The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 335: Earl, are you hiding here too?

From the moment the Count entered the scene, it was obvious that the pace of the plot was accelerating little by little.

If Zhu Wenjian, the actor who plays Figaro, is a classical type of handsome man, then the Count in front of everyone is very obviously a handsome man who tends to be the style appreciated by modern people.

Zhu Wenzhang has a relatively broad body and his overall muscle lines are relatively obvious. He looks a bit like a muscular man who often works out in the gym.

If he were in South Korea, he would probably be very popular, a bit like the last man in South Korea, Ma Dong-seok.

His chest muscles are like double doors, and the half-covered and half-exposed clothes he wore during this performance made many people want to touch them to see if his chest muscles are as full and elastic as many people said.

Plus, his appearance is not particularly bad. It can even be said that when he doesn't speak, he has a strong sculptural beauty.

Therefore, Zhu Wenzhang is actually quite popular.

Of course, this was when I didn’t know Zhu Wenzhang.

However, after getting to know Zhu Wen Zhang and seeing that he was criticized by Chen Qiu as being like a grandson and that he had lost all the aura of a classical handsome man, many people no longer have a strong filter for Zhu Wen Zhang.

Just treat him as an ordinary passerby who can be seen everywhere in the gym.

But the Earl is completely different from Zhu Wenjian.

The Earl was tall and slender, about 1.80 to 1.90 meters.

The moment he walked out, his elegant and noble temperament could no longer be concealed.

Although he is not the supreme ruler, his aura of a superior is very strong.

Just like the earl in many people's minds.

Every hair on his face seemed to have been carefully managed, firmly attached to his forehead, and would not move at all when he walked.

Even though he had just stood at the door of Susanna's house, everyone's attention was completely attracted by him and they couldn't escape.

This is the second male lead of the play. He is also a master specially invited from the drama field and the performance director of the Haicheng Opera House.

Li Lianqiang.

Play the Duke!

He stood at the door, and Susanna stood at the door, just looking at Li Lianqiang through the crack in the door, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

She hurriedly looked at Wang Susu behind her, trying to find a suitable place for Wang Susu to hide.

But unfortunately, the room was very small and cramped, with only a bed and a ladder, and a pile of bottles and jars on the ladder.

Clearly there was no place to hide.

The only place where one could barely hide was behind the bed.

But can this bed really hide someone?
When you are playing a game, how about hiding from the supervisor in this place? There is a third-person view, where can you see where the opponent is?
Outside the door, the Duke had already tidied his clothes and was ready to go in.

Wang Susu no longer had the time or opportunity to escape. She could only hide behind the bed and pray that the Duke could not see her.

Susanna had already made up her mind at this moment.

Whether it is his own reputation or the little servant boy beside his bed, he cannot give up.

However, just as she was about to open the door, the Count pushed the door open and walked in with a smile. Looking at Susanna, who looked anxious, a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"Susanna, you seem, panicked?"

"I'm sorry, Count, please forgive me." Susanna's heart sank. She looked at the Count, took a deep breath, and bowed slightly, saying, "You came here like this. What if someone saw you?"

"It's okay, I'll leave in a moment, but listen to me."

The Earl leaned on the stairs with his arms, chuckled and spoke.

"You should know that the King has appointed me to London as an ambassador, and I plan to take Figaro with me."

He sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking the bed he had given to Figaro and Susanna, and glanced at Susanna out of the corner of his eyes, waiting for her response.

Susanna's heart sank again, and she said quickly.

"My Lord, listen to me."

"Go ahead, honey, you certainly have the right to speak."

The Count's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up, walked behind Susanna, gently held Susanna's shoulders from behind, stood behind her, and blew softly.

"Today, and for the rest of your life, you have the right to ask me for anything you want."

Susanna shuddered all over, and quickly escaped from the earl's clutches, retreating backwards, shaking her head vigorously.

"No, let me go, Count. I don't think I have any power, no ideas, and I want nothing!"

"No, Susanna, I just want you to be happy, don't you understand? You should know how much I love you. The music teacher should have told you this. If you are willing to give me a few minutes of your time in the evening garden, I will reward you."

A few minutes? This Count is pretty quick, isn't he?

However, before Susannah could reply, the music teacher's voice was heard outside.

He shouted the count's name everywhere, trying to find the count.

Hearing the voice beside him, the count's expression changed slightly.

Although it was that person who helped him get close to Susanna, he did not want others to find out that he had secretly come to see Susanna.

He said immediately.

"I'm hiding in your place. Don't tell anyone that I'm here."

After saying that, he looked around the room and found that the only place he could hide was behind the bed, so he walked behind the bed.

