I Miss You

It's not that Super has never been hacked online.

But this time, hacking his point made him a little unhappy——

"Don't you know? Super's girlfriend is very rich at home. The venue for Super's rehearsal of "The Story of the Hosta" in the garden was his girlfriend's. He always liked rich women. His former girlfriend They all have a little family background, but they don’t have the current cow ×. Hahaha."

Boss Su also wanted to hehehe. He had a girlfriend. How could he be a "previous girlfriend"?

He has never liked to post things about private life online, and he rarely clarifies some false rumors about himself. At this moment, he felt it was necessary. So he reposted this netizen's Weibo, and said: Tian Qianqin, Japanese food is only a glutinous rice; Huawu ten thousand rooms, sleeping at night is not more than five feet. I have food, clothing and career, why bother?

As soon as he forwarded it, the comment area immediately exploded.

Fan 1: My male **** is greedy for money? joke!

Fan 2: How many film and television directors have approached him, but have been rejected? Isn't being a star more profitable than being an opera actor?

Fan 3: If it is not true, although rich in wealth, my male **** will not move; if the mind is connected, although millions of people misunderstand, my male **** will be brave!

Fan 4: Looking at my male god, I finally understand what "people don’t know but not stunned". This is a gentleman, haha, my male **** I am proud of!

...

In less than an hour, public opinion had been controlled by Super's fans, but Boss Su didn't know, because he put down his phone and entered the building in front of him after he posted that one.

At this time, the crescent moon was high, and the building was shrouded in a hazy moonlight, which was rather ambiguous. Someone came out of the building one after another, and Super heard a few words occasionally, all about the drama "Goodbye Yueren Song". It seems that the debut of her first play in her career has just ended, and her reputation seems pretty good. He raised the corner of his mouth in relief and walked into the elevator to the small theater on the 13th floor.

At the end of the play, the people disperse, Qing Orange excuses that there is still something to go with the family, and in the background, she bid farewell to all the cast and crew one by one in a special manner.

When the theater was empty, she walked onto the stage alone and stood still in the middle. After so busy for so long, the result was finally satisfactory. She thought, looking at the seat she had reserved for him—even if he was performing outside and couldn't come to watch it in person, she reserved a seat for him.

There were clear footsteps from the entrance of the theater, ticking, from far to near.

Qingcheng raised her head, wondering who else hadn't left. When she saw the visitor clearly, her face was full of incredible expressions.

"You... don't you want to come back tomorrow?!"

At the same time that this sentence was uttered, she suddenly remembered that half a year ago, on her birthday, he had a performance of "Dream of Red Mansions" in Beijing, and promised to come back the next day to make up for her birthday, but he was born at 11:40 in the evening. He appeared in front of her at five points.

It was also that day, he officially proposed to her—

She remembers the moonlight at that time, as hazy as shrouded in silk; she remembers the overlapping rose petals, like hearts sealed by meeting in the world; she remembers his focused and tender eyes, which makes people unable to disguise when facing it. , Can only answer from the bottom of my heart: good.

"I can't wait for tomorrow, so I rushed back."

The two clasped their fingers together and walked slowly to the parking place.

Qingcheng raised her finger to the front: "The front is Qingshan Road."

"Yes." Super looked at the green mountain road in the dark shade of night, and said lightly, "Back then, I found you."

"What did you say?" Qingcheng didn't hear it clearly.

He retracted his gaze, looked at the person in front of him, smiled and said, "Thank you for being there."

The wedding of Super and Director Xiao Xu is scheduled for the following spring.

Although there is still a period of time, as long as Qingcheng is free, she will come to the Kunqu Opera troupe to discuss the pattern of invitations, wedding flowers and so on.

On this day, she took advantage of the noon break and slipped into the Kunqu Opera Troupe.

Unexpectedly, the Kunqu Opera Troupe, which is usually cold and deserted at noon, is particularly lively today. It seems that all the actors have gathered together, and even Tong An, who has already bid farewell to the stage, is here.

