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Chapter 170 Fate, it’s an unfair fate that sent me here!

"Sifeng! Don't forget to take out all your new clothes and show your mother!"

With the sound on the stage.

The originally dark scene gradually began to become brighter.

At the same time, the surrounding furniture and furnishings are also presented to all viewers.

Seeing this, Qi Yuncheng had to sigh that it was more lively than cross talk, because as soon as these things appeared, the scene became more three-dimensional.

There is also a specific sense of age.

Of course.

The most amazing thing is the actors.

At this moment, Song Yi has appeared. Her top and bottom pants are all made of silk fabrics. The colors are very single and plain, but the more she looks like this, the easier it is for her feminine temperament to be brought out.

And after this step by step.

Behind him was an old man wearing a gray gown.

"Got it!" Song Yi quickly walked to the stage and replied.

"There's still money!"

‘Money?’

"I mean, haven't you saved some money in the past two years? Take it out later and show it to your mother! Let her say, would it have been possible without your father?

If you don't help people in this big mansion, how can you eat and drink well every day?

Can you wear this little silk fabric on a hot day?"

When her father pulled the sleeves of her clothes, Sifeng, who was performing by Song Yi, suddenly leaned aside and then gently pushed her father's hand away.

"Mom is a conscientious person, educated, and has a good reputation. She is reluctant to let others boss her daughter around!"

The old man clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Speaking of face? Why is there no shame? Is she talking of face? Going to a girls' school eight hundred miles away to become a mother?

Just for eight yuan a month? Only go home once every two years? Is this called duty?

And you, your unlucky brother, don’t know which bastard your mother is married to!"

"How can you say that? Why is my brother sorry for you?"

"How is he worthy of me?"

……

One word and one sentence.

Song Yi started performing on the stage.

Qi Yuncheng felt that the performance of each line was extremely good.

As for the character performing with her at the moment, his name is Lu Gui.

Sifeng's biological father.

He is also the husband of Sifeng's mother, Lu Shiping, and a servant of the Zhou family.

In terms of personality, he is completely like a common bourgeois little person, such as being greedy for money and fond of gambling.

As for Sifeng's mother, Lu Shiping, she is the epitome of a poor woman in the old times, and at the same time embodies the strength of women.

Just like that, when these people first came out.

Qi Yuncheng sat in his seat and was fascinated by the show. At the same time, he also knew that Deyun was also going to hold a cross talk show.

However, it cannot be said to be learning. After all, there are still some differences between cross talk dramas and dramas, but it is definitely not bad to understand it in advance.

But while he was watching, Zhou Xiaoyue's eyes were looking back and forth between the senior sister and him, because they were both familiar to her.

At the same time, she has always looked up to her senior sister, and she is really beautiful.

Even if you dress up so simply on stage.

As she thought about it, her heart suddenly jumped a little faster, and then she turned sideways and bravely asked curiously.

"Um...you have met a few times. Can I ask, what do you think of Senior Song Yi?"

Qi Yuncheng turned his head and didn't understand why she asked. After thinking for a while, he thought he was talking about the character's style in the performance, so he nodded immediately.

And he praised it without hesitation.

"It's good. I like her very much. Although I haven't seen her too many times, to be honest, I can tell how good she is at the first sight!"

"Hey, is it true? Does the senior sister know?" Zhou Xiaoyue suddenly became a little excited.

"Huh?"

Qi Yuncheng frowned, feeling confused and a little panicked, because he felt that he might not understand her point, and he didn't know whether the compliment he just said was over the top.

But it was hard to ask any more questions, so I could only speak in a confused tone.

"Maybe... I don't know!"

"Yes, I know!"

Zhou Xiaoyue nodded thoughtfully, then stopped. Then, she straightened up and continued to look at the stage.

But Qi Yuncheng really didn't understand. He didn't even understand what he said just now. Wasn't it the first time he watched her perform in a play? Then she hadn't even finished the performance, so she definitely didn't know her own evaluation.

So why do you ask her if she knows?

But looking at the girls watching the drama seriously, I didn’t bother to talk about this topic anymore. After all, girls are sometimes difficult to understand.

So I continued to watch the drama in front of me.

However, after watching for about an hour, Song Yi's performance of the Four Phoenix scenes gradually became less and less. At the same time, Lu Shiping and Zhou Puyuan also met again.

……

On stage!

Zhou Puyuan is sitting on a chair!

"You go down first and let me think about it first. By the way, tell Sifeng to take out the old raincoat from my camphor box.

Then I also picked out a few old shirts from the box."

Lu Shiping: "Old shirt?"

"Well! You tell her, in my old suitcase, there is a silk shirt."

Lu Shiping: "Aren't there five pieces of silk shirts made by Master? I don't know which one you want."

That’s it.

Zhou Puyuan, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly became stunned, his tone became faster, and he repeated and confusedly said, "Which one?"

Lu Shiping's voice was a little aggrieved, "There was a hole on the right sleeve that was burnt out, and it was later repaired with a plum blossom embroidered with silk thread."

"Plum blossoms?"

"There is also the word "Ping" embroidered on the side!"

"Hey, you, who are you?"

"I am a servant who served the master before."

"Servant, Shi Ping?" Zhou Puyuan suddenly stood up and went to get a photo in the room.

Every word and deed, every action and performance.

At this moment, Qi Yuncheng could clearly see below. Although he could not name the two old actors, their acting skills still had some tension in the drama.

They are all extremely strong!

The most classic part came to the final stage.

Lu Shiping: "I never thought that Shiping's appearance would one day be so old that you wouldn't even recognize her."

Zhou Puyuan: "You, what are you doing here?"

Lu Shiping: "I didn't come here."

Zhou Puyuan: "Who ordered you to come?"

Lu Shiping: "Fate, unfair fate ordered me to come!"

Zhou Puyuan: "It took thirty years, but you still found it here!!"

Lu Shiping: "No, I'm not looking for you. I never expected to be here today. It's God who wants me to meet you here again."

……

……

Seeing this, Qi Yuncheng's eyes never left the stage for a moment, but at this time there happened to be some movement in the pocket of his shirt.

My eyes could only reluctantly shift from the stage to the cell phone I took out.

And when I looked down, I saw that the uncle had posted it.

"Yuncheng, how are you? Are you free? I have something to do over here, let's discuss the cross talk drama together!"

"Uncle, I'm in the Capital Theater now." Qi Yuncheng replied sheepishly.

Yu Qian naturally knew that he would go to see it, but he didn't ask specifically about the time before, otherwise he wouldn't have sent a text message at this time.

"Okay, it depends on your time. Anyway, come here before dinner, and I'll take care of your meal. Let's have a good chat, and Xiao Meng is here too."

"No problem!"

After responding to this sentence.

Qi Yuncheng must be happy because dinner is in order.

Regardless of his current commercial performances, he has made a lot of money from his special performances, but he is indeed happy. He may feel a bit worthless, but he still scores points.

Uncle, you really should go less often.

And it must be the uncle who cooks, because Aunt Bai doesn’t know how to cook.


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