After two little songs, it was her turn. Excluding the break, about half an hour later, Qinglian became inexplicably nervous. Although she had already practiced this piece of music extremely skillfully, she still started to practice it secretly, for fear that it would I forgot the lyrics and the tune when I got into the hall.
Qinglian was practicing secretly in the main room. The door was suddenly pushed open and Qinglian stood up suddenly. Was it her turn so soon?
The visitor was Juan'er, an uninvited guest. Qinglian suddenly became timid: "Sister Juan'er, why are you here?"
After all, what happened the day before yesterday still seemed like it just happened. Mrs. Lan Ning kicked her out of the courtyard in a rage and threatened that she would not be allowed to set foot in the courtyard from now on. For this reason, Qinglian secretly cried for the whole day. Thinking of this, At this moment, my heart still aches.
Juan'er looked at Qinglian and said "hum", "ungrateful thing."
Qinglian felt guilty and said, "Sister Juan'er, I'm sorry that day. Madam Lan Ning didn't want to listen to my explanation, nor did she want to believe me. I'm really..."
"Who will believe you!" Juan'er said, putting the things on the table.
Only then did Qinglian realize that Juan'er was here to deliver something. On the table was a brand-new set of clothes made of fine silk and satin, with luxurious beads and hairpins on the top of the clothes.
"This...Ms. Lan Ning..." Qinglian suddenly felt in a mess. She had betrayed Mrs. Lan Ning's trust and done something wrong to her, but Ms. Lan Ning was still so kind to her.
Juan'er said, "Don't misunderstand me. The lady said that she will always keep her promise. She will not break her promise when she promises you." After saying that, she left coldly.
Qinglian looked at the things on the table in a daze. After a while, she put on new clothes and put on luxurious hairpins. She looked at herself in the mirror and looked a bit charming. She never thought that she could be so beautiful.
Time passed, and finally it was Qinglian's turn to come to the court. Qinglian looked calm on the outside, but no one knew how nervous she was inside.
Some famous actresses had already taken their places in the dark and did not immediately go back to their rooms to rest. When new people arrived in the courtyard, they always liked to watch the excitement and sometimes made bets as a private pastime.
Strictly speaking, this is not Qinglian's first time on stage. She sang on the stage last time, and her singing was a mess, which made the guests make fun of her.
Miao's mother planned to let Qinglian become a maid, but Qinglian would rather die than obey. For this reason, Miao's mother beat and scolded Qinglian and locked her up. This incident caused an uproar in the courtyard, and people Everyone knows.
With such a topical person, how can these famous brothel actresses who are looking for entertainment not gamble.
"Guess whether Qinglian can finish singing a song this time?"
"I think the song should be able to be sung, and I'm not a layman, so how do you sing it? Will it make people laugh like last time, haha..."
"What kind of bet?"
"Hee... Then I bet that after she finishes singing today, my mother will not let her go to the hall again. I bet that after she finishes singing today, she will have no choice but to accept her fate as a maid. Which one of you wants to change the maid?"
"Xiu Qin, with your gambling method, who would bet with you? No, no, you can't bet like this."
"Don't tell me, I met Qinglian a few days ago and saw that she seemed confident. Maybe you will be impressed today."
"Zhuqiu, why are you here to bluff people? It's less than a month apart. How far can her skills improve? In a place like a brothel, it doesn't take a good face to get through. Besides, Qinglian... Nizi is not very pretty either.”
"You'd better tell me how to bet, she will be on stage soon."
"Uh... let's bet that she will make a few mistakes in her singing."
"It's fair to Zhuzhu. It's a good bet. Let me start by saying, I bet that she sang all the wrong songs."
"Five places."
"Two places."
"Three places."
…
It seems that these famous actors still underestimate Qinglian.
"I'm coming."
"Hey... Qinglian is very different today. Her clothes are all new. She seems to be well prepared."
"Even the beaded hairpin she is wearing is dazzling... isn't that the beaded hairpin that Mrs. Lan Ning usually wears? How come she is wearing it on Qinglian's head!"
"No wonder I saw that she was very confident a few days ago. It turns out that Ms. Lanning is behind her. I think you are in danger!"
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if Mrs. Lan Ning supports me. In the end, I have to rely on myself. If I can't sing the song well, it's useless for anyone to support me!"
"Stop talking, she went up."
Qinglian stood timidly in the middle of the performance stage, secretly telling herself not to be nervous and just practice music as usual.
Miao's mother stood next to Qinglian and said loudly: "Today is the first time that Qinglian, the young singer of our hospital, sings in the hall. If there is anything wrong with the singing or the singing is not good, please don't be too harsh, please. Forgive me."
Someone in the audience recognized Qinglian and shouted loudly: "She didn't sing once last time, and her singing was a mess. Mother Miao, are there no people in Yingyuan this time? You just use small roles to make up the numbers, right?" Think of us as roughnecks who don’t understand appreciation.”
Miao's mother smiled and said: "Young Master Song is joking. Who is not Xiaoling coming here? Please ask Young Master Song to give this little lady Qinglian a chance."
Mr. Song said, "What should I do if I don't sing well again? It's a small thing to hurt our hearts, but it's a big thing to smash the sign back to Yingyuan. But since Mother Miao said so, I must give it a chance, but I have a request."
Qinglian's heart tightened when she heard this, and she became even more nervous. Her hands were covered with sweat.
Miao's mother smiled apologetically and said, "So Mr. Song, what do you say?"
Mr. Song said calmly: "If this young singer doesn't sing well, how about asking Ms. Lan Ning to sing a song to make up for it?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately cheered, "Okay! It's settled!"
Miao's mother immediately looked embarrassed. What is Lan Ning's identity? She is a courtesan from Suzhou. The other famous actresses who returned to Yingyuan combined are not as good as Lan Ning alone.
How could someone with such a status just come out and sing a song casually? Even if she was willing, Lan Ning might not be willing to do it. She just refused politely and said: "Young Master Song is joking. Madam Lan Ning has a noble status, how can she show up casually?"
"Mother Miao, it's meaningless for you to say that. We are not here just to flatter Mrs. Lan Ning. Just tell us who else can take advantage of Mrs. Lan Ning in Yingyuan this time."
Miao's mother smiled and said: "Song Gongzi said this, Xiuqin, Zhuqiu and Zhuzhu are good."
The people Miao's mother mentioned were all the waiters who returned to Yingyuan. Of course, they were a hair's breadth away from Lan Ning. People tend to focus on the most dazzling person.
"If Mother Miao says so, if the song is not sung well today, don't blame us for not coming to support it in the future."
"Young masters, please don't."
"The words have been left here. Mother Miao, you can take care of it, right?"
Miao's mother had no choice but to flatter her: "Okay, okay, if Qinglian can't sing well, I'll go talk to Mrs. Lan Ning later. Young gentlemen, please listen to the music first." But there was room for maneuver in her words.
