The actor attacks the warlord
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About the two protagonists:
-Xu Zhongqing-(attack)
She looks like Pan An and competes with Qin Qiong in martial arts
His IQ is comparable to Zhuge's and his drama is king
He is ruthless and doesn't talk much. He has no sense of public morality.
If it's for love, both can be thrown away
-Jiang Yeyun-(received)
Be a young master in the city and a king in the mountains
Eat and drink without whoring or gambling, fight without begging for mercy
He is full of courage and loves to act blindly
Rebellious and stubborn, only afraid of the blue-eyed man
"Shu will be in chaos before the world is in chaos, and Shu will be in chaos before the world is in order." In the early years of the Republic of China, there were many factions in Sichuan, and melees continued. In order to develop their own strength, they often form cliques and seek external support. But in the end, he did not hesitate to turn against his brothers and abandon loyalty, filial piety and righteousness. In 1917, the four Jiang Yeyun brothers, together with their father Jiang Wanqing, who was born in the Anhui clan, led a brigade on the order of President Duan Zhiquan, and the whole family advanced to Wushan and stationed in eastern Sichuan. Now three years have passed, the war between Anhui and Anhui is imminent, and the fighting between Yunnan and Sichuan continues. Jiang Yeyun, who was attacked by unknown forces, met Xu Zhongqing, who was running around to pull a cart. After some escape, the two became close friends. In order to repay his knowledge, Xu Zhongqing entered the opera house and became an actor in order to assist Jiang Yeyun's investigation, and circulated among the major warlords.
Ten years of ups and downs, ten years of sorrow, a pot of wine and a cup of wine. Let me ask, is this old friend still here today? The night rain in Bashan refuses to subside.
The flowers on the stage have not yet fallen, and the frost and snow below the stage have chilled the spring light. Traveling through empty mountains and rivers, I am caught in the wind. In my dream, my red makeup fades away from my military uniform.
Multi-line narrative, thank you all for liking it