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Chapter 47

Lin Zhanyu sent Wei Qingjun all the way to the door, and when he went back, a play had already been sung halfway through.

He returned to the backstage, quietly waiting for the old student.

The old student on the stage was exactly the person he was looking for: this person had studied with Boss Gao for a short period of time in his early years. Although he was not as good as the famous actors, he was not bad, and he was top-notch in all aspects of singing, reading, playing and playing.

It's his aria again.Lin Zhanyu sat in the background and listened. He just felt that his singing was like a clear spring in the mountains. When it trickled, it was very refreshing.

Lin Zhanyu felt that, as a person whose main business is talking about jokes rather than singing, it may be considered good to sing like this, but compared with the other party, it really pales in comparison.

That person was very popular, and after singing, in order to cater to the enthusiasm of the audience, he added a small encore.

"It's really amazing." When the old man returned to the backstage, Lin Zhanyu hurried forward, even if it was not the first time he heard it, he was willing to say a few more words of praise: "I've listened to it, you sing really well."

The old man waved his hand with a smile, and took off the slightly heavy helmet first: "You're welcome."

"You don't have to be humble all the time." Lin Zhanyu leaned over: "If it's not good, I wouldn't come to you to teach me, would I?"

"It was your own idea that you came to learn from me?" The old man began to remove his makeup.

"No, my senior brother asked me to come." Lin Zhanyu replied.

"He really knows the stuff." The old man smiled, and praised again: "I heard you sing before, and you do have a good voice, which is suitable for this."

Lin Zhanyu shook his head: "It's still incomparable to you."

"Of course. If it can be compared, wouldn't you want to steal our jobs if you are talking about jokes?" The old man first teased him a few words, and then he became serious: "Study is one aspect, and hard work is another aspect. On the one hand."

"Don't worry about it." Lin Zhanyu looked at him: "You only discipline, practice is my own business."

"I'm very relieved." The old man smiled and said, "Your singing skills have improved compared to when you first came a while ago."

He studied with the troupe for half a year.What benefited him the most during this period was not the play itself, but the way they maintained their voices.

The voice is the "eating guy" of these people, so it is natural to take special care of it.They did not sing with brute force, but with ingenuity.

While observing carefully, Lin Zhanyu tried every means to turn it into his own use.

Over the past few months, his singing has become louder and louder.

At the turn of summer and autumn this year, an unexpected person came back.

At that time Wei Xueyi had just returned from school.Lin Zhanyu led the people into the room, sat down and took a sip of tea, then turned around and patted the child on the back: "Hurry up and do your homework."

Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun are very similar in many places, such as the size of the mouth, the strength of the figure, as well as the restrained personality and the seemingly kind way of treating others most of the time.

But there are many differences between them.The most notable point is that Lin Zhanyu now hides his edge better than Wei Qingyun who was at his age at the time.

He became more and more slippery in front of people, expressing his views and expressing his feelings less and less.

But the child can't see so much, all these appearances in his eyes converge into one sentence: Uncle Lin is a good-tempered person, at least he is easier to bully than his father.

Therefore, compared to his own father, he is even more willing to get close to Lin Zhanyu, because this person is easy to talk, and he can rely on him more on issues that have nothing to do with principles, and don't care about him.

"I want to rest for a while." Seeing that Wei Qingyun went straight back to the backyard, Wei Xueyi seized all the time to act like a baby with Lin Zhanyu.

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu was helpless, but he also put forward conditions and warned: "It's only for a while, and you should leave as soon as your father comes back." He thought for a while, and added: "To save him from seeing you doing nothing and getting upset. "

"He's clearly a bully." Speaking of his father, Wei Xueyi was unconvinced: "Uncle Lin, you judge the reason. Why can he rest for a while when he comes back from a day's work? I studied in school all day, and it was hard After school, but you will be rushed to do your homework immediately?"

He felt dissatisfied, so he frowned, snorted, and expressed his dissatisfaction in an "awe-inspiring" way: "I protest."

