Ji Yuanhai did not refuse. In the evening of that day, he drove Feng Xue, Meng Zhaoying, and Gong Lin to the dance theater.

This dance theater in the provincial capital also has a long history. It was an old theater before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was later modified and built into a dance theater. It was once prosperous twenty or thirty years ago, when the song and dance performances were impassioned and the newly renovated dance theater had red flags and eye-catching slogans.

Nowadays, the prosperity of the past has become a memory, and the old dance theater seems like a silent watcher, stubbornly located in the provincial capital, a city that is developing faster and faster and ever-changing. The mottled exterior wall is dotted with traces of time.

Walking into this dance theater seems to open a gap in time. The stage was a bit old, the red curtain had lost its luster and was even somewhat damaged at the corners. The chairs in the auditorium have not been changed for a long time. Some of the paint is peeling off, and some of the wood is even cracked. There is a unique smell mixed with rosin in the air.

The four of Ji Yuanhai found their seats and sat down. Feng Xue said to Ji Yuanhai, "Yuanhai, is this place so shabby?"

Ji Yuanhai replied: "I haven't been here either. This place really needs to be renovated."

"I heard that not only does it need to be repaired, but it also needs to be streamlined and merged with other theater troupes." A person on one side interjected.

Ji Yuanhai was slightly surprised. It turned out that the person speaking was Wen Qiong who was holding the child.

There is no doubt that the child she is holding in her arms is Sissi, the daughter of her sister Wen Xiaoli.

When she gave Gong Lin a few tickets, she happened to be right next to her.

Seeing her presence, Feng Xue quickly switched places with Gong Lin to avoid being noticed.

The seats of the four people also changed from Gong Lin, Meng Zhaoying, Feng Xue, and Ji Yuanhai from left to right at the beginning, to Feng Xue, Meng Zhaoying, Gong Lin, and Ji Yuanhai. On the right side of Ji Yuanhai, there is Wen Qiong holding her child.

To Wen Qiong's right is a man in his fifties, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, who is actually very beautiful, with a mature charm and elegant temperament.

Seeing Feng Xue and Gong Lin exchange seats, Wen Qiong hugged Sissi and bowed slightly: "Teacher Gong, I didn't expect you to be so flattering and bring your friends here."

He glanced at the young and handsome Ji Yuanhai again and asked with a smile: "You also come to see my sister's dance performance? I still don't know what I call you..."

"What are you asking for? Enjoy the show!" The charming woman in her fifties next to Wen Qiong pulled her and said.

Ji Yuanhai never thought that a woman over fifty could still have such charm. Even if she is mature, she can still see forty or five minutes of her beauty when she was young. This would be something that would be experienced by some special lovers in later generations. When I see someone like my aunt, wouldn't I want to be regarded as a supreme goddess?

Of course, Ji Yuanhai did not have such a unique hobby. What he quickly noticed was the woman's posture, expression, and the corner of her eye.

Hey, people in the system...

There was a high probability that he would recognize one or two of Ji Yuanhai, Meng Zhaoying, and Feng Xuezhong, so he stopped Wen Qiong's inquiry so directly.

Wen Qiong still didn't understand what he meant. He looked at the empty stage and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this started yet? Isn't there any performance?"

The woman said with a cold face: "Shut up and wait and see."

Wen Qiong was greatly embarrassed - in front of Teacher Gong, what do you mean?

But in order not to lose more face, I had no choice but to stop arguing, grunted, smiled at Gong Lin and Ji Yuanhai, and talked about today's program: "Today's performance is the stage play "Xiang Jun" starring my sister. "Dream" is adapted from a previous drama with the addition of modern dance. In this performance, my sister has a special skill called Liuyun Feixiu, where she wears ancient clothes and flutters her long sleeves. When it looks good, it can be retracted and retracted easily..."

Not to mention that Gong Lin didn't expect that even Ji Yuanhai didn't expect that Wen Xiaoli would be such a pillar and protagonist in this dance theater.

