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The climate of Beijing this year has scared people to death. The dusty days in March and April are world-famous.

It is totally the sense of sight of the disaster film.

The training course was held in April, and I also experienced several such spectacular scenes. It was slightly better in May. As the weather became hotter and hotter, the sand and dust gradually disappeared, but the rain and dry heat that followed were extremely annoying.

After nearly two months of life, everyone has adapted to the new rhythm. Today is a day of rest. In the first few days, someone planned a trip, or went shopping, or watched a movie, or went somewhere to play, etc., in order to make the most of it.

Xu Fei does not shop very much, most of them go out to buy, maybe modern people think differently, he is not so frugal, he likes what to buy, so he seems very rich.

Early this morning, he went to run in the Old Summer Palace as usual, and when he came back, he carried a bucket of hot water, soaked the dirty clothes, and picked up another pot, washing his hair in the corridor.

While washing, Wu Xiaodong's ghostly ghost poked beside him, his face depressed, "Xu Fei, are you on the street today?"

"what happened?"

"I have two tickets for the dance drama. If you go, I will give you."

"Why don't you use it?"

"Don't I ask Shen Lin anymore, people have other arrangements, and I can't help but follow, this ticket is wasted."

"Oh, let's wait, how much?"

"Just give you away, I have to go."

Xu Fei raised his head, his wet hair against the white cheeks, the water flowing down the neck, flowing into the neckline, moistening the beautiful clavicle, and the muscles that became more and more apparent every day.

He glanced at the ticket, "Tianqiao Theater, dance drama" Qu Yuan ", 14:30 pm."

The dance drama has been seen several times in my life. To be honest, without the aesthetic ability of dance, I am particularly interested in stage setting and art design.

But since it's given, don't look at it.

He dried his hair, changed his short sleeves, ran to 205, the door was half open, "Ah, I have two tickets, you ... uh ..."

When the words came to his lips, he suffocated back because there were two people sitting in the room.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Xiaoxu was playing with a Mao Guotao doll and asked, looking up.

"..."

Zhang Li, next to him, somehow reacted and quickly got up: "You have something to do with Xiaoxu, then I will go first."

"Hey don't leave, it's not a shameful thing."

Chen Xiaoxu grabbed, "What are you looking for?"

"Wu Xiaodong gave me two tickets, I asked if you want to go." He said it anyway.

"Dance drama."

She took a glance and threw it back, "I don't want to see it, you can find someone else."

"other people……"

Xu Fei looked at Zhang Li subconsciously, and Zhang Li also just looked at him. The two of them touched their eyes and hurriedly turned away.

Please! You ask a friend to go out, people don't like to go, so you just look for the one next to her. To what extent can the emotional intelligence be so low that it can be done?

So he was a little embarrassed and said: "Whether you two go, just learn to dance and observe and observe."

"Do you want to see it?" Chen Xiaoxu turned around and asked.

"Uh……"

Zhang Li is an honest child, but instinctively feels that he ca n’t tell the truth. Here comes the sentence, "I can see if I ca n’t see it. You can ask others."

Go!

Xu Fei came out again with two tickets, with the same expression as Wu Xiaodong just now.

Do n’t pull it down, I ’ll go by myself. I sit in two chairs by myself, I can still sway, I can jump, I can still lie down when I ’m tired!

cut!

…………

Tianqiao Theater is the first theater after the founding of New China, and its location is particularly good. Qianmen Street is south, Tiantan Park is west, to the north is the Liulichang, to the west is the Central Ballet and several theaters.

Xu Fei really came. The lonely man bought an ice lolly and walked into the stadium.

The facilities are so-so, people can be full, he thought it was a song and dance troupe, he came in and listened to people talking, only to know that it was the stage of the Jingcheng Dance Academy.

In order to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the establishment of the school, one of the activities, from the choreographer to the performance, will be organized by the students who will graduate this year.

He was sitting between the two chairs with one buttock, and the pain did not move. He seemed to feel that this was a patient.

He didn't take it seriously, man, if he said that he would account for two!