"Protesting is invalid." Lin Zhanyu laughed hard: "Don't let your father hear this, or he will get angry with you."

"I'm not afraid of him." Wei Xueyi stared.

"But Uncle Lin is scared." Lin Zhanyu deliberately teased him, pretending to be weak: "What if he hits me?"

"What are you afraid of? I will protect you." Wei Xueyi raised his head up, looking like a little man.

"Hey, who speaks so loudly?" The two of them were talking, when an extremely familiar voice suddenly approached from far away.

His voice was neither high nor low, and it seemed to be in tune, hiding a gloomy air like a sharp blade.As an artist, Wei Qingyun is the best at these things.

Wei Xueyi's hairs stood on end immediately, he immediately forgot the bold words he had just said, and hurriedly hid behind Lin Zhanyu.

Lin Zhanyu knew this early on, so he deliberately pretended to be puzzled, and lifted the child out from behind him: "Who said you weren't afraid just now? Wei Xueyi, is it you?"

"Young man, who do you want to protect?" Wei Qingyun was wearing a neat coat with sleeves rolled up to the elbows.He smiled and sat opposite Lin Zhanyu, poured himself a cup of thick tea, and pointed at Lin Zhanyu: "He uses you for protection? I'm enough."

In the end, Wei Xueyi did something like gossip behind his back, and he didn't dare to say a word.

As soon as Wei Qingyun finished speaking, the knock on the door rang continuously.

It was not time for dinner yet, Lin Zhanyu closed the door after entering the room.He thought it was a diner, but just as he was about to open the door, he heard someone outside shouting: "Brother! Zhan Yu! Shopkeeper Wu!"

"It's Uncle Qiao!" Wei Xueyi heard the shout, as if he had found a savior, he quickly ran to open the door.

"Xueyi, it's you." Qiao Li rubbed the child's head.

"Brother Xiao Qiao?" Lin Zhanyu was also very surprised, he stood up: "Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Temporary transfer, I haven't had time to tell you." Qiao Li's leg recovered well. Although he couldn't walk too fast, at least he was able to not rely on crutches, which also allowed him to return to the army.Although he can't charge forward, he is needed for other jobs.

"Sit down quickly." Wei Qingyun stepped forward to greet him, and knocked on Wei Xueyi's forehead.

The child was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that the three people were enjoying themselves, he suddenly felt that he had no place to stand, so he went back to the inner room in the backyard very consciously.

It is no exaggeration to say that Qiao Li in the past was a handsome scholar with a white face.After so many years, the hail of bullets washed away the gentle side of him, and made the cruelty in his bones more and more exposed.

This makes him different from Wei Qingjun and Lin Zhanyu.At this time, he was sitting in the front hall with his back to the sun, his figure was generous and strong.

Lin Zhanyu looked at the other party, and for a moment he couldn't tell which was more dazzling, the halo of the setting sun or the aura around this person.

He thought for a moment, and felt that it was the latter.

"I asked for leave as soon as I came back, and I came here to find you." Qiao Li smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for half a year, Xueyi has grown taller."

"Nonsense, it's a bad thing if a child doesn't grow taller." Wei Qingyun's mouth was unforgiving, but he kept smiling: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Qiao Li waved his hand: "I've won a lot of battles, I'm happy and don't feel tired."

"Comrade Xiao Qiao?" Shopkeeper Wu lifted the curtain and turned out from the backyard: "Are you back?"

"Yes." Qiao Li joked with a smile, "Should I scare you?"

"Where is this talking?" Shopkeeper Wu greeted the guy in the back kitchen: "Cook some delicious food, so I can reward Brother Qiao."

Because they had to work at night, they ate this meal in a hurry.It wasn't until Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun sent away all the judges that they were able to reunite.

Lin Zhanyu brought the wine, but Qiao Li still refused to drink it.He could only pour water on himself and Wei Qingyun, and pour Qiao Li a glass of water.

