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Xiao Chen solved three bowls of rice and a plate of stir-fried pork liver. Later, he went to the Chinese opera auditorium and found that the program had already begun. Now the performance on the auditorium is a Guzheng solo, and the person who talks about Guzheng is not a woman, but Sun Zhi in Xiao Chen's dormitory. The song is the Xiao Ao Jianghu that Xiao Chen heard that night. Sun Zhi, wearing a set of white ancient clothes on the auditorium, was very fascinated. Although his appearance was a little ordinary, he had a kind of pride and ease.

Xiao Chen watched for a while and then quietly walked into the background. According to the order of the program, Farewell My Concubine was almost there.

In the background, Xiao Chen saw Bai Yi. Xiao Chen did not dare to look at the woman or look at her a few times. The presumptuous and bold act of pulling off the woman's bra last night really made Xiao Chen a little uncomfortable. In addition, Xiao Chen was even more afraid to look directly at the woman.

When Bai Yi saw Xiao Chen, he did not show disgust or indifference. Instead, he walked to the man with a smile and said, "Xiao Yuan, don't run away after the performance."

Several men and women in the background looked at Bai Yi and looked at Xiao Chen with surprise. They didn't understand why this cold and arrogant woman looked at Xiao Chen differently.

"Just now, you enjoyed the wonderful dance performance brought to us by the students of the performance department, so let's welcome the Peking Opera brought to you by Bai Yi of the director department with warm applause."

Xiao Chen, who was in the background, heard the host's ** shouting and a playful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. This was too fake. Obviously, it was something that he and a group of people practiced hard every day. How did it become Bai Yi's work in the end? I suddenly realized that directors are more popular than actors these days.

Farewell My Concubine's performance did not have much response among students. Naturally, this kind of unfashionable singing and monotonous performance that cannot resonate with the younger generation is naturally not outstanding.

But it has caused a lot of response among the older generation. They are all people from the era of Peking Opera, and they naturally have a lot of resonance with this kind of relatively retro thing.

"Professor Jia, the black face playing Xiang Yu is the Xiao Yuan in the last interview, right?" A middle-aged man sitting in the first row under the auditorium asked with a smile. This man is Duan Guozhen, who has always been known for his easy-goingness.

"Yes, that's him." Jia Guoping replied with a rare smile.

"It's more vivid than the last interview." Duan Guozhen commented with a smile.

"It's okay." A gentle smile appeared on Jia Guoping's serious face. For this strict man, it's good to be fine.

The rest of the professor-level figures also commented one after another.

"This student's potential is good. This black-faced Xiang Yu has got eight or nine points of the essence."

"I heard that Xiao Jia's exceptional student is the one who plays Xiang Yu. It seems really good."

"It seems that Xiao Jia is not a stubborn person."

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After the performance of Farewell My Concubine, Xiao Chen silently step down and thought about it.

What a hero Xiang Yu was a thousand years ago. Even if he was exaggerating, the soldiers who vowed to die were absolutely real. Wu Yu Ma, Yu Ji, Liu Bang, maybe he was defeated, but he was still a hero. How many records are there in Sima Qian's "Historical Records"? Although Xiang Yu was not an emperor, he still occupied a strong mark in this era, which was many times better than Chen Sheng, Wu Guang and other followers. Li Qingzhao, the representative lyricist of the Wanyue School of the Southern Song Dynasty, also said, "life is a hero, and death is also a ghost hero. So far, I have thought about Xiang Yu and refused to cross Jiangdong.

Xiang Yu, hero! It's a pity that heroes are not allowed to see white heads.

Xiao Chen walked to the steps outside the auditorium with deep eyes and slowly sat down. He touched a cigarette and smoked, thinking about Xiang Yu's unparalleled spirit, thinking about his chaotic experience now, and a bitter smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth. The transaction or the task has not been completed, but they signed the so-called deed of sale. Although they don't see how horrible the paper is in their hearts, Zhu Wenjun and Bai Yi are by no means two easy-to-fix women. If they don't agree, maybe they will really make the content in the camera public to the judiciary. At that time, even if they have a hundred people. Don't argue.

A man is innocent, and he is guilty!

The end of offending a woman is so endless, especially this woman is still a person with a background.

I'd rather provoke a villain than a woman! The ancients didn't bully me!

