The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 334 I Can't Suppress My Desire Anymore

applause.

Everyone was applauding Zhu Wenzhang's performance and the orchestra's accompaniment.

Although only a short period of time had passed, it was obvious that the plot had begun to emerge.

Figaro, the male protagonist, is preparing to get married, but he never expected that the Count actually wants to seize his wife.

Even though the inexplicable thing called the right of first night has been abolished, it is nothing to the count.

He can recover anytime he wants.

It's just that the name is not right and the words are not reasonable.

And this is the problem at the heart of this opera.

But people don't care about these, they just want to have fun watching.

Just now when Figaro heard that the Count wanted to cuckold him, the word "bravo" almost made everyone present collapse.

This is so fun.

Listening to the applause from the crowd, the housekeeper and the doctor who had just come on stage stopped where they were, walking back and forth, looking conflicted, waiting for the applause to die down.

Chen Qiu raised his hand slightly, signaling the orchestra to give some hints so that the audience could reduce the applause.

And when the applause died down, the doctor spoke angrily.

"No, you actually waited until the day of his wedding to tell me this?"

"Doctor, I won't give up!"

The housekeeper looked at the doctor firmly.

The two of them stood at the edge of the room, talking non-stop.

She took out a note that read: "I have borrowed your money. If you cannot repay it, I will marry you, Figaro."

Just like Susanna is very much loved by the Earl.

Figaro is not an unpopular person.

This can be seen from his previous position among the group of male servants.

It is obvious that the old woman who just stood up, the housekeeper, likes Figaro very much.

She had always wanted to enjoy sex with Figaro, but unfortunately Figaro kept delaying and did not agree.

Now she heard that he was getting married tonight, how could she bear it any longer, so she anxiously wanted to ask the doctor for help and use this as an excuse to stop it.

Bartokro was no outsider.

He was the doctor of the Earl's Palace and he was the guardian of Rosina, the Countess.

In the past, due to Figaro's intervention, he was forced to force Rosina to marry the Count, so he has always been resentful and dislikes Figaro.

Unexpectedly, now not only he is unhappy with Figaro, but the housekeeper is the same.

Seeing that the opportunity for revenge had come, his heart was burning with anxiety. He quickly agreed to Marcellina's request and left immediately to handle it.

The two quickly disappeared from the stage.

At this moment, the contradictions of the drama have begun to emerge and become more intense.

This is not just Figaro's wedding, but everyone's wedding.

Figaro wants to marry Susanna.

The Count wants to enjoy Susanna.

The housekeeper wants to enjoy Figaro.

Looking at the extremely interesting relationship between the characters in front of them, everyone couldn't help but admire it.

It was really a hearty Akaishi!

Many people present who had never seen an opera could not help but become interested in the performance.

They had to admit that the opera seemed much more interesting than they had imagined.

Opera is not high-end.

On the contrary, he is very down to earth.

He was not talking about the etiquette of the so-called noble earl, but about the affairs of the upper nobility.

In many operas, most of them are about the stories of ordinary people.

In front of everyone, the doctor and the housekeeper hit it off, hugged each other, and soon walked into Figaro's room.

The two of them rubbed against Figaro and Susanna's bed, showing an intimate look.

Although the housekeeper didn't like the doctor, she had to endure it in order to have the chance to eat the young and handsome Figaro.

However, just as the two were rubbing against each other, Susannah arrived.

She had just been called by the Countess to wash the bed and clothes.

Now she was carrying the washed sheets and clothes, ready to go to the storage room to put them away.

However, what she didn't expect was.

Before she and the other maids reached the storage room, she heard a series of small noises coming from her room.

After all, the walls of the house are made of wood, so it is hard to say that they have sound insulation effects.

So she looked at the room curiously, and then her pupils dilated.

She saw the housekeeper and the doctor rubbing against her and Figaro's bed.

Of course, in the drama this is another room, a storage room specifically used for storing clothes.

However, due to the design of the theater, they couldn't build a huge room just for such a simple scene.

But no matter what, seeing the housekeeper and the doctor rubbing against each other was not a good thing for her as a maid.

She quickly closed the door, not knowing what to say, and could only hide outside.

The sound of her opening the door woke up the housekeeper and the doctor who were making love in the room.

The two of them quickly stood up, and the housekeeper whispered to the doctor beside them.

"Susanna is here."

She looked at the closed door, confirmed that what she had just seen was indeed Susanna's shadow, sat up again, and sang with a chuckle.

"That's the chaste saint he's going to marry. Haha, but with Figaro's identity, no one can expect him to marry someone better. After all, money comes first! Gold diggers."

Speaking of this place, Susanna lived in Bengbu, kicked the door open and walked in, grinning.

"Oh, isn't this a vicious gossip? Fortunately, everyone knows that you speak without thinking."

“Excellent, good eyesight!”

The two of them collided with each other, neither of them giving in.

Chen Qiu pointed to the harpsichord beside him and nodded at him.

The harpsichord struck up a melody.

The housekeeper immediately followed the melody and challenged Susanna.

"And those humble eyes, the delicate manner, it's like..."

"I'd better go." Susanna chose to avoid it.

The next second, the housekeeper said loudly.

"Just like such a charming bride."

The moment this sentence came out.

Chen Qiu pulled his finger and the sound of the orchestra immediately rang out.

Two opposing emotions echoed among the orchestra.

It directly shows the opposition between the two people vividly.

Chen Qiu also aroused the interest of everyone present.

They watched everything on the stage excitedly, their eyes filled with excitement.

Women fighting, that's great!
They love watching women fight the most.

Susanna paused as she was about to leave, turned around and looked at the housekeeper, dropped the clothes basket in her hands on the ground with a dull thud, then clapped her hands and looked at the housekeeper in front of her.

The housekeeper remained calm and challenged with a grin.

"You go first, elegant lady."

Bang, he kicked the clothes basket over and the clothes scattered all over the floor.

There was no change on Susanna's face. She just put the clothes back into the basket and sang with a laugh.

"I dare not do anything rash, my dear lady."

Housekeeper: "No, you go first, please."

Susanna: “No, you go first.”

Housekeeper: "Come on, you first."

Susanna: "You first."

The two of them were polite to each other for a long time. They looked like they were about to fight, but they acted like Kong Rong giving up his pear to the other, letting the other go first.

Friends who often kill people, oh no, often fight should all know this.

In a fight you definitely shouldn't throw the first punch.

Whoever throws the first punch loses priority, and no one can stand on your side in a fight.

After all, you were the one who hit someone first.

The two looked at each other, paced slowly in the room, and sang together.

"I know my identity, I dare not be too presumptuous."

"I also know my identity, and I don't dare to be too presumptuous."

Housekeeper: "The future bride should go first."

Susanna: "No, the lady who serves the servants should go first."

Housekeeper: "The Count's new love."

Susanna: "A famous flower from Spain."

Housekeeper: "Your nature."

Susanna: "Your clothes." Housekeeper: "Your status."

Susanna: “Your age.”

click!
Chen Qiu clapped his baton.

The housekeeper could no longer control her emotions.

Nothing could be more devastating than Susanna's words "your age".

She opened her eyes wide, took a few steps back, leaned on the doctor, and said in pain.

"If I stay any longer, I'll go crazy."

Susanna covered her mouth and chuckled: "Ugly old woman, she is just a joke to everyone."

The housekeeper was not to be outdone and said again: "Your future bride."

"The lady who serves as a messenger." Susanna raised her eyebrows.

"The Count's new love."

"A famous flower of Spain."

"..."

The two went back and forth several times.

Every time you finish speaking, bow to the other person to express your respect.

Susanna also gradually got to know the housekeeper, and just by repeating "your age", she was able to make the housekeeper explode.

She had no way to stay in the house any longer, so she could only drag the doctor out of the utility room angrily.

At this time, the people who were listening outside the door were also driven away by the housekeeper.

Everything was calm again.

Enjoying the easy-won victory, Susanna sent the housekeeper away with satisfaction, then closed the door, kicked the clothes basket in the room hard, and snorted.

"Ugly old woman, arrogant and pretentious, you just read a few more books when you were young. The Countess was tortured by you when she was young."

She shook her head, clapped her hands, and prepared to put away the pile of clothes.

However, before she could make any move, the door was opened.

A young child pushed the door open and rushed in, his eyes anxious and desperate, and before Susanna could speak, he spoke anxiously.

"Suzanne, is that you?"

"It's me, what's wrong?" Susanna said while packing her clothes.

The child collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"I'm done."

"What's wrong with you? What happened?"

"The Count caught me yesterday alone with Barbarina, and would have expelled me. If my godmother, the Countess, does not intercede for me, and ask the Count to forgive me, I shall leave here, and shall never see you again, Susanna."

The little boy who just walked in is actually not a boy, but a girl.

She is a new singer who has just become a singer in the opera house. Her name is Wang Susu.

She also graduated from Haicheng Conservatory of Music, but it wasn't long ago, only two or three years ago.

She played the role of Cherubino, the Count's boy servant.

A boy could be used to sing this part, but considering that the role later on requires women's clothing, they couldn't find a boy who was handsome, weak, and had a good singing level like the little boy girl, but not as annoying as the little boy girl.

Therefore, only young girls can sing.

After all, this character is still a child servant.

You can't find someone who is about the same age as Susanna, in her 50s, or about the same age as the head maid just now, in her 60s, to sing.

That would be outrageous.

Looking at the girl named Wang Susu who was wearing men's clothes, Susanna chuckled.

"You can't see me? That's good. Are you sure you're upset because you can't see me, and not because you're sad about the Countess?"

