Chapter Seventy-Four: Preparing to Return!

Zhu Qining only felt as if he was caught in something, "It seems like this......"

"Isn't that the end of it?"

Hearing Zhu Qining's voice, Cheng Qiaoyi knew that what he said was almost complete, "When the time comes, you can help me shout, just say that Yang Yanhui will return." ”

“…… Well. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi then instructed: "Don't call your name, if you call your name, it will be too fake, it seems that you are the trust I found." ”

“…… Am I not?"

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Zhu Qining only felt that his whole person was not good.

He was tricked by him unconsciously, and he tried to resist: "It's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

After Zhu Qining's routine, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his whole person didn't seem to be so nervous.

Zhu Qining spoke: "When I first came, Master Tong told me that the people next to me were all old people, so I couldn't make a noise about them!"

Cheng Qiao didn't care at all, "If you can't shout in your position, you can get closer, just go to the edge of the stage and shout." Thank you!"

"Ahh

"I'll go backstage first, bye-bye!"

"Doodoo-"

Hearing the sound of the phone hanging up from the mobile phone, Zhu Qining took a deep breath helplessly.

He just finally thought of another reason to refute, but Cheng Qiao hung up the phone directly without waiting for him to say something, which made him embarrassed not to shout now.

He tried to send a message to Cheng Qiaoyi.

The news seems to have sunk into the sea, and I can't wait for a reply.

Seeing that the time for the start of the play was getting closer and closer, Zhu Qining took one last look at his mobile phone......

Well, still no news.

It's really a dog.

No wonder you can't call it a dog!

Zhu Qining put the phone back in his pocket and sat back in his place.

At this time, the people near his location had already come, and as Comrade Lao Cheng said, they were all old people.

Alas!

Zhu Qi quietly waited for the official start of the box-sealing scene.

He had already given up and waited for Cheng Qiaoyi to reply.

After all, after the play starts, the signal jammer must be turned on. Zhu Qining still knows that no matter how much resentment he has about this matter, it can't affect the sending and receiving of messages.

His attention gradually dispersed as the box sealing scene began.

Soon, halfway through the performance.

Comrade Lao Cheng appeared on the stage.

Cheng Qingtong's appearance made him excited, but considering that he was surrounded by old comrades, he still tried very hard to restrain his emotions.

It would not be good if the emotions that leaked too much frightened these old comrades.

Zhu Qining is still very self-aware.

He glanced at the old people around him with his peripheral vision, and each one was calmer than the other.

Sure enough, he has seen a big scene.

Zhu was ashamed of himself.

Zhu Qining continued to watch the performance on stage.

Soon it was Cheng Qiaoyi's turn to play.

This is the first time Zhu Qining has seen Cheng Qiaoyi's old appearance, and he looks inexplicably elegant.

Vaguely, Zhu Qining seemed to hear someone next to him say: "This kid is so good-looking!"

???

Looking left and right, it seems that no one is talking?

Zhu Qining rubbed the back of his head with some annoyance.

Could it be that he was driven crazy?

Zhu Qining's thoughts didn't last long.

As soon as Cheng Qiao came on the stage, he simply said hello to Cheng Qingtong and began to sing.

Listening to the voice in his ears, Zhu Qining didn't know if he should sigh that Cheng Qiaoyi had practiced well this morning?

Yang Yanhui he sang, although he didn't have any bells and whistles, but his emotions were real and full, and it sounded like he was talking to someone.

"This kid is crying so pitifully!"

"That's it!"

Zhu Qining can swear that this time it is definitely not his brain supplement.

He followed the sound and saw an old gentleman who was fascinated by it.

…… Awesome.

The part that Cheng Qiaoyi needs to perform can be said to be quite short and weak compared to the previous ones.

Seeing Cheng Qiao come down, Zhu Qining could clearly feel that the pressure of these elderly people sitting next to him instantly dropped.

???

What's going on?

Zhu Qining only felt that the development of things seemed to be a little different from what he imagined......

His hunch was correct.

After the sealing scene was over, all the actors took a curtain call together and watched the curtain slowly close.

Before he could react, an old man beside him had already rushed to the front.

"Oh my God, Lao Li, why are you running so fast!?"

"Wait for me!"

"I'll do it too!"

Zhu Qining watched as all the old people around him slipped away.

In his ears came the voice of Cheng Qiaoyi explaining him.

"Yang Yanhui!

"Yang Yanhui!"

"Yang Yanhui!"

The sound was noisy, from the beginning of only a few old people shouting to the whole audience shouting frantically.

Zhu Qining: ???

This development is a little incomprehensible all of a sudden.

He recalled it, and he could be sure that Yang Yanhui, who had just performed on stage, was his salted fish roommate!

It's the salted fish who can only sing two plays and can't do anything else!

Zhu Qining took a deep breath, and in order to live up to his roommate's expectations, he slowly joined the team calling him back.

……

Cheng Qiaoyi's face was full of joy when he heard them let him return backstage in the background.

He didn't expect Zhu Qining to be so reliable, driving so many people to call him back.

All he thought at the time was: In the box sealing scene, there shouldn't be many people who think of the comeback, right?

With him nearby, maybe someone will shout after him.

The situation was completely unexpected.

Cheng Qingtong frowned and walked in front of him: "They are all calling for you to come back, do you want to go?"

"I want to go!"

Cheng Qiaoyi did not hesitate at all.

Just kidding, he's been arranging it for so long, just for this moment!

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Cheng Qingtong was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Cheng Qiaoyi would really go out and return to the field.

After all, his son himself still knows it.

will only sing two plays, what a scene!

Cheng Qiaoyi saw the distrust on Comrade Cheng's face, "Dad, I can do it." ”

"Huh?" Cheng Qingtong's face was solemn: "Why do you say that?"

"Dad, isn't the concept of the box sealing drama just anti-strings?

"What are you retorting for?" Cheng Qingtong was still a little uneasy.

Cheng Qiaoyi smiled in a low voice: "I'm regurgitating Huangmei Opera!"

"Huangmei Opera?"

"Yes! Huangmei Opera!" Cheng Qiao nodded: "We study Peking Opera, isn't singing Huangmei Opera at this time a reverse string?

"Are you sure you can?" Cheng Qingtong was skeptical of his words.