I'm here to find my son

On the night when he first arrived, he asked Wang Dahu to check it out, and found that the boxes of weapons had already been transferred.

At first, Nan Zimu couldn't figure out where Lin Jiwen and the others could transfer their things in such a short period of time.Until later he found the secret room behind the wall.

The sooner he gets on stage, the closer he is to his goal.Nan Zimu has already planned a clear route in his heart, which only needs to be implemented.

A good show is about to be staged... Nan Zimu stood at the window, looked at the stage, clasped his fingers, and smiled.

Hearing that Nan Zimu was going to take the stage, Master Zhao was so excited that he took his hand and insisted on guiding him for a long time.

"When I was young, I also became a role for a while, but it didn't take long for me to be replaced by others." Master Zhao said, "I thought I had worked hard enough, but I didn't want people in this world who were more talented than me Hard work."

"But now the green and the yellow are changing, the withered and the prosperous are fading. Back then, the group of actors who fought openly and secretly for a female star, died, died, and became old. In the end, it was a handful of loess and ashes. If you can flourish for a while, that's great; if you can last for a long time Not bad, better. However, this kind of thing is entangled with luck and fate, if you can't make it this time, don't be sad."

Nan Zimu didn't know how to answer him, but he couldn't bear to drive him away, so he pretended to be listening attentively and let it go secretly.

It took Master Zhao half a day to vomit all his life experience, and he sighed after finishing the job: "Your makeup is a bit messy, you have to do it again. I thought I would put on your makeup myself Yes, it's just that the master has to accept the old, this pen, I can't hold it anymore. Why don't I call Jianshui to help you, he has experience in this field."

When Nan Zimu thought of Jianshui, he felt uncomfortable all over, and quickly waved his hands to decline: "No need, Jianshui only came to teach me this morning, and I probably have already learned it."

"He came to see you in the morning?" Master Zhao looked complicated, "It's rare for him to bother - can you really do it yourself?"

Nan Zimu wasn't sure if he could do it, but he was sure that he didn't want to let Jianshui come again for the time being.Thinking of this, Nan Zimu nodded, and said firmly, "I think it's okay."

However, it turns out that he said "no problem" too early.

When Jianshui raised his eyebrows and wiped his powder, he kept his eyes open and looked at the bronze mirror. With his photographic memory and Master Zhao's passionate guidance, he got started easily.But when Jian Shui painted his eyeliner, he closed his eyes.

At that time, I felt awkward, so I didn't write it down, and even if I did, it was a technical job, and he couldn't keep his hands steady.

Master Zhao on the side said anxiously: "Can you do it? No, I'll find an experienced apprentice. The venue below is almost ready. Hurry up, you may be nervous if you rush to the stage..."

"What's the matter?" Li Xingzhi held a jade folding fan in his right hand and a paper bag in his left hand, and put the paper bag in front of Nan Zimu as if nothing had happened, "Well... I saw this on the street just now, thinking that Huanxi might be able to like."

"Oh?" Nan Zimu picked out a pair of peach blossoms to look at him, then smiled playfully, "Huanxi is only six months old, how can he eat such sweet things?"

When Huanxi was born, Li Xingzhi frantically filled up a parenting encyclopedia from his nanny at home. He has already been familiar with these common senses about raising babies, so it is impossible for him not to know.

Li Xingzhi realized that he was a little artificial, so he had to confess: "I think you asked Hongyu to buy it before, and you probably liked it, so..."

Nan Zimu was afraid that he would start to be sensational while talking, so he quickly changed the subject: "I'm going to perform on stage in a while, if there's nothing else, please leave, master."

"I have something to do." Li Xingzhi stood up straight, the thoughts in his heart were entangled with the confession that had been gnawing in his throat, and finally he balled up in the thought of blurting out, and was swallowed back tepidly.

"what's up?"

Li Xingzhi wanted to say - see you, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he remained silent.

Master Zhao just heard the gossip between the two of them at noon today, so he naturally didn't want to continue to be an old light bulb, he got up and said: "Master, go and see if the venue is set up first, you... Be careful to seize the time, I need to go Call me an apprentice?"

Nan Zimu smiled, and said softly: "Don't bother them, master, just draw for me."

"..." Li Xingzhi sucked out a little deliberate teasing from his smile, asking him, a big man who has never touched these makeup powders, to put on makeup for him, isn't it embarrassing him?

"Master, don't you want to?" Nan Zimu pursed his lips, and looked at Master Zhao, "Master, you call Jianshui, that handsome little boy."

Li Xingzhi was still in a dilemma at first, but after hearing the words "a good-looking little boy", his heart froze, and he blurted out in a strange way: "Let me do it."

"Okay." Nan Zimu smiled, "You come."

Hou Ye regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but if the gentleman said it, he would not be able to drag the donkey back for ten days, let alone Nan Zimu.He had no choice but to drive the ducks to the shelves and walk over, looking at the pile of bottles and cans on the table with a sad face.

Looking at him, Nan Zimu wanted to laugh, and he couldn't tell where he made a mistake, so he wanted to tease this person on a whim.

