MTL - The Correct Way of Face-Slapping in Transmigration-Chapter 155 8.20 Face-lifting opera

Although Qi Changjun has power and strength, his assets are much worse than Mei's. Moreover, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in South China need him to support them. With such a group of people, I can have a good meal, and I want to have a balance? Isn't that crazy?

Xiao Zhong listened to the order, twitched his lips, and found no valuable things after turning around, so he spread his hands and shook his head at Qi Changjun.

He thought he would bring a child out and spend at most some snacks, who would have thought that this child had shot so hard.

But at this time Qi Changjun finally remembered that he was a large poor family, patted his face in embarrassment, stroking the back of the small group and talking, "Wait back to South China, Dad will give you the whole South China."

How clever the small group is, it's strange to believe him. He is now an old, ugly and poor old man who suspects of abandoning Qi Changjun, and is not worthy of his beauty father.

Moreover, in the world, the only thing he trusts is his father who is never willing to hurt him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Duan's face suddenly showed a gloom that was very different from his age.

His dad is a **** who used his dad and him. However, they had no reason to forgive him. For thousands of worlds, someone needs to make sacrifices.

He knew that under the constraints of that identity, his father had no choice but to watch his father step by step into a desperate step.

Making such a cruel decision would only make the old man's heart more painful.

"Zheng Xuan, why don't you talk?"

Qi Changjun thought the child was unhappy, and it was a series of promises to export.

He always wanted to take the world as his duty to end the chaos of the warlord chaos, but now he wants to keep a simple and stable life with his loved ones and children.

"Going back, I'm going to find my father." The small group suppressed the gloom on the bottom of the eyes, jumped out of the man's arms again, and hurried toward Meiyuan.

Ever since the figures of Ping Cheng Qi Jue and Yu Qing Cheng appeared in Mei Yuan, they have become the most famous opera garden. There is a customary meaning behind its name, that is, Meiyuan's play is the highest level of all the drama teams in Pingcheng. Whether new or old, Mei Yuan can always make people happy.

Although today is not the field of Yu Qingcheng, Mei Rongbai, who is about to enter the stage, is known as Xiao Yu Qingcheng. As soon as this ticket was released, it was quickly sold out.

However, everyone hasn't forgotten that he had spread rumors about Yu Qingcheng and his uncle before, so he was still a little bit worried. If the youngsters sing well, don't blame them for being merciless.

Of course, not all of the people who came here were looking for Mei Rongbai's unhappy, but more want to see Meiyuan's new generation of pillars and pillars.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Mei Rong finished her makeup on the white, and did not go to the backstage to prepare first, but came to Gu Yunxi, looked up at him, with a little contentment in her eyes.

He had known for a long time that his appearance would not be worse than that of Yu Qingcheng. After today, he would let the people in the world only remember his name of Mei Rongbai and drive the three words of Yu Qingcheng out of his mind.

Gu Yunxi glanced at him, smiled softly, and brought him the final headdress.

When the sound of gongs and drums came down, a beautiful teenager looked up on the stage. The moment he raised his eyes, the audience could not help but exclaim. At this moment, they finally understood that the nickname of the young Xiaoyu Qingcheng was not a legend. Looking at this look alone is comparable to the amazingness that Yu Qingcheng brought to the stage.

This makes them can't help but have greater expectations for Mei Rongbai.

Mei Rong was listening to the applause of the guests in his ears, and he couldn't help being pleased. He looked back at Gu Yunxi and Li Mingyu who were standing in the corner, and turned around, showing a disdainful smile.

Talented people emerged on behalf of Jiangshan. For so many years, the so-called Yuqing City and Heping City have won the top spot. For so many years, it should have become a boring and tired look. Why do you still have this reputation?

He waved his sleeve lightly, sang, and slowly began to immerse himself in a contented little world. He never noticed that the expression of the audience changed slightly with his singing voice, and finally twisted up. The brow and cheering sound gradually disappeared.

Mei Rongbai was still singing, quite lonely.

After a long time, the calm atmosphere finally made him realize that something was wrong. He stopped and turned to the people's reaction.