No wonder she rejected Gong Lin's solicitation without hesitation. It turned out that she had already become a leading "actor" in the dance theater. If she gave up such career development and became a supporting role in a film company, it would certainly not be possible. wise.

While I was talking, the performance had already begun. This new stage play really felt a bit new but not old yet. The clothes they wore were not very elegant ancient costumes, but the ones commonly used in dramas. However, the actors had solid dancing skills. , dancing gracefully, and walking as fast as flying... To put it simply, Qing Yi and Hua Dan jump around, changing their body shapes, combining ancient and modern, and showing the beauty of dance.

It's a bit difficult to watch, but surprisingly, the actors performed very well.

Especially Wen Xiaoli, as the protagonist, her unique performance of swaying her long sleeves and flowing clouds and flying sleeves when she danced, attracted many people to applaud.

With Wen Qiong and the woman there, the four of Ji Yuanhai did not show any intimacy at all. They all watched the dance performance with peace of mind. When the performance gradually came to an end, Sissi, who was being held by Wen Qiong, opened her mouth to cry. Joan was immediately in a panic.

Although the other audience members would no longer protest after the performance, it was not easy for Wen Qiong to change diapers and bottle-feed again.

When Ji Yuanhai thought that this child would be a star in the future, he felt a little curious as if he had learned a lot. He stood aside and handed something to him, barely giving him a hand.

By the time Wen Qiong and the woman finished their work, Gong Lin, Feng Xue, and Meng Zhaoying had quietly left, and Ji Yuanhai was also preparing to leave.

But the woman said: "Comrade, thank you for your help!"

"This child likes to be hugged. Do you want to give him a hug?"

Ji Yuanhai also smiled immediately and did not refuse. He reached out to take the child named Xixi and shook it slightly. The child who had eaten and changed his diaper giggled.

Ji Yuan Haixin said that this is very interesting. Shouldn't it be titled: Shocking. He reached out and hugged Sister Tianxian, and she actually kept laughing.

Or call it: Shock, while Sister Tianxian is still young, he actually does this...

After shaking for a while, the child made a sound like a burp.

The woman suddenly beamed with joy: "Sissi's milk burps are the most difficult to take. Comrade, you are so awesome. You can tell that you are a master of taking care of children!"

"How old are your children?"

Ji Yuan Haixin said, aren't you obviously pretending to be confused and trying to make friends with me?

"My child is five years old."

He replied casually.

After Ji Yuanhai finished speaking, Wen Qiong looked at him in surprise: "Did you get married so early? Your child is five years old now. Didn't you get married when you were nineteen or twenty, and then have a child?"

"Not so fast. I've been married for almost ten years." Ji Yuanhai replied.

Wen Qiong was even more shocked: "You have been married for almost ten years? How old are you this year?"

"Thirty-one years old." Ji Yuanhai replied, "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

Wen Qiong shook his head directly: "This is not just a question of resemblance. You look younger than me, but you are actually two years older than my sister! This is too exaggerated."

"My sister and I thought you were an unmarried young man. Your child is already five years old? You look so young!"

Ji Yuanhai smiled: "Maybe, I just look a little younger..."

While they were talking, the woman came over again, looked at the baby Ji Yuanhai was holding, and sighed: "This child is really destined to you. He is so obedient as soon as he sees you, and he usually makes trouble... "

Wen Qiong was confused: "Sissi is not usually..."

The woman glared at her warningly, preventing her from saying anything. Then, she raised her head and looked at Ji Yuanhai: "Comrade, what do you think of our child?"

"Well, beautiful, cute, she will be very beautiful when she grows up." Ji Yuanhai said.

"Do you feel kind and friendly?" The woman added, "This child is usually very noisy. Today I saw you and he was so obedient. It is really fate."

"Really..." Ji Yuanhai looked at the little fairy sister and then at the woman, "What do you mean..."

"I was wondering, do you want to recognize her as a godmother? Do you want to be her godfather?"

The woman asked with a smile.

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