Chapter 198 Charming Voice
Backstage of Listening Snow Tower!
Xue'er, who had just come down from the stage, was taking off her headdress when she saw the girl in charge of collecting reward money happily running backstage.
There are so many actors in a theater, but only one on the stage. As the saying goes, people in the same profession look down on each other, so who will admit defeat?
To this end, the decision of who will be the mainstay is based on the reward money.
Whoever performs on stage and receives the most tips from the audience will become the mainstay of the stage.
The reason why Xue'er became the mainstay of the stage was that she received the most tips from the guests every time she performed.
It was the first time that Lin Ye knew that the theater relied on this to select the pillars, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It turns out that the earliest paid voting talent show came from the theater."
Yes, celebrities are just actors in ancient times.
"Boss, Master Lin invites our troupe to perform at his house."
The little girl shouted happily to the class owner, and the people backstage were also very happy to hear what the little girl said.
"Let's go to Young Master Lin's house. Then we can broaden our horizons this time."
"Mr. Lin is so generous. If we perform at his house, he will definitely give us more money as a reward."
"Of course, maybe we can get a golden bean reward at once."
Xue'er was taking off her headdress. When she heard the little girl's words, her pretty face changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.
"Since it's Master Lin who invited us, then our theater must be available. You go and reply... Forget it, I'll reply Master Lin myself. As long as Master Lin needs us, our troupe can come over anytime."
The class owner was also very happy. Tingxue Tower had always been mediocre before Master Lin came. It was Master Lin's arrival that made Tingxue Tower popular.
Many rich young men and women in the city also came to Tingxue Tower to listen to opera. Although these rich young men and women were not as generous as Mr. Lin, they were also very wealthy. The income of Tingxue Tower in this year was equivalent to that of several previous years.
A quarter of an hour later, the owner returned to the backstage happily.
"I have already made an agreement with Master Lin that we will go to the Lin Mansion to perform the opera the day after tomorrow. I think our theater will be temporarily closed tomorrow so that we can rehearse the new repertoire. Xue'er, aren't you rehearsing a new opera recently? Rehearse it well tomorrow and perform it at the Lin Mansion the day after tomorrow."
"good."
Xue'er listened to the boss' words and nodded slightly.
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Lin Mansion!
The most lively day has arrived.
All the members of the Tingxue Tower troupe came except for a few cleaners.
"Captain Yang, don't look so sad. There's no rush to solve the case. Let's finish listening to the opera first." Lin Ye greeted Captain Yang at the door. Seeing his sad face, he smiled and comforted him.
"Mr. Lin, although there haven't been any murders in the past two days, the case is under great pressure. We have been ordered to solve it within a certain period of time. I only have a few days left."
Captain Yang couldn't smile. It was because Master Lin invited him, so he had to give him face.
"Maybe we'll get some clues after listening to the play today?"
Lin Ye said something meaningful. Captain Yang was a little confused and was about to ask, but Lin Ye pulled him towards the backyard.
Lin Ye's backyard was big enough, and the people from the Tingxue Tower Opera Troupe had already set up the stage. Seeing Lin Ye and Captain Yang coming over, the troupe leader immediately came over with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Lin, Captain Yang."
"Liang Bantou, business has been booming recently."
"I'd like to borrow Captain Yang's good words."
"My good words are useless. I still have to thank Master Lin."
Captain Yang, as the chief constable of Shangyang City and a native of Shangyang City, is familiar with all walks of life and knows the original situation of Tingxue Tower. The original Tingxue Tower could barely survive, and Master Lin has made an indispensable contribution to the current popularity of Tingxue Tower.
"Yes, yes, we should thank Master Lin."
Liang Bantou quickly expressed his gratitude to Lin Ye, but Lin Ye waved his hand and said, "No, it's because you guys performed well. It's only natural to pay for culture, but it's not a good habit to get something for free."
Pay for culture?
Freebie?
Captain Liang didn't quite understand what was said. Captain Yang had dealt with Lin Ye many times before and knew that Master Lin would sometimes say some strange words.
"Okay, Mr. Liang, we have to thank Mr. Lin. Let's put on a good show for everyone today."
"Of course. When we heard that Master Lin invited everyone to his mansion to perform, we were all very happy and would definitely perform at our best."
Troupe Leader Liang patted his chest and promised, and after a while he walked towards the stage. Captain Yang looked at the back of Troupe Leader Liang as he left, and sighed, "It's not easy for Old Liang either, and it's fortunate that he met Master Lin."
"Oh, what's the story behind this Liang Bantou?" Lin Ye asked curiously.
"Tingxuelou was founded by Liang Bantou's father. It was very popular in Shangyang City at the time. Unfortunately, Liang Bantou failed to inherit his father's legacy. He was not very talented in singing opera. When Liang Bantou's father passed away, Tingxuelou was in a state of lack of successors and pillars. It almost went out of business several times."
