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Qiu Laosan was very uneasy when he left, and the most worrying thing in front of him was asking me to find someone to take care of me.This old guy is very worried.
But I don't need anyone to take care of me.
This broken warlord, Bai Jing, said he was going to die with me at the beginning, but now he hasn't appeared for more than ten years.
"You are not afraid that I will leave you in a foreign country after this trip."
It was a prophecy.
Could not contact the country, said it was a civil war, and said it was about to change the dynasty.Bai Jing's old friend persuaded me to stay in the United States, because I gained a foothold by relying on my old business.
"Mr. Lu, the embassy is here to urge you."
Nod.
I promised a good job a month ago, so naturally I can't slack off, so I prepared ink and costumes, so I'm packing lightly here.
At first, I went to the United States to find a master craftsman to make theater gowns.
The foreigner didn't know how Chinese robes are constructed, and he patiently discussed with his master for several months.The final product was surprisingly similar to the Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix that Bai Jing gave back then.
This man still owes me a Farewell My Concubine.
"Bai Jing, this time I have to brag about this gentleman. I know you didn't like to go to theaters before, but this gentleman really made the noble concubine come alive."
The people at the banquet were still the same as many years ago, wearing tall and straight Chinese tunic suits, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and they were obviously kind to the people next to them, but they just had the temperament of looking down on the world.
"Second Master Bai, I have admired your name for a long time." He saluted and looked at this man with a smile. "Today, Lu suddenly became interested and wanted to sing "Farewell My Concubine".
That man opened his mouth just like the brat ten years ago, as if he was in a hurry to say something, but in the end he said something like this, "From my point of view, today is the day we parted..."
Holding a sword flower in his hand, he turned around and sent himself into the arms of the man.
The imperial concubine was drunk, the concubine Yu left, and the ink in the landscape garden was unloaded and left.
After all, this man did what he said.
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The author has something to say: This is a manuscript written a year ago, it has been pressed for a long time, but it is a cute short story.
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happy ending~
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