At that moment, great pain invaded him, penetrating his heart and blood, making him even hurt his breath. The ridiculous expressions of the guests were like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting his face. He just felt the pain in his face, and his mind was blank.

The next time, all he saw was the angry crowd, and they opened their mouths together. It wasn't until he was stepped down by Meiyuan's buddies that he drew back to God again.

Every day and night, he was thinking about going to the stage, thinking about getting ahead, and practicing hard for four years. Why did he get a scolded end? Is he really so much worse than Yu Qingcheng?

He raised his hand to cover his face, and burst into tears.

"For the first time, even dignity has been stomped on his feet, I'm afraid he won't be a fame in his life. Unfortunately, this path was chosen by him and is not special." Li Mingyu stood not far from watching The sad Mei Rong said with a sneer.

"Yeah, nothing special." Gu Yunxi faintly agreed. He thought that he could see Tiandao come out to save the scene, but he didn't expect that it had reached the point where he is now. Tiandao still chose to shrink.

At this time, Gu Yunxi could not help but have a sense of frustration. He felt like he was vengeful for a kid who was uncertain, and he appeared in the world to shout and kill him, and then he ignored the selected person and let him do it.

"It's bad! I just saw Qi Changjun and Xiao Zhong on the street!" He went to one of Pingcheng's subordinates with Kong Zongwen and hurried in, reporting to the man who was drinking tea in Enran.

"What to panic." Kong Zongwen put down the tea cup in his hand and glanced up at him. "I had expected this."

If you are walking with 150,000 people, it will take a few days to reach Pingcheng. Qi Changjun will definitely go into battle lightly, and first come to negotiate with Mei Zhipeng to show sincerity.

"No, ma'am, listen to me," This man is so anxious that his face is sweating, "" Pingcheng people call Master Qi Changjun, Master Mei! He is the lost Master in Mei's family, why are we? do?"

Kong Zongwen coughed fiercely and asked word by word, "You said he was the idiot master of the Mei family?"

The subordinate nodded and said, "He is. I asked around for a while, and everyone said that."

Seven years ago, because Qi Changjun was a fool, although Mei Zhipeng accepted him as a righteous son, he did not advertise it to protect him. Only the locals in Pingcheng were known.

Kong Zongwen and his team discovered that such a thing had happened only when investigating Mei Rongbai's identity.

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"Qi Changjun!"

Kong Zongwen smashed the tea set on the table in anger, and the hoarse voice was full of unreleasable fire.

In God's eyes, isn't Kong Zongwen just a cat who can tease at will, always giving him hope and making him despair.

From beginning to end, why did he lose?

"Mei Zhipeng has nowhere to go. You take two people back to Luocheng immediately, and pass on my word, so that Luocheng's team is ready to intercept and kill 150,000 Qi Qijun."

"And, they, fight to the end!"

Kong Zongwen said word by word that the dark eyes were hate for the whole world. He couldn't kill Qi Changjun, but always wanted to bite him off a piece of meat and make him feel good.

"Master, think twice!" The subordinate was shocked by the words and quickly stopped to say, "Fifteen thousand people are not a small number. If there was a war, Los Angeles could not guarantee it. By then, where is our place to stay?"

The subordinate looked at Kong Zongwen's dark face, paused, and then said, "In such a short time, you can hold Luo City in your hand, which shows that your ability is never under Qi Changjun. Think again, There must be a better solution. "

Over the years, he has followed Kong Zongwen for so many years, he knows his temperament very well, and knows what to say to make a man change his decision.

As soon as the words came out, Kong Zongwen really gradually stabilized his emotions. He clenched his fists, and his brain was spinning rapidly. After a long time, he said coldly, "Bring Mei Rongbai, I have something to tell him."

This illegitimate son of Mei Zhipeng is his last hope. Qi Changjun is just a righteous son who has been raised for two years. Isn't it in the heart of the old fox that he likes the heart-felt jade dumpling?

At this time, Kong Zongwen, without the ignorance of self-violence and misery after getting the news in the beginning, was burning hatred for Qi Changjun in those eyes.

"Master Zhuang, what do you do?"

"That's the master's yard, you can't go in!"

