Not The Sideburns I Know Chapter 48

After Ervin finished singing "The Hidden Dragon", he could not resist the audience's enthusiastic pursuit and finally sang another Peking opera "Xiaoyaojin". It was already late at night when the show ended and makeup was removed. Ryan and Lucas said goodbye after a few jokes, asked Lao Ge to go back to the car and wait, and went backstage. In the small corridor leading to the dressing room, he ran into An Beile who was turned away. Of course, he might also be the one who saw Ervin, but his expression was really like being turned away, as if he was angry and embarrassed, with anger hanging on his face, ashen. On the other side, Xiao Lai and a strange man who looked like an attendant bodyguard were guarding the door of the dressing room. It seems that Ervin has a guest, and the guest may be quite important.

Ryan took off his hat and took the initiative to greet An Beile: "Hey! Lord Beile! Good evening!"

An Beile bowed to him, twisted his eyebrows and forced a smile as a response, then he sidestepped past him and left in a hurry. Ryan didn't expect Ervin to be so irritating. He glanced around and saw Senior Sister Yuanlan walking out of the door opposite Ervin, smoking on the threshold. She was wearing a coat and a silk off-shoulder dress. She glanced at Ervin's door and winked at Ryan. Ryan immediately felt a little better. In the past few years since entering society, he is not a young man who fights for face regardless of status, but he does not have the stubborn temper of those Eight Banners children. Sure enough, when he arrived at the door of the dressing room, the guard blocked his way like a strong man, and no one was allowed to barge in. Before Xiaolai could say anything, Ryan smiled like a playboy, put his index finger between his lips, made a gesture of silence, and said softly and tenderly: "I know, I won't go in, can't I just wait here? Miss Xiaolai has worked hard today, I'll take your place."

How could Xiaolai agree? Now it was Ryan's turn to wink at Yuanlan. Yuanlan rolled her eyes at him, thinking that he was really bossy, she put out her cigarette, straightened her clothes, and walked forward with a sweet smile, hugged Xiaolai's shoulders and led her into the house: "Hey! Xiaolai, you should take a break too! Rui'er is singing on the stage, and you stand here to serve; Rui'er is off the stage, and you still stand here to serve. What do you want to do after seven or eight hours? If you watch her less, Rui'er can't fly! Ah? Silly girl!" Xiaolai couldn't get away from her, and was really dragged away unwillingly. Yuanlan turned around and threw a wink at Ryan, and Ryan returned her a wink with great familiarity. This was clearly a troupe, but they made it look like a bartender.

Ryan stood at the door and looked inside closely. The old-fashioned doors and windows were covered with gauze paper, which was more blinding than frosted glass. He couldn't even see how many people were inside. The guard next to him stared at him with wide eyes, as if scolding him for his rudeness. Ryan smiled at him, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and handed a cigarette to the guard with the other hand. The guard didn't take it. Ryan lit it himself, took a puff, tilted his head back and exhaled slowly, as if he was really just here to guard the door, very casual and nonchalant.