Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 290 The actor's self-cultivation

As soon as he went upstairs, the shopkeeper immediately gave Su Yi a wink, motioned for the back room to speak, and then locked the door at the stairway directly from the inside.

The two entered the back room one after the other, and immediately held their hands tightly together.

"thrush!"

"eagle!"

The shopkeeper's surname is Song. On the surface, he is the shopkeeper of the silk and satin village, but in fact, he is the stationmaster of the military martial arts city station, code-named Eagle, and he is also Bai Xiaonian's only contact and superior.

"Why did you send an emergency call all of a sudden?" Su Yi asked straight to the point without exchanging pleasantries.

Whenever De Shunxiang advertised on the Wugong City Daily that there was a new material coming, it was Eagle who urgently contacted Su Yi to meet.

Generally speaking, the two never meet if there is no important matter. Even if there is something to report, Bai Xiaonian will only leave information in a fixed dead mailbox, and will not come directly to Eagle.

"Of course there is something important to do." Eagle looked solemn, "Otherwise I wouldn't let you come here at the risk. Come, sit, let me make a long story short."

After taking his seat, Eagle took out a blank piece of paper and hurriedly wrote and drew on it, writing while saying: "Two things, first, there is definite news that Takeda of the Zhe Peng Secret Service Division is building his own intelligence network, and as soon as possible Find out what's going on inside his organization. Second..."

He pointed to the sketch he had just drawn and continued: "This address in the Gongchenqiao Japanese Concession recently brought a batch of goods, which were just confiscated by Zhepeng soldiers. You should find a way to find out the internal structure of this warehouse and the deployment of troops. Also find out if it's a trap."

"These two things, you can check the first one slowly, but the second one has to be quick, it's best to give me the answer within three days!"

As the eagle spoke, he struck a match and burned the sketch he had just drawn.

The fire light flickered on and off, and the expression on Su Yi's face was also cloudy and uncertain.

He didn't know if Bai Xiaonian had doubts in the past, but now, he doubted the source of the two pieces of information about Eagle.

Even he didn't know about Takeda's establishment of an intelligence network, so how did Eagle know?
But he didn't ask too much, just nodded to show that he knew.

"This is your salary for the past four months." The eagle took out a wad of money, "I have kept it with me since we met last time, and now it is returned to the original owner."

"Thank you." Su Yi put it away without any nonsense, "Is there anything else?"

"There is another job that is not official, please pay attention." The eagle hesitated slightly, and said, "This matter was originally a task for Jinling, but if there is news from our side, it will be considered meritorious service. Just ask Zhe Peng People's military plans in Jinzhou, do they really want to fight, or is it just military blackmail?"

Jinju?

Su Yi was slightly taken aback.

He recalled this point in time, and immediately remembered the famous defeat—the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain.

This was one of the few large-scale battles against Japan by the Guojun on the frontal battlefield after the War of Resistance Against Japan entered a stalemate.

In the end, the war suffered heavy casualties, and almost the entire army was wiped out. Jiang called it "the greatest shame in the history of the Anti-Japanese War."

Su Yi mused, he must combine the conclusions of later generations, organize language, and create some "prophetic" information, hoping to attract the attention of Wudu and avoid tragedy as much as possible.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly woke up.

Of course, Eagle can't be an actor, but what if an actor also contacts Eagle and learns of his "outrageous words"?
This possibility is not impossible, after all, Eagle is very suspicious about the source of Takeda's intelligence!
Su Yi secretly reviewed his carelessness.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it." In the end, Su Yi just nodded.

Before leaving, the eagle stuffed Su Yi with a batch of high-quality materials, which indeed came from the capital.

In this way, the purpose of Su Yi's coming here is very clear and will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

After leaving the silk and satin village, Liu Dequan immediately drove the car in front of Su Yi, Su Yi bent down and said to him: "Dequan, you go back first, I'm going to Guangde Building to listen to a play, it's getting late when I get home. "

Liu Dequan let out a "hey" and asked, "Then shall I pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow, Secretary Bai?"

"As usual." Su Yi nodded, straightened up, turned his head and walked across the street.

Listening to opera is not only to maintain Bai Xiaonian's personality, but also to "learn opera".

As for Kunqu opera, Su Yi didn't know it at all, and he had basically never heard it before, and he was not interested at all.

But now, if he doesn't know how to do it, he has to know how to sing Kunqu opera.

Not only must you be able to sing, but you must also sing well.

This is undoubtedly very difficult. Su Yi, a Northwesterner, wants to use the standard Wu Nong soft language to babble and sing in an opera. No matter how he thinks, it is unreliable, but he must do it.

He had to use the shortest possible time to make himself look like he was proficient in Kunqu opera, and he had to fool everyone.

The original Bai Xiaonian was also a frequent visitor of Guangde Building. After Su Yi entered, Dr. Cha took him directly to the old place on the second floor facing the street and next to the window, and served Lu'an melon slices and a plate of salted watermelon seeds without asking. , a plate of dried plums.

A man and a woman on the stage sang something. Su Yi listened to it for a long time and didn't even understand a single word.

And babbling, it's really annoying to listen to.

Su Yi forced himself to look intoxicated, instead of explaining the meaning carefully, he simply wrote down their pronunciation, melody and rhythm.

The main thing I remember is Tsing Yi's libretto and style.

Even if he didn't listen to the opera, Su Yi could still tell which one belonged to Tsing Yi and which belonged to Xiaosheng.

Half an hour later, Su Yi's brain was swollen, and he memorized some of them intermittently through forced memory.If I stay any longer, I can't remember anymore, so I just leave.

It wasn't until he went out that he noticed the water sign at the door, which said today's performance information.

He found the row corresponding to the time period, with the words "A Dream in the Garden" written on it.

It was only then that I suddenly realized what the babbling and babbling that had been filling my head all afternoon was.

Deliberately going two streets away, Su Yi covered his face with a scarf, went to a shop named Lin Ji Mofang, cut a few knives of paper, weighed a few catties of ink, and then walked back.

By the time we got home, it was already dark.

There is also a gas stove and heating in the house, and the lights and telephones are connected to the upper and lower attics.

Looking at the city of Hangzhou, there are not many that can achieve such conditions.

This is all thanks to Zhang Yiting.

Su Yi closed and locked the door, found the innermost room, hung up quilts to block the doors and windows, counted as sound insulation, and began to babble and practice singing while recalling the memorized singing.

After singing for about two hours, Su Yi's mouth was parched.

He didn't know if he was singing correctly, but his voice was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to continue singing, otherwise, if someone heard that his voice was hoarse at work tomorrow, people might be suspicious.

Su Yi tidied up the room, went out to the study, spread out the paper, and began to practice seriously according to a document he had written.

This practice lasted until three o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)