"I, I, I, I have always respected the Countess. How dare I have any improper thoughts? And you, look how lucky you are. You can visit her anytime."

Wang Susu knelt forward, walked to Ma Yan, also known as Susanna's legs, rubbed her thighs, and whispered.

"You can dress her in the morning, take off her makeup at night, arrange her jewelry and belts, and touch her clothes, and I..."

He reached out and picked up the clothes in the basket, took out a pair of stockings, touched them, then covered his head and nose with them, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

"And I, so much, want to exchange this job with you."

Oh shit, this is awesome.

Everyone present couldn't help but make a commotion.

Wang Susu added a lot of actions.

She portrayed the role of the male servant, who was not yet an adult but already understood some of the matters between men and women, too vividly.

They could even imagine how arrogant and perverted Wang Susu would be if Ma Yan was not in this room at this moment.

Ma Yan seemed to be accustomed to Wang Susu's behavior. She did not take the stockings from her hand, but picked up another pair of silk and raised her eyebrows at her.

"Oh? You seem to have some improper thoughts about your godmother. Come, guess what I have in my hand?"

"What is it?" Wang Susu had already forgotten the despair she felt in her heart when she first came in.

Her heart had completely followed Ma Yan, and she quickly knelt down and crawled to Ma Yan's side, saying excitedly.

"what is this?"

"It's your godmother's hair ornament. It's the headband she used to tie her hair."

"Give it to me, give it to me, I want this!"

Wang Susu rushed forward, grabbed the hairband in Susanna's hand, and rushed to the ladder beside her with a few small jumps.

Susanna looked helpless. She stood up and walked to Wang Susu, slapped her butt with her hand, and pretended to be angry.

"Give it back to me now."

"I will never give up this headband that smells like my godmother unless it accompanies me for life!"

"You seem a little perverted."

"Don't be angry, I'll trade this with you."

Wang Susu took out a piece of paper from her pocket, threw it to Susanna, and said with a smile.

“This is a short song I wrote.”

"What's the use of your short song for me?" Susanna smiled helplessly, continued to sit on the bed and started to organize her clothes.

Wang Susu hugged the stairs in front of her and said obsessedly.

"Read it to the mistress, read it to yourself, read it to Barbarina, read it to Marsilina, read it to... every woman in the house!!!"

With a snap, she jumped down from a height, then knelt hard on the ground, sniffing the hairband in her hand with an obsessed look.

Chen Qiu had never thought that this senior who had graduated only a few years ago could interpret the word pervert, oh no, adolescent child servant so vividly.

Maybe this is talent.

Abnormal talent.

He couldn't help but chuckle and nodded to Qin Xian beside him.

Qin Xian immediately understood and began to play slowly with everyone in the orchestra.

The sound of music started.

A sense of humor emerged, and with it came a touch of excitement and anticipation.

Wang Susu knelt on the ground and sang obsessively.

"I have forgotten who I am and what I have done. I am always burning with desire, but soon I am calm again."

"Every time I saw a woman, my face turned green."

"Every time I saw a woman, my body started shaking uncontrollably."

"Every woman can make me tremble."

"Every woman can make my heart tremble!"

"Every woman! Can tremble!"

Each time she sang, her knees moved forward a little, until they were getting closer and closer to Susannah.

She picked up the poem that fell on the ground, looked at the words on it, a perverted smile spread across the corners of her mouth, and she said intoxicatedly.

"My heart starts beating wildly when I hear any sweet words."

“When it comes to love, my heart is filled with inexplicable longing.”

"An inexplicable desire, an inexplicable desire."

Wang Susu stood up, her steps light as if she was walking on clouds.

Her eyes were filled with desire.

She craves women!
She wants to find a woman whom she loves and who loves her.

She wants love!

It would be best if she was that kind of older sister.

At this moment, this sentence comes to mind of everyone present.

First of all, I am not a virgin. I don’t have any fantasies about gentle and kind older sisters. After all, I am not a virgin. I am really not a virgin. But to be honest, gentle older sisters are really great and really beautiful. I am not saying that I like women. It’s mainly because this one is really quite handsome. But how can I put it, when I see a gentle older sister, my heart feels itchy, as if we have a great revolutionary friendship, which is very desirable. It would be even better if I could hold hands, kiss, eat, sleep, etc. with the beautiful sister. After all, I am not a virgin.

Wang Susu's interpretation is simply incisive.

Her makeup is still a little too feminine.

It was precisely because of her feminine makeup that many people present began to doubt whether she was a nymphomaniac.

However, just as she was releasing her love for the maid in the mansion.

The earl, dressed in luxurious attire, walked over from the side.

The highest-ranking and most central protagonist of the play is about to appear.

After Wang Susu sang her greatest love for the maid, she stomped her feet three times and prepared to leave.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she noticed the count approaching, and her face turned pale in an instant.

(End of this chapter)