Quick Wear: Charming Female Supporting Role Cannot Be Enough

Chapter 325: Young Marshal of the Republic of China VS Opera Artist 17

Huo Nian suddenly turned the gun around and pointed it directly at Huo Mingli.

His eyes were as gloomy as the endless dark night, which made people shudder:

"Just try to touch her!"

"You actually want to kill your father now?!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Huo Mingli's eyes extremely quickly.

He is indeed his son, he is willing to do anything to achieve his goal...

Even blood is thicker than water!

"I can stop bothering that little girl, but you must return to the army tomorrow!"

Huo Mingli said coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Huo Nian slowly put down the pistol, his cold lips trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his mouth:

"Okay, I promise you."

"You'd better keep your word, otherwise you should know that I will do anything to achieve my goal."

Huo Mingli stared at Huo Nian with burning eyes, trying to find a flaw in his face.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to a little girl."

Huo Nian's voice was cold and without a trace of warmth.

Huo Mingli calmly concealed the complicated look in his eyes. Nothing could happen to that little girl at this moment, at least not now.

Since Huo Nian's mother passed away, she has been the only person in the world who can restrain Huo Nian...

"Someone, take the young master away!" Huo Mingli gave an order.

Hearing the sound, two soldiers quickly stepped forward, held Huo Nian tightly on the left and right, and escorted him back to the room.

As for the lonely corpse on the ground, Huo Mingli just glanced at it lightly, then walked around her without hesitation and strode out.

He had countless beauties, but only one capable son.

Only when the servants came to clean up did he gently close Xifang's eyes...

[Host, Huo Nian hasn't come yet. ]

System 667 meowed twice at the wall, then licked its furry paws.

Oh, I can’t eat delicious food again…

In its mind, Huo Nian is just a delivery man!

"Maybe something happened. It's normal for him not to come for a day or two."

Chu Hua's gaze stayed on the wall for just two seconds before she retracted her gaze and continued to concentrate on the work in her hands.

If he hasn't shown up by now, he probably won't come today.

System 667 looked away in disappointment, [Okay.]

Well, it better follow its host to do the laundry.

However, it was not until Chu Hua had not seen Huo Nian for three consecutive days that she realized something might have happened to him.

"Liuliu, check where Huo Nian is."

Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her heart was beating fast, and she was a little worried.

【OK! 】

System 667 immediately called up Huo Nian's image, but after just a moment, a warning was issued from the background.

The screen instantly turned white.

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The system was so frightened that it fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong?!"

Looking at its appearance, it seems that the situation is not good...

[Woo woo... Huo Nian is killing people! ]

System 667's voice came with a crying tone.

'Is he hurt?!'

[No, he is still wearing his military uniform.]

Hearing this, Chu Hua slowly felt relieved, thinking that Huo Nian should have returned to the army.

As for why he left without saying goodbye...

Maybe he really has his own difficulties that are hard to express.

After thinking for a long time, Chu Hua slowly said:

"No need to wait for him anymore."

Maybe I won't see him for a long time...

【All right. 】

System 667 responded, vaguely understanding that something might have happened, but it was a pity that he couldn't eat the delicious food...

Chu Hua never thought that this separation would last for four long years...

Now, Chu Huan stood in the theater wearing gorgeous costumes, humming the lines over and over again.

After four years of experience, she has achieved some success in opera.

After discussion, the troupe owner decided to let Chu Hua officially perform on stage in the next few days and make a big splash!

The stage in the front yard had been carefully repaired for nearly half a month, and the news that the troupe owner's last disciple would soon perform on stage had already spread throughout Qingcheng.

Many people, out of curiosity, expressed their determination to come and see it with their own eyes, even if it was just for the fun.

On the day of the performance, the auditorium was packed with people.

Even on the opposite building, there were children holding onto the pillars and sticking their heads out to watch secretly.

"Huan'er, are you ready?" the class owner asked softly.

In the backstage, the owner looked at Chu Hua with satisfaction, a gleam in his eyes.

The art of Peking Opera has been dormant for too long and is in urgent need of talented people to pass it on.

"Master, don't worry. Huan'er has already prepared everything."

Although she has not officially appeared on stage yet, her eyes already reveal a bit of liveliness.

"Okay! Go on stage. Master and your grandfather are waiting for you."

Chu Huan nodded slightly, smiled sweetly, then bowed gracefully and walked slowly towards the stage with light steps.

On the stage, the curtain was gently drawn open.

Chu Huan held the sleeves in her hands and slowly entered the venue, moving her lotus steps lightly like a fairy.

On her face with exquisite stage makeup, her pair of bright and determined eyes were particularly eye-catching.

With her red lips slightly opened, her clear and melodious singing voice was as clear and pleasant as pearls falling on a jade plate, the lingering sound echoing over the entire stage.

In an instant, a burst of warm applause like a rainstorm broke out.

But Chu Hua was keenly aware that there was a familiar and passionate gaze in the audience.

She turned around and took a quick look at the audience, but she only saw a man wearing a hat.

The man pulled the brim of his hat very low, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Chu Hua had no choice but to look away and continue to focus on her performance.

However, the familiar feeling that came from time to time was like an invisible hand, gently plucking her heartstrings.

As the last melodious singing voice slowly fell, thunderous applause rang out from the audience again.

"Good!" The audience cheered one after another.

"As expected of the old master's final disciple, this strength should not be underestimated!"

"Yes, I heard that this girl is only twelve years old!"

"He has achieved such accomplishments at such a young age. It's really terrifying!"

"One more song!"

……

Faced with the audience's high enthusiasm, Chu Huan smiled, bowed slightly, and then slowly retreated.

In today's show, she only sang the opening song, and then it was her senior brothers' turn to perform.

After stepping down from the stage, Chu Hua's eyes involuntarily groped around the stands again, trying to find that familiar figure.

However, that figure had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared...