Yin Jiu stopped him and said, "Come back!"

Ji Jingyun got back quickly.

Su Qingwan didn't think Yin Jiu would be fucked at this time. She looked at Yin Jiu and saw Yin Jiu staring at the female actor on the stage with an extremely complicated expression. Su Qingwan said curiously: "What's wrong with him?"

At this time, Bai Lu, who had finished reminiscing with her old friend, came over and said in surprise: "Master Jiu, isn't that male lead Liang?"

Su Qingwan looked back at the people on the stage.

Mr. Liang, Liang Zhuoyu.

If she remembered correctly, this person should have been buried long ago.

Bai Lu was also a little uncertain: "Jiu Master?"

Yin Jiu stared at the person on the stage with his eyes fixed on the spot: "He is the same as Zhuo Yu's singing style, and his figure is exactly the same."

Ji Jingyun looked in disbelief.

When he met Liang Zhuoyu, Liang Zhuoyu was already middle-aged. At that time, Liang Zhuoyu was also a true handsome man, handsome and funny, and a master of great talent. He was in the theater and had his own scenery.

Now that the person on the stage is covered with bright ink, he can't tell the appearance for a while. Listening to the sound, his voice at the age of seventeen or eighteen is naturally different from that in middle age.

"His name is Liang Fei, and he is a famous new actress in the past two months." Su Qingwan said, "Everyone from Wufang Academy knows his reputation. His surname is Liang. Could he be a descendant of any of your friends?"

Yin Jiu laughed silently: "Zhuoyu has no descendants. He is a half demon. Half demon is born with the fate of God's punishment. Not to mention descendants, if you live, it will be a torment for half demon. Not to mention relatives."

Ji Jingyun took the initiative to explain to Su Qingwan half-demon.

"Now it seems that no matter who the other party is, I need to check it out. If the master of the Liyuan is not here, it will be difficult to let the trouble here again." Yin Jiu said, "Miss, I should not have time to teach you these days. Let's delay some time, and I will make up for you in the future."

Yin Jiu told the people to look at Lezhai and walked out alone. His figure gradually merged into the crowd until it disappeared.

Yin Jiu was not in Lezhai, and Su Qingwan happened to be busy with her schoolwork. She didn't have time to go to Lezhai for several days. After school, she was rarely able to concentrate on painting, but she found that what she wrote was the scenery of Lezhai. Every grass and a tree, a small pond covered with lotus leaves.

Su Qingwan stared at the drawing paper and was stunned. Half a cup of tea passed, and the ink inside Su Qingwan's inkstone had solidified.

He didn't know what to draw when he started writing, but looked at the other two people's place. The door was closed, and Su Qingwan also stopped thinking about chatting.

Su Qingwan walked out of the schoolhouse and entered the market, but found that the market was almost dispersed. Not to mention fresh mushrooms, there were not many dried mushrooms left. So Su Qingwan bought a basket and went up the mountain.

An hour later, Su Qingwan came to Lezhai.

There was a familiar little girl standing at the door of Lezhai, who was the parrot.

The parrot skillfully greeted Su Qingwan and smiled sweetly: "Brother, we're meeting again, hello."

Su Qingwan saw several partners following the parrot spirit and greeted her: "Hello, go in."

The parrot spirit looked at Su Qingwan in surprise and calmly walked around the lobby towards the courtyard. She knew that Su Qingwan was a big boss, but she didn't expect that she was already old enough to be free to enter and exit in Lezhai.

"The boss is the boss."

After Su Qingwan made a pot of fresh mushroom soup, she directly buttoned the pot, cooked two dishes, and also put them on the plate and buttoned them. She told Bai Lu and the two little boys to go back to the school hall.

The moon reaches the middle of the sky, and Yin Jiu is back.

Back in the sky and the moon, Yin Jiu saw two little boys running around in the courtyard as soon as he entered the door. The eight immortals table was placed with excellent food and a large celadon basin of fresh mushroom soup.

"Eat, eat!"

“The rice cooked by Qingqing is delicious!”

The two little boys stopped running and sat obediently on the small mattress.

Bai Lu said: "Master Jiu, Brother Su lets you heat up again and again before eating."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Su Qingwan was woken up from her sleep by Yin Jiu's paper crane.

"Su Qingwan, how hot the hot meal should be?"

Yin Jiu's voice came.

The big monster who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers and the little monster who doesn't understand cooking skills at all.

It was because of this that I woke her up in the middle of the night?

Su Qingwan has a headache.

Yin Jiu was still urging him there.

Su Qingwan turned over and said in a muffled voice: "Just a little fire."

"How small is a small fire?" Yin Jiu asked back.

Su Qingwan was tortured by Yin Jiu for a long time, and Yin Jiu finally successfully heated up the meal. The cheers of the boys opposite him sounded, which made Su Qingwan feel much less dissatisfied.

"I'll eat roast duck tomorrow." Yin Jiu, as the culprit, didn't realize it at all, and even took the opportunity to order dishes.

Su Qingwan said: "Do you know what happened to everyone who has eaten roast duck?"

After saying that, Su Qingwan ignored Yin Jiu's questioning and fell asleep.

The next day, Su Qingwan went out with two dark circles.

Qian Jiaren said: "Do you know what people outside are talking about you?"

Su Qingwan didn't want to give Qian Jiaren a look.

"They are all saying that you are threatened and want to be someone else's male favorite, so they are so sad that they never sleep all night." Qian Jiaren pointed to his eyes, suggesting the dark circles on Su Qingwan's face.

This is wherever it goes.

Su Qingwan went out in a boredom.

She didn't agree to make roast duck for Yin Jiu. And today she made an appointment with Wu Luyao to go to the Liyuan not far away. Mr. Xiteng assigned the lessons to let them paint on human faces imitating the way of painting the face.

Qian Jiaren happened to have an acquaintance in the Pear Garden here.

Su Qingwan didn't know that when she went there, she met a person with a name that had almost destroyed her ears recently.

Liang Fei.

"Did you see Qingwan? That's Liang Fei in the rumor! That's Liang Fei! I like listening to his drama the most!"

Su Qingwan was dizzy when she was shaken by Qian Jiaren.

She remembered Yin Jiu who had gone out early and returned late recently, and took the excuse to go out for a while and released the paper crane: "Liang Fei came to the theater on the North Street of Dongcheng."

When Su Qingwan came back, she saw Liang Fei talking to the headmaster of the theater. The two of them were holding the playbook and seemed to be discussing where to sing.

The headmaster of this theater is a young man.

Liang Fei was not the one who died in the Liyuan Garden in Xicheng. It seemed that he was coming to help. Liang Fei was amazingly famous, thanks to Liang Fei's already good face, many wealthy ladies praised him. Over time, even Su Qingwan knew such a person.

"Qingwan, when I finish learning in the future, I will definitely invite Liang Fei to come over. I will draw a portrait of him alone." Qian Jiaren said, "I will definitely study hard this time and try to mention my painting skills."
Chapter completed!