I Miss You - Chapter 3

Xu Qingcheng thought it was Xiao Zhao, so she quickened her pace and moved forward. She just wanted to wave her hand-she saw the other party wearing a black cap and mask, wearing a black sportswear, with long hands and long legs. , It’s really good… But it’s too strange to pick up people dressed like this, right?

Looking closer, he found that the man was calling. When he reached the door, he stopped and glanced at the flower baskets.

Qing Cheng thought, this person shouldn’t be Xiao Zhao anymore, and it’s not easy for her to go and disturb others to call.

So I walked to the side of the road and waited a while. The evening sky was mixed with layers of blue, occasionally dyed with crimson and hot gold, and the green orange couldn’t help but glance twice.

When she looked at the back door of the theater again, she saw that the man in black had finished the phone call, and neatly changed the two large flower baskets closest to the door to the lower position, and then turned and walked inside.

Qingcheng looked inexplicably, but when the other party left, she didn’t hesitate to walk over.

Seeing no one was watching at the door, she wondered if she could go in by herself, so let’s try.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped onto the steps of the Grand Theater, a burly uncle came out from the door like a ghost, his face was as dark as Gong Bao, and he stopped her directly.

“Please show your work permit.”

“Uncle, I’m looking for Director Xu.”

“Director Xu himself does not have a work permit, so he is still not allowed in. This is what Xu said.” The uncle was really worthy of his face, and he was selfless enough.

Qingcheng helplessly smiled at the uncle, and stood by the door obediently waiting for Xiao Zhao, and by the way, he looked at the flower basket that the man had moved just now-found one of them said “Song of the Water Mill Zheng Yin Feng Ya-Congratulations to Mr. Shen Jialuo for his successful performance” The other said “The wind is moving and the spring is beautiful-congratulations to Mr. Super for his successful performance”.

The two flower baskets are both generous. The visual center is filled with hydrangea of ​​various colors, roses are on the side, anthuriums are lined underneath, and there are some embellished flowers and leaves that she is familiar with but can’t name.

The green orange observations have always been meticulous. As far as the flower basket itself is concerned, Shen Jialuo’s is slightly higher than Super’s, but because Super’s was placed on the steps before, it was obviously higher than Shen Jialuo’s, but it was replaced by the man in black. After that, Shen Jiajue’s gaze was obviously higher.

There seems to be some doorway, Qing Cheng guessed.

Although she doesn’t understand the twists and turns of these horns, if anyone cares about the height of these flower baskets so much, then she guessed that there must be a competitive element here.

Anyway, waiting for someone to be bored, she picked up the phone again and checked Shen Jialuo—

Shen Jiajue and Su Po are alumni of the same school, and they are both graduate students and graduate students. Shen Jiajue looked upright and serious. He was two years older than Super and entered the theatre school earlier than Super, so Super called him a senior.

However, whether Jiao’erhong is red or not, it doesn’t matter if this comes first, and when you see that there are flower baskets for heroes and heroines, Shen Jialuo’s light is obviously going to be dim. The Internet also only shows that although Shen Jiajue played two roles in the performance of the youth version of “The Story of the West Tower”, one of them was just a slogan at the beginning of the show and came out to sing “Heading? Linjiang Fairy”. , Another more important one, that is, the dude of a supporting role country Chitong.

So, someone could not understand Super and changed the position of the flower basket?

Or is it Shen Jiajue himself? That person did have the capital to be an actor just now, even if he didn’t see his face, his figure was enough to look at…

Before she could think of one, two or three, a person rushed out in a hurry.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” This person rushed to Qingcheng in front of Qingcheng, “You are Miss Xu? I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”

“Xiao Zhao?” Qing Cheng smiled politely.

Xiao Zhao laughed, took out his work permit from his pocket, and handed it to Qingcheng: “You must take it. Because fans have been mixed into the backstage several times before, Director Xu strictly enforced the backstage discipline this time. You must have a certificate to get in and out.”

“Okay, I see, thank you.”

“Then I’m going to be busy, you don’t want to.” After speaking, Xiao Zhao disappeared like wind.

Looking back at the flower basket, Qingcheng smiled, and shook his work permit at the uncle, and then swaggered into the backstage.