"You've worked hard." In the dim candlelight in the front hall, Wei Qingyun squinted his eyes: "If someone in the family is on the front line, the hearts of the whole family will be tied together, and we are no exception."

"With you all here, I, Qiao Li, still have a home, and when I rush forward, I have a bondage behind me, so I have the motivation to come back alive." Qiao Li met his gaze: "I am very lucky for this. "

"Xueyi has entered the school now. This kid is smart and quick to learn." Wei Qingyun knew that he would rather listen to ordinary gossip, so he began to talk about Wei Xueyi with him: "I want him to worship Lin Xiaoganzi as his teacher in the future, you see how?"

"It's up to you what you think, and the child has to be willing." Qiao Li frowned slightly: "Maybe he wants to do other jobs in the future, and you won't have a place to cry."

Wei Qingyun snorted coldly: "Let's wait and see. If you really hit the mark, I'll tear your crow's mouth apart."

Qiao Li was amused by him: "Senior brother, the old saying goes well, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't be a horse and an ox for your children and grandchildren."

Lin Zhanyu was listening beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

He found that after so many years, his brother Wei's domineering has not changed a bit.It was the same for him back then, and it is the same for Wei Xueyi now.

"Why are you laughing too?" Wei Qingyun was puzzled and patted Lin Zhanyu's arm.

"Stop laughing." Lin Zhanyu immediately put away his smile and pretended to be more serious than anyone else, but this exaggerated and funny look made Qiao Li laugh even more.

"There is one more thing I want to tell you." Qiao Li looked at the two of them when he had had enough laughs, and he looked very gentle: "Well, at the beginning of the year, I met a war correspondent. He looked like a lesbian. Delicate, but also a hero of the female middle school, who went through life and death with the army, no less than us."

Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun looked at each other and immediately understood what Qiao Li meant.

"Looks like I'm going to have a new sister-in-law." Lin Zhanyu rolled his eyes.

Qiao Li didn't speak, but kept laughing, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Wei Qingyun picked up the wine glass and touched the glass in front of him: "Congratulations."

Qiao Li happily accepted the blessing, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"By the way, Brother Wei," he put down his glass, and asked instead: "People say that women have changed at the age of [-]. Although Zhan Yu is a boy, he is quite different from when he was a child. The longer he grows, the more outstanding he is. Is there no girl who likes him?"

Which pot did he belong to? Wei Qingyun was choked and coughed continuously.

"No." Lin Zhanyu lowered his head and replied, "Little Brother Qiao, I am living a very good life now, and I don't need to marry a wife."

"Brother Wei, what about you?" Qiao Li didn't think much, just thought that there was no suitable girl, so she continued to ask: "My sister-in-law has been away for so many years, and Xueyi is growing up day by day, so you have no plans to marry another? "

His words made Wei Qingyun speechless, and after Shopkeeper Wu's questioning last time, he once again pulled Wei Qingyun to a crossroads of choice.

If he said yes, he would be digging a hole for himself; if he said no, Wei Qingyun couldn't open his mouth.

In fact, he could use the dead Lu Jiang as a shield, and hide behind it safely, blocking all questioning voices, and finding peace for himself.

But if this is the case, he is sorry for Lu Jiang, sorry for Lin Zhanyu, and also sorry for his own conscience.

He, Wei Qingyun, couldn't do such a thing, and his previous hesitation had already made him feel extremely guilty.

Instead, it was Lin Zhanyu who said for him first: "He didn't."

This person even made up nonsense, telling the truth: "Brother Xiao Qiao, don't worry about it. I tried to persuade him, but he just didn't listen, he wouldn't let you in."

"Nonsense." Wei Qingyun's hand holding the wine glass was suddenly exposed due to too much force. He raised his head, looked at Lin Zhanyu deeply, and then turned to look at Qiao Li: "Qiao, don't be surprised, I Together with Zhan Yu."

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This old student who teaches Lin Zhanyu has no prototype