Not The Sideburns I Know Chapter 183

Ryan forgot where Shuiyunlou was and what circle the opera singers belonged to. Such a trivial matter was all wrong the next day. Ervin was deaf, but he didn't miss a word of gossip. People said that Ryan disliked Ervin's deafness, and even more disliked Ervin's collusion with the Japanese, and that he was not good with Ervin, but after all, he had taken a detour and could not extricate himself from the good relationship between Long Yang for a while, so he developed another rookie Zhou Xiangyun as a target. This is not it, he actually took someone from An Beile's mouth! Ervin heard this and laughed in his throat, slapped the table, and shook his head. Ryan knew how deep his feelings for him were. Of course, he would not believe these words, but these words were not said in vain, he had his own use! Poor Zhou Xiangyun was very uneasy when she heard the rumors, and tried to explain it clearly when Ervin's ears were good, but Ervin didn't want to listen. Other actors also frightened him, saying that he and the owner's man were not clean, and sooner or later he would be beaten to death by the owner!

The next time Ryan came to Shuiyun Tower to talk nonsense with La Yuehong, Ervin would not hide from him. He rushed up and pushed La Yuehong away, saying: "You still have the nerve to quarrel with me! What did you do behind my back? Do you think I'm deaf and don't know? Oh! I'm so sorry!" He also shouted: "Little Zhouzi! b!tch! Come here! I'll beat you to death!" Zhou Xiangyun was frozen there, not daring to step forward. However, Ryan saw through Ervin's mind at a glance. Ervin thought that by finding a reason to make trouble, he could offset his fault and not mention it again. He has always been like this. No matter how big the mistake is, he can get away with it by being unreasonable and acting coquettish. The other side is made of gold and can't be lowered! Ryan's anger had almost subsided, but now he was furious again! Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away.

After that, Ryan didn't even look for La Yuehong, and there was no sound for several days, which really made him angry. Ervin was completely anxious, but he was too embarrassed to ask for advice from others. He was running around in circles. He mustered up the courage to call Ryan. The call was passed to Mr. Tian, but Ryan didn't even listen. The next call was to Mr. Shang, but Ryan ignored him even more. When it was Ervin's turn to perform, the little actors came to report that Mr. Cheng was watching in the box. As soon as Ervin finished singing, before he left the stage, Ryan got up and left without delaying for a minute. Ervin was dumbfounded. Outsiders thought that actors had their own ways to flatter people, but Ervin was comparable to a pampered young master. He was always praised in interpersonal relationships. When he did something wrong or said something wrong, someone would give him a way out and help him turn things around. This shameful thing with Ryan, coupled with his deafness, made Ervin helpless. He was really worried.

This went on until March, when Ervin went on stage with his ears still deaf. He was unsure when rehearsing. He would go on stage whenever his ears were better. When he was on stage, they were still good, but they stopped working halfway through singing, so he would stop and wait until they were better. If they couldn't get better for a while, they would turn around and leave the stage. The fans were very considerate of him, and bought tickets to Shuiyunlou every day, looking forward to it like they were holding back treasure. Today, in order to get the auspiciousness of the Jingzhe solar term, which means thunder, Ervin had to sing whether he could hear or not. He came on stage in a long gown and plain face. Behind him, Li Qiaosong had a chair and a harp, and a flute on his waist. The background was plain and simple. He opened his mouth to say a few words of personal conversation. He said, "Everyone knows that my ears are injured. Thank you for not abandoning me and supporting me no matter how hard the wind and rain are. Thank you!" Ervin was not used to showing his true face. It was like taking off his armor. He bowed deeply to the audience shyly: "To be honest, my ears have not recovered since I got up this morning. The extra strings have disturbed my heart. Therefore, I dare not be extravagant. I don't need to wear makeup. I will change the way I perform for you. Whether it is good or not, you just take it as a novelty. Please forgive me!"

Ervin is singing in his element. A voice with a harp or a flute is common in gatherings of literati and scholars. It is said to be a way of simplifying things, but in fact it is more of a test of one's skills. However, at literati gatherings, what they play is elegance and quality. Ordinary people come to see the opera for the excitement and the sound. They have never seen a cappella singing that can sell tickets! Needless to say, the next day, some colleagues will scold Ervin, saying that he is saving money, and that he has the nerve to support a play by himself, and that he thinks of himself as a big shot and makes money in a dirty way.