Seeing so many people standing abnormally in the yard, Qing Orange instinctively took a step back, wondering if he should avoid it temporarily. Who knew that Tong Anzhi's eyes were sharp, and she called out: "Guide Xiao Xu!"

The actor's voice was bright, and when her golden mouth opened, everyone looked at her, making her unable to retreat, and had to walk over.

When Super saw her coming, he stretched out his hand to embrace her and kissed her hair naturally.

Although the people in the Kunqu Opera Troupe have become accustomed to Super's attitude towards Director Xiao Xu, Comrade Lin Yixiao expressed on behalf of everyone: "Brother Su, pay attention to your image. Your fans always praise you for being noble and glamorous. ."

Su Pers was unaffected, and replied unsparingly, "Is there?"

"The fan filter is too thick! Isn't it, Director Xiao Xu?" Tong Anzhi asked with a smile.

Qingcheng nodded and thought: No, it's right to be scornful, why didn't she realize that he has this trait when she was a girl?

But he still asked very decently: "Do you... have activities? If it is inconvenient, I..."

"Oh, what's the inconvenience, not to mention that you are half of our colleagues, only that you are Super’s daughter-in-law, you are a member of the regiment." As a non-staff, Tong Anzhi is more timid. then.

Everyone agreed, making Green Orange embarrassed.

"Because the group worship at the end of the year was very successful, the leaders of the group wanted to give back to the audience." Suber ignored everyone and explained to Qingcheng what everyone was doing.

At this time, Tong Anzhi had a whim, and proposed to let Subo partner with Zhang Jun.

"Good, good." Zhang Jun, who was on the side, had not acted on the same stage with Su Po after graduation. After being transferred to the Baizhou Kunqu Opera Troupe, the two of them also rehearsed separately. When Tong Anzhi said that, it was indeed a bit tricky. But, what do we play? We are both niche boys, and if we follow the rules of transcendence, we have to play the two girls."

""The Peony Pavilion"?" Someone suggested, "But who will play Chunxiang?" It seems that it is not good for two actors of equal strength to condescend to be a maid.

Director Xiao Xu's mind suddenly came up with a play that he had seen before when he was studying Kunqu opera data--

So she said: "How about "Lian Xiang Compan"?"

Super: "..."

Zhang Junyi: "..."

"Hahahaha, this one is good, this one is great!" The others exploded.

Tong Anzhi smiled tremblingly: "If they can do this together, it is estimated that fans who can't get votes will be embarrassed for several years."

"Can't get a ticket?" Qing Orange didn't understand.

Tong Anzhi explained: "This time the theater ticket, the group intends to give it to the fans in the form of a Weibo lottery, and it will not be publicly sold. Hahaha, oops, no, laugh me, two handsome guys, let’s just set it up. !"

Zhang Jun couldn't laugh or cry, but he was also a very good and affordable person, so he was heartbroken and said: "All right, everyone is happy."

As for Super, since it was his girlfriend's proposal, he had to admit it anyway.

At this time, Tong Anzhi's eyes rolled and turned to Xu Qingcheng, staring at him for a few times, and then suddenly said: "I want to act ugly, but no one is partnering with me. Director Xiao Xu, or you can give it to me. I'm playing the role, are you happy?"

"What? Me?" Qingcheng thought she had heard it wrong.

"Yeah, I am a supernumerary, you are a family member, we just made a couple together."

"But I can't sing at all."

"What's the matter? Anyway, if you don't sell tickets, everyone will make fun for the fans. Otherwise, I won't be here, right? We will play "Double Down the Mountain". Boss Su teaches you, just sing a short paragraph, he knows it well."

Qingcheng still wanted to refuse, because she felt that she would not be able to practice the standard for being on stage anyway, but Su Per suddenly said: "Okay, I will teach her."

Qingcheng stared at Boss Su with wide eyes, thinking of the "Lian Xiang Compan" she had proposed a moment ago, and said to her heart: This revenge is coming too soon!

