Zhang Xiaobai was usually a person who loved cleanliness. As long as his hands were dirty, he would wash them several times before giving up.
To put it bluntly, this person had a serious obsession with cleanliness!
He was twenty-five years old this year, five years younger than Wang Jun. He had been in the Zhao class for ten years. When he first entered the profession, it was Class Leader Tao who personally taught him, so there were private rumors that he was actually the son of Class Leader Tao, but these rumors eventually died down. In the past, when Wang Jun was still a clown, Zhang Xiaobai was already considered half a young man. He was very delicate and clean. Five years ago, Class Leader Tao originally planned to let him be a young man in the Zhao class, but who knew that Wang Jun, the clown at that time, was fancied by Zhao Zhuanger and got married.
With a strong background, because of this relationship and business dealings, Class Leader Tao could only temporarily change his decision and promote Wang Jun to a young man. Zhang Xiaobai was like a loach in the water, continuing to be a substitute for the young man. Once he did this, he had reached this point.
Now that Wang Jun was missing, he finally had a chance to replace him on stage. He was about to suppress Wang Jun, but this happened!
Zhang Xiaobai poured tea into a cup that had been wiped clean, picked it up and took a sip, but it was not tasty, so he put it down again. A pair of phoenix eyes glanced at the crowd and emphasized, "You think that Song Zhi is timid and doesn't dare to kill people, but I think that kid is very bold."
"What do you mean?" "Think about it, he can even write a ghost play like 'Ghost Lady Buries her Husband'. It can be seen that he must be very bold in his heart. Maybe killing people is a piece of cake for him! Also, it seems that he has no grudge with Wang Jun, but who can say for sure what happened in private? "
Zhang Xiaobai sneered with his thin lips.
That look made people want to beat him to death.
In fact, everyone didn't like Zhang Xiaobai, especially his usual arrogant look. Relying on his white face, he looked up to the sky.
So they no longer responded to him!
At this time —
The red-clothed woman lowered her voice and said, "That's right, you say … if what Song Zhi said was true, that he really came to the theater that day to return the gift to Wang Jun. Then … where did that baggage go?"
Uh!
There was a sudden silence!
This was also the question on everyone's mind.
Everyone looked at me, I looked at you.
One person said, "Could it be … that someone really lied?"
"Nonsense!" A young actor in the troupe said, "This isn't a joke. Why would he lie when he took the burden away? It's just a few tattered clothes. Is there a need to go so far? "
It wasn't to that extent.
But —
"What if the person who took the bag … is the murderer?"
"Is the murderer sick? Why are you carrying a bag? "
"Hmm … that's true!"
Previously, Ji Yunshu had already guessed that if the thief stole the bag, why did he only steal the clothes? Why didn't he steal the more valuable items on the table? This was completely illogical!
If the bag was taken by the murderer, wouldn't the murderer's goal be to frame Song Zhi? But Song Zhi had neither money nor power, so why would he frame him? That would not work either.
So the bundle became a mystery.
Unless Song Zhi had been lying from the beginning!
But now, there was no way to be sure.
Everyone fell into deep thought — —
Suddenly, someone said, "Zhang Xiaobai, when Wang Jun wasn't a rookie in the past, you were almost the pillar of our Zhao class. Later, because of Boss Zhao, you became Wang Jun's substitute. You've been substituting for him for five years. Are you willing?"
Ouch!
Anyone with a bit of brain knew the meaning of these words.
It was clear that Zhang Xiaobai would have murderous intentions because of this!
Zhang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and glanced at that person, asking, "What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing, I was just saying casually."
"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory." Zhang Xiaobai's ability to scold people was also excellent.
Scolding the heavens and the earth!
Almost everyone in the Zhao class had been scolded by him.
Although everyone felt uncomfortable, they couldn't beat him in scolding, so they could only endure it.
However, the troublemaker seemed to have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall and continued to say, "Everyone knows that your relationship with Wang Jun is the worst. Could it be …"
When Zhang Xiaobai heard this, he picked up the teacup and threw it at that person.
But it was caught firmly!
"Why are you so angry? I was just saying casually. "
"I do hate Wang Jun for stealing my horn, but I won't do such a disgusting thing." He snorted, lifted his butt and walked away.
Everyone also felt that it was very boring.
"Disperse, no one came to watch the show at this late hour."
There was no show in the theater, so there was no point in everyone sitting around.
So they all dispersed.
Zhang Xiaobai returned to his room angrily and immediately closed the door. He took out a bottle of ointment from the cabinet and unscrewed it.
He took off his shirt.
As soon as he took off his clothes, the few scabbed scratches on his chest were revealed.
Although they weren't deep, Zhang Xiaobai was a germaphobe. He couldn't tolerate any scars on his body, so he handled them very carefully.
He poured out some powder and was about to apply it —
"Knock, knock, knock …"
Someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it!"
"It's me, Xiao Jiang."
Xiao Jiang, the odd-job worker in the theater!
Zhang Xiaobai asked, "What's the matter?"
The person outside the door replied, "The costume you asked me to wash has been washed. It's here for you."
"Wait …"
"Hurry up and open the door! It's so cold in the middle of the night. "Xiao Jiang was shivering in the cold outside and kept knocking on the door.
Zhang Xiaobai really had no choice but to panic. When he got up, he accidentally knocked over the bottle of medicine.
The white powder sprinkled all over him.
He quickly picked up the overturned bottle, patted the powder off his body, and said to the outside, "Just leave it at the door."
"This costume has just been washed. Won't it get dirty again if it's placed on the ground? What are you busy with? Hurry up and open the door. "
Helpless, Zhang Xiaobai didn't have time to apply the medicine. He quickly put on his clothes, hid the medicine, and went to open the door.
When he opened the door, he hadn't put on his clothes yet. He was anxiously wrapping his belt.
Xiao Jiang stood at the door with a few sets of cleaned costumes. When she saw his untidy clothes, she suddenly smiled and looked inside. She asked, "Your room … Is there a beauty hidden in it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Look at you."
Zhang Xiaobai swallowed his saliva and explained, "I was planning to sleep."
"What are you nervous about?"
Zhang Xiaobai glared at him and took the costume from his hand. He said, "Alright, hurry up and leave."
He planned to close the door!
However, Xiao Jiang blocked the door and squeezed in. "What's the hurry? Everyone is sleeping. It's so boring! I came to talk to you. "
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