Chapter 316 shocked everyone! Sister Lan takes action [2 updates]
Producer Liu said: "Since we are guests brought by Miss Ye, we must arrange them next to Miss Ye and we must treat them well."
Ye Turnlan has helped them with so many things, but they have no idea how to repay him.
"You don't need to tell me?" The director glanced at him, "Let's go over first and let others know in advance."
When the two entered the box, other guests were already seated.
When they learned that Ye Wanlan was bringing guests, the guests also expressed their welcome.
Qi Yunzhao was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to speak.
Although he is a top class person like Huo Ximian, his background is not as good as hers. After entering the entertainment industry, he has always acted based on others' opinions.
Naturally, he could not fail to see that the backbone of the entire program team was Ye Turning, and even the director and producer put Ye Turning's opinions first.
Qi Yunzhao's idol has a heavy burden. What if an unscrupulous outsider turns the tide and secretly takes photos of him and puts them online?
He thought for a moment, then stood up and said to the director: "Director, my friend in Nancheng called me just now and said he had something urgent to call me for. I have to go there first."
No matter how good Qi Yunzhao is at pretending, given his age, how could he escape the eyes of a director who has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years?
The director did not try to persuade him to stay, but just waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.
Qi Yunzhao breathed a sigh of relief and took his assistant out.
It's fake to have friends, but he needs to find an excuse to leave here.
Qi Yunzhao had just left when Ye Turned the Tide and led Yan Tingyue into the restaurant.
Under the leadership of the waiter, the two came to the door of the box.
The door opened with a "swish" sound, and all eyes focused on Ye Wanlan.
The director and others naturally saw Yan Tingyue, but they did not recognize the old man.
It is not accurate to say that she is an old person, because she is only old by her age. Her eyes and expression are extremely young, without the heavy air of twilight, more like the rising sun.
"Director, Producer Liu, and a few teachers." Ye Banlan nodded slightly, "This is the inheritor who has been in charge of the Kun Opera project, Yan Tingyue Yan Lao."
"Pap, tap—"
Including Shen Yeqiu, several people's chopsticks fell to the ground.
The director's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly, and stammered: "You, you, you..."
Yan Tingyue is nearly seventy years old this year, but because she has been with classical arts all year round and is a good singer, she looks less than fifty.
She is elegant and gentle, with an innate sense of intimacy that makes people very willing to get close to her.
"You are the director of the program team of "Collection of China", right?" Yan Tingyue took the initiative to reach out and said, "I heard A Lan talk about you. Thank you for bringing such a program. I am looking forward to it."
The director was so dizzy that he didn't even know when he finished shaking hands with Yan Tingyue.
"Yan, Mr. Yan!" Shen Yeqiu was also very nervous, "Can you please give me an autograph later?"
"Of course." Yan Tingyue was a little surprised, "It's just my signature, I'm afraid it won't be of much use."
"How could it be?" Shen Yeqiu blurted out, "You are currently the number one Kun Opera performer in China, how could it be useless?"
"That's ridiculous." Yan Tingyue smiled, "Alan said you like to listen to Kun Opera. When my Kun Opera troupe performs, I'll invite you to listen."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Yan." Shen Yeqiu was ecstatic, "I talked about you with Miss Ye in the morning, but I didn't expect to sit at the same table with you in the evening."
Now, he finally understood what Ye Turnlan's "nothing goes by chance" meant.
Ye Banglan already knew this master in the cultural world, so he was naturally able to do everything perfectly.
The atmosphere at the dinner table quickly became lively. Even Professor Shen specifically asked Yan Tingyue for an autograph and asked several questions.
Yan Tingyue thought for a moment and smiled: "I can indeed be regarded as a descendant of King Xiaoyao, but naturally I am not a direct descendant of King Xiaoyao. If you ask me about him, I really don't know what to say. ”
Professor Shen felt a little regretful.
It seems that the story of King Xiaoyao can only wait for them to discover.
After eating, the sun has completely set, the moon has climbed out, and the stars are surrounding it.
The night sky in Nancheng is also different from Fengyuan. Although it is already November, the climate in Nancheng is still above 25 degrees.
The evening breeze is refreshing and refreshing.
Ye Turning slowly walked forward along the long street, Xie Linyuan was following behind her.
"Should Senior Brother have been in contact with Brother Yan?" Ye Banlan said suddenly, "Because I remember that he once praised Senior Brother for his heroic deeds in front of Yingyue and me, but he didn't say what it was about."
Hearing this, Xie Linyuan jumped up: "He still dares to bring it up?"
