Chapter 450

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Li Li Xuewu, accompanied by Huang Gan, helped Zhou Meiya and her son into the car. By this time, Ji Wang Weidong had already headed toward the detention cell.

He wouldn't let a moment go to waste; naturally, the sooner such matters were handled, the better, so as not to delay the execution of Fu Fu Haibo's sentence.

This case had nothing to do with Fu Fu Haibo; as long as the source of the case was clarified, the follow-up would be clear upon investigation.

When the Investigation Department looked into someone, there wasn't much trouble. With accurate information already obtained from Li Li Xuewu, Ji Wang Weidong had already sentenced Yu Min to death.

Li Li Xuewu had already given Ji Wang Weidong the contact information for the head of the Security Division at the Steel Mill, so they wouldn't be completely in the dark when they arrived in Steel City.

Furthermore, Xu Ning also had some information that Ji Wang Weidong could refer to.

After finishing the matter, Li Li Xuewu didn't feel any surprise at all.

Even if Fu Fu Haibo hadn't spoken today, he would have eliminated this hidden danger anyway.

At the Steel Mill, the pawn Xu Ning had already started moving, and Yu Min and the others were already on Li Li Xuewu's calculation list.

It was just that Li Li Xuewu was currently considering how to handle it, as it involved too much behind the scenes.

Today, Fu Fu Haibo's eagerness to protect his wife disrupted his own plans, so he could only go with the flow.

Forget it, how much is enough!

Li Li Xuewu gave up the idea of pitting Yu Min again and handed this credit over to Ji Wang Weidong.

After all, he still owed Ji Wang Weidong a favor, and with this case, Ji Wang Weidong wouldn't need to ask him for that thousand yuan.

Li Li Xuewu wasn't stingy, clutching that thousand yuan and refusing to let go; he just didn't want to have a cash transaction with Ji Wang Weidong.

If he gave him the money, he would surely know he hadn't earned little.

But if he didn't give it, Ji Wang Weidong would surely guess wildly, and who knows how he would help him cover the lie.

"Student Fu Fu Zhidong, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

Li Li Xuewu checked the time, pulled the car over to the side of the road, and turned to ask Zhou Meiya and her son sitting in the back.

Because they were waiting for Ji Wang Weidong and had talked for a while, it was already twelve o'clock.

Where could they find a place to eat at this hour?

If he sent the mother and son home, they would have to cook, so it was better to just grab a bite outside.

"Why not just send us home?"

Zhou Meiya looked at Li Li Xuewu and said, "It's not very economical to eat outside."

Indeed, Zhou Meiya and her son had been arranged in Beijing by Li Li Xuewu through special procedures, so their grain and non-staple food ration books were no longer usable.

The house at Haiyuncang wasn't lacking in grain or food; the grain, oil, and meat Li Li Xuewu had brought over, along with Gu Ning's own non-staple food, were enough to eat.

"Don't bother, you'll be hungry by the time you get home."

Li Li Xuewu looked at Fu Fu Zhidong and asked, "Have you decided what to eat?"

Fu Fu Zhidong looked at his mother, his voice a bit hoarse as he said, "Mom, what do you want to eat?"

"Mom can eat anything. What do you want to eat, Fu Zhidong?"

Zhou Meiya also noticed her son was in a bad mood, so she spoke coaxingly.

"Then... then..."

Fu Fu Zhidong looked around, then said, "Then let's have noodles; Mom loves noodles."

"Thank you, Fu Zhidong."

"Mom."

As Li Li Xuewu turned to drive, Fu Fu Zhidong looked at his mother and asked, "I want to go see Tian'anmen; I want to see the red flag."

"Fu Zhidong, Uncle Li is still... today..."

"Let's go. We'll go after we eat," Li Li Xuewu interrupted before Zhou Meiya could finish, saying, "We'll drive toward that side now and find a noodle shop on the way."

"Thank you, Uncle."

"You're welcome!"

It was a straight line from here to the big square with just one turn.