"What happened later? I saw that Tingxue Tower was doing pretty well. Even without my support, it would still be able to continue operating." Lin Ye asked.
"I heard that several masters in the city who liked to listen to opera gave Liang Bantou some money because they remembered his kindness. That's how Liang Bantou was able to continue running Tingxue Tower." Captain Yang thought for a moment and replied, "During that period, in order to make a living, the entire troupe of Tingxue Tower often went to other counties to perform on stage."
Lin Ye listened to Captain Yang's words, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.
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night.
The stage was set up, but there were not many people watching the show, only four people in total, including Lin Ye, Captain Yang, Uncle Xu, and Aunt Ge.
Of course, there was also a Tai Sui lying like a ball of mud on the haystack in the backyard.
Tingxue Tower was really attentive this time, singing a new play, and everyone who went on stage to sing was very hard-working. Lin Ye kept clapping as he watched, and gave tips like water.
The play lasted for two hours.
"Master Liang, it's very good, especially Miss Xue'er. It's really enjoyable to listen to her coloratura. I wonder if I can ask Miss Xue'er for some advice."
After giving the reward money, Lin Ye looked at Liang Bantou who came to express his gratitude and asked with a smile.
Liang Bantou's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly replied, "Of course it's no problem. It's a blessing for our Xue'er to be praised by Master Lin. I'll go and inform Miss Xue'er right away."
"Okay, then let Miss Xue'er let me go to the backyard."
After Lin Ye finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Captain Yang: "Captain Yang, today's show was pretty good, wasn't it?"
"Well, it's very good. Thanks to Master Tolin, I can hear a new play. But it's getting late now, so I'll take my leave now, brother."
When Captain Yang heard that Lin Ye wanted to ask Miss Xue'er to learn opera singing, he blinked and showed an expression that said, "I understand."
"Okay, Uncle Xu, please send Captain Yang off for me."
After letting Uncle Xu see Captain Yang off, Lin Ye walked towards his own yard. Captain Liang stood there in a daze for a while, and finally walked towards the backstage with a complicated expression.
"Xue'er, Master Lin knows that you are good at singing opera, and he wants you to give him some pointers. I agreed."
Backstage, Liang found Xue'er. Xue'er listened to what Liang said, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay."
"Xue'er, Master Lin is very important to our Tingxue Tower."
Boss Liang looked at Xue'er and nodded in a deep voice. Xue'er trembled and replied, "I know."
"Get ready. I'll take everyone back first."
Troupe Leader Liang took the other members of the troupe and left the Lin Residence, while Miss Xueer put on her makeup again backstage and finally walked into Lin Ye's backyard.
"Miss Xue'er is here, please take a seat."
Seeing the pretty and upright girl Xue'er, dressed in white, walking in, Lin Ye smiled and waved.
"Master Xie Lin."
Xue'er held her slender waist and then sat down opposite Lin Ye, with a fragrant breeze blowing into his nose.
"I heard from the troupe owner that Master Lin wants to learn to sing opera?"
“Yes, but not now.”
"Since it's not now, why did Master Lin call me here?"
"I heard that there is a tune called the Charming Tune in opera. I wonder if Miss Xue'er can sing it?"
When Lin Ye asked this, Miss Xue'er raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course I will. If Master Lin wants to listen, Xue'er will dedicate a song to you."
"I'm all ears."
Xue'er stood up, and the light veil of her white dress slipped off her shoulders, revealing a pair of pink and white arms.
They turned around one by one and appeared in front of Lin Ye.
The beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and the red sandalwood opened slightly: ...
A graceful syllable was uttered, and Lin Ye's eyes narrowed. This voice...
This is the ancient version of voice actors.
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In the bedroom, Lin Ye closed his eyes and listened with a look of enjoyment. He could only hear the voices from Miss Xue'er's red sandalwood mouth, which were sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes long and gentle, and sometimes short and rapid like the cry of a phoenix...
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When the song ended, Xue'er's face flushed and she was sweating profusely. At this moment, she slowly walked towards Lin Ye, who was closing his eyes and listening.
"Please have mercy, sir."
Feeling the gentle touch on his ears and the faint fragrance of a woman, Lin Ye did not open his eyes. After a while, a warm and tender hand passed across the back of his neck and slowly landed on his chest.
"You don't need my pity. I hope Miss Xue'er will be merciful and spare my life. I don't want to have my chest dug out."
Lin Ye spoke lightly, and after Lin Ye said this, Xue'er's expression suddenly changed, and she was about to take her hand back, but it was too late.
Lin Ye's hand tightly grasped Xue'er's arm. At the same time, he opened his eyes and looked at Xue'er with cold eyes.
"Mr. Lin, what are you doing?"
