After entering the city, I became everyone in Liyuan

And Deng Qi, who was watching the drama video of the Plum Blossom Awards that just ended a few days ago, was suddenly interrupted by his roommate's exclamation.

Those who learn to sing basically have a good voice, and the dormmates learn from Wu Laosheng. Not only Deng Qi, but the other two were also shocked by this roar.

"Fuck, you don't sleep so late, why are you screaming?" One of the people who had already fallen asleep raised his hand and threw the pillow over.

The boy didn't care at all, and directly shared the video he saw just now with the group in their dormitory.

"Look, look, my sister looks like she's only sixteen or seventeen years old. Which one of us can compare to this song?"

Don't say they can't compare, they are not male singers, but female singers, or martial arts students, and they can sing so well, it's amazing!

I won't say whose mouth is shedding tears of envy!

There are six people in the dormitory, two of them went to an unknown corner to spend the last month with their girlfriends, and the other three have all seen the video.

"This sister is bull B!"

"I read the comments below saying that she just finished the college entrance examination, are all the college entrance examination candidates so good now? Can't compare, can't compare!"

"Did you go to elementary school?"

"I don't know, but it seems that someone said that she used to live in a remote rural area and came to the capital recently. There is no serious opera troupe in a small place, who can I learn from? And if she can really be sent to an opera troupe, she doesn't want to study It’s over. Didn’t this younger sister just finish the college entrance examination? I just don’t know which school. But if she can transfer to a school in the capital a few months before the college entrance examination, her family should not be an ordinary family.”

According to the analysis of the comments below, the boy was very logical. The other two boys felt that what he said was quite reasonable. Only Deng Qi was still watching the video on the phone without saying a word.

"Deng Qi, why don't you speak? Did you also get hit hard?" The boy who posted the video teased Deng Qi.

Of the six people in their dormitory, only Deng Qi worked the hardest and had the best talent.

But his luck is not very good, every time someone from the theater troupe comes to pick someone or has the opportunity to perform on stage, it is not his turn.

What I said just now was actually just a joke. Wusheng is not something that can be done just by singing with two voices.

If those basic skills have not been practiced for ten or eight years, it is easy to show timidity on the stage, and if it is not good, it will make a head and have a stage accident, which is really embarrassing and ugly.

This is why many opera actors have to start from the tricks.

"No, I know this girl."

As soon as Deng Qi said this, the two lying on the bed straightened up one by one, and jumped out of the bed while leaning on the railing.

From this, it can be seen that he is learning martial arts.

"You're hiding something deep!"

"Quickly tell the truth, how did you know this little sister!"

"Leniency for confession, strictness for resistance, don't say I didn't warn you in advance!"

One of the three hooked him around the neck, the other pressed his right arm, and the other held down his left arm. They bound him tightly and yelled at Deng Qi with grinning teeth.

It is said that doing big things in silence, the ancients did not deceive me.

Unexpectedly, the most honest Deng Qi was the most dishonest!

Deng Qi was dumbfounded by them, and patted the arm hooking his neck, "When you came back in the afternoon, weren't you talking about Professor Yan watching people order dishes?"

"The 'person' you are talking about is the girl in the video."

"Really?" Boy A subconsciously let go of Deng Qi's arm and asked in disbelief.

I dare not think that they missed such a good opportunity!

"Really." Deng Qi didn't dare to say that he added this little sister as a friend, otherwise the three of them might just snatch his phone away and add another little girl.

It's not good if it scares people.

"Hey, okay, it seems that we don't have the life to let Lao Yan watch people order dishes."

"Tui, you're going to be ordered by Lao Yan now, what else do you want to do?" Roommate B complained rudely.

"Hey, I read some comments saying that she was telling a story in a teahouse, do you want to go see it? I plan to go and see it tomorrow, and by the way, I will make a familiar face in front of my future schoolgirl." Roommate C said while holding his mobile phone.

Roommates A and B hurriedly surrounded roommate C, "Go, go, of course! Which teahouse, which teahouse?"

Roommate C took a screenshot of the name in the comment area to show them.

"Hey, I've heard of this teahouse before. It was said that there was a very young girl who spoke very well, and some people came from a long way just to hear her talk. But that girl has stopped for more than one hour because of the college entrance examination. It's been a month. It's our little junior sister who won't talk about it, right?" Boy A said.

Deng Qi said slowly: "It should be her."