"Does Master Hou know how to draw?" Nan Zimu looked up at him with bright eyes.

"What do you have left unpainted?" Li Xing asked him professionally.

"A line above the eyelids." Nan Zimu replied.

A line above the eyelids... After all, Li Xingzhi watched the play for two days, and after a little recollection, he remembered the faces of those actors. He glanced at Nan Zimu's expression, and said honestly: "I don't know how to draw this, but you can try ..."

Nan Zimu closed his eyes obediently, Li Xingzhi picked up a soft pen, placed one leg between Nan Zimu's knees, and then slowly bent over, carefully drawing on Nan Zimu's eyes.

He has practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and his hands are not stable. Although he was a little afraid to move the pen at the beginning, he gradually became familiar with it.

The last stroke was completed, Li Xingzhi looked at it, and was quite satisfied: "Open your eyes and have a look."

Nan Zimu was dressed in a costume like fire, with a bun on his head and a phoenix coronet. The blush on his face dazzled to the corners of his eyes, making him look a little more charming.

Then there was this sad and joyless look up, Li Xingzhi was amazed to pick up three souls, and lost seven souls.

"Why, is the painting crooked?" Nan Zimu reached for the mirror, looked at it a few times, and said, "Not bad, very good, not much different from the water-cut painting."

After speaking, Nan Zimu made a gesture to grab his hand: "Master Hou, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xingzhi hurriedly jumped half a step away, Nan Zimu only grabbed the handle of the fan in his hand.

In such a short period of time, Li Xingzhi couldn't help but think of Nan Zimu's kiss, like a mountain cub who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, gently pressed Li Xingzhi's heart with his soft pink meat pad.

Just like this-

Master Hou, who came back to his senses, had a slight reaction from his lower body, his face flushed suddenly, but it was covered under a black and yellow mask, which did not appear to others.

Li Xingzhi was a little at a loss, and secretly scolded himself for being dirty, his complicated mood was tossed, Li Xingzhi almost wanted to run away.

However, the robe is loose and the human/skin/mask is thick enough, so he looks calm.Li Xingzhi didn't dare to look up at Nan Zimu, so he let out a breath slowly: "Aren't you in a hurry? I won't bother you...I'll go to the stage and wait for your performance."

Nan Zimu let go, and felt that this person was boring, so he threw a few words in front of him: "Well, thank you, Lord Hou, for your support."

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"Suolin Bag" has already kicked off, and the leading role is long overdue.

The spectators in the audience saw the new face and began to discuss: "Is this a newcomer? Why did you play Zhengdan right away? Could it be that you have no experience?"

"What? Where did my cut water go? I paid money to see him today. Where is your boss? Why don't you come out and explain?"

"Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here." A spectator said.

I saw Lin Jiwen came to the stage unhurriedly, and explained: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient."

The audience slowly fell silent.

"Because Jianshui is sick, I can't meet with you today." He paused, and then said, "This new character is an apprentice who has only come to us for the past two days... Be quiet, everyone. Be quiet. Although he hasn't studied for long , but it is already better than blue. These are the original words of Master Zhao here."

Niu Gui was beside him, and shouted towards the audience: "What we say, it's not as good as what you see. Next, please listen to "Suo Lin Nang"."

The two retreated behind the scenes.

Nan Zimu was not nervous at all. He neither used too much force nor performed too plainly. Whenever he spoke, he could always win the hearts of the audience.

Most of the spectators who were noisy just now had their necks slightly forward, their lips slightly parted, and they unconsciously held their breath to listen.

……

"Wait until the next year on the harvest field, thank you for the wine together in the locker bag."

At the end of the song, the audience applauded thunderously.

"One more show!" "One more show!"

"May I ask the beauty's name?"

Nan Zimu was not surprised by favor or humiliation, he did not follow the other actors, but stood in the middle, glanced at the spectators indifferently, and then curled the corners of his mouth, as if showing contempt and mockery.

A glimpse of surprise.

Nan Zimu became popular overnight, and there was only one performance in seven days. The price of the theater tickets was sky-high, and even standing tickets had to be fought over to get them.If you want to see this legendary person who looks like a banished fairy, if you grab a lot, you will almost break the threshold of this theater, but you just want to see him.

Just because I can't see it, I scratch my heart even more.Li Xingzhi could empathize with them the most, but Nan Zimu thanked the family behind closed doors. Because of what happened last time, he still dare not go to him.

Seeing that Li Xingzhi was unhappy, he suddenly said, "Master Hou seems unhappy, how about going out to relax? I heard that there was a 'fairy' in the theater on the street. Everyone who saw him said that he—"Pian If Jinghong is like a dragon, his name is: Jinghong. Others can't see him performing a show, but if you want to watch it, Lord Hou, the theater will obediently send up the tickets."

With a dark face, Li Xingzhi said in a deep voice, "No - are you so free? Go to the yard and water the vegetables."

"...Yes." Recently, this Marquis's temper has become more difficult to figure out. Didn't he keep running there a few days ago?

The servant put oil on his feet and went to serve the Chinese cabbage.