listened to the footsteps, He Mengying glanced at Zhou Hanyun, and there was a little ridicule and smugness in her eyes: "Miss Meiyun, your play is getting better and better, not only attracting Zhou Gongzi, but even Ma Dashuai admires you very much." ”

Before Ma Yuanchong met Shu Ange, he had a vague guess about her appearance in his heart, but after he really saw her appearance after removing her makeup, his heart jumped suddenly, and he didn't know where to put his two hands.

He is a big old man, unlike a little white face, reading poems sentence by sentence, if Ma Yuan Chong is asked to describe Shu Ange's appearance, he just wants to say that he is really fucking good-looking, he has called such a lively beauty for the first time in his life.

Before, Ma Yuanchong thought that He Mengying was beautiful, beautiful and foreign, but compared with Shu Ange, she was simply a lady and a maid.

As soon as He Mengying's words landed, he stepped on a pair of leather shoes, walked up to Shu Ange sonorously, and stretched out a big rough hand: "Hello Miss Meiyun, please take care of me when we meet for the first time." ”

Facing the beauty, Ma Yuanchong searched his intestines and scraped his belly, and came up with two elegant words, and both eyes were about to pounce on Shu Ange.

Zhou Hanyun was reciting a poem when he was suddenly interrupted by a man in military uniform, who was holding a newspaper in his hand and recognized the person as Ma Yuanchong, a southwestern warlord, a man who was born as a bandit.

He rushed to Shu Ange's side almost without a struggle, and said righteously: "Ma Dashuai, Miss Meiyun doesn't like to come into contact with the living. If you like to listen to Miss Meiyun's play, you can come back in a week. ”

Although Shu Ange didn't like Zhou Hanyun who had been obsessed with her, when she was in trouble, he rushed up as soon as possible, which made her a little moved.

After all, in these years, there are many people who keep shouting about love and freedom, and as long as they encounter a little bump, they will wilt immediately.

In the chaotic era, the son of a finance minister actually had no room to speak in front of the warlords.

But Zhou Hanyun didn't hesitate and rushed directly to stand up for her.

As for this reckless warlord, Shu Ange sneered in his heart, he was the one who killed the original owner in the plot prompt.

Before, Shu Ange was still thinking about how to find the enemy to take revenge as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to run into him so soon.

She glanced at He Mengying, she corrected her several times, Shu Ange was only a little trick of the arrogant eldest lady before.

But this time, she was clearly pushing her into the fire pit, and He Mengying probably regarded her as a weak and weak sick cat.

Shu Ange took a step around to the side and said lightly: "Thank you two for cheering, Zhou Gongzi is right, I'm afraid I don't like to socialize very much." If the handsome man likes to watch my play, he can come over in a week, and then the prayer supervisor will also come to Beiping, and the two of you can get together. ”

After raising the name of Qi Hengyu, Shu Ange walked straight out, Ma Yuanchong's heart was crisp, and he wanted to stop her in public, but he was afraid that there would be some news in the public that would make him steal chickens and rice.

He Mengying heard Shu Ange praying for Hengyu, chuckled and sighed: "Miss Meiyun is really an infatuated lover, and she will take care of you in vain." When the prayer superintendent arrives in Beiping, I must pay a visit. ”

"Let's visit, then."

Shu Ange carried her bag and walked past the two of them, the guards sent by Qi Hengyu were waiting at the exit of the backstage, and she got into the car under the escort of several people.

Her cold attitude aroused Ma Chongyuan's interest.

He was originally a hungry ghost in the middle of the color, and he met the first beauty in his life, and he couldn't wait to spend the night in the cave immediately.

Now that he saw Shu Ange leave, he seemed to be scratching his heart with a hundred claws, and he couldn't calm down for a moment.

He Mengying saw Ma Yuanchong's strange appearance, and coughed to arouse his attention: "Ma Dashuai, Miss Zhou Meiyun is worthy of her reputation, I am not exaggerating." ”

Ma Yuanchong came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "Sure enough, yes, it is a stunner in the world, a first-class stunner!" ”

(Meow, this plane is coming to an end again)