Li Li Xuewu found a Zha Jiang Lu Mian (fried sauce noodle) shop on the road.

It wasn't any century-old shop, because no foolish person would hang a century-old plaque for a Zha Jiang Lu Mian shop.

Although they were all called Zha Jiang Lu Mian, the Beijing style was special and different from other places.

The sauce was fried dry in a small bowl, with the sauce and oil separated.

Then there were the vegetable toppings, which were truly complex and had no fixed rule, depending on the season.

This season produced cucumbers, so the toppings included cucumbers.

This season produced wood ear mushrooms, so the toppings included wood ear mushrooms.

But you wouldn't find cucumbers in winter; it was the same principle as eating roast duck.

Some people called this being overly fastidious!

Hey, that's right, only the poor are fastidious!

Anyway, it was about eating according to the season to get the best flavor.

Three people, three bowls of noodles.

Zhou Meiya sat opposite with her son, ordered a small bowl, picked out noodles for her son to mix, and also picked some from her own bowl to put into her son's big bowl.

Then she pushed the big bowl toward Li Li Xuewu, saying, "It's all yours."

"I'm going to burst!"

Li Li Xuewu laughed and pushed the noodle bowl toward Fu Fu Zhidong, teasing, "It's all yours!"

"Hee hee, I can't eat it!"

Fu Fu Zhidong reached out and pushed the bowl back.

Zhou Meiya laughed as she saw the interaction between Li Li Xuewu and her son.

This person could be terrifying when fierce, yet he could also get along with children.

Usually, she only spoke to her son to educate or take care of him, but looking at Li Li Xuewu, he was actually willing to spend time with the child.

"So delicious!"

Zhou Meiya picked up some noodles to eat and said to her son.

Fu Fu Zhidong also learned to pick up noodles to eat a bite, saying, "So delicious!"

"Hahaha~"

"Hee hee hee~"

Mother and son bumped their foreheads together and laughed.

A child's world always had new things coming in, which could hide certain emotional matters.

But in the adult world, sadness wasn't so easy to hide.

However, Zhou Meiya was forcing herself to let go of the sadness; just as Fu Fu Haibo had said, forgetting him and forgetting the past was the most responsible attitude toward her child.

Her child was the apple of her eye, and for his healthy growth, she had to be happy and blissful.

If they were in Steel City, Zhou Meiya would have scrambled to pay when the three of them went shopping.

But just now, when ordering noodles, Zhou Meiya didn't open her mouth to pay.

She accepted it; she accepted that Li Li Xuewu was taking care of them.

She also had to accept it; she had to let Li Li Xuewu take care of the two of them.

Fu Fu Haibo's words to her weren't a test; the two of them had already reached this point, and both knew that what was said then were final words.

So Zhou Meiya didn't say anything negative then, but promised to raise the child.

Now, her attitude toward Li Li Xuewu was different from when they left the villa.

Just as Li Li Xuewu was finishing his bowl, Zhou Meiya took the bowl and helped him mix the noodles.

Li Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow at Zhou Meiya's action, but seeing Fu Fu Zhidong holding the noodle soup bowl and drinking, he didn't say anything.

Soon, Li Li Xuewu finished his noodles just as Fu Fu Zhidong let out a burp.

"Wow, Uncle, you're so amazing!"

"Hahaha."

Li Li Xuewu gave a bitter laugh, saying, "Sometimes, eating isn't called excellent, and it doesn't need praise."

"Fu Zhidong."

Zhou Meiya laughed, picked up her son, placed him on the ground, and signaled him to go with Uncle Li.

Fu Fu Zhidong looked at his mother and tried to hold Li Li Xuewu's hand.

Li Li Xuewu was stunned when Fu Fu Zhidong's small hand grabbed his, then he applied a little force to hold the child's hand.

Fu Fu Zhidong looked up at his uncle, and seeing that his uncle wasn't looking at him but was holding his hand as they walked out, he laughed and trotted along with his small legs.

Zhou Meiya, with her wool coat draped over her arm, walked behind them with a smile.

