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This man was Ye Ziqing, the fourth generation successor of Ye Chunlou.

Ye Ziqing had transmigrated to this world 22 years ago.

The parallel world that he had transmigrated to was basically the same as his previous life.

However, after the establishment of the Kingdom of Hua Xia, some changes were made.

Some of the singing voices and movie stars that he was familiar with in his previous life had changed.

But before that, there was something.

Like history and art, they were all the same as in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary person in China and could be considered a veteran opera fan.

She liked opera.

However, the best time to learn drama was when they were young, so they could only listen to dramas and hum a few pop songs to satisfy their cravings.

However, after transmigrating, not only did he retain the memories of his previous life.

He also had an extraordinary memory and a talent for opera!

By chance, he was taken in by Ye Chunlou's old class master and accepted as a disciple.

He was given the name Ye Ziqing and had followed the old class master everywhere since he was young.

He was selling his skills while learning opera.

In just a dozen years, not only did Wen Wu Kun, but also chaos!

He was proficient in all kinds of opera, including Beijing opera.

There were countless episodes and the entire play that he had memorized in his mind!

Not long ago, the old form teacher disbanded the former troupe, saying that they had been performing for their entire lives. They were old and did not have many days left to live, so they wanted to go out and take a look.

He entrusted the entire team, including the old king's mansion, to Ye Ziqing.

The whole troupe.

However, other than the clothes and many other things, the only living person was Ye Ziqing and the little girl.

Ye Ziqing took a sip of the pear wine on the table and smiled.

"In the spring grass pond, in front of the pear garden wine.

The ancients liked to enjoy pears and wine in spring.

Now, it was all thanks to Duo Er's Pear Blossom Wine.

It's June now, and I can smell pear blossoms in my mouth.”

Duo Erhong, who was about the same age as Ye Ziqing, smiled. Her snow-white dress was more beautiful than pear blossoms.

"The former wang fu has now become our theater. There are many pear blossoms.

Knowing that Master Qing likes to drink, I plucked more in the late spring.

However, it wasn't brewed by himself. It was blended.”

"Pa."

Ye Ziqing closed his bamboo fan and gently tapped the girl's smooth forehead.

"What 'Master Qing'? I know you're my' partner 'in the opera.

Those who didn't know better would think that you were a servant girl that I kidnapped from somewhere!”

Followers.

It was a saying in the opera industry.

In the past, he was a person who managed the costumes and did chores for a certain opera actor.

To put it simply, he was equivalent to a celebrity's manager.

If one were to talk about the followers of opera artists, they had to be the closest and most trustworthy people.

That was in the old days. There was basically no such saying now.

However, this girl had grown up with Ye Ziqing.

When they were younger, they even slept in the same bed.

According to the old class master, it was winter when he adopted this little girl.

This girl's face was red.

Coincidentally, in the snow where the troupe was performing, a few wintersweet flowers bloomed.

Thinking of the disciple he had just taken in, Ye Ziqing, he gave this girl a stage name, Duo Erhong.

Not long ago, when the old class master disbanded the troupe.

Although the others were reluctant, they knew that this was Ye Chunlou's tradition.

The class master picked a stage to sing! Forming a troupe!

If the old troupe master felt that the young troupe master could pick a stage to perform, he would disband the troupe and only leave his children behind to reorganize the troupe!

The rest of the people who left the troupe were not allowed to mention Ye Chunlou or come back!

According to the rules that had been passed down for more than 300 years.

Duo Erhong, who had always been in the troupe, should not be an exception.

However, this girl had been kneeling in front of the old class master for a day and a night.

Ye Ziqing was the old class master's disciple.

However, the old class master doted on this little girl the most.

Ye Ziqing was a talented actor and had been beaten up countless times.

However, Duo Erhong was always not serious in her studies.

Every time the old class master raised the board and looked at the girl's tearful eyes, his heart would soften.

He sighed heavily and vented his anger on Ye Ziqing.

But rules were rules!

Even though the little girl had been kneeling for an entire day and night.

However, the old class master still did not dare to change the rules left behind by the founder.

In the end, Duo Erhong left Ye Chunlou like the others.

But…

Just as the old class master left, the little girl slipped back.

She said that she was no longer a member of Ye Chunlou, that she was only here to see the new class master, and that she would leave immediately.

He said he would leave immediately.

However, the little girl was stunned.

He had only stayed for half a year.

In the end, he didn't know if the little girl would convince him or Ye Ziqing.

"I'll be your follower in the future. I won't go on stage to sing!”

Just like that, Duo Erhong, who had studied opera for most of her life, really did not sing in the past six months.

Instead, he took care of Ye Ziqing's daily life and became Ye Ziqing's "follower".

These days, she had no idea where she had learned the old way of addressing him.

He began to playfully call himself "Master Qing".

This girl was used to being mischievous, so Ye Ziqing felt helpless.

However, to be honest, there were still nearly two months before the old class master allowed him to finish his apprenticeship and pick a class to perform.

If not for this little girl by his side.

Ye Ziqing couldn't stay in the old mansion alone.

Xiang Fei's bamboo fan didn't hurt her head, but she still rubbed her head and looked at Ye Ziqing.

"The title 'Master Qing' sounds impressive! I watched a few TV series recently.

This was how he used to address Big Horn!

No matter what, you're going to be the class master of the opera class soon. You have to raise this attitude!”

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