High Score Movie Life

Chapter 182
It was just a three-story brick and wood building, but the woman still jumped from the second floor.

At this height, even if there is no one below, it is okay for people to fall.

It was because I saw someone beautiful that I was eager to show off so I stepped forward. Unexpectedly, I jumped higher than the building others jumped from.

It's okay to hug and hug her in the air to take advantage of her. After landing, she pretends to be sympathetic to her and act like a hero saving her. It's really too much.

If you look carefully, you can see that although the woman in her arms is dressed up in a fancy way, her facial features are quite noble, and she has the energy to stand out from the mud.

The two of them were leaning on each other and moving intimately. In order to enjoy the warm fragrance of nephrite for a while longer, He Shen quietly exerted force on his arms and asked the woman, hoping to divert her attention.

"Dare you ask the girl her name? Why did you commit suicide by jumping off the building?"

Familiar routines are commonplace for women. As the top brand of Huamanlou, they are greeted and sent to flatter each other every day. What kind of men have never seen before, and what kind of moves have never been dismantled.

As for the man in front of him, he was strong, handsome and handsome, and seemed to know some kung fu. The most important thing was that he was dressed luxuriously and should have some assets. The woman was annoyed, but she didn't complain.

"Thank you, Master, for your help. Can you let me go first?"

In full view of everyone on the street, even though the woman was thick-skinned, she couldn't stop Youyou from speaking.

Junior brother Cheng Dieyi knew that beauty was about to cause trouble when he started dancing with Shen. When he saw the two of them kissing each other, his jealousy was instantly overturned. The eight alleys were full of free-spirited women!

"Senior brother, let this girl go quickly."

He Shen smiled sheepishly and immediately let go of his arms.

"I'm really sorry. The girl was frightened just now. She was afraid that her legs and feet would be unstable, so she helped her a little. Junior brother came just in time and worked with me to persuade this girl. How can you commit suicide when life is precious?"

Cheng Dieyi raised his head and looked upstairs. There were a few drunken men lying on the railing, pointing down, with lewd eyes and debauched behavior. Looking at the tall and resolute figure of the gorgeous woman, this was clearly suicide. Run for your life!
He spat at Chao Heshen with a slight dissatisfaction, called the rickshaw driver over and urged: "Brother, don't delay any longer, there are still several houses that I haven't visited yet."

Suddenly, a wine jug was thrown down and hit the woman's face, and He Shen quickly stretched out his hand to pull it, and the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered.

The woman also had a violent temper. Seeing that she was not injured, she raised her hand and pointed upstairs and cursed: "Bad bastard, a bunch of sluts raised by girls! Auntie jumped down, why don't you jump, who said just now that the peony flower died, Even being a ghost is pretty cool!"

The second-generation ancestors of the bunch of drunkards and rice-bags above suddenly became anxious and shouted angrily: "Let him go down, go down, you wait!"

This group of people swarmed around He Shen and the woman. Among them was a bald man who recognized him and warned with a hint of sting: "Who am I? It turns out to be Boss Duan of the Guan Family Theater Troupe."

A gangster with a middle parting had also heard of him. He threw down the wine bottle in his hand, pointed at Heshen and shouted: "Boss Duan, right? Everyone comes here to have fun, and the flowers are all white." The great ocean, don’t find anything to be unhappy about!”

After saying that, he picked up the woman and dragged her upstairs.

The woman refused to be humiliated, she cursed and struggled hard, but in the end, the woman's skin was soft and her body was weak, and she was helpless with longing and deep eyes.

Cheng Dieyi secretly thought it was not good, but saw that He Shen had reached out to hold the man's wrist, and when he twisted it casually, the man screamed in pain, and quickly surrendered and begged for mercy: "Oh..., be gentle..., let go! Let go!" Boss Duan, what do you want?"

He Shen released his palms, raised his fists at everyone and said, "I happened to pass by Huamanlou today. Duan and his junior brother want to rest here for a while. Why don't they let this girl accompany them? I hope it's convenient for you all."

As soon as he finished speaking, a guy immediately shouted: "Who the hell are you! An actor wants us to have sex, do you know! This bitch is the number one in Huamanlou, how many people have to wait for Huamanlou to do it?" Thank you all, and I didn't even kiss Fangze!"

Cheng Dieyi really didn't want to go to a place like this, so she pulled He Shen and persuaded him: "Brother, let's go. It's not worth it for this kind of woman."

He Shen is such a playboy, how can he just leave when something like this happens.

He protected the woman behind him with his backhand, pointed at the gangsters and said: "I guess you are all wealthy people, so let's not do anything stupid. You all go together! If Duan wins, this girl behind him will Closed today.”

"Don't talk nonsense! Come on, brothers, shoulder to shoulder."

This group of people is more straightforward than He Shen. Fighting is commonplace on weekdays. A dozen or so people will fight each other. No matter what, it seems that one side has the upper hand.