At this time, the big square was just like the small square downstairs at your home.

You might not see people square dancing, you might not see grilled cold noodles, handmade yogurt, or fruit bowls, but you would definitely see people setting up stalls to sell fruit.

Not only fruit sellers, you could see people selling anything, because there were no fences at this time; as long as you didn't litter and kept it clean, nobody bothered you.

Li Li Xuewu parked the car in an empty spot and led the mother and son toward the center of the square.

"So many people!"

Fu Fu Zhidong looked at the people in the square and let out a sigh.

Indeed, because it was the weekend and people were out flying kites, there were even more people.

This could be considered a famous "check-in spot"; if you looked carefully, you could really find people taking photos here.

Why did Fu Fu Zhidong want to see the red flag? Because this was considered a holy land in the hearts of the people across the country, a check-in holy land.

"It's too rushed this time; we'll come again next time," Li Li Xuewu said with a smile, looking at Fu Fu Zhidong, who was watching people take photos. "Next time, we'll bring a camera."

"Okay!"

Fu Fu Zhidong replied and trotted off to see the red flag.

Li Li Xuewu followed slowly, watching; it seemed that watching the child and talking to him could relieve his stress.

He did like talking to children, at least more than talking to adults, especially about work.

Every sentence, every word, he had to think over and over before saying it.

Living is really tiring.

Just as he was watching the child, Li Li Xuewu suddenly felt his arm being hugged; he turned to look and saw it was Zhou Meiya.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"If you're doing nothing, why are you doing this?"

"What did I do by doing this?"

Zhou Meiya glanced at Li Li Xuewu, let go, and walked ahead.

Li Li Xuewu looked at his arm with a curled lip and raised an eyebrow.

Hmph! Craving my body!

This small interlude didn't affect the mood of the three of them. Seeing Fu Fu Zhidong looking into the big gate, Li Li Xuewu took the initiative to take them in to play.

To the excitement of Fu Fu Zhidong's thanks, Li Li Xuewu took the car and brought them to the Meridian Gate.

At this time, there really wasn't much to see, but it had the advantage of being authentic.

What kind of authentic flavor?

Basically, it looked like it did during the time of Empress Dowager Cixi; it wasn't as magnificent as in later generations, but actually quite dilapidated.

Of course, no matter how dilapidated, if you wanted to take a stroll in the Emperor's home, you had to buy a ticket.

Not to mention them, even if the Emperor came home, he had to buy a ticket!

"Comrade, three tickets."

Li Li Xuewu held Fu Fu Zhidong and brought Zhou Meiya to the window.

The attendant looked at the child in Li Li Xuewu's arms and said, "Retired soldiers and children under 5 are free."

Actually, this was a reminder, reminding Li Li Xuewu that the child in his arms could be free.

However, the tone was very ordinary, as they had to receive many people every day.

Li Li Xuewu didn't mind the attendant's tone, but looked at Fu Fu Zhidong and signaled with his eyes.

He meant for Fu Fu Zhidong to report his age himself.

Fu Fu Zhidong nodded, indicating he understood his uncle's meaning, and turned to the attendant, saying, "Hello, I am a retired soldier."

Attendant: "..."

"Hahahahaha!"

The people in line behind and the tourists who had finished buying tickets all laughed; this child was too interesting.

"You really dare to say that!"

Li Li Xuewu looked at the attendant's expression, which was like she was about to die, quickly took out his ID, took the household registration book Zhou Meiya handed over, and handed the money for the tickets to the attendant.

"Hello, I am a child under 5."

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing Li Li Xuewu's words, not only did the people around laugh, but even the attendant couldn't help laughing.

The attendant looked at the "child under 5" Li Li Xuewu and the "retired soldier" Fu Fu Zhidong in his arms, laughing, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Li Li Xuewu reached out to take the tickets, gave them to Fu Fu Zhidong to hold, and laughed, "Sorry about that."

The attendant waved her hand and shouted, "Next!"