After Xiao Chen just finished smoking a cigarette, Bai Yi had come to him.

"Where are you going later?" Xiao Chen looked up at the woman and asked.

"Bar." The woman replied simply.

Xiao Chen took a look at the woman and showed a playful expression. Did this tall woman also go to the bar?

"Don't look at me like that. Your eyes make me feel sick." Bai Yidai frowned slightly.

"It's just the two of us, what about Zhu Wenjun?" Xiao Chen asked.

After making a phone call, Bai Yi looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Mr. Wen has been waiting for us outside. Let's go."

A man and a woman walked up in the night. There was a breeze, and the moon was like a tide.

Looking at the woman's slender background, Xiao Chen unconsciously thought of the woman's broken white skin and the snow-white mountain that stood proudly. Last night, it was as if he had just experienced it.

But the woman suddenly looked back, with urges, anger, shyness, disgust and other expressions in her eyes. She stopped to look at Xiao Chen's woman and finally opened her lips and said, "Go ahead."

Xiao Chen smiled awkwardly and strode up.

For Bai Yi, a proud woman who has been studying in the greenhouse but has a big background, she will naturally not forget everything last night, especially when she thinks about the moment when Xiao Chen pulled down her chest, she is simply ashamed and angry, but when the man throws the sweaty coat to herself, and waits until she sees the faintness in the night. After the scars on Xiao Chen's back, Bai Yi knew that she might not be able to blame this man last night. Everything was because of herself, but Bai Yi was still unwilling, so after taking back her bra, she told Zhu Wenjun everything to talk to her, and then there was a boxed lunch storm and jade trap behind.

When Bai Yi looked up, he found that Xiao Chen had gone a long way, and the complicated woman walked slowly.

When Xiao Chen came to the gate of the Chinese opera, he saw a red horse six. There is no doubt that this is Zhu Wenjun's car. Through the window glass opened in the driver's seat, Xiao Chen can even see that Zhu Wenjun is staring at himself with a pair of big eyes.

"Xiao Chen, I have found a driving school. This is the coach's phone number. You can contact him by yourself. I have paid the tuition fee for you. I only have one request to learn to drive within a week. Zhu Wenjun saw Xiao Chen come to the car window and said with a smile, and then took out a business card and handed it to Xiao Chen.

The content on the business card is very simple. Except for a mobile phone number and Sun Qingwen, it is all blank. The address and the famous city of the driving school are not connected, which can't help but surprise Xiao Chen.

"I just need to call him?" Xiao Chen frowned and asked.

"Yes, you just need to ask him." Zhu Wenjun said with a smile.

After Red Ma Liu ran up in the brightly lit city of Beijing, Xiao Chen couldn't help looking at the two women and asked, "Which bar should I go to?"

Although he has no idea about the bar in Beijing, Xiao Chen still wanted to get some information from the mouths of the two women in advance, which was his nature. Even if the two women said the name of the bar, he did not know it.

"Night Bar." Zhu Wenjun looked back at Xiao Chen and smiled.

Looking at Zhu Wenjun's strange smile, Xiao Chen suddenly felt frightened. This little girl is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp. Maybe she went to the bar to make her so-called follower.

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't say anything, Zhu Wenjun turned around and smiled again, "Xiao Chen, don't worry."

The more Zhu Wenjun said this, the more Xiao Chen became more uneasy, and lit a cigarette with a wry smile.

Bai Yi frowned and said in an almost commanding tone, "Don't smoke."

"Smoking is harmful to health. Every second in the world, a person dies from smoking." Zhu Wenjun echoed by the side.

Xiao Chen smiled helplessly and threw the red Nanjing that had just been lit out of the window without responsibility. The ignition light of the cigarette butt blinked in the wind.

After Ma Liu drove on the road for 20 minutes, Zhu Wenjun looked at Xiao Chen and smiled mysteriously, "I'll teach you a game at the bar."

"Game?" Xiao Chen was a little puzzled. He didn't know what medicine was sold in Zhu Wenjun's gourd.

"You'll know later." Zhu Wenjun giggled, stepped on the accelerator, and Ma Liu flew away.

Xiao Chen, who was still sitting in the back seat, looked at Zhu Wenjun's flowery smile and mysterious expression again. The girl had absolutely no good intentions.