Chapter 87 (1/2)

Unexpectedly, the owner of this shabby tea garden is an invisible rich man. The layout of this room fully reflects what is called low-key luxury.

Just this barrel with a good smell can't be bought by ordinary people.

A handy little servant girl soon filled the bucket with hot water, which was originally used for bathing after Guo Yanchuan's play. Now it's all cheap, Gu Zheng.

For him who hasn't had a good bath since he came to this world, it's just like someone gave him a pillow when he was sleepy. It's very comfortable.

No, he was alone in such a big room. While rubbing the stained mud, he sang the excerpts of Xiaosheng opera he had learned since childhood.

The clear singing passed through the window and reached Guo Yan, who had been waiting anxiously by the door.

At this time, Guo Yan is like a bean popsicle in dog days. He feels cool from head to foot. Don't mention how comfortable he is.

Unexpectedly, this young coachman is a hidden expert at all.

I thought his old life drama had been sung deeply. Who would think that his young life was really good at it. The singing in this tone was amazing and detoured for three days.

No, I have to persuade Shifu to change the play when he comes on stage. You know, Xiaosheng wants to sing well. That's the most rare thing!

Well, even the master called.

Before Guo Yan could figure out his persuasion speech, Gu Zheng in the house should shout, ”Guo Yan, do you have a towel? I've packed it up.”

”Ah! Yes!”

In response, Guo Yan, who was very dogleg, directly handed Gu Zheng the white towel he had put on his arm early.

Who thought, as soon as he pushed the door in, he was stunned in the shower room.

I saw a person in the room, naked without a thread. This is not the reason for his stupidity. After all, who hasn't been in the bathhouse once or twice these days? There are a lot of white notes in the waves.

What really stunned Guo Yan was Gu Zheng's face exposed after erecting his thick broken hair for the convenience of singing and dressing up for a while.

This is different from the dog blood plot in traditional TV dramas, in which the heroine takes off a pair of glasses and is shocked by the overbearing president.

It's more shocking than a lame beggar. When he comes out, he's as scary as your male god.

Seeing the other party's response, Gu Zheng took the towel into his hand and wiped it calmly.

”I said I was not suitable for public appearance. Today I have the right to take a bath here. When my hair is dry, I will slip out the back door, which will not affect your business.”

After hearing Gu Zheng's words, Guo Yan, who stood on the spot, immediately stopped petrified. He blocked the door with a brisk step: ”don't! I'm surprised. Don't say it, master. You're really not suitable to sing Xiaosheng now. My plan will change again.”

”Wait for me, boss Gu and master Gu. Don't go. I have a way!! wait! Wait for me to come back.”

Guo Yan ran out of the room while making a fuss, and soon ran back wheezing and panting.

This time, he had many more clothes in his hands, and the costumes used for singing were basically brought by him.

The old man's fake beard, the oil paint for his appearance, the tools for painting his makeup, and a dressing mirror with a faint and bright wave photo.

It's hard to buy such a complete set for the second ancestor. Gu Zheng didn't have to move his nest and dressed up directly in this rather spacious room.