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Chapter 70

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    When Gu Chun led Du Mengyu into the backyard of Qinglian Bookstore again, Luo Shuang personally took them to the back of the stage.

    On the way, Du Mengyu looked at Luo Shuang, who was walking in front of her with great momentum, and asked Gu Chun in a low voice: "Is that girl really the great minister of this bookstore?"

    She seemed to be confused by something, and she even forgot to ask "What are you doing backstage?" and just followed her.

    "It's not just this bookstore. I heard a few words from shopkeeper Peng of Qinglian Bookstore in Pingcheng before, thinking that the owner of Qinglian Bookstore does more than just run a bookstore." Gu Chun guessed what she was curious about and whispered.  He replied to her, "Look, even in the Central Plains, there are still women who hold important responsibilities. Wherever they are born, they are inferior to others."

    Du Mengyu nodded slightly, pursed her lips thoughtfully, and said no more.

    At this time, we were still about an hour away from the Luoshang Opera, and the backstage of the stage was already busy.  People in costumes, singing, warming up, and putting on makeup all went their own way, showing order in the chaos.

    In front of the dressing table, a man wearing a gray, wide-sleeved crane cloak was facing away from where the three of them came from. He was sitting in a very upright posture. Although his neck was hanging down, his waist was very straight.

    Luo Shuang called with a sweet smile, "Boss Li."

    The man turned around in response. His smooth face had elegant eyebrows like swords, and his eyes were as clear as morning dew.

    He smiled and nodded at Luo Shuang and Gu Chun and Du Mengyu behind her. He turned around and slowly put down the head and face in his hands, and said to the young man standing aside, "Thank you."

    Then he stood up and slowly came over to greet him, and held the ceremony in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

    "Boss Li, this is" Luo Shuang raised her hand with a smile, paused for a moment, turned to Gu Chun and said, "I don't know how to properly call him."

    You can¡¯t call her ¡°gongzi girl¡±.

    "My name is Gu Chun, and this is my friend. Her surname is Du." Gu Chun himself found it funny, "Are we interrupting Boss Li's preparation for the show?"

    Li Liansheng smiled, his bright eyes as curved as the rising moon in the night sky, "The backstage is cramped, I feel sorry for you two girls."

    In fact, the relationship between Gu Chun and Li Liansheng should not be rushed at this time before the play starts. After all, there is really not a few words to talk about in this hurry.

    However, due to the coincidence of the two people's adaptation of the script of "The Legend of the Soul", they have succeeded each other, so the two of them are somewhat curious and inquiring about each other.

    After all, before "The Legend of Generals", Li Liansheng was just a slightly famous cross-dressing Wudan, but now he is a well-known top performer in the industry; and Gu Chun seems to have changed his destiny as the "writer of street stories" because of this.

    Seriously speaking, they are each considered the noble person in each other's life.

    After this brief meeting introduced by Luo Shuang, the two of them knew each other.

    At this moment, Li Liansheng was just wearing plain clothes, and Gu Chun couldn't tell whether his performance was really good, but at least his appearance, figure, and temperament could make people feel at ease.

    Since Li Liansheng still had to put on makeup and costumes in a tight schedule, Gu Chun didn't bother him much. He just exchanged a few polite words and took Du Mengyu out of the backstage and went to sit in the theater in front.

    ****

    Qinglian Bookstore obviously paid special attention to Gu Chun, and even paid special attention to the seating arrangement, leaving a brocade shed specially for her.

    There are only eight such brocade booths in the entire venue. They are arranged diagonally on both sides of the stage, about two inches above the stage. They have an excellent view and do not have to be crowded with other spectators. They are obviously only for distinguished guests.

    Tea, fruits, snacks, etc. were already prepared in the brocade shed. After the two opened the gauze curtain at the door and entered, the waiter inside saw the two people who came in, and cleverly brought two brocade cushions and placed them on the seats.  , poured tea for each of them, and then bowed out.

    "Aren't the theater tickets in this shed much more expensive than those in the lower hall?" When no one else was around, Du Mengyu asked the question she had been holding back for a long time, "Also, why did we enter the house just now?  Backstage?"

    There was a hint of pride in Gu Chun's smile. He held up the tea cup and shook his head. He pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice and replied to her, "Because this play was originally written and revised from the script I wrote."

    Du Mengyu was so surprised that she couldn¡¯t open her mouth from ear to ear. She looked at Gu Chun with a look of great admiration.

    "It's just that I was confused and couldn't come up with a name." After taking a sip of hot tea, Gu Chun put the tea cup back, scratched his head helplessly, and curled his lips and said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"  What's wrong is that I want to make the 'gongzi get rich'"

    Du Mengyu covered her lips and chuckled.  Seeing Gu Chun glaring in anger, she quickly made up for it: "It's it's really funny. I've read many story books""You can try making the one who eats pork." Gu Chunpi approached her ear thickly, and after chatting with her with laughter, he patted her shoulder and solemnly entrusted her, "I won't embarrass you."  , there are some things I don¡¯t know very well, so I¡¯ll ask you, okay?  "

    Du Mengyu hesitated again and again, and did not dare to respond for a long time.

    After walking for a while, Gu Chun was startled by Feng Xingye, who was wearing a jet black cloak from head to toe at the corner of the street.

    But Du Mengyu was obviously used to it. She calmly smiled gently at the dark figure whose face was invisible, and lightly pursed her lower lip, as shy as a little flower bud in the spring breeze.

    After calming down, Gu Chun quickly let go of her arm and whispered, "Oh, here comes the pork."

    "What kind of pork?" Feng Xingye's voice was full of doubts.

    At that moment, Du Mengyu, who was dying of shame and anger, suddenly missed the time when she had no friends.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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