After Waking up Beside the Villain

Haicheng has been raining since last night.

The lead cloud was heavy, and the gray-black sky was like a rag that was not wrung out.

Bai Chu got up early in the morning and moved things down from the attic.

The small courtyard of Fengxiang Class is filled with young teenagers who have not been on the stage a few times. Maybe there is no future. After another two years, when the age is over, and nothing can be done, each will find a way out, and he will not be able to eat plain rice.

Bai Chu has a good voice, a beautiful face, and a beautiful figure. It stands to reason that he is definitely not the type that has no future, but he also lives here.

Nothing else, just because no one was used to him from childhood to adulthood, and the class leader also felt that he had a bad temper and stage fright.

But today he has his own yard and is moving out of here.

Maybe it was the church meeting on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month that gave him courage, or maybe it was the credit of the half pound of walnut cakes in the Zhouji dim sum shop, but in short, his life gradually improved in the past few months. Earth has changed dramatically.

Three days ago, he made his debut on the stage of Shanghai Grand Theater and sang a new play by a gentleman.

He can be considered a character in size, but he can't compare with those famous characters who are famous in Haicheng, so he still has to be cautious.

But Bai Chu thought about it, and was ready to sing.

There are broken mountains and rivers, and the city springs with deep grass and trees.

After the play was finished, he gave out a large sum of silver dollars, broke off the relationship with Fengxiang class, bought a house by himself, went to live outside, and ventured outside. The old class teacher pointed at his forehead and scolded him for being unconscionable and scornful. He scolded him for two whole days, but Bai Chu turned a deaf ear.

He put all the things that belonged to him in the attic, and there were not many, only two boxes.

Checking the box again, Bai Chu got up and went to close the small window of the attic.

The small window is facing a street, and across the street is a newly built middle school. Some flyers soaked in the drizzle floated along the street, most of which were printed with the words "refuse to sign, cancel the secret contract" and "Qingzhou is dead, the country is not the country".

Bai Chu knows words, can read some articles, and knows that the so-called signing thing has been violent recently, but he doesn't understand it very well. The trouble is involved.

A country is not a country, a family is not a family, he has only just passed his own life and understands a little, and has no energy to think about other things.

How happy.

But he only sings and doesn't know anything else.

However, if you want to come to Haicheng, the foreigners still say that it doesn't count. This is Mr. Yu's place.

He knew that the people in Haicheng were just like him. They were afraid of Mr. Yu and regarded him as the King of Yama and the Emperor of Earth. But he thought, if something really happened, it would still depend on Mr. Yu. It had nothing to do with whether he was afraid or scolded.

He rented a sedan chair, and when negotiating the price, the sedan chairman said that he would help carry the box down.

Stepping on the stairs that have been eroded by rain all the year round is a crunching sound, which is extremely sour.

The bearer moved things downstairs, and Bai Chu followed behind and went down.

Halfway through, a voice suddenly came from below.

"What are you doing... What are you doing? Moving? Who told you to move, where are the people in the attic? Bai Chu... Bai Chu!"

Bai Chu was in a trance when he heard the movement.

Since Li Lingbi moved out and was with Xuan Qinghe, Bai Chu has not seen his former friend for a month. This made his life a lot easier, and he didn't have to deal with this eccentric person in a state he was not used to.

It's just that he secretly tried black dog blood boy urine and the like, and quietly bought a charm, but he didn't see any effect.

But he can no longer be friends with Li Lingbi.

"I'm moving out of the troupe."

Bai Chu walked down the stairs with a normal expression.

Speaking, he looked at the current Li Lingbi - this person's appearance is originally a woman's glamorous and charming, but now he is away from the role of an actor, but he is dressed more brightly than on the stage, dark purple The bright red satin clothes are dazzling.

"The people in the troupe said it wasn't false. You really broke up with the troupe, and you want to move out and start your own business?"