It didn't take long for the music to sound in the dark, the curtain opened slowly, and the performance began.

"Qu Yuan" is very old, and Xu Fei really read it before. He is not interested in dance, nor in the content of the performance, just look at the stage set and art design, as well as the costume decoration of the actors.

The hardware is not enough, like stage lighting is very cheap, the color of the photo is not correct, just like the ghost film.

The people around him were also similar, with ulterior motives and distractions. There were two people sitting behind him. They loved to talk. They whispered and kept talking, a standard Beijing city.

Halfway through the show, an action appeared on the stage. The male protagonist turned away from the audience, the female protagonist was blocked, and followed by a motion of the waist, the audience could not see.

"Oh, this must be a kiss." The buddy pushed back.

"Why are you so jealous?"

"Who vinegar, who vinegar, I can't vinegar her?"

Who is so annoying! Xu Fei glanced back, and the black paint did not see clearly, just the two men.

Two hours passed by, and as soon as the performance was over, he slipped out, feeling inexplicably wasting two hours. Seeing that there is still time, I went to Liulichang for a turn.

Self-employed people and small vendors in Beijing are far superior to Ancheng, not to mention everywhere, you can touch them when you walk around. Without looking for good things, I saw one who bought sesame buns and bought four.

Two cents a.

He gnawed and shook his head, the biscuits were two cents, and the price rose quickly!

At about five o'clock, Xu Fei hurried to the bus station, and he saw a few people gathered on the platform from far away, and the noise was quite fierce.

"Grass you ↘ Uncle!"

"Grass you ↗ Uncle!"

"Who are you? What kind of low-level pretends to be here? The early special pretending to be low-level is sold to Africa for assistance. Do you know? What about ... "

Hey, the word is hard and hard!

Xu Fei looked at the probe and saw two men guarding a girl and facing the other two men.

These two people, with a round head and round head, inch head, and very large eyes; a thin, long face, small eyes splayed in a figure of eight, full of a weak sense of kidney water shortage.

This buddy with big eyes pointed at someone's nose and scolded, and the words didn't carry heavy samples. As soon as the other party looked at the culture, it was low. If they couldn't scold, they would be anxious.

"Hey, I tell you not to do it yourself, the capital of the capital is the best, and you can't allow you to make a lot of money!"

Greatly unexpectedly, the buddies scolded for their audacity, and they moved back to their companions.

The two sides were about to tear, Xu Fei squeezed in, "Hey, let me give, let me give!"

"Who are you?"

A fat man shy with his belly was stunned for a while, and then he pushed.

"I get in the car and let it go."

"Let your mother ..."

boom!

The fact that Xu Feineng directly turned over and grabbed a bicycle without absolute evidence shows that there is nothing good in his bones. There is no exit behind the mother character, a heavy punch is drawn from bottom to top, drawing an arc, which is hitting the fat man's chin.

Normally it is not white exercise!

The meat on the grandson's face was trembling, and all fluttered out of flesh, and his body wobbled slightly, but he didn't fall. But immediately, bang! boom! boom!

He is just like punching a bag, hitting his chin in the same position for several consecutive punches.

"Fuck me!"

The companion scolded and kicked up, Xu Fei did not escape, and he was sideways. Don't look like that big smoky face with that long and thin face.

Big eyes took a few steps, "Fuck him! Fuck him!"

After a few seconds of effort, the fat man fell to the ground, and hey shouted, clutching his teeth, and the companion also fell off, which was considered a mass extinction.

"You wait, you wait ..."

"Wait for your paralysis, get out!"

The brief excitement broke up, just when the bus arrived and several people got on.

"Yes buddy, pride!"

The big-eyed man started pretending again. The girl was quite sensible and thanked him very gratefully.

Pulling out a handkerchief with a long, thin face and wiping away sweat, "What are you doing for me? I'm a writer who has made you a gray-faced man. If this brother didn't take it, I will plant it today!"

He was very particular about it, wiping his palms with sweat and dirt before reaching out: "Brother, let me know. My name is Ma Weidu, and the grandson is Wang Shuo. That is Shen Xujia."