Chapter 182 Why should I go on your date? Be a light bulb?
In the car, Guo Degang was talking about the child with his master, mentioning various aspects.
But it's mainly the business and motivation of the kids.
No way, they all think he is good.
And now the backstage of the auditorium.
How did Qi Yuncheng know that he was so missed and talked about by his elders, so he only took care of the final affairs with Luan Yunping and other senior brothers.
For example, clean up, put away the tea sets, or fold your coat.
They must have brought their own coats this time and must take good care of them.
But at this time, Xiao Meng was looking at his blue coat on the table in a corner of the background, as if he was looking for something.
Qi Yuncheng was curious and went over to ask, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's a little wrinkled. I guess it was accidentally done during the performance."
Meng Hetang looked at his coat the whole time, and then subconsciously smoothed it with his hands, but how could this be done well?
It's just normal.
They performed "Lotus Vomiting from the Mouth" today!
Although this program is not as dynamic as Wu Zhuangzi, it does involve rolling up sleeves or other actions, so of course it is easy to get wrinkles.
Although it's not big, the audience won't be able to tell anything about it, but if the coat is flat, it will look comfortable to you.
So these actors will iron it from time to time before going on stage and after coming off the stage.
But this is not a small theater. The small theater is prepared, but not here.
But while the two were talking, Zhou Hang turned over and spoke proactively.
"Teacher Meng, let's go to the small theater tomorrow and I will help you iron it, so you can save some time."
Turning around and looking at Zhou Hang, Meng Hetang was extremely happy. Ironing is indeed a troublesome matter for grown men like them.
"Oh, thank you, thank you so much."
"It's nothing. I'll make sure it's done before going on stage tomorrow."
Qi Yuncheng stood nearby and had nothing to say. He said, "Then fold your coats. We will take the car back to Yanjing later.
Don't delay, go back early and rest early."
"Okay, senior brother."
After agreeing, Meng Hetang immediately started folding his coat. It didn't take long, it only took ten or twenty seconds.
Then they packed up and left the auditorium together at almost eleven o'clock.
Although this is a cross-city performance, Tianjing and Yanjing are not far apart. If you travel by highway, it will take more than two hours at most.
But even so, it was around one o'clock in the evening when they went back.
At this point in time, Qi Yuncheng sent his master a message that he had returned to Yanjing, and then rushed back to his rented house in the Fourth Ring Road.
The moment you get home.
To be honest, I’m quite tired.
I just finished a commercial performance and then drove for another two hours, and I already wanted to sleep.
But when I got home and saw a few books borrowed from Master on the coffee table in the living room, I quickly put them on the bookshelf first.
When I went to Tianjing, I was also in a hurry.
There was no time to clean up.
Of course, he always kept precious books.
After putting it back, Qi Yuncheng began to wash up and go to bed. He will not have a performance tomorrow, so he can have another day of rest.
But when he waited until the next day, he didn't wake up by himself.
At about eight o'clock in the morning, when the sun was shining brightly outside, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang.
I picked it up subconsciously.
A strange female voice soon came from inside.
"Hello! Mr. Qi? This is the Sohu website. If you are free, can you accept a simple interview?
Just call.
Just ask a few questions.
It won’t take up too much of your time.”
"Sorry! I'm not free now! Next time!"
Sohu website is a news website with a lot of traffic, but Qi Yuncheng directly refused, because if there is no traffic, it doesn't really matter to him.
So I hung up after saying a polite word.
But after this, Qi Yuncheng was too lazy to sleep anymore in bed, and was about to get up and start washing or practicing.
The basic skills of cross talk should not be forgotten every day, even if you are not performing, you still have to talk.
You also have to hang your throat.
But within a short while, another call came.
"Mr. Qi, this is the New Wolf website. I wonder if you are free for an interview? It is about this commercial performance. I wonder what you think of the success of Tianjing Commercial Performance."
"Sorry, I'm not free now. Let's make a time next time."
I took my phone and replied again, then hung up again.
Only a few minutes after hanging up, and just when Qi Yuncheng left the room to make breakfast in the kitchen, the call came again.
Without even looking at it, I took my phone out of my pocket and put it to my ear.
"Hello!"
"Sorry, I'm not free now, maybe next time!"
"Ah? Are you busy now?"
A sudden voice made Qi Yuncheng stunned for a moment in the kitchen, and quickly explained, "No, there were a few interviews just now.
I've been so perfunctory.
Sorry."
"That's right, that's right. After all, you just finished your commercial performance yesterday. I just saw the platform posted a video of your performance.
A lot of people watched it, and a lot of people left messages.
I laughed for a long time after watching it.
I enjoyed every cross talk show, but the first one really caught my eye.
It would be nice if there really was time travel in this world."
"Maybe, it depends on the opportunity, but thank you."
The person calling at this moment was none other than Song Yi.
While chatting, Qi Yuncheng moved from the kitchen to the living room, and then started eating. At the same time, he was also wondering whether she knew about Hua.
If you really know, you must explain.
But the next second, Song Yi spoke again, "How are you? Are you free? Where to eat for lunch? We agreed."
"Speaking of eating."
Qi Yuncheng, who was eating, thought for a while, "Then I'm going to tell you a place. Shaobing told me about it. I'll tell you the address later.
We will gather there afterward."
"Okay! But I have a problem here."
"What's wrong?"
"Can you bring one more person with you then?" Song Yi's tone suddenly turned into a request.
"Okay!" Qi Yuncheng didn't mind this at all, and then relied on his own guess to ask, "Is it the girl next to my seat that day?
Zhou Xiaoyue?"
"Yes!"
"Okay, no problem, I'll contact you then."
"Hmm!"
After saying these few words, Qi Yuncheng hung up the phone, but still didn't ask whether she knew about Hua.
After all, it’s really hard to ask.
But I guess you don’t know based on the tone of your voice, so I feel relieved.
Ask her to explain to a girl that she bought the wrong flowers because she was stupid. It’s embarrassing just thinking about it.
Just let such a secret stay buried.
Anyway, in his previous life, he liked this girl quite a bit, so giving a bouquet of flowers like that is not too much.
The main thing is that the other person doesn’t have any weird opinions about you.
"Hey!"
Sigh.
Qi Yuncheng doesn't care about all that, let's finish breakfast first!
After eating, I still read a book, and then think about what jokes I can give in the next performance.
And on the other side at this moment.
After Song Yi finished calling Qi Yuncheng, he immediately called up the call records and called his school girl.
"Hey, senior, is there something wrong?"
"Are you free at noon? Are you at school? Can you make it to Yanjing Inner Ring Road?"
"Is it a meal?"
"Yeah! But this time there is something special. This is my first time eating with a boy, so I can't cope with it.
Come and help."
"Boy? Who is it? Wait..." Zhou Xiaoyue suddenly understood on the other side of the phone, and her tone was inexplicably excited, "Senior sister, could it be Qi Yuncheng?
Oh my God, you guys confirmed your relationship so quickly.
Why didn't you tell me?
How long did it take?
Can I jump in line after buying a ticket?
I’m so excited, but why should I go to your date? Be a lightbulb?”
"What a mess, I just invited people out for a meal as a courtesy, and besides, I invited them to watch a show, but I wasn't free that day.
It just doesn’t make sense.”
"I'm a little disappointed, but I'll do it. I'll have no problem with the meal."