Li Lingbi showed disbelief on her face: "No, why do you want to move out when you're good? The troupe raised you and taught you, why do you want to leave? Wait, Bai Chu, right? ... Are you in contact with Mr. Yu? Mr. Yu wants to take you away?"

After listening to the front, Bai Chu thought that his visit to the Zhouji dim sum shop was exposed, and he couldn't help being surprised. But after listening to it, he felt relieved.

Bai Chu calmed down, frowned and said, "I have nothing to do with Mr. Yu at all, you say these things, it's not even catching the wind. Ling Bi, you always talk nonsense like this, If you speak openly, sooner or later you will get into trouble."

Seeing that Bai Chu's expression did not seem to be fake, Li Lingbi also stopped guessing and wondered: "Then why do you have to leave the troupe, the troupe treats you well?"

Bai Chu said with a smile: "There's nothing particularly bad, but nothing good either. When I walk out of here, I just don't owe each other, there's nothing to say."

Li Lingbi keenly heard her dissatisfaction with Fengxiang Class from Bai Chu's words.

He glanced at the two bearers who were carrying boxes out, and suddenly felt that he had come to this book, and the butterfly's wings were fanned so hard that it had already turned the plot beyond recognition. Said that even the protagonist has changed his temperament.

You know, in his memory, although Bai Chu in this book "Pear Garden of the Republic of China" has always been bullied in Fengxiang class, he never said anything bad about Fengxiang class. Just silently weeping. Later, he became a blockbuster. With Yu Jingzhi as his backer, he never broke up with Fengxiang Class, and he was very grateful to the old class leader.

But now, all that has changed.

Li Lingbi carefully looked at the young man in front of her, and always felt that something was different.

"Bai Chu, your talent was given by the troupe, you..."

Li Lingbi was only halfway through when she was interrupted by Bai Chu.

"My ability is on my own. I have not forgotten the troupe's teaching. If you want to know, you can ask the troupe how much ocean he took from me the day before yesterday." Bai Chu's eyes were cold, " Li Lingbi, there is no reason why this troupe can leave without you, but I cannot."

Li Lingbi almost didn't know the protagonist in front of her: "Bai Chu, how did you become like this?"

Seeing that the luggage has been moved, Bai Chu doesn't want to entangle with Li Lingbi anymore, just glanced at him and said, "Li Lingbi, you have never regarded me as a friend, and I will not recognize you as a friend. friend's."

After saying that, Bai Chu quickly walked along the moss-covered path to the back door, and walked away neatly.

Li Lingbi stood in the center of the yard, feeling aggrieved.

He didn't expect that he would treat Bai Chu so well after wearing it. He always thought about saving Bai Chu from Yu Jingzhi's claws in the future. He came back to him this time. Chu didn't say that he fell in love with him, even if he didn't treat him as a friend, he was really feeding the dog with all his heart.

Li Lingbi couldn't figure out what went wrong.

He turned around sadly and angrily, but saw that many young people in the yard were watching the fun and didn't even practice kung fu.

Li Lingbi kept her face sullen all the way, took the rickshaw back to her residence, wanted to complain to Xuanqinghe, but did not see the shadow of Xuanqinghe, when she asked the next person, he said that Xuanqinghe sent someone to tell, I've been busy with the factory for the past two days, so I won't come.

After hearing this, Li Lingbi has a feeling that her boyfriend is working overtime and neglecting him in modern society. Usually, the best way to solve his boredom is to go to a bar for a drink. , and then go to the disco to vent and enjoy the nightlife.

There are no nightclubs in this era, but there are dance halls and brothels.

Li Lingbi is not interested in the brothel, he is not good with women, but you can still play in the dance hall.

Li Lingbi couldn't sit still at home. She couldn't stand it until she had dinner, so she didn't hesitate anymore, went out the door, took a rickshaw and went straight to Baile Door.

He recently got acquainted with a German official named Adams through some relationships. Today, he waited for a whole day before meeting with Adams after dinner to discuss some business and factory support.