Both sides didn't bring anyone with them, so they were punching hard, but they were the ones getting beaten.

With He Shen's current martial arts skills, killing chickens and beasts is a piece of cake. Every punch he throws goes straight to the vital point, causing pain that makes people fall to the ground, but does not hurt their lives.

In the blink of an eye, there were about ten people lying on the ground at the entrance of Huamanlou, bending over and screaming in agony.

As a famous place in the Bada Hutong, the people around were either prostitutes or brothel ladies. They gradually gathered around. Some of the people lying on the ground knew each other, and some knew them well.

Don't tell me, the drama in front of me is more exciting than the ditty sung by Sister Yao.

No one thought that Boss Duan, who was singing at the front door, had this ability.

He Shen stood in the center, patted the dust on his robe, and said to the people on the ground: "Okay, you don't have to worry. Duan didn't do anything heavy-handed. He could lie on the ground for a quarter of an hour at most, and then he could stand up and move around. No. It will leave some hidden wounds."

After saying that, he pulled his junior brother up and walked into the door of Huamanlou.

Cheng Dieyi felt uncomfortable all over since she walked in. She closed her eyes tightly, covered her ears, and kept her mind clear of distracting thoughts.

After entering the private room upstairs, I breathed a sigh of relief.

But he saw a row of girls standing in front of him, with all kinds of girls, including fat, thin, and beautiful. They glared at He Shen and complained angrily.

"Brother! How could we come to a place like this?"

"I can come, and so can you. Just keep an eye on her for a while. The girl here is dangerous and can easily lead me to make mistakes!"

"It's okay if you don't come. Any mistakes you make are not excuses. When I can't bear it any longer, I will take their lives to make you give up on this idea."

"No! No! They are also poor people, no different from you and me. Don't forget that your mother is too..." At this point, He Shen shut up and stopped talking.

But seeing Cheng Dieyi sitting at the table meticulously, staring at the row of women, people couldn't help but feel a little surprised, they couldn't be serious.

"Mom, let them withdraw. I will accompany these two gentlemen."

The girl who had just jumped off the building lifted the curtain and walked into the room with a smile. She lightly fanned the stool with her handkerchief. She lifted up the back of her cheongsam and sat gracefully next to He Shen.

He picked up a glass of red medicinal wine and thanked her deeply: "Little girl Juxian, I would like to thank Mr. Duan for saving my life."

After speaking, he dried it in one gulp.

He Shen was playing with the jade pendant on his waist. When he heard the word Juxian, he suddenly looked up and happened to see this woman's cheerfulness.

"It must not be the first time you dare to jump off a building, so how can you save your life?"

The kiln ladies who make it to the top are all human sperm, and every word and every action contains flattery, and they try their best to cater to the customers' preferences, and this Juxian girl is already familiar with it.

"Juxian is grateful not only for jumping off the building, but also for being forced in front of the door. Mr. Duan is a man."

"You don't need to say it!"

Cheng Dieyi is now surrounded by soldiers, not to mention being in the enemy camp, so he is even more cautious and does not give the opponent any chance.

"Who is this?" Seeing that the other party didn't give a good look, Juxian looked at He Shen and didn't get angry, so he asked lightly.

"My junior brother Cheng Dieyi is well-known in the capital for his green clothes." He Shen introduced him by patting his junior brother on the shoulder.

"It turns out to be Mr. Cheng. The little girl has blind eyes and cannot recognize Mount Tai."

"Taishan doesn't dare to take it! It's getting late, senior brother, I'll wait for you outside."

Cheng Dieyi clenched his fists and stood up, took a deep look at Miss Juxian, opened the door and walked downstairs.

He Shen knew his temper too well. If they were having fun here today, he might really kill them and make them suffer unreasonable disaster.

"Miss Juxian, let's talk another day. I will help you once today. Be careful of their revenge in the future. There is really no way..."

He Shen paused, and seeing the woman's pleading face, he felt soft and blurted out: "Come to the Guan Family Theater Troupe to find me. Duan will help me as much as I can."

"Mr. Duan, what a gentleman!" Miss Juxian said with a happy face.

"Hurry up and whip!"

Why do you want to make a promise? The girl is called Juxian. In the original work, the two of them are married. Since they met this fate by chance, why not create an opportunity.

Only this time, not the next time.

What's more, without feelings, women don't dare to commit their lives to each other. Over time, they will forget each other in the world.

Getting on the rickshaw again, Cheng Dieyi immediately told the driver to leave.

No, we must leave Bada Hutong!

He was completely offended by the coachman's self-assertion earlier, so he didn't stop the entire journey and left after seeing every place he visited.

At sunset, the two finally fell in love with a house, located on Taiping Street to the west of the overpass. It had eight houses in the second courtyard, a decent location and a good place to live.

The rent is naturally not cheap. The monthly rent is 20 yuan, which is shared equally between He Shen and his junior brother, so it doesn't feel like a hardship.