Li Li Xuewu held Fu Fu Zhidong and brought Zhou Meiya to the ticket gate; as they walked through the big gate, Zhou Meiya still had a smile on her face.

The big city gate tower had been shaken apart by yesterday's earthquake, but the houses in the courtyard were all fine.

Because the houses in the courtyard were movable—meaning they weren't built with foundations first, but with the roof first.

This was the wisdom of the ancients.

The houses in the Forbidden City were built from the top down, with mortise and tenon structures, and the pillars resting on the ground were movable.

When an earthquake hit, they would sway, but wouldn't fall apart.

At most, they would shift a little bit to the side.

So the halls Li Li Xuewu saw now were no longer on the central axis.

As mentioned before, the Forbidden City was really broken at this time, and there was no money to repair it, so it could only be left as is for now.

The cultural relics inside had been put away for storage, so now they could only experience the resilience of the royal architecture.

"Does it look good?"

Li Li Xuewu looked at Fu Fu Zhidong, who was standing on the steps looking at the dragon pillars.

Being small, he might have a unique perspective.

At this moment, Fu Fu Zhidong could actually see something different from the hall.

"A bit big, a bit broken."

"Hahaha."

Zhou Meiya straightened her son's hat; the wind here was very harsh.

Li Li Xuewu didn't know why, but according to fantasy theories, maybe there was a lot of resentment?

"Are you cold?"

Zhou Meiya touched her son's small hand and said, "If you're cold, we'll go back. When the weather gets warmer, Mom will bring you to see it again."

Fu Fu Zhidong looked at Li Li Xuewu, knowing his uncle still had things to do, so he nodded and said, "Okay~"

"Let's go."

Zhou Meiya held her son's hand and walked down the steps, while Li Li Xuewu looked back at the empty hall and followed them down.

On the way back, mother and son sat in the back talking, and Li Li Xuewu didn't listen carefully, thinking about his own affairs while driving.

When they arrived at Haiyuncang Courtyard No. 1, he drove the car directly into the courtyard, helped them out, and walked into the house together.

"Uncle, can I go to school tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Li Li Xuewu took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door.

He touched Fu Fu Zhidong's small face with the back of his hand and said, "Tomorrow, let Mom take you to kindergarten."

As he spoke, he looked up at Zhou Meiya and said, "It's southwest of this neighborhood; it's easy to find. Just say you were sent by Ji Wang Weidong when you get there."

"Understood."

Zhou Meiya tested the temperature of the thermos and poured tea for Li Li Xuewu.

Li Li Xuewu walked around the room and asked, "Is there anything else you need? I'll arrange it."

"Ask Gu Ning."

Zhou Meiya handed the teacup to Li Li Xuewu and said, "We're all fine here; there's nothing else we need."

"Hmm."

Li Li Xuewu stood in the living room, looked at the oil painting Gu Ning had found on the wall, and said, "Just say the word if you need anything."

Zhou Meiya looked at Li Li Xuewu, didn't say anything, walked to the sofa, and looked at her son, who was already sleepy.

He hadn't slept at noon, and after crying and running around, the child was already too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

"Mom will take you upstairs."

Zhou Meiya led her son, who was stumbling with sleepiness, upstairs without looking at Li Li Xuewu again.

Li Li Xuewu drank the tea, then turned and walked out the door.

Hearing the car move, Zhou Meiya walked to the window to look, seeing Li Li Xuewu close the big gate and drive away.

Her actions today had crossed the line, but it wasn't a heat-of-the-moment decision.

She was a psychologist, so of course she knew Li Li Xuewu's mood right now; otherwise, why would he leave?

Li Li Xuewu didn't know someone was thinking about what he was thinking; he didn't even know what he was thinking himself.

This weekend passed too quickly; before he knew it, most of the day was gone.

If he hadn't insisted on handling official business during work hours and resting after work, he would have been even busier.

He still had to go to his teacher's wife's house in the evening; although it was to handle business, he couldn't go empty-handed.

