Chapter 90 - Don’t Let Him Get Away!
I can't believe it's him! No wonder!
This was the first time Yuan Ge had seen "Rong Qiuchen" in full Beijing Opera costume. Although he had known for a long time that underneath that crazy and unusual behaviour, he had a stunning face that was quite similar to the Rong Qing in his script. But it wasn't until today when he stood on stage and played Rong Qing's part impeccably, especially when his performance even had Mr. Lee applauding, that he was truly stunned. Anyone who had seen it would have to agree that his acting was perfect. And at this very moment, he almost wanted to believe that this was the Qingqing of his dreams - even though it was impossible.
Using reason to suppress the excitement in his heart, Yuan Ge just wanted to talk to this "Rong Qiuchen" right now and tell him all the mixed emotions he had been feeling for days.
However, Yin Fenghua kept shouting, urging his assistants to call the police and have the security guards come and arrest him. The man on the stage was instantly jolted out of the play. All his brilliance and charm vanished with the chaos; the light in his eyes quickly turned to horror at the reality of his situation. Seeing several burly men rush onto the stage without a word, he had to bring out his martial arts skills to fight back. His slender body swayed from side to side, ducking those who tried to grab him, and he deftly leapt off the stage to escape..
"Stop him! Don't let him get away!" Two people shouted these words at the same time, one was Yin Fenghua and the other was Mr. Lee.
"This bastard cornered me in the toilet and beat me up. I'm the lead actor of Qingqing, yet he deliberately hit my face! Look at my forehead, and the corner of my mouth, it's all bloody! My nose might have been broken as well! He even dared to take my costume and steal my headdress! I must catch him today and make him taste his own medicine!" Yin Fenghua said with hatred as he wiped a handful of blood from his lips.
Although Rong Qiuchen was dressed in the soft female costume of Du Shiniang, he was obviously well trained in real martial arts. He moved swiftly to dodge the interception and siege from the security guards, fending off the punches and kicks that came his way with precision. He leapt from the water stage towards the Lotus Pavilion - climbing, hurdling, hanging and tumbling, as if he were an Olympic medal-winning gymnast, or a parkour master in a video game. A series of combinations dazzled all onlookers, but no one was able to stop him.
"Please don't go away, young man! Where are you from? Are you a student of the Beijing Opera Academy or an actor of the National Opera House? Your singing and acting skills are so superior that they are beyond my imagination. Please stay and let's talk!"
Mr. Lee looked even more anxious than Yin Fenghua. Watching Rong Qiuchen being driven away by the security guards, he felt very distraught. How he wished he could stop the chaos immediately and meet this national treasure properly!
"Don't trip over the cables and bring the cameras down!"
When Du Jinghai saw "Du Shiniang" running towards him and Yuan Ge, he didn't care about anything else and rushed to protect several of the most expensive cameras around him, thinking that if those precious equipment worth millions were destroyed, the company would be finished for sure. They might as well say goodbye to Dragon Dreams.
Yuan Ge's only thought at the moment was to make the man stay. He rushed forward, stretched out his arms to block Rong Qiuchen's way, his eyes looking firmly at his panicked face, and said loudly and calmly, "Rong-Qiu-Chen, don't be afraid! It's me! I'm here for you!"
When Rong Qiuchen suddenly heard Yuan Ge's voice, he was a little dazed. He couldn't slow down his running momentum in time and his body crashed involuntarily into the arms in front of him. When their eyes met, it was as if the strength in his body had been exhausted, and he suddenly collapsed limply.
Yuan Ge was startled and hurriedly helped him up. His body was cold and icy, as if he had been frozen to the bone by this winter night, probably because he had only worn a few thin layers of costume while he performed on stage. Yuan Ge felt an inexplicable compassion in his heart at the thought, and hugged his body tighter in his arms.