It is estimated that Man Jingcheng will not be able to find a second high school student who can go to the storytelling book and let people read it specially.

"Alright then, let's go there early in the morning!"

A, B, and C are full of enthusiasm and plan to get up early and go there.

"Tomorrow, we will have classes starting at eight o'clock, and it will not end until six o'clock in the evening. You will not forget, right?" The exam is coming soon, and it is necessary to hug Buddha's feet temporarily.

People who usually skip class will come back to class obediently.

The three of them immediately drooped their shoulders like a deflated ball.

Deng Qi sat back at the table, thought for a while and sent Su Yue a message.

It was already the second day when Su Yue saw the news. She didn't expect that even this senior brother knew about the short aria yesterday.

After thinking for a while, I replied: [I will go to the teahouse in the past few days, but the tickets for these days may not be easy to buy.Let me communicate with the owner of the teahouse and see if I can leave some tickets for you. Can I reply to you in the afternoon? 】

Deng Qi gets up very early every day to practice morning exercises, so he saw Su Yue's news not long after it was sent out.

I didn't expect Su Yue to be so eloquent, so she quickly replied: [Okay, thank you, junior sister. 】

Both of them can be regarded as students of Mr. Yan, so they were called by the brothers and sisters.

The other people in the dormitory didn't know that their tickets had been settled by Deng Qi quietly, and they were sleeping soundly, and their dreams were full of pleasant scenes of drinking tea and listening to books in a teahouse.

On Su Yue's side, after finishing the basic skills in the morning, she greeted the aunt who was cooking, and was about to sit down for dinner when she heard someone knocking on the door.

"Good morning, Mr. Fang. Who is this?" He knocked on the door early in the morning. This was the first time for a young girl to get on a sedan chair.

Very strange.

Seeing Uncle Fang's hesitant expression, Su Yue was puzzled.

What's wrong, it's early in the morning.

"Girl Xiaoyue, what do you think the uncle treats you?"

Um?Su Yue was even more puzzled, how did this start to play the emotional card?
"Okay, you and the aunt are very good to me." These words are sincere.

The neighbors here are very considerate of her, so she occasionally buys something to give to her neighbors when she has nothing to do.

Uncle Fang's face became even more aggrieved when he heard the words, "I don't think you mean what you said!"

"Where did you say that?"

Uncle Fang stared at Su Yue, "Then why don't you say a word when you tell storytelling in a teahouse?"

"And I can see that you were singing on the stage yesterday. Then you say that we old neighbors, if we want to hear you sing, we have to press our ears against the wall to hear it. Why don't you go tell a book?" Free delivery, is that why you think I am good to you, uncle?"

Su Yue: "." Why did this matter get to Mr. Fang?It's outrageous!
"How did you know that I talked about Pingshu in the teahouse?" Su Yue asked curiously.

Uncle Fang snorted, took out the phone from his trouser pocket, fiddled with it a few times and handed it to Su Yue, "Here, we sent it in the group."

Uncle Fang and the others have a fan group, usually many people sing a few words in it, he usually doesn't look at his phone very much, that is, last night, seeing that the little girl was not at home, he was lying on the bed early.

But the weather was hot, and the old woman refused to turn on the air conditioner, saying that it was the knee pain caused by the blowing. He had no choice but to sleep because of the heat, so he had to secretly wear reading glasses to brush his phone.

After swiping, I saw the video posted by someone else.

I don't know where the video was saved from, it's already quite blurry.

But it's not like he and the little girl have known each other for a day or two, no matter how vague they are, they will be recognized at a glance.

Then he knew that this girl was secretly talking about storytelling in the teahouse outside, and she didn't tell them!
Can you talk about this girl's avatar?
It's really outrageous!
Don't think of them as good neighbors!

"Don't be angry, if I can perform on stage some other day, will I give you tickets to see it every day?" Su Yue returned the phone to Mr. Fang and coaxed him.

The video thing didn't really bother me.

"Don't change the day, do you still have to go to that teahouse today? If you really treat me as your uncle, then get me a ticket. I don't want it for nothing, I will pay for it." Mr. Fang said .

Su Yue was silent, she really didn't know if she could get the ticket.

"Well, I'm not very clear about the box office. Can I ask the owner of the teahouse first? If he has extra tickets, I'll ask him to keep them for me. If I don't have any today, I'll leave them for you tomorrow." OK?"

