She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 151 Thrush
He Miao took the thrush ink and was painting Song Zishu's eyebrows carefully.

A woman came by next to her, with fair skin, slender and delicate eyebrows, rosy cheeks, pink spring makeup, wearing a goose yellow costume, tall and slender.

It is undoubtedly Er Yuchan, the female lead of the troupe.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a rough man's voice came out.

"Does Fairy know how to thrush eyebrows?"

Don't even think about it, I know it's the toad spirit.

Yesterday, both Yuchan and the maid who played Tie Dan were ill in bed, so He Miao decided to let Hamo Jing pretend to be Yuchan and Song Zishu to play Tie Dan.

Toad Jing naturally agreed, and he had nothing to do if he didn't agree, for fear that He Miao would take the opportunity to fix him.

"I won't do it, I want to pretend to be you."

Song Zishu blushed when he heard this, and refused.

He Miao pulled out two IOUs from his sleeve. The black and white letters were written in Song Zishu's own handwriting. He just said coldly, "It's fine if you don't do it. Pay back the money."

Song Zishu's face turned green and white, and he stood there, at a loss.

Only then did He Miao slow down her tone, coaxing in a low voice, "If you agree to this matter, I will cover all your food and drink for a month."

After all, the class leader promised to give her 15 taels of silver as a reward after the matter was completed.For the sake of money, He Miao had no choice but to become a black-hearted boss.

He Miao fought first and then saluted, threatening and coaxing at the same time, and finally coaxed Song Zishu to agree.

When he plays Tie Dan, he only needs to stand on the narration of Hua Dan and make a decoration, but he doesn't need to sing anything.Even if they sing, the class leader will help with dubbing.

The troupe was short of manpower, and Song Zishu didn't want others to touch his face, so He Miao could only do his makeup.

He Miao rubbed her hands, her makeup skills had just started.

It is painted with lead powder, and it is painted with rouge.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen was at the age when he could not tell the difference between male and female, and Song Zishu's face was as white as jade with a soft complexion. He really looked like a little girl.

Song Zishu was annoyed that He Miao regarded him as a girl, gasped, and lowered his eyes, unwilling to look at He Miao.

He Miao got closer, only to realize that Song Zishu's eyebrows and eyes are actually very good-looking, soft and waxy, especially the black eyelashes, with distinct roots.

Now smilingly drawing willow-leaf eyebrows for him, she was afraid that her hands would shake and she would draw him crookedly, so she hurriedly moved closer and stared closely.

Song Zishu held his breath, his eyelashes trembling slightly.I don't know where to put my eyes.

"nice."

After He Miao finished drawing his eyebrows, he applauded.

Song Zishu's ears turned red, and he remained silent in a huff.

He Miao looked at the white and tender skin on his face, with two lumps of red rouge on his face, he looked like a beautiful young girl.

Resisting the urge to touch his soft and waxy face, she took lip balm, dipped a smear of red on her fingertips, and carefully applied it to his lips, tracing the shape of his lips.

The lip blush was bright red, and Song Zishu's face was several degrees redder than the lip blush.

"All right."

He Miaoju leaned over, blinked, and said to Song Zishu, "Go and change your clothes."

Song Zishu was taken aback, and looked up, only to see He Miao was staring at him with a smile, and was a little dazed for a moment.

The head teacher told the two what they should pay attention to.

Toad Jing tried very hard to show his face in front of He Miao.Song Zishu changed into the costume with the help of others.

He Miao looked at the person in front of him, dressed in light blue with a large placket and small sleeves, with a slender figure, just like a young girl.

It's just that the person is a bit restrained, his whole face is full of innocence, and he looks at a loss.

He heard the sound of the orchestra outside, mixed with the noise of the people.

The rest of the troupe went to the stage first.

"Come on, after today, treat you to a big meal."

He Miao persuaded in a low voice.

Song Zishu took a deep breath, nodded to He Miao, and followed the toad to the stage.

The class leader found a chair, sat behind the stage, and began to sing word by word.

Her voice is beautiful and euphemistic, and her voice reaches the clouds. Sometimes she is pretending to be a female role, and sometimes she is pretending to be a maidservant. She is singing "Golden Jade Slave".

It can be seen that the troupe master really loves the business of opera. Even though there is no audience behind the scenes, he sings very fascinated.

He Miao squinted and saw that the audience was crowded, and on the stage, Song Zishu was standing there obediently, looking timid.

When it was his turn, he opened his mouth in a panic and began to lip-sync.

He Miao secretly laughed, this is probably the earliest lip-syncing.

After half a day, Song Zishu was no longer restrained on stage, and his brows and eyes became a little more agile.

He Miao deliberately teased him a few words, but was afraid that he would get angry, so he kept his mouth shut.

She could tell that Song Zishu was a bit stubborn, like a donkey who had to be groped along his fur.

After a day's work, the troupe was exhausted and paralyzed.

Thanks to singing for only one day, otherwise they would be really tired.

"Come on, eat something, you're hungry."

He Miao brought up a bowl of pig's head rice with a busy smile, and said to Song Zishu.

Song Zishu didn't even bother to take off his makeup, he took the bowl and started to gobble it up.

"In the past few days, the food and drink expenses for our trip to the north have been covered by the theater troupe. If you want to eat, you have to do something."

He Miao said casually on the side.

Song Zishu ate with chopsticks, and naturally understood the meaning of He Miao's words.

He Miao has no other ideas, she will naturally do things that can make money.She is not a rich man, so Song Zishu can't help eating and drinking for free.

"You eat too."

Song Zishu was about to eat the bottom of the bowl, and then he remembered something, stopped the bowl, and motioned for He Miao.

He Miao shook his head and said, "I've already eaten."

After removing the makeup, Song Zishu changed back into the rough clothes.

He Miao happily took over 15 taels of silver from the class leader.

When the two returned to the inn, He Miao immediately began to sit in the room and practice.

She said that if she didn't reach the foundation building period, she might not dare to enter Ghost Valley.

In the human world, the world of flowers and flowers is fascinating, and the melodious music disturbs people's minds, but she always has a perseverance, remembers what she wants to do, and keeps practicing.

Nothing in the night

next day
He Miao and Song Zishu boarded the chariot going north.

He Miao sat on the carriage with his eyes closed, silently reciting the latest move of the sword manual in his heart.

However, it seemed that some eyes fell on her face, disturbing her mind.

When he opened his eyes, Song Zishu was staring at her blankly.

"What?" He Miao asked with raised eyebrows.

"Are you a fairy?"

Song Zishu asked cautiously.

He Miao let out a heck and asked back, "Do you look at me?"

Song Zishu stopped talking.

He Miao continued to close his eyes. After a long time, he heard Song Zishu beside him asking softly, "Can you accept me as your apprentice?"

Upon hearing this, He Miao opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "I can't."

"why?"

Song Zishu followed closely and hurriedly asked.

He Miao closed his eyes again, and said calmly, "Being a teacher for a day is a father for life. I'm young and I can't afford it."

This is her sincere words.

Song Zishu was silent.

The chariots and horses of the theater troupe went all the way north, but because of the flames of war in some places, they had to detour to the west.

Now it will take a few more days.

Yuchan and the little maid of the troupe also gradually recovered from their illnesses, and the spring was beautiful, with flowers blooming everywhere.

On this day, the two came to another town.

"Xiangnu, we have to stay here for a few days."

The head teacher said.

"The Flower Festival is coming."

　Thanks for the cute recommendation and the monthly ticket~
　　thanks~
　　Today is Huachao Festival, also known as Girl's Day, I wish you all a happy holiday~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)