Chapter 824

"OK, please invite Mo Ke out one day to have dinner together. At least the elders are in the business district. It can be regarded as expanding contacts when they know each other."

"I'll wait until sister Moke comes back. Don't say it. I'll concentrate on watching the live broadcast."

Huang Xiao stood up and buttoned his suit: "it's almost time. Let's break up. I'll have a meeting tomorrow morning."

"OK, busy man, you go first." everyone also knows that Huang Xiao has a heavy burden and doesn't force him to pull him together. At present, several people gathered together in front of Jiang Chan's mobile phone and stared at the live broadcasting room.

Besides, Jiang Chan didn't stay much after she fell into the yard of Chengyuan. After looking at the layout in the yard, Jiang Chan went to the corridor.

It's obviously a wing room. It should be the place where the troupe used to rest.

There is also a well in the courtyard. In the middle is a large stage with several tables and benches under it. Today's night is very good. The moon in the night sky is round and emits silver brilliance.

You can see the yard clearly without turning on the mobile phone power. At this time, the yard was empty and there was nothing. Jiang Chan was just about to open the door of the car and go in. Daha chased him with his mobile phone.

"Little sister, wait for me! Wait for me!"

Jiang Chan measured his face and left him only a figure: "don't pat your face."

Daha nodded hurriedly: "OK, little sister, are you too powerful? Such a high wall will come at once!"

Seeing that he kept talking, Jiang Chan didn't interrupt him. After reading several wing rooms and backstage with dahar, he still got nothing. Jiang Chan finally cast her eyes on the stage in the yard.

"I'm tired of walking. Go and sit under the stage and have a rest."

Daha followed Jiang Chan with his mobile phone and dared not say anything. I don't know what's going on. In front of Jiang Chan, he didn't dare to say anything.

They explored Chengyuan and walked back and forth for only ten minutes. Jiang Chan sat down on a table facing the stage. Daha sat on her right hand and chatted with the barrage from time to time.

"This is the stage of Cheng Yuan. Today's anchor is not a single army operation. There is also a valiant little sister. Out of personal privacy, the little sister won't appear."

"The anchor walked here for ten minutes and didn't see or hear anything. Is what the Post said true? Now it's ten minutes from nine o'clock. Please wait patiently. If there's no news after ten o'clock, the anchor will leave here."

Jiang Chan suddenly whispered, "no sound!"

Daha immediately shut up and looked at Jiang Chan with a confused face.

"Listen carefully, do you hear a trace of sad singing?" Jiang Chan's ears moved and subconsciously looked at the stage.

The white fog on the stage gradually thickened, and soon a figure dressed as a flower appeared. Between her ups and downs, Jiang Chan saw her face clearly.

"He's a teenager. He hasn't grown up yet. He sings well and has a lot of flavor."

Daha's mobile phone is going to be unstable. "Little sister, your heart is really big. Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? He's not a ghost. At best, he can only be regarded as a wisp of obsession left by his predecessors." Jiang Chan asked back. She didn't find any ghost in the young man dressed as Huadan.

What does that mean? Either it shows that this is a wisp of juvenile obsession, or it shows that this obsession is transformed by something in Cheng Yuan. Jiang Chan looked around and finally fixed her sight on the stage in the middle.

The barrage had been completely quiet, and everyone looked at it in silence. The boy changed several sets of costumes on the stage, including enchanting and moving Huadan, gentle and graceful Qingyi, and heroic Dao and Ma Dan.

In the end, there was an old student who was proficient in everything.

Although the young man kept singing, there was always only one person on the stage, and only two spectators, Jiang Chan and Daha.

When the juvenile singing came to an end, Jiang Chan stood up and applauded, "it's good to sing! I haven't heard such a delicious drama for many years."

The boy blinked. "Do you know that, too?"

"I don't understand this, but I can hear what you mean. Do you feel very sorry? Such a large Cheng Yuan has no troupe performing here, so it is abandoned day by day."

"Yes, in the past, Cheng Yuan was so lively. It was the busiest opera garden in the city. Many people came in and out every day. But then it gradually declined, everyone scattered, and no one sang on it anymore."

"Above? I guess so. You really changed from this stage." Jiang Chan keenly grasped the key point. There is nothing different here except that this stage is a little interesting.

The boy's face changed: "you can even see this? You're really unusual."

"The rumor that Cheng Yuan has been haunted in recent years must be related to you?"

"I'm not a ghost. I'm just singing on the stage. No one is singing and I'm not allowed to entertain myself?" the young man was very angry and obviously dissatisfied with what Jiang Chan said.

Jiang Chan rubbed his head: "this is not the place you should stay. You can come with me if you like. There are many listeners in my family who will always listen to you sing. If you don't want to stay with me, I can also send you to a known drama master. He has many disciples. You can help him teach his disciples."

"I just want to hear people sing." the boy was a little moved, but he hesitated after thinking about it.

"That's easy to handle. I'll send you there at that time." this kind of thing is easy to handle. As long as you send the boy who is obsessed with singing to the theater, don't you worry that he can't hear others singing?

"OK, I'll go with you." the young man flat mouth jumped down from the stage and followed Jiang Chan skillfully. Jiang Chan patted his head: "well, the matter is settled. We should go."

Daha followed up with his mobile phone: "this is solved? Why did those who came back get sick? How to explain this?"

Jiang Chan looked at the young man. The young man was not convinced, but explained: "they and I are not people in the same world. They see that I have been together in the same space for so long, but I have been very kind when I am ill. I am not such a black hearted person."

"Not black hearted? What if it's more serious?" the big ha muttered, a little dissatisfied with the boy's explanation.

"He is really merciful. Those people are angry because they have been attacked by the Yin here. If he has malice, do you think those people can go out safely?"