After all, they are famous actors in the capital. Just the pink headdresses given by movie fans are enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime.

As for finding someone to customize the bedding and butterfly clothes for home, He Shen disagreed: "Why spend so much money? This is not a place where you and I will live forever."

"Oh? Senior brother has other ideas. Can you tell me about it?"

The house faces south, and He Shen stood outside the gate, looking up at the empty space under the eaves, thinking a lot in his mind.

"Die Yi, you usually only like to practice martial arts and sing opera, and ignore the worldly affairs. But how can you be detached from the world while living in the mortal world? The general trend is like a rolling torrent, destroying everything and sucking you and me into it."

"It doesn't matter if the torrent rolls or the sky collapses, as long as I can follow my senior brother, it has nothing to do with me!"

Cheng Dieyi really didn't care. He only had drama and harmony in his heart. Having both would be a paradise on earth. Losing both would be an endless hell.

"I plan to go south next year, so you have to be prepared. Peking opera is rarely heard in the south, and the reputation in the north is not so good. I think everything will have to start over, so save your money!"

"How long will you be going? Is Miss Gong Er going too?" After asking, I prayed in my heart that it would be best not to let the scorpion spirit follow.

"The specific time has not been determined, but it will take several years anyway. As for Miss Gong, her hometown is in the northeast and she will not follow us south."

very good!
Going south to sing opera is simply a wise act, which shows that my senior brother still has me in his heart.

Cheng Dieyi felt relaxed and happy at the moment. She really wanted to take advantage of the night to have a dream trip to the garden, use flowers as matchmakers, and dreams as a guide, to make a private life-long commitment with her senior brother.

A few days later, backstage at the Guan family theater troupe, the manager kept urging: "Boss Duan, the wind has been urging us for a long time, please hold on tighter."

"I know, I know, I just need to brighten my voice, and you can go ahead."

He Shen leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head. Dieyi was coloring him with an eyebrow pencil, more gently than an average woman.

"Master Guan said that there will be a distinguished guest coming to the theater today. His name is Master Yuan. He is the overlord of the pear garden industry. Yesterday, he specifically asked me to work harder. If I catch his eye, you and I will make further progress." .”

"Going further may lead to an abyss. If one has to retreat bravely from the rapids, it is called knowing the opportunity. Anyway, we will leave in a year."

"I listen to my senior brother, no matter what the fourth or fifth masters are, they are just rice worms with their corpses lying on their backs. The whiter they get, the more they look like maggots."

If Yuan Shiqing heard this, he would probably vomit blood in anger.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Duan Xiaolou and Cheng Dieyi walked onto the stage and performed a soul-stirring and tragic performance of "Farewell My Concubine".

After it was over, Fourth Master Yuan was really impressed by Cheng Dieyi and came backstage to give him a generous gift.

But the two of them had nothing to ask for, just like meeting ordinary theater fans and friends, they were distant but polite.

Even so, Fourth Master Yuan was very happy. Not only did he spend huge sums of money to support him, but he also went around to spread the word.

More than a month later, late one night.

In the Taiping Street section of Nancheng, at the stone table in the middle of the courtyard, He Shen and Cheng Dieyi sat opposite each other.

Cheng Dieyi threw a white piece and frowned, while He Shen stared at the night sky in boredom. This was because their chess skills were very different. One was like a baby who was just learning, and the other was an old thief who had experienced several lives.

"Bang, bang, bang," there was a deep knock on the door. It didn't sound urgent, but it was very hard.

Seeing that his junior brother was still thinking hard, He Shen stretched his waist and stood up.

"Think about it first, I'll go see who's knocking on the door in the middle of the night!"

"It's probably those policemen and soldiers who have made a lot of money in the past few days in the name of arresting students, marchers, and thugs."

He Shen smiled and didn't answer, subconsciously using his breath perception, but he didn't expect that there were two acquaintances outside the door.

Hearing He Shen's footsteps coming to open the door, an eager and tired old man asked at the crack of the door; "But uncle? The young lady is injured and needs medical treatment as soon as possible."

Opening the courtyard door, two figures fell in. It seemed that not only Miss Gong Er was injured, but the old slave was also seriously injured. Fortunately, he was awake.

He Shen quickly stretched out his hand to support the woman's waist, and ran from the front yard to the main room in the back yard with a few quick steps, which was shockingly fast.

Just as Cheng Dieyi was about to ask, he turned around and saw an old man covered in blood, holding a monkey in his arms with its limbs drooped, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

At this time, He Shen's voice came from inside: "Dieyi, go clean up the blood outside the door. It's really not clean. Kill a few chickens to borrow some blood and spread it as far around as possible. The farther the better."

"Uncle Jiang, don't come in yet. I need boiling water. If I'm not dead, hurry up and boil it in the kitchen!"

(End of this chapter)