I Miss You - Chapter 8

Later, the performers went to the rest room where Director Xu was, and Qing Cheng followed Tong Anzhi. She knew that her second uncle was not a long-speaking person, so she leaned on the corridor outside the room while playing with her mobile phone.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for someone to open the door and walk out-it was Shen Jiajue. She had seen his photo on the Internet before, so she recognized it at a glance.

She hurriedly stood upright and said hello politely: “Hello.”

The other party was taken aback, and then politely replied: “Hello.”

Soon after everyone else came out, Director Xu came up and patted her on the shoulder when he saw his niece, and said to the troupe: “Everyone was busy just now, so I forgot to introduce this. This is my niece called Xu. Qingcheng.” Then I reported the names of other people with Qingcheng, “You are all about the same age. Get to know them. If you can play, they will be friends.”

A group of people naturally agreed.

Tong Anzhichao Qingcheng shook the phone in his hand and said: “There is a bus in the group to pick us up, let’s add WeChat, I’m free, Joha.”

“Okay, definitely.”

Director Xu said: “Go outside, let me say a few more words, everyone go back and have a good rest, there is half time left for tomorrow, don’t take it lightly. After tomorrow is over, I will invite everyone to eat a big meal.”

“Wow!”

“Thank you director!”

“Last game, keep going!”

A group of people were talking babbled.

Qingcheng fell to the back of the team because she took the time to return the information of her classmates.

When she finished sending her head up, she found that it was Super walking beside her.

She had a heartbeat and instinctively wanted to pretend that she hadn’t seen a quick walk away… But when she saw it, she would be a bit silver and earless, so she pretended to be calm and continued to walk step by step.

Then she heard Super asked, “Is Kunqu opera good?” In a very easy-going tone.

Qing Orange suddenly thought of her lie back then, a little bit stunned.

“I don’t understand.” She wouldn’t lie now.

“It’s not easy to understand.”

After he said this sentence, he didn’t talk to her any more, as if it were a template for a nodding acquaintance.

Naturally, Qingcheng wouldn’t have nothing to talk to, but she was a little embarrassed, after all, she still remembered the old story. Fortunately, as soon as he reached the door, Super said again: “Goodbye then.”

The troupe bus was already waiting at the door. At this time, there were still some theater fans around the bus. When they saw them coming out, they all waved at them excitedly and called their names.

Shen Jiajue expressed gratitude to the fans on behalf of the members of the troupe, and took care of them to go back early and pay attention to safety on the road. Everyone then said goodbye to the fans and got on the car.

Qingcheng followed Xu to the parking lot.

“I didn’t expect Kunqu opera to be so popular.” Qingcheng’s accident was based on the reality of Kunqu opera’s niche audience.

Xu Ershu smiled and said: “The performance of this play is also beyond my expectation. I can only say that the time and place are right and people are harmonious.”

“Second Uncle, what play do you plan to do after “The Story of the West Tower” is over? Do you still do Kunqu Opera?” She asked with the slightest hope of hearing the negative answer.

“Kun Opera, but I haven’t figured out which part it will be done. It took a long time for “The Story of the West Tower” to be decided. It is not as well-known as the classics, but it is not so remote that it requires a big fight.”

Qing Orange said “Oh”, and then asked: “Then the lower part of the show still finds Super and the others?”

“These young people in their troupe are all good at their skills. According to Super, they were recognized as the best in the new generation before. The collaboration of “West Tower” made me more optimistic about him.”

“……Ok.”

Seeing that she was not in high spirits, Xu Ershu thought that she still didn’t want to do Kunqu opera, so he said: “Orange orange, as a director, you must have a broad vision. The art is interlinked. The more you are broad, the more you can acquire hundreds of schools. It’s so long, making a really good drama. The second uncle is not just doing drama.”

No, she was mainly because–

When he said “goodbye”, she didn’t reply because she didn’t really want to see him again.

She was worried about seeing too many people, what should he do when he remembered her? This is what she thought of later.

She wants face very much.

After all, the past cannot bear to look back.

“I understand.” The worst result was to be recognized, and she would not admit it. Work matters.

“That’s right.” Director Xu finally nodded in satisfaction, “Let’s wait for my notification when you turn around.”

“it is good.”