In the room, Gu Yunxi was playing Li Mingyu in a leisurely posture. A loud noise suddenly came from his ear. He raised his eyes and looked at Li Mingyu on the other side with a smile. "It seems that someone has come to Mei Rong to discuss it."

"What he does. We are polite enough to him."

Li Mingyu didn't lift his face and concentrated on playing chess. It seemed that he was not in the noise of surprise.

"Mei Yifei, Li Mingyu!"

The old man Zhuang rushed in regardless of the barrier, and when he came up, he called the names of the two, clearly showing his dissatisfaction.

"Rong Bai is crying in the room. You still have the mood to talk about chess here, but you think of him as a master!" He lifted the chessboard and trembled and pointed at Gu Yunxi, "If it was played early Be careful not to let him stand out. Why did you want me to bring him into Meiyuan in the first place? "

He should know that there is no room for two tigers. He lived for decades and believed a kid. Master Mei's master, how can he make people gain the limelight.

Gu Yunxi looked at Zhuang Zhongnan, who was desperately anxious, and disappeared in his heart. Although eccentricity is nothing, but how eccentric is so far, how can we not let other disciples feel cold.

"Zhuang old man! Do you say enough!"

Li Mingyu was always grumpy. He saw Zhuang Zhongnan still blaming the teachers and brothers, and even asked Gu Yunxi to come forward to intercede for Mei Rongbai. He was so angry that he stood up suddenly and shouted at the old man.

He was angry, and the old man in front of him was even more angry.

"Li Mingyu, do you still have me as a master!"

"Master? Oh!" Li Mingyu gave a sneer, his eyes filled with anger. "In the past four years, do you think about the things you have done, and how can you call yourself a master?"

"Miscellaneous accounts, miscellaneous accounts!" Because of being Master of the Mei family these years, the position of the old man in Zhuangcheng has been much higher in Pingcheng. In the subtle influence, his temper is getting worse and worse, and no one can refute him.

Moreover, in his opinion, one day as a teacher and lifelong father, even if he has no more, it is not his apprentice Li Mingyu's turn to teach him.

The old man's thin hands were raised high, and he threw them down vigorously.

"Master Zhuang," Gu Yunxi held Old Zhuang's wrist with one hand, and said lightly, "It's just enough."

"In the past four years, you have only taught Mei Rongbai with all your heart, and don't put other Meiyuan disciples in your eyes. I didn't say anything. You used my reputation with my brothers to pave the way for him. I still didn't say anything." He He raised his eyes and looked at the Zhuang old man with a bad face. "I advised you that day. Don't be in a hurry, but you'd rather use the promise that Mei's family gave you to exchange, and let Mei Rong come to power." The consequences should be swallowed. "

The old man in Zhuang looked at Gu Yunxi's extremely cold eyes, and his throat seemed to be speechless as if he was choked tightly. Over the years, he has really focused his energy on the little apprentice, but the child is poor. An orphan without a parent, even if he has some pain?

Just when he was about to refute Gu Yunxi, the youth's next words made him turn his head in silence.

"Master Zhuang, have you forgotten that you were Meiyuan's heavy summons to come and teach the Mei family drama team, not Mei Rongbai's personal teacher."

The old man Zhuang returned lonely to the place where Mei Rongbai was. As soon as he arrived at the door, he was caught by the beauty boy who had been waiting for him for a long time. He asked with a choked voice, "Master, what do you say, when will he Help me clarify to the outside? I really only sing badly because I ’m in a bad shape. "

The old Zhuang sighed, and touched the boy's head and smiled bitterly, "Rongbai, don't be discouraged, let's practice for two more years, and then no one will swear at you again."

If you think about it, in the past four years, the young apprentice didn't work hard enough to learn the drama, and he was not willing to scold and scold, which caused today's bitter results.

At this time, the old man in Zhuang really felt that he was really old, and his heart was exhausted.

Mei Rong took a breath and squeezed the clothes on her chest and shouted, "Don't you say I can help me?"

The old man in Zhuang was startled by the sound of his roar and could not help but be shocked.

"Master, master, please help me, I'm just fourteen years old and can't be destroyed." Mei Rong Baiyong burst into tears and looked very distressed.

The old man with gray hair looked at him definitively and made a decision silently in his heart.