Although the teacher didn't know the inside story of the border matter, the more that was the case, the more Li Li Xuewu had to remember the favor.

After all, Dong Wenxue had agreed without even asking, and the plan could be carried out step by step, all thanks to the Steel Mill as support.

However, the gifts he brought didn't exceed the rules—just some beef and mutton, and a box of chocolates for the little junior brother.

Because he didn't know if Gu Gu Weijie would be there, he kept the gifts practical.

It was still a while before Gu Ning got off work, and Li Li Xuewu didn't want to stay at Haiyuncang, so he drove around aimlessly.

As he drove, he ended up at Dongsi Dongsi Liutiao Jinyu Hutong.

Li Li Xuewu stepped on the brake and looked—hey, he had reached the entrance of Nanbanchiao Jinyu Hutong.

Alright, he had reached a friend's house, so he might as well go in and sit for a while.

This friend wasn't a peer; he could barely be considered a friend of a different generation.

Because the owner of this house was indeed much older than him, by more than a full cycle.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

Li Li Xuewu didn't know what treasures Ding Ding Wanqiu had in his house that he was afraid of losing, but every time he came, the big gate was tightly closed.

He knocked on the door and pressed his hand on the doorbell button.

People would say, you're really doing something redundant—why knock on the door knocker and then press the doorbell?

Heh, Li Li Xuewu was combining East and West, giving them the full treatment.

He had only stood there for a short while when there was movement inside.

"Squeak~~~"

As the door panel squeaked, Ding Ding Wanqiu opened the door and took a look.

"Hey! A rare guest, a rare guest!"

"Not a rare guest, just an unwelcome one!"

Li Li Xuewu laughed and cupped his hands, joking, "What bad things are you doing at home to keep the door closed?"

"Oh! Section Chief Li!"

Ding Ding Wanqiu politely opened the door, stepped back, and cupped his hands, saying, "You're really too good at mocking people."

As he spoke, he invited Li Li Xuewu in, then closed the door and said with a bitter smile, "I'm at this age, what bad things could I possibly be doing?"

"Eh~~"

Li Li Xuewu laughed and curled his lip, saying, "That's not necessarily true. Let's have a cup of tea first, and I'll observe carefully."

"Hahahaha!"

Ding Ding Wanqiu laughed and led Li Li Xuewu toward the flower hall facing the big gate, laughing, "Good tea is available. You've come at the right time today; I have a few stars here!"

"Whoa! So there really is something going on!"

Li Li Xuewu paused his steps and said half-jokingly, half-seriously, "I was just wandering around and happened to reach your place, which is why I knocked."

"Hey! You're being too formal!"

Ding Ding Wanqiu placed his hand lightly on Li Li Xuewu's arm and invited him to walk inside.

"If you could wander to my place, it would be inexcusable if you didn't come in."

As he spoke, he explained to Li Li Xuewu, "A few friends from the Qin Qin Jingju are borrowing my place to discuss some matters; it's also been a long time since I've sung, so it's just right to have some fun today."

"This..."

Li Li Xuewu looked at the flower hall and hesitated, saying, "Brother Ding, I have to say first, I don't understand this Qin Qin Jingju, and I don't understand the nuances. If I make a fool of myself, don't let me embarrass you."

"What are you saying~ Haha~"

Ding Ding Wanqiu laughed and pulled Li Li Xuewu inside, saying, "I'm just a fan myself; we're about the same!"

"This..."

Before Li Li Xuewu could say anything else, he had already been pulled up the steps by Ding Ding Wanqiu.

This flower hall only had three steps; once up, there was a veranda, and facing it was the glass door of the flower hall.

He saw that the glass door had been opened by a girl with a braid, who was bowing her head. Seeing Li Li Xuewu looking over, she retreated.

Li Li Xuewu focused on the girl's feet.

It wasn't that he liked her, but that she didn't sway when she walked.

Oh my, those small steps backward, yet she looked steady.

"Hahaha!"

