When he came back from his master and watched him scolding his brothers in the background, Qi Yuncheng felt that he had nothing else to do.
So he quickly took off his coat.
I was also afraid that I would wrinkle it just now, so I folded it step by step and put it aside.
Now, there is no need to die, after all, the performance has been completed.
After taking it off, I touched my pocket and found that my phone was gone.
I suddenly remembered that I had never brought it to the backstage just now, and it seemed that there was a shock before I went on the court.
I quickly went over and looked for it, but I don’t know if it was an advertisement or whose one.
After getting the phone, Qi Yuncheng opened the screen and found that it was a text message, but he actually found more than one.
"Hello! Long time no see, are you performing now? Are you disturbing?"
"I happened to be nearby, but unfortunately I didn't buy a ticket today. If the performance is over, can I reply to me?
I have something to tell you."
The person who sent these two text messages was either someone else or Song Yi.
And look at the time of sending the text message.
Good guy.
More than an hour ago.
If I really got to the nearby area, it would have been an hour since she was left.
They had met Song Yi in a hurry before, and Qi Yuncheng had nothing to do at that time.
Then if you come back.
Apart from time to time, they have no contact.
After all, they are all busy!
He has to learn what the system gives and the theater performances, and she has to participate in the performances of dramas.
Not to mention the New Year.
Her hometown is from Hubei, so she must go back.
I took a look at the current time and it was almost eleven o'clock, so I replied first.
"Sorry! The performance has just ended. It's too late now. If you go back, then another day!"
Send text messages.
Qi Yuncheng actually didn't have much thought. He would leave as long as he was a normal person for more than an hour.
And now in February, don’t look at the calendar that it’s spring.
But the weather is still very cold.
But the next second.
Song Yi's text message came over and replied almost instantly, "No need! Can you come out? I'm at a small stall near the overpass."
"I haven't left yet?"
Seeing this text message, Qi Yuncheng subconsciously muttered, without delaying it, and quickly went over to the old man and said.
"Uncle, I have something to go out and I will come back soon. If Master asks me, please tell him."
"OK!"
Yu Qian was resting on his phone next to him. The child nodded immediately as soon as he came over, and then watched him go out in a blink of an eye.
I don't know what's going on.
But suddenly he was stunned. Yu Qian remembered that the child just now had just taken a look at his cell phone.
Oh, is it true that what you just said is true?
Is there really a daughter they don't know?
There is no way, these elders know Qi Yuncheng very well, and they have been in folk art since childhood. There are really few things like this.
So if he does anything, he can guess directly.
But I didn't say anything, and continued to look at my phone with a smile.
Anyway, they can't control the children, so at most they are curious.
And on the other side.
Qi Yuncheng added a coat and started looking for Song Yi.
Outside the Tianqiao Theater, there are a lot of stalls and vendors.
Most are flowing.
Who said that the traffic 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 ended at this moment, many viewers began to come out, and they had listened to crosstalk for several hours after they came out.
I will definitely buy something to keep my stomach.
So there are almost a delicious snack around here, and all kinds of fragrances are everywhere.
that's all.
Qi Yuncheng began to find people in these abortions and various shopping stalls, but he didn't look for them for long.
At the third stall lined up on the left street where he went out of the theater, he saw Song Yi's figure because he was waving to him from a distance.
But to be honest, if she hadn't waved, she wouldn't have seen it.
Because people were standing in many places, and Song Yi was wearing a very thick beige down jacket at this moment.
"I'm here!!"
The two of them were still more than ten meters away, so she shouted, then showed a sweet smile, as if she finally felt at ease.
But when Qi Yuncheng came, Song Yi was a little embarrassed.
Because she was eating at the table at this fried cake stall, not to mention that the fried cake she had just eaten was also placed on the small wooden table.
"Well, do you want to order one too?"
"No, I'm not hungry yet!"
Qi Yuncheng shook his head, then curiously said, "You sent a text message an hour ago. Could it be that you have been waiting for so long?"
"That's not true." Song Yi shook his head and looked in another direction, "Walking over there for one or two hundred meters, the square is there!
I went there for a walk, but it was really a stool that sat there.
You know I'm dressed so thickly."
Qi Yuncheng smiled inexplicably, and Song Yi also responded awkwardly, but in fact she didn't know why.
There weren't many meetings, and Qi Yuncheng still had many popular actors, but there was really no burden when getting along with each other.
That's why I subconsciously say so much.
But without saying too much, I sat down again and ate a few bites of fried cakes, otherwise it would be cold this day.
After taking a few bites, I quickly put down the quickie after thinking about something, wiped my mouth, and then took out a ticket from the pocket of my down jacket.
"That... I know Deyun can't give tickets, but our theater can. So there is a ticket here, you can go and have a look.
And I'll be on the field, too."
This is the first time Song Yi has given a ticket since the performance. To be honest, I am 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 junior girl would definitely give it one too.
At this moment, Qi Yuncheng sat opposite Song Yi and took the ticket. When he saw it, he was interested.
Because the drama written above is "Thunderstorm"!
He actually heard of this drama many times, but he has never watched it. He is interested in it in his heart.
Who said that the relationship here is too complicated? It can only be said that it is an operation that only wealthy families can play.
It's also very classic.
So I asked quickly, "What are you performing in there?"
"Sifeng!" Song Yi continued to eat the fried cakes on the table and gave the character.
And after a sentence.
The two of them became a little quieter.
What I heard was basically the sound of a customer ordering food to the boss next to me.
At the same time, the boss also has the fragrance after stir-frying the noodles in the pot.
It’s not that the two of them have nothing to say, but Qi Yuncheng is recalling the character Sifeng a lot. This is what he is like, if he is really interested in it.
Then it is very likely that I will start thinking directly on the spot.
Dalin once complained that his brother was like this, that is, he would think about it first as long as the performance was finished.
Just like entering into meditation.
Sometimes I can't even call.
And now, we can't blame him for not thinking too much, because he is really curious about the sparks of the roles Song Yi and Sifeng.
But when he thought about the food that Song Yi was eating, he quietly raised his eyes and looked at him, feeling a little embarrassed.
Because if only the two of them and no one speaks, this is definitely the case.
But I don’t know why, but I like this very much, because Qi Yuncheng’s face is full of serious colors. Could it be that he is also very interested in Thunderstorm?
So after quickly finishing the last fried noodles, he asked, "Do you like this show?" This chapter has been completed!