Wang Susu heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and his body became more and more nervous. At the moment when the count was about to turn and hide behind the bed, he jumped out suddenly and hid behind the bed with the help of Susanna.

have to.

Now there were two people hiding behind his bed.

Susannah's heart sank.

Before she opened the door, the music teacher walked in by himself, looked around, and asked Susanna.

"Susanna, have you seen the Count?"

"If you want to find the Earl, go find the Earl. Why are you looking for me? He and I have no relationship at all. Why would he come to accompany me? Get out of here!"

"Listen to me, tell the Count that Figaro is looking for him."

"He's looking for someone who hates him the most, besides you?"

Susanna glared and said secretly.

The count hiding behind the bed was equally shocked and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Good intentions don't go unrewarded."

But the music teacher didn't care. He waved his little fan and smiled sinisterly.

"If you love your wife, you must hate her husband? I have never heard of this saying, but let me first tell you how much the Earl loves you, and then go find the Earl."

"Get lost! I don't need you to bring me and the Earl together!"

"Your Count and his love!" corrected the music teacher.

Susannah roared, "It doesn't matter. It's not important. The most important thing is that you get out of here."

"Everyone has their own preferences, why are you chasing me away?"

The music teacher stood at the door, waving the little fan and laughing.

He looked at Susanna with a look of disapproval, then he touched his chin and said to Susanna insidiously.

"But you would rather have a lover, a little brat, than a generous, shrewd, and prudent nobleman."

Susannah frowned and instantly realized what he was talking about.

"Cherubino? (Wang Susu?)"

"Hey, that's him, the flirtatious servant boy. He was around here at dawn, sneaking around and trying to break into the house..."

Seeing that the man was about to sit on the bed, Susanna hurried forward, pulled him up, pushed him to the door, and roared.

"Get lost! You're spreading rumors!"

"Of course, to you, anyone is a rumormonger."

His eyes fell on Susanna's chest, and he saw the line of words that she had hurriedly hidden because the count had just come in. He instantly understood something, picked up the small fan in his hand, pointed at Susanna's chest, and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Oh? Poem? Come on, tell me, how does this poem go? I'm your friend, I will never reveal this to anyone. Is it for you? Or for your wife?"

When he mentioned his wife, he seemed to understand something and quickly took a few steps back, saying in surprise.

"Madame? For her? You should have warned the boy. I tell you, he often looks at her lovingly at the table. If the count notices this, you should know better than I do what might happen."

"Get lost! Why do you keep talking nonsense and making up rumors?"

"Me? Haha, I am innocent. I have always just passed on messages and never exaggerated. I just relayed what others said..."

After these words came out, the count who was hiding in the back could no longer hold back.

If he didn't stand up, he felt that he would be cuckolded before he even slept with Susanna.

He stood up and roared angrily.

"Don't go, tell me, what did they say?"

Music teacher: “Perfect!”

Susanna: “It’s over!”

The two of them showed completely different expressions.

Susanna never expected that the Count would stand up at this time.

The music teacher was excited that he had found the count.

but……

He soon realized that he had come at the wrong time.

After all, the Count was already angry.

If he really got angry, Susanna might have escaped death as the target of the Count's attack, but he might have suffered a great loss.

He bowed quickly, preparing to greet the count and leave.

But the Count took it for granted.

The anger in his heart had been ignited by the rumors in the mansion just now. He growled.

"I want to send that scoundrel off! I want to send that scoundrel off."

Chen Qiu suddenly raised the baton in his hand.

The sound of the orchestra immediately began.

Completely ignited the atmosphere on the scene.

Even if the audience couldn't understand what the people were talking about, they could still hear the Count's anger from the music.

This is where Chen Qiu and his team’s strength lies.

Let music convey emotions.

Ignite the emotions completely!
Under the gaze of the crowd, the Count kept repeating words like "Send that scoundrel off!"

Susannah looked desperate.

"It's over. My reputation is all over."

At this moment, the only solution she could think of was to pretend to faint.

Only by pretending to be unconscious could the Count divert his thoughts away from the others.

Only by pretending to be unconscious can she protect her reputation.

Her steps weakened and she took two steps back, about to faint on the ground.

But she never expected that the count's heart was completely with her.

The moment her steps just went weak, the count took a step forward, picked her up even though she was about to faint, grabbed her wrist with his fingers, put it to his ear, and said anxiously.

"No, she fainted. Her heart was beating so fast."

The music teacher immediately said, "Quick, put her on the bed! This way she will feel better."

The Count nodded, picked up Princess Susanna with all his strength, put her on the bed, and acted as if he wanted to sit next to Susanna.

Susanna almost burst into tears. She woke up quickly and escaped from the count's hands before she reached the bed. She said anxiously.

"Where am I? What are you doing? Go away?"