Deutsche's machinery is very famous, and in today's world, it is also the most advanced, which is why Xuanqinghe established a machinery factory and found Adams.

The first meeting was very short, Adams didn't express his attitude clearly, and Xuan Qinghe didn't care. This was not something that could be done overnight.

When leaving Adams' residence, Xuan Qinghe noticed that Adams' housekeeper had brought in another blond foreigner, and a car was parked outside to send the foreigner over.

Xuanqinghe took a second look, and found that the person in the passenger seat of the car turned out to be Du Tianming, the well-known chairman of the Tianming Society.

"Master?"

The driver who opened the car door said.

Xuanqinghe retracted his gaze, sat in the car, thought for a moment, and said, "Write down the brand of the car in front of you, and go check whose car it is."

He had a feeling that the foreigner who entered just now was definitely not an ordinary person.

In Adams' living room, a beautiful dancing girl made of ceramics popped out of the clock, followed by the chiming of the time.

Pete sat on a chair covered with velvet cushions, watching the wine-red liquid slowly flowing into the goblet in front of him, said: "Adams, you should choose to believe me. I came to China The land is only half a year, and there is no such ability to do anything to your people."

"And it's a fact that England will always be your friend, isn't it?"

Adams, who poured the red wine himself, moved and put down the bottle.

"I have always believed in your friendliness."

Adams raised his eyebrows and said, "But that's not what the meeting in Europe said. Germany is defeated, so we can sit and drink together like this. You also understand the reasoning. Yes, Pete."

Pete smiled and raised his glass: "European affairs are European affairs, we are now in China."

Adams toasted him.

It's a matter of Europe. I'm in China, and I won't give in or leave easily. At least, I won't do that until Europe urges me."

"So, now I need some explanation from you."

Pete's eyes sank: "What kind of explanation do you want?"

"I have some doubts about Yu Jingzhi." Adams seemed to say very directly.

"Yu Jingzhi?" Pete frowned slightly, "You want me to test him? I remember he used to be your partner, he was based in Haicheng, he has the current power, and he has With your help. Now you're trying to tell me that your partnership has broken down?"

Adams smiled and shook his head: "No, maybe not yet."

As if observing Adams's expression inadvertently, Pete said slowly: "I can tell you, Adams, I have done some things a long time ago. Although Yu Jingzhi is a The strange arrogant Chinese also has a lot to do with those progressives, but there's really nothing suspicious about him."

"He's no different from those selfish blood-sucking worms. At least that's what I got."

"However, if that's what you need, as a friend, I won't say no."

Adams smiled, did not answer, but raised his glass again.

In an hour.

Pete walked out of Adams' residence with a hint of alcohol, Adams sent him to the door, and the two waved friendly goodbye.

The car turned and faded away under the street light.

In the car, Pete was leaning in the back seat, the drunkenness on his face dissipated, leaving only sober. He glanced back incredulously, and whispered, "German bullshit."

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at Du Tianming who was driving in the driver's seat: "Where's your son, Mr. Du?"

It was Du Qi who was driving when he came, but there were only two people in the car at this time, Pete and Du Tianming.

Du Tianming glanced in the rearview mirror and said in a low voice, "Du Qi has gone to handle the affairs of the gang."

Pete just asked casually and didn't care, he closed his eyes and began to think about what Adams said.

He told Adams that he believed in Yu Jingzhi and did not intend to deal with him again, which was also nonsense. In fact, as long as the fat piece of Haicheng does not move here for a day, then he will not let Yu Jingzhi go.

There are more and more people who want to eat this piece of fat. For these people, Yu Jingzhi is a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and will never have any other attitude.

It's not that easy to get rid of Yu Jingzhi's power in Haicheng.

So, Pete is very clear that facing some requests from Adams, for the time being, he will not refuse. It's just that in the process of completing these requirements, whether he will do something that Adams feels is redundant, then he can't guarantee it.

It was also this wet night with drizzle, and the paramount cars and horses in the middle of the night were getting thinner.

