At about four o'clock in the morning the next day, Xu Chunqiu was woken up by a phone call.

She fumbled to pick up the vibrating phone from the bedside table, and then retracted it back into the warm quilt along with it.

The winter quilt looks like a barrier between it and the outside.

"Hello?"

She squinted her sleepy eyes and looked intently.

It was the owner of the garden she bought.

Immediately, a spirit came to her senses and sat up.

"Hey, hello. ”

The person opposite was very polite: "Miss Xu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot about the jet lag, and I disturbed your rest." ”

Xu Chunqiu said: "What's the matter, is there anything wrong with the garden?"

In the middle of the night, her voice was a little hoarse.

The other end of the phone "snorted": "There's nothing to worry about, I just want to make a phone call to tell you, since the balance of your garden has been paid in a lump sum, let's go through the formalities again, and this matter is over." ”

"The final payment, a lump sum payment?" Xu Chunqiu repeated suspiciously, "Isn't it an installment payment, when will I settle the final payment?"

Where did she get so much money?

She felt that she was afraid that she hadn't woken up, and she had even dreamed of paying off the mortgage, which was really thinking about it day and night.

Xu Chunqiu pinched his thigh violently, it hurt, not a dream.

The owner obviously didn't expect that even Xu Chunqiu himself was stunned: "Just yesterday." ”

"I heard from the friend who helped me that it seemed that someone else had settled it for you, and it was very bold to pay it in full at one time. ”

Xu Chunqiu seemed to know what was going on.

"The payer ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she only heard the owner of the house say: "It's a gentleman surnamed Lu, what is Lu called......

"I know who he is. ”

After Xu Chunqiu finished speaking, he only heard the landlord say again: "I have one more thing to tell you." ”

"Yesterday, I had to fill in the registration name temporarily, and your phone didn't get through, so he thought of one for you first, and if you think it's not suitable, you can change it. ”

"What's it called?"

"Qianqiu Theater. The owner said to himself, "I think it's a good name, auspicious, and nice." ”

Xu Chunqiu unconsciously clenched his mobile phone and said softly: "It's good, you don't need to change it." ”

"Okay, then let's do it first, so I won't disturb your rest. When the owner saw that she knew, he didn't talk nonsense and hung up directly.

There was only a busy sound of "doodoo" on the other end of the phone, there was no light on in the room, Xu Chunqiu stared at the dark ceiling, and he didn't know why he couldn't sleep.

She tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and simply didn't sleep at all, turned on the lamp and sat at the table, and she read the thick script of "Spring and Autumn in the Pear Garden" again.

Until seven o'clock in the morning, Xu Chunqiu estimated that it was almost time for Lu Xiu to get up, so he edited a message and sent it to him: "The owner just called me." ”

She was editing and typing in the word "thank you", only to see the message from Lu Xiu's side come back.

Lu Xiu: "Don't say thank you. ”

Xu Chunqiu stared at the "thank you" he had just entered in the editing column, and lowered his head to delete it.

The middle-aged and elderly emoji came in handy again, and Lu Xiu received a picture.

On the rose base map are three colorful big characters, thank you.

It's still in Chinese Caiyun.

Lu Xiu: FINE, it's good if you're happy.

......

At the end of the year, various satellite TV stations found Xu Chunqiu as in previous years.

Tang Ze glanced down at the itinerary in his hand, wrote a few strokes on it and said, "This year's New Year's Eve is still Yanjing Satellite TV." ”

"This year, they didn't have a clear request for you to sing or sing, but the satellite TV clearly told me that if you are willing to sing, you can be scheduled for the opening. ”

The opening song is often one of the most visited times for New Year's Eve parties, and Yanjing Satellite TV is willing to give her this time slot, which can be said to be quite face-saving.

"What about singing?" Xu Chunqiu asked rhetorically.

"The opera program is ironclad to be reared in the back, and it is not clear when it will be. Tang Ze replied, "You can sing whatever you want, anyway, now your main development route is in the film and television industry, and announcements like the party are better exposed, so as not to let the audience forget about you." ”

Xu Chunqiu pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can I also bring someone to the show this year?"

Tang Ze thought of last year, and naturally guessed: "You still take Fu Nanxun?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head: "No, it's another one, an amateur." ”

"There shouldn't be any problems. Tang Ze weighed it and nodded.

"Tell me when you think about what to sing, and I'll contact the satellite TV side in advance. ”

Xu Chunqiu agreed, and a thought gradually became a shape in his heart.

......

Xu Chunqiu came to Fujialou again, and today's opera garden is a little different from the excitement of the past.

There seemed to be more disciples in the garden, but there were not many voices practicing their voices, and there were noisy voices everywhere.

She came out of the antechamber and poked her head out to look around.

In the distance, a young woman in a long gown reached out and held up a long selfie stick, as if she was broadcasting live. She looked a little out of place in the whole theater garden, and there was a large circle of people around her.

No wonder no one tore their hips and practiced their voices, it turned out that they were all crowded here, Xu Chunqiu frowned without a trace.

"Don't squeeze me, the camera won't be able to shoot. ”

"Go a little ahead, a little ahead, you're in my way. ”

"It's out of breath, and we're in the live broadcast room with millions of fans this time!"

"It's not all up to our little Nie Senior Sister!"

“......”

The girl holding the selfie stick circled around, approached the headset and microphone and said familiarly: "Pay attention and don't get lost, the anchor will take you on the highway!"

"Hello everyone, I'm 'Xiao Nie who sings Peking Opera', now I'm in the Fu Jialou Opera Garden, and then I'll take you around to visit......"

Xu Chunqiu finally saw her face clearly.

It was a familiar face, and she must have seen her somewhere.

Xu Chunqiu suddenly remembered that Old Man Fu's wall was full of photos, and the figure in the glass photo frame appeared in her mind, faintly about to come out.

In the photo, the big eyes have changed, and they have lost their original charm and become a little cliché and tasteless by the heavy mascara. She is still beautiful, but it is not the original aura, but the kind of templated beautiful, Internet celebrity-style beauty.

That was the disciple that Old Man Fu loved the most, Senior Sister Nie that Fu Nanxun once said.

Nie Fuqian, who gave up singing and went to Lewen Media to be a trainee.

How did she come back?