Ye Banlan raised his eyebrows: "He didn't tell me the details, so I asked Senior Brother."
"That boy Yan Shunhua, it was already late at night after he finished singing a play." Xie Linyuan snorted coldly, "He was teased by a few drunk martial arts people while walking on the street, but I stepped forward to save him." Ye Banlan thought thoughtfully: "With his martial arts, he won't be able to defeat even a few drunk martial arts people."
To be able to become a prince of the four directions and famous in Ning Dynasty, martial arts is the most basic criterion.
King Yan and King Qin have the highest martial arts, followed by King Chu, but King Xiaoyao is not weak either.
It's just that King Xiaoyao's martial arts is known as "softness overcoming strength", which makes many people think that he is easy to bully.
"Little Junior Sister, please listen to what I have to say first." Xie Linyuan stretched out his hand, pressed his eyebrows, and said with a headache, "At that time, he was wearing women's clothes, and I thought he was a woman when I saw him from a distance. He took care of those troublemaking drunks in one step."
Ye Banlan said calmly: "When you saw him face to face, you found that you met an acquaintance. Not only did you not get thanked, but you were laughed at a lot by him."
Xie Linyuan: "..."
As expected of Princess Yongning, she could guess so accurately.
"I'm so angry!" Xie Linyuan gritted his teeth slightly, "I challenged him, but not only did he refuse to challenge, he threw me a fan he painted and asked me to sell it for money."
Ye Banglan thought thoughtfully: "The fan painted by Brother Yan is indeed worth tens of thousands of gold. It's not a loss for you, Senior Brother."
"Is it so valuable?" Xie Linyuan touched his chin, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have torn it apart and thrown it into the sea."
"Of course." Ye Banlan nodded, "He is extremely accomplished in calligraphy and painting. If you go to a place with many women, you can auction his paintings for a higher price."
Xie Linyuan clicked his tongue: "He messes up women's hearts every day. He is the real one among thousands of flowers. My heart only belongs to A Yin. I have always been single-minded."
Ye Banlan shook her phone and said slowly: "Elder brother, I have recorded this sentence for you. When the Sanskrit comes back one day, I will play it to her."
Xie Linyuan: "..."
He deeply wondered if his junior sister had learned something bad from someone and how could she become so unkind?
On the other side, Yan Tingfeng stood on a tall building, looking at the moon.
Rong Qi asked: "Has the poster had any contact with King Xiaoyao?"
"Him?" Yan Tingfeng put his hands behind his back and seemed to smile, "There have been a few times when he was in the court and his heart was among the people. He is very similar to me in the world."
What impressed him most about Yan Shunhua was an assassination.
Yan Shunhua likes to dress up as a woman and sing in operas. She doesn't have the airs of a prince at all, and will find a stage in various places to perform when playing.
People in the martial arts world also know this characteristic of him. Those martial arts people who can't stand the court people will wait for the opportunity to ambush and rush to the stage from all directions when Yan Shunhua's opera reaches its climax.
However, Yan Shunhua looks like a good girl, with an extremely handsome face, but she is not really weak, but has a soft and murderous fierceness.
With King Xiaoyao's martial arts, how could it be possible for these ordinary martial arts people to hurt him?
He kept his attire, and even finished the play while facing off against the enemy.
When the song ends, the head falls.
But King Xiaoyao walked away on the water, feeling free and unrestrained.
From that time on, no one would attack Yan Shunhua easily.
Yan Tingfeng murmured in a low voice: "It's just that even I don't know what the enemy did to him three hundred years ago."
When he came out of seclusion, he had already heard the bad news that "all the kings from all directions died in battle".
History cannot be traced back, and it seems that this will remain an eternal mystery.
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At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye turned the tide and sent Yan Tingyue back to the forest cabin.
The further we walked into the forest, the quieter the surroundings became.
Yan Tingyue has walked this road many times, late at night and early in the morning, but not once has she felt panicked and cold in her heart.
She couldn't help but pinch Ye Turning's fingers: "Alan, I always feel..."
"Shua——"
A group of birds were startled, and they were approaching with rapid footsteps.
In the darkness, a group of people suddenly appeared.
A man is tall and muscular.
The targets of this group of people were obviously Yan Tingyue and Ye Banlan. They surrounded the master and apprentice without saying a word, as if they were waiting for them to kneel down and beg for mercy.
Yan Tingyue's back felt cold: "Alan, first--"
Ye Banglan held Yan Tingyue's hand and said in a calm voice, "Teacher, stand behind me."
It was dark today, she thought, and needed blood as paint.
Thank you all for your support, see you tomorrow~~
(End of this chapter)