Speaking of this, Qingcheng didn't want to distract everyone, saying, "Then, let me try?"

Tong Anzhi clapped his hands with joy: "I'm really looking forward to it."

On that day, when Qingcheng followed Boss Su home, he solemnly requested: "When you teach me, you can't beat me, you can't scold me, you can't think I'm stupid. Otherwise, I won't learn."

This apprentice has a lot of demands, but who makes the apprentice a daughter-in-law? Boss Su smiled softly: "Okay."

Ever since Qingcheng promised Tong Anzhi to help her perform a short episode of "The Story of Nie Hai? Down the Mountain" that afternoon, her heart has always been like a big rock.

Although Super strictly abided by the promise of "no beating or scolding is not stupid", and she was very gentle, gentle enough... at this moment, her neck was filled with his breath.

"The left hand goes up again, yes, turn your head around, then go a little bit to the left..."

The breath became warmer, and then it seemed to be alive, and it was winding down to the tip of her nose...

"I have a question for you." Qing Orange met Shangsu's boss, "only two weeks, are you sure you can teach me to be on stage?"

"No." Super said bluntly without hesitation.

Qingcheng lifted her chin instantly: "Then what do you mean?"

Super didn't change his face: "I just want to enjoy the feeling of teaching you."

Green Orange: "..." Who is it? !

"Then you enjoyed and enjoyed it, why don't we make a deal?"

"tell me the story."

"I've studied that scene between you and Zhang Junyi is very suitable for accompaniment with the violin. I think, I will use my accompaniment to play Sekong instead of you, how about it?"

"Have you asked Tong Anzhi about this suggestion?"

"An Zhi will definitely agree to me."

Boss Su raised his eyebrows: "Then why do you think I will agree?"

Director Xiao Xu had a thick face, and said, "May I give you a **** scene?"

Boss Su froze for a rare moment...

Then, Boss Su agreed seriously.

Listening to the rushing water in the bathroom, Qing Cheng's face finally became a little hot. Thinking of driving him in just now, he seemed to go in without his pajamas. Qingcheng took a deep breath, turned and went to the bedroom.

After a while, she found a big strange box under his closet.

Curiosity killed the cat, she secretly lifted the lid--

Paddy clothing?

After a second, she suddenly realized something, but when she heard boss Su who came out looking for clothes behind her, she sighed and said, "I didn't want you to wear it, but I didn't want others to wear it, so I bought it. "

The group worship program of the Baizhou Kunqu Opera Troupe was released, and the fans went crazy, especially the fans of Super.

It has long been heard that the boss Su's appearance is stunning, but what has been circulating on the Internet is extremely unprofessional snapshots by those present. Fans kept calling for another performance. Unexpectedly, in addition to the benefits of Sekong, there will be a discounted "Lian Xiang Compan" by Su Po and Zhang Junyi. How can fans not be excited?

Sure enough, after the results of the final draw came out, the troupe’s Weibo account was full of ghosts and wolves. All fans who did not win the draw begged the audience to take more shots and record more—the shooting should be level, not blurry!

After the performance, the fans present lived up to expectations, and the various stills were brilliant. Especially for Super's, the daily appearance of the niche is chic and handsome, but the appearance of the young boy is also charming, and the beauty is not lewd, and the beauty is coveted.

No, Director Xu is currently maximizing a photo of Boss Su's "Lian Xiang Compan" by a certain fan, and read it again.

"She is better-looking than me?" Super came over and handed her a glass of juice.

"Ah? Isn't this you?"

"Then you see if she doesn't look at me?" Super wrapped her hands around her waist, and slightly increased the strength of her hands.

Qingcheng finally realized it, and she couldn't smile, and finally looked at him: "I haven't seen anyone jealous of myself."

Meeting her bright and moist eyes, Super was finally satisfied: "That's right."

Outside the window, the curls of winter are wrapped around the top of a winter plum tree. At the top of the tree, a few small golden flowers bloomed quietly, as if facing the person in the window, jokingly: Good weather too! ①