Cheng Qiaoyi: "......"

This reason can be said to be very fresh and refined.

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know how to judge what he said, so he stood up stupidly and gave him a seat.

"Dad, sit down, I'll go over there and have a look. ”

Cheng Qingtong followed his line of sight, and he should be talking about the audience in front of the stage.

"Don't go to the audience area," Cheng Qingtong frowned: "You have almost painted your makeup now, and you used to squeeze around and sweat, so you can't spend all the makeup you painted?"

Cheng Qiaoyi also thought of what Comrade Cheng said, and he pondered slightly: "Then I'll go to the corridor and stand for a while." ”

"Okay. ”

Cheng Qingtong replied casually, his hand was not idle at all, and he took a pen and carefully sketched it on his face.

Cheng Qiao glanced at it, took a deep breath, and turned around to go out.

The makeup on his face was painted by Comrade Su Lao, and it would be difficult to get this thing if he was to specify it himself.

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't expect that Comrade Cheng still had this ability.

It really looks presentable.

At first glance, he has learned Danjiao, the same as Zhu Qining.

Alas.

Cheng Qiaoyi leaned against the railing in the corridor.

Now he can barely be regarded as a Peking Opera actor, and he should also learn to make up by himself.

Cheng Qiaoyi also saw it backstage, even if it was an unprofessional actor performing on the small stage in the school, all the makeup was painted by himself.

But that's not what he's thinking about right now.

Cheng Qiaoyi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Zhu Qining's Weixin, and immediately sent a message.

Cheng Qiaoyi: [The third child, are you there?]

At this time, Zhu Qining was also bored, playing on his mobile phone to destroy the stars, and when he saw the message he sent, he immediately replied.

Zhu Qining: [I'm here, what's the matter?]

Cheng Qiaoyi: [I ......]

Zhu Qining: [If you have something to say, I'll play games!]

Seeing the message sent by the third child, Cheng Qiaoyi immediately edited what he wanted to say, and did not continue to procrastinate, and sent it all at once.

Cheng Qiaoyi: [I want to ask, if the performance is over in a while, can you help me shout for me to return to the performance?]

Zhu Qining: [???]

When Zhu Qining saw the news sent by Cheng Qiao, he almost didn't think he was blind, he took a deep breath.

Zhu Qining: [Do you send it again? There seems to be a little problem with my Weixin, and there is a little problem with the message I received. 】

Cheng Qiaoyi: [I mean, when all the performances are over, you can help shout below to let Yang Yanhui return.] 】

Zhu Qining was frightened by his words.

He didn't expect his roommate to have such big ambitions.

Zhu Qining: [...... What do you think?Why do you call you to come back and not call Tong Ye to return? Tong Ye is not more fragrant than you!]

Zhu Qining: [Of course, there are so many excellent actors besides Tong Ye, it is better for me to call them back than to call you back, right?]

Seeing the news sent by the third child, Cheng Qiaoyi could guess his current expression, but he didn't have much to do now.

After all, the task is imminent.

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't want to deduct minus 40 points all at once.

Thinking of this, Cheng Qiao felt that he couldn't tell him a little bit as soon as he sent a letter, and immediately made a phone call when he quit the APP.

"Toot-"

"Toot-"

"Hello?"

Cheng Qiaoyi's voice came from Zhu Qining's phone.

"Hey, third child, it's me. Cheng Qiaoyi took a deep breath.

"I know it's you, tell me what you're trying to do!"

Zhu Qining answered the phone, and the noisy voices of other people came to his ears.

He leaned to the side, "You wait for me, it's a bit noisy here, I'll go out first, and you can talk about it when I go out." ”

"Good. ”

Zhu Qining leaned against the wall and walked out slowly.

He sat on a bench in the doorway, "Alright, now you can tell me what you want to do." ”

"I just want you to call me back when the time comes, just the message I just sent you on Weixin. ”

Zhu Qining couldn't imagine why he was so entangled in the matter of the return: "Is the return any benefit to you?"

"Hmm......" Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know how to explain the disadvantages if he didn't return: "I don't know how to say it, it's a long story." ”

Zhu Qining: "Then you will make a long story short. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi: "......" is nothing wrong with this.

Cheng Qiaoyi wanted to tell everything, but it was obviously impossible.

He recalled it in his mind, intending to force himself to make up a reason.

Zhu Qining heard that there was no sound on the other end of the phone, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you speak?"

"Ahh

"Then you just say it. ”

“…… Then I'll tell you?"

"Say yes. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi took a deep breath and said the draft he had already typed: "Just now Ye Mao told me that if I perform on stage for the first time, someone will let me return, and the probability that the leader will value me will be greater." ”

"That's right," Zhu Qining still felt that something was wrong: "But what are you singing when you come back? Aren't you only going to play "Qiujiang" and "Shiro Visits His Mother"?"

Hearing his words, Cheng Qiao paused: "...... That's why I didn't plan to sing Peking Opera. ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Qining felt as if he had heard something terrible, and he confirmed: "You said that you have to call you back, if you really come back, you won't sing Peking Opera?"

Cheng Qiaoyi also knew that he was at a loss, and his confidence was a little lacking when he spoke: "...... Oh, yes. ”

Zhu Qining only felt that his brain was a little swollen: "Then if you really come back, what are you going to sing?"

"Of course it's singing Huangmei Opera!" Cheng Qiaoyi blurted out.

"Huangmei Opera?" Suddenly hearing this name, Zhu Qining was a little strange: "Why are you singing Huangmei Opera?"

"It's not because the tone of Huangmei Opera is light! It's just right for this time. Cheng Qiaoyi casually made up a reason.

Zhu Qining still felt that something was wrong: "No, Brother Dog." Isn't Xipi Flowing Water Cheerful Enough? Do you still have to sing Huangmei Opera?"

"Of course!" Cheng Qiaoyi said confidently: "Isn't it a reversal if I sing Huangmei Opera!"

"Huh?"

Cheng Qiaoyi continued: "It's not that you don't know the tradition of sealing the box, I just can't sing my own work, right?"

Zhu Qining said in a daze: "Yes." ”

"Isn't that the end?" Cheng Qiao raised his eyebrows one by one, and his voice became brisk: "Think about it, if I sing Peking Opera, what else can I do back?