Although the tickets started selling on the same day, who knows if someone will go to the teahouse early in the morning to queue up to buy tickets.

Su Yue has no understanding of her own strength.

At six o'clock in the morning, there was an old man wandering around the door of the teahouse. The neighbors thought it was some petty theft and almost didn't call the police.

There were more and more people around seven o'clock, and Boss Yu opened the restaurant an hour earlier because of this.

So when Su Yue called him, she wiped the sweat from her brow, "It's unfortunate that you called this time, the last ticket has just been sold out."

In fact, he still kept two for himself, one for his wife, and the other.
Boss Yu gave a wry smile, not sure if he could send it out or not.

Su Yue made the phone call right next to Uncle Fang, turned on the loudspeaker, and Uncle Fang heard everything Boss Yu said.

His face was as dark as Bao Gong, he snorted and left with his hands behind his back.

Su Yue sighed, the old man is not easy to coax.

On the other side, Boss Yu hung up the phone, hesitated for a while, bought something, took the ticket, and went out.

After walking for about ten minutes, I was sweating all over.

Looking at the grand gate of the community, I registered at the security office and walked in.

After entering the building, it became much cooler. I put the things in my hand on the elevator, and I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

After getting out of the elevator, I walked to a house, raised my hand and tried to press the code, but I held back and rang the doorbell.

The one who came to open the door was a nanny in her forties, who was surprised when she saw Boss Yu outside, "Mr. Yu, why are you here?"

He quickly reached out to pick up what was in his hand.

"Is my dad home?"

"The old man is playing the piano in the study." The nanny said.

Boss Yu hesitated and walked outside the study.

The sound insulation of the house is very good, and you can only hear the sound of the piano pouring out of it when you walk in.

After standing and listening for a while, until there was no sound, he wiped the sweat from his palms on the handkerchief and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Boss Yu opened the door and went in, "Dad".

It was Uncle Yu who sat playing the violin inside. He looked up and saw his son. His calm expression just now changed instantly, and he uttered a word, "Get out!"

"Who told you to come to my house? Get the hell out of here. I told you a long time ago that I don't have you as my son. What are you doing here? Are you here to piss me off on purpose?" Uncle Yu stared wide-eyed, patted the table and stood up. , Pointing at Boss Yu and scolding.

"Dad, calm down. I just came to see you. I have no other intentions. I'm leaving now. Don't get angry." Boss Yu hurriedly said, fearing that his father would be angry.

Then he took out an envelope from his pocket, "A young girl who is very good at storytelling came to the teahouse recently, here is the ticket, if you have time, you can go and have a look."

Uncle Yu was in a fit of anger. Seeing him put the envelope on the table, he picked it up and threw it at Boss Yu, "Get out, take your things and get away with me, I don't mind!"

I never heard that the storyteller that Boss Yu said was a little girl.

Boss Yu left Uncle Yu's room in embarrassment, smiled wryly, and then returned to the teahouse.

Uncle Yu would be sitting on the sofa panting, his anger still lingering, he was cursing, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The nanny sighed, she was used to the situation of the two of them, and she just quietly packed up the things that were still on the ground.

When I saw the envelope, I looked through it and it seemed that it was not sealed.

Glancing at the old man, he opened the seal and looked, hey, it doesn't seem to be a letter, but a ticket.

"Hey, old man, I heard that this ticket is very difficult to buy, but I didn't expect Mr. Yu to still be able to buy it." The nanny suddenly said loudly.

Uncle Yu snorted, "What is hard to buy, isn't it just the ticket for the Nizi Teahouse? If there is anything hard to buy, I don't think he can sell it, so he will send it to me!"

"Then you are wrong. When I went shopping early this morning, I heard some people said that tickets for this teahouse were hard to buy. I didn't expect it to be Mr. Yu's teahouse. That's great, when the time comes I know if Mr. Yu can leave some tickets for me in advance." The nanny said happily.

Glancing at Uncle Yu, she actually wanted to ask, if Uncle Yu didn't go to see it himself, could the ticket be given to her.

It doesn't matter how interested she is in the storyteller girl, but it seems that many people are talking about it. If she can read it before others, she can show off in the circle of friends.

When Uncle Yu saw her like that, he knew what she was planning, so he snatched the ticket and went back to the study with his hands behind his back.

He can't use this ticket without anyone else!
But what did Xiao Wei say just now?Little girl storytelling?This is quite interesting.