Ding Ding Wanqiu invited Li Li Xuewu into the room and introduced him to the people sitting in the armchairs: "Everyone, it's a coincidence that another friend has come."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand and introduced them to Li Li Xuewu from left to right.

"This is the Qin Qin Jingju master, Mr. Chen."

"I've long admired your name, sir."

Li Li Xuewu was introduced by Ding Ding Wanqiu and laughed, cupping his hands.

When Mr. Chen saw that it started with them, he glanced at Ding Ding Wanqiu.

But Ding Ding Wanqiu looked spirited and wasn't confused.

When they made eye contact with the others sitting together, they all stood up involuntarily.

When Li Li Xuewu said the polite words about long admiration, this Mr. Chen even returned the gesture.

He didn't know which deity this was, so he could only say, "You are too polite."

"This is Mr. Zhu."

"A pleasure to meet you."

"This is Mr. Ma."

"I've admired you for a long time."

Ding Ding Wanqiu introduced a total of five gentlemen, none of whom were named.

Actually, there was no need to say their names; starting the introduction from this side was already polite enough, and stating their names would be a slap in the face.

However, Li Li Xuewu knew how to speak, and his polite words were never repeated, giving the gentlemen enough face.

After introducing these gentlemen, Ding Ding Wanqiu cupped his hands and gestured toward the others sitting on the other side, saying, "These are the wives and family members and apprentices of the gentlemen."

When he said this, he introduced the identities of the girls and young men standing on the side.

This time, Li Li Xuewu didn't cup his hands, but only bowed slightly, lowering his head, which counted as a greeting.

The people opposite also returned a relatively traditional lady's greeting.

Ding Ding Wanqiu waited for Li Li Xuewu to finish greeting everyone, then introduced Li Li Xuewu, saying, "This is my good friend, Comrade Li."

Without waiting for them to react, he arranged for everyone to sit.

Li Li Xuewu was arranged to sit next to Mr. Yu, who was at the head, and he sat next to Li Li Xuewu.

The order of precedence was immediately apparent.

None of the people sitting in the room were fools; this person was clearly very young, yet he was treated so politely by Ding Ding Wanqiu, so he must have some status.

During the introduction, they also understood that this person didn't know them at all and wasn't from the Qin Qin Jingju circle.

But even so, it made them feel very awkward.

After all, they were all relatively good stars in the Qin Qin Jingju circle and were "popular" in Beijing, but today they were ignored.

It was like some celebrity who suddenly became popular; you look and think, who is this?

Ding Ding Wanqiu also knew that Li Li Xuewu had come in and these people were also very awkward, but since Li Li Xuewu had come on his own, he wouldn't let him leave.

"I haven't heard you all sing for a long time; today is truly rare."

Seeing Li Li Xuewu's blank expression, Ding Ding Wanqiu laughed and said, "Mr. Yu organized this gathering, and I provided the venue, hahaha."

He laughed as he spoke.

"Not only to maintain our friendship, but also to mentor the younger generation; as for me, I'm just indulging my craving for opera today."

These words introduced Li Li Xuewu to the identities of the people in the room, his relationship with them, and the situation today.

Li Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "To be honest, I've only heard 'Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy,' and that was in the South. I'm not joking; I really don't understand this art form, haha!"

Seeing Li Li Xuewu's honesty, the people sitting in the armchairs all laughed.

Not understanding wasn't a big deal, as long as he wasn't a fool pretending to understand.

Li Li Xuewu being able to say he didn't understand so directly showed he was a down-to-earth person.

"Comrade Li has a refined appearance; you must be a talented person."

"You are too kind, hahaha."

"Hey!"

Mr. Yu, sitting next to Li Li Xuewu, waved his hand and said, "Craft can deceive people, but temperament cannot."

As he spoke, he looked at the children and apprentices of his and his old friends; some were Li Li Xuewu's age, but none had this temperament.

If they wanted to act, they could, but to have the aura of a Chu Ba Wang, they couldn't act it out without the costume.

Without waiting for Li Li Xuewu to be polite again, Mr. Yu waved his hand and gestured to the young people standing at the door, saying, "They just started performing and need practice. You can also help us evaluate them today."

