Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 168 A Little Cold Ass! 【Subscribe】

After returning from the master's side, Qi Yuncheng felt that he had nothing else to do as he watched him training several senior brothers in the background.

So he quickly took off his coat.

I was also afraid that it would get wrinkled just now, so I folded it step by step and put it aside.

Now, there is no need to hang up, after all, the performance has already finished.

After taking it off, he touched his pocket and found that the phone was gone.

It suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't brought it backstage just now, and it seemed that there was still a shock before going on stage.

I hurried over to look for it, but I didn't know if it was an advertisement or who.

After getting the phone, Qi Yuncheng turned on the screen and saw that it was a text message, but there were more than one.

"Hello! Long time no see, are you performing now? Are you disturbing me?"

"I happen to be nearby, but unfortunately I didn't get a ticket today, if the performance is over, can you call me back?

I have something to tell you. "

These two text messages were sent by none other than Song Yi.

And look at the time to send the text message.

Good guy.

It was over an hour ago.

If it was really nearby, then she would have been hanging out for an hour.

As for Song Yi, they had met once before, and Qi Yuncheng had nothing to do at that time.

Then come back to the words.

Except for the occasional text message exchange, they have no contact with each other.

They are busy after all!
He wants to learn what the system gives and theater performances, and she wants to participate in drama performances.

Not to mention the Chinese New Year.

Her hometown is Hubei, so she must go back.

I glanced at the current time, it was almost eleven o'clock, so I replied first.

"Sorry! I just finished the show, it's too late now, if you go back, it will be another day!"

SMS sent.

Qi Yuncheng didn't think too much about it, as long as he was a normal person, he would leave for more than an hour.

And now it's February, don't look at the calendar that says it's spring.

But the weather is still very cold.

But next second.

Song Yi's text message came, and he replied almost instantly, "No! Can you come out? I'm at a small stall near the overpass."

"He hasn't left yet?"

Seeing this text message, Qi Yuncheng murmured subconsciously, and without delay, hurried over to the uncle to say something.

"Master, I need to go out for a while, and I'll be right back. If Master wants me, please tell him."

"Row!"

Yu Qian was resting by the side and swiping his phone at the moment. As soon as the child came over, he nodded immediately, and then watched him go out in a blink of an eye.

I don't know what's the matter.

But suddenly he was taken aback, and Yu Qian remembered that the child just glanced at the phone before going out.

Yo, is it possible that what you just said is true?

Is there really a daughter they don't know?
There's no way, those elders know Qi Yuncheng too well, and they have been in folk arts since they were young, so things like this are really rare.

So what he does, you can guess it right away.

But he didn't say anything, and continued to look at his phone with a smile on his face.

Anyway, they don't care about the child, at most they are curious.

And the other side.

Qi Yuncheng put on a coat and went out to find Song Yi.

Outside the Tianqiao Theater, there are a lot of small vendors.

Most are mobile.

Who said that the flow of people here is the largest, even if it is so late now, it has not decreased, on the contrary, it has increased.

Because the show has already ended, a lot of spectators started to come out, and they listened to the cross talk for several hours once they came out.

Definitely going to buy something to pad my tummy.

So there are almost a lot of snacks in the past four weeks, and they are all kinds of fragrant.

that's it.

Qi Yuncheng began to look for people in these crowds and various shopping stalls, but he didn't look for long.

At the third stall lined up in the street on the left side of the theater, he saw Song Yi's figure, because he was waving at him from a long distance away.

But to be honest, if she hadn't waved, I really wouldn't have noticed it.

Because there were people standing in many places, and Song Yi was wearing a thick beige down jacket at the moment.

"I am here!!"

There was still a distance of more than ten meters between the two of them, so she yelled, and then smiled sweetly, as if she was finally relieved.

But when Qi Yuncheng came over, Song Yi was a little embarrassed.

Because she is eating at the table of this fried pancake stall right now, not to mention that there are pancakes she just ate a few bites on the small wooden table.

"Well, do you want to order one too?"

"No need, I'm not hungry yet!"

Qi Yuncheng shook his head, then asked curiously, "You sent a text message an hour ago, could it be that you have been waiting here for so long?"

"That's not true." Song Yi shook his head and looked in another direction, "A 200-meter walk over there is the square!
I went shopping there, but the stool over there is really cold to sit on.

You know I'm already wearing such thick clothes. "

Qi Yuncheng smiled inexplicably, and Song Yi also responded in embarrassment, but she didn't know why.

Obviously we don't meet much, and Qi Yuncheng is still a popular actor, but getting along with each other is really no burden.

That's why I said so much subconsciously.

But he didn't say much, so he sat down again and ate a few bites of fried pancakes, otherwise the day would be cold.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he remembered something and quickly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and then took out a ticket from the pocket of his down jacket.

"That... I know that Deyun can't send tickets, but our theater can. So here is a ticket, you can go and see it when the time comes.

And I'll be there too. "

This is the first time Song Yi has given away tickets since his performance. To be honest, I am still quite nervous, and this is the purpose of coming here today.

Because she really didn't know who to give it to, of course, the school girl would definitely give one too.

At this moment, Qi Yuncheng took the ticket while sitting opposite Song Yi, and after seeing it, he became interested.

Because the play written above is exactly "Thunderstorm"!
He has actually heard of this play many times, but he has never seen it. He is deeply interested in it.

Why is the relationship here too complicated, it can only be said that it is an operation that only big families can play.

It's also a classic.

So quickly ask, "Then what are you performing in it?"

"Sifeng!" Song Yi continued to eat the pancakes on the table, and gave out this character.

And after a word.

The two became a little quieter.

The sound that comes from the ears is basically the sound of customers ordering food from the boss next to them.

At the same time, there is also the aroma after the boss stir-fries the noodles and noodles in the pot.

It's not that the two of them have nothing to say, but that Qi Yuncheng is thinking about Sifeng a lot, that's how he is, if it's really something of interest.

Then it is likely to start pondering directly on the spot.

Dalin once complained about his brother, that is, he would think about it after the performance.

Same as getting into samadhi.

Sometimes I can't even call.

And now, he can't be blamed for not thinking too much, because he is really curious about the sparks between the roles of Song Yi and Sifeng.

But as he was thinking, Song Yi, who was eating, quietly raised his eyes and glanced at him, feeling a little embarrassed.

Because there are only the two of them, and if no one speaks, that must be the feeling.

But I don't know why, I quite like this, because Qi Yuncheng's face is full of seriousness, so maybe he is also very interested in Leiyu?

So after quickly eating the fried noodles, he simply asked, "Do you like this show?"

(End of this chapter)