Miss Xueer frowned slightly, with an expression of pain and confusion.
"Miss Xue'er, why bother pretending? Recently, Captain Yang has been losing his appetite because of what Miss Xue'er did."
Lin Ye's words made the weak and painful expression on Miss Xue'er's face disappear, and was replaced by a sneer.
"Mr. Lin, sometimes people who like to meddle in other people's affairs don't live long."
"I don't like to meddle in other people's business, but I am quite curious. Miss Xue'er, can you satisfy my curiosity?"
"sure."
Suddenly, black gas emanated from Xue'er's arm, and the black mist suddenly floated towards Lin Ye. However, the scene of Lin Ye fainting as she expected did not happen. When the black mist dissipated, Lin Ye was still standing there looking at her in good health.
"You...you are a cultivator?"
Although everyone in Shangyang knew that Master Lin was a disciple of Qingfeng Temple, most people thought that Master Lin's status as a disciple was obtained because he donated a lot of money to Qingfeng Temple. After all, practicing Buddhism was so hard, and a rich young man like Master Lin would definitely not be able to endure it.
Xue'er had the same idea as many common people. Master Lin was a disciple of Qingfeng Temple and Jinguang Temple. How could he practice Taoism and Buddhism at the same time? He was only listed as a nominal disciple because of the large amount of money donated.
Now knowing that Lin Ye was a cultivator, Xue'er's expression changed. The five fingers of her left hand that had not been caught suddenly grew sharp nails and scratched towards Lin Ye's throat.
"Miss Xue'er's murderous intent is a bit too strong."
Lin Ye dodged by leaning back, and Xue'er took this opportunity to pull out her right hand and fled out the door.
Just as Miss Xueer rushed to the door, a golden light suddenly appeared at the door, forming a wall of light, which directly knocked Xueer back.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, Xue'er's pretty face turned cold. She turned around and stared at Lin Ye, and a red shadow appeared behind her.
"Damn Taoist priest, you just like to meddle in other people's business!"
A red shadow appeared, and Xue'er's voice changed. It became cold and full of resentment. Lin Ye looked at the red shadow behind Xue'er and finally understood what was going on.
"Twin ghosts, it turns out you are the one causing all this trouble!"
Lin Ye formed seals with his hands and shouted softly, "Suppress!"
When the word "Zhen" came out, the red shadow behind Xue'er froze, but quickly recovered.
"You stinky Taoist priest, even your master doesn't dare to intervene in my affairs, and you still dare to intervene. You are simply courting death!"
The red shadow broke free from its restraints and floated towards Lin Ye like thunder, but Lin Ye was not panicked. Even if they were twin vengeful spirits, they were only at the level of vengeful ghosts.
As for the old Taoist not daring to intervene...
Lin Ye could guess the reason. It was not that the old Taoist didn't dare to intervene, but that he was too cautious. He would not intervene in anything that involved the slightest risk.
Facing the red shadow running towards him, Lin Ye raised his hand and pointed lightly. A flash of light shot out, and the red shadow was directly bounced away and hit the corner of the wall heavily.
Vulnerable!
With Lin Ye’s current strength, unless it is a late-stage evil ghost close to the level of a ghost king, ordinary evil ghosts are no match for him, let alone a vengeful ghost.
"Since you are harming others, I cannot let you stay."
The Yutian Sword appeared in Lin Ye's hand, but just as he was about to swing the sword, the red shadow said fiercely: "If you kill me, the king will not let you go."
"Your Majesty?"
Lin Ye frowned. The only ghosts who could be given the honorific title of "Your Majesty" by ghosts were those at the level of Ghost King.
Is there a ghost king standing behind this vengeful ghost?
"Hehe, I was just joking with you, don't be angry."
Lin Ye politely apologized to the resentful ghost. Seeing that Lin Ye was frightened, the resentful ghost snorted coldly and said, "Don't even think about letting this matter go peacefully today."
"Sister Hong, Master Lin is just curious. Let's just let it go." Xue'er, who had been watching the fight on the side, started to persuade them.
"Right, right, right. No fight, no friendship. Don't worry, I will pretend that I know nothing about what happened today. Just do whatever you want to do. I promise not to tell anyone else."
"If you want me to let you go, you have to prepare the hearts of ten men for me."
The red shadow spoke coldly, and Xue'er's expression changed first: "Sister Hong, didn't you say that it was only for those people..."
"Shut up!"
After being scolded, Xue'er trembled and dared not speak again. Lin Ye's expression did not change. He said: "You want the hearts of ten men? No problem... No problem... Behead them!"
As the last word was spoken, the Yutian Sword shot out, and the red shadow completely dissipated without even having time to utter a wail.
"If you don't behave properly when I give you face , I'll be embarrassed."
After killing the vengeful ghost, Lin Ye looked very calm, but his eyes were on Xue'er.