"Haha."

Li Li Xuewu turned to look at Ding Ding Wanqiu, and seeing Ding Ding Wanqiu also laughing, he nodded and agreed, "Then I'm lucky to get a bargain; I'll listen to the opera, haha!"

Mr. Yu and the others laughed and didn't talk to Li Li Xuewu anymore, signaling the juniors to perform.

"Listening to his words, I'm covered in sweat."

"Fifteen years, only today do I speak the truth."

As soon as Li Li Xuewu heard the singing start, he felt a tightness all over and got goosebumps.

The one singing wasn't one of the girls standing there, but a handsome young man.

But this was clearly a young man, yet the voice he sang with was better than a girl's.

That wasn't all; the expressions and body movements on the young man's face were as feminine as could be.

This wasn't just singing; this was a prophecy!

The surprise was still to come; another young man walked up and performed with this young man.

"Princess!"

"You and I have been husband and wife for a long time, with deep affection; why must you be so overly polite, virtuous Princess..."

Seeing Li Li Xuewu's surprised expression, the gentlemen sitting on the side all knew that what Li Li Xuewu said just now wasn't self-deprecation—he really didn't understand Qin Qin Jingju.

Ding Ding Wanqiu, sitting on the side, didn't care at all and was already immersed in the opera.

Qin Qin Jingju had this charm; you didn't need to see the real people; just listening to the singing style and lyrics allowed you to imagine what was being performed.

The emotions were all in the soft, turning melodies, bringing you in without you knowing it.

If you saw the real people, that was it—don't look at the fact that these were two young men; you would definitely mistake one for a princess and one for a prince consort.

Was it really that magical? At this time, it was just that magical.

Master Mei relied on his voice to earn ocean dollars to donate planes; who had that ability in later generations?

Of course, these were just two young people, so their skills were inevitably immature, but Li Li Xuewu felt numb and itchy all over listening to them.

The young people standing at the door were actually observing Li Li Xuewu from the moment he entered.

Why was he personally received by Ding Ding Wanqiu, and why was he introduced last?

Now it was, why were they all young people, yet he was sitting while they had to stand?

Not only standing, but also having to sing for him.

Young people, dissatisfaction was inevitable, but the young men were mostly dissatisfied, while the girls were full of curiosity.

This person was really tall, really strong, really scary.

If this were in the old society, who knows how scary he would be!

When they heard Li Li Xuewu say he didn't understand Qin Qin Jingju, they thought the young man was being modest, but now looking at him, he really didn't understand.

And seeing Li Li Xuewu's surprised expression, they all covered their mouths and giggled.

Others were listening intently, but Li Li Xuewu wasn't; he had also seen the expressions of those mocking him at the door.

But for the sake of politeness and respect, he still sat steadily in the chair, trying hard to listen carefully.

After the two finished singing this selection, Mr. Yu, sitting next to Li Li Xuewu, asked Li Li Xuewu for his evaluation out of politeness.

"Good, sang really well."

Li Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Lingering sounds around the beams, thought-provoking!"

Seeing Li Li Xuewu say this, Mr. Yu smiled and nodded; regardless of whether he understood or not, the evaluation given was positive.

The two young men who sang also nodded politely to Li Li Xuewu.

They didn't know what Li Li Xuewu's status was, but they knew Li Li Xuewu wasn't from the Qin Qin Jingju circle, so his evaluation wasn't worth being happy about.

What they cared about was the evaluation of these five gentlemen or the other five gentlemen sitting on the side.

Don't ask, there were five gentlemen just now, why were there ten now?

At this time, women could also be called "Mr."

It referred to women with superb skills in a certain industry, also known as "Mr."

It was just that when Ding Ding Wanqiu introduced Li Li Xuewu today, he was a friend, and those people were also friends, so he introduced those five ladies as family members.

After Li Li Xuewu finished greeting everyone, Ding Ding Wanqiu arranged for everyone to sit.