Li Lingbi, who smelled of alcohol, separated from the two young masters with oily heads and noodles, and staggered out of the ballroom.

He was so drunk that he couldn't even remember to stop the rickshaw, so he just walked forward.

Not long after walking, just leaving the feasting and feasting behind him, acid surged in his stomach. Li Lingbi covered her mouth tightly, looked left and right, and plunged into a dark and narrow alley next to her.

As her throat tightened, Li Lingbi vomited and slammed her shoulder against the wall of the alley.

Most of the drink was vomited out, and Li Lingbi retched for a while before she recovered.

He staggered and suddenly kicked something under his feet. He looked down, but he couldn't stand still and fell down.

Li Lingbi stretched out her hand to touch, the fingers were sticky, like blood.

This made him sober all of a sudden, and he was half drunk.

Li Lingbi raised her head and looked at the injured and comatose person under her body through the faint light from the entrance of the alley.

When he finally could barely see the cold and handsome face in front of him, he was stunned.

This person, he seems to have met in the theater.

They said he was the young master of the Tianminghui, and his name was Du Qi.

…

The location of the arsenal was finally chosen by Yu Jingzhi in a very hidden place, there are some covered factories around, and an abandoned dock where you can transfer some things.

For some drawings or objects, Yu Jingzhi will arrange special personnel to hand over and protect them, and they have done an excellent job in keeping secrets.

So except for finishing work early every night and going home to study the drawings, Chu Yunsheng's life is still as usual, with no changes.

Occasionally Yu Jingzhi would come over in the dark of night, exhausted and unable to say a few words, so he leaned into Chu Yunsheng's arms and fell asleep. On the second day, before dawn, he woke up again and left in a hurry.

After calculating Yu Jingzhi's sleep time, Chu Yunsheng made a special recipe and boiled some soothing decoction for him. Yu Jingzhi frowned and drank it, lying on his pillow, saying that he could sleep well on this bed with or without the soup.

Chu Yunsheng ignored him and just adjusted the prescription to make the taste sweeter.

Chu Yunsheng didn't ask about the result of Yu Jingzhi's going out with Mr. Fang Jiming. Looking at Yu Jingzhi's face getting colder every day, he somewhat guessed the answer.

And in the hospital, many patients seem to always set their eyes on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Yunsheng had a hunch that something might happen.

Sure enough, on the fourth day after he noticed these gazes, on his way to get off work, which was only a few hundred meters away, there was a wounded man who was heading towards the hospital. schoolgirl.

When the female student saw him face to face, she was surprised: "Doctor Chu...Are you Dr. Chu from Renhe Hospital?"

Chu Yunsheng stopped and looked at the beautiful female student.

"Dr. Chu, I'm Jiang Xiuxiu. We met at the hospital last time. Have you finished work at this time? Is the hospital closed? I heard that some hospitals are late at night. No more appointments…”

Speaking, Jiang Xiuxiu let out a sigh, and reached out to touch the wound on her knee.

"Dr. Chu, I accidentally fell and injured myself when I went to the meeting. Could you tell the hospital and help me deal with the wound..."

The water in her eyes, Jiang Xiuxiu looked at Chu Yunsheng pitifully.

But Chu Yunsheng did not receive Jiang Xiuxiu's weak and pitiful signal. He was looking down at the wound on Jiang Xiuxiu's knee, and decided in his heart to make a batch of convenient and practical Band-Aids as soon as possible. Put it on the agenda.

"Doctor Chu?"

Jiang Xiuxiu called again.

Hearing the sound, Chu Yunsheng came back to his senses, and raised his hand calmly to stop a rickshaw that happened to pass by: "Hello, please take this injured patient to Marina Hospital."

After saying this to the driver, Chu Yunsheng looked at Jiang Xiuxiu again, and added half a sentence sincerely: "Miss Jiang, Marina Hospital will accept patients as usual at night, you can rest assured. "

Jiang Xiuxiu was taken aback: "...Ah?"