"We? We are just rescuing you?" The count looked aggrieved. "I want to prove to everyone that your innocence is perfect. Don't get too excited, dear."

Seeing that the Count was about to do anything to her, Susanna immediately got up from the bed and ran out the door.

But considering the child servant Wang Susu who was lying on the bed, she couldn't help but slow down her pace and look behind the bed.

The Count and the music teacher were sitting there, and the music teacher said flatteringly.

"I'm sorry, Count. I just mentioned the matter of the servant boy. I just had some doubts. It's not a big deal."

"Yes, yes, this is a rumor. It doesn't match the facts. Don't listen to the nonsense of this rumor maker!"

Susanna nodded vigorously and said immediately.

But the count didn't seem to let it go.

After he repeated what the two had said several times, he pinched his brows and spoke slowly.

"But speaking of this, I suddenly remembered another thing. Last night, I found your cousin's door locked. I knocked on the door, and your cousin came to open the door. She looked as flustered as you. Her expression made me suspicious, so I searched every corner of the house, just like this."

Snapped!
The Count clutched the bed sheet tightly, and Susanna's heart sank.

The Count smiled and comforted Susanna, explaining.

"This is just a demonstration. I'm just telling you that I gently lifted the sheets like this yesterday, little by little."

Lift the sheets little by little.

Wang Susu's feet also appeared in front of everyone little by little.

The Earl hadn't noticed Wang Susu's legs yet, he just smiled and said to Susanna.

"You guessed it? Hey! I really saw that little servant boy, so I suspected him a long time ago!"

The scene fell into silence.

Susanna and the music teacher looked at the child servant Wang Susu who appeared on the bed in silence.

The Earl didn't understand what was going on, so he followed everyone's gaze towards the bed, then he slapped his head hard and said in pain.

“God!”

Susanna: “Help…”

Music teacher: "6, it's getting more and more exciting."

The Count looked at Susannah and asked, "Your beautiful womanly virtue?"

Susanna: “I don’t know what happened.”

Music teacher: "I understand this. All women in the world are the same. This is nothing surprising!"

The place was in complete chaos.

A smile appeared on Chen Qiu's lips.

The performance exceeded his expectations.

This action, this performance.

He directly acted out the shock and anger he felt when he saw the child servant.

He raised the baton in his hand and waved it vigorously.

The string group members shook their strings frantically, making the emotions of the music rise wave after wave.

Such a crazy turn of events.

Such an interesting situation.

Even if one knows very little about opera, one can understand what this opera is interpreting from Chen Qiu's music and everyone's performances.

What is being performed?

The venue was in complete chaos.

Angry Earl.

Susannah is desperate.

A music teacher who is only concerned about the world's unrest.

There is also a servant boy who is waiting to die without knowing why.

The four of them formed an extremely interesting quartet.

In defense, in anger.

Adding fuel to the fire and keeping to oneself.

Everyone has their own job.

Everyone has their own ideas.

Under the gaze of everyone, Susanna pressed against the door in despair, wondering how she should escape from the Count.

She no longer wanted to save her reputation, she just wanted to escape.

The Count was questioning the boy servant, asking him when he came and what had happened between them before he came.

After hearing that the boy servant had not been there for long, but had heard all their speeches, his expression couldn't help but change.

After all, he would feel bad if this matter got out.

So for a moment, the house fell into silence.

The Count took a deep breath, looked at Susanna, and said angrily.

"Come, call Figaro over here, let him see your chastity, let him see what kind of person his wife is."

"Whatever, just do as you say."

Susannah had given up and her eyes had lost focus.

The Count snorted and prepared to open the door to call Figaro.

But the next second.

The people who had been waiting outside the door pushed it open and walked in.

Figaro walked into the house with the headscarf that Susanna had sewn earlier, along with the other servants.

He looked at the Earl who was standing in the room and spoke with a smile.

"My Lord, how do you feel?"

"How does it feel? What does it feel like?"

The Count looked at the gradually filling room, puzzled.

Figaro said with a smile.

"This is a gift from the residents of your territory. Thank you for abolishing the right of first night and preserving their chastity!"

An old woman offered a headscarf and handed it to the Count.

The Earl's brain became even more confused, and he was puzzled.

"Hasn't the right of first night been abolished long ago? This is what I should do."

"Yes, so we thank you. In order to commemorate this event to everyone, and coincidentally, it is my marriage to my wife, Susanna, I hope that you, Lord Count, can put this veil, which symbolizes the abolition of the right of first night, on Susanna's head to show your majesty!"

Figaro looked at the Count with a smile on his face.

The expression on the Earl's face gradually became gloomy.

Don't know when it started.

Everything was out of his control.

Slide in an unpredictable direction.

(End of this chapter)