When Qiao Jiayue and Deng Ying were about to leave, Qiao Hongyuan and Qiao Hongliang came out of the house, and the brothers said to be careful on the road, and then watched the two go out.

"Xiaoping Xiao'an, you guys have nothing to do today, right?" Qiao Hongyuan turned his head and asked the twins, "Since it's okay, just take the camera and go out for a walk, there are only a few places to play in Beijing, isn't it?"

Lu Zhenping didn't react, but Lu Zhenan understood, Qiao Hongyuan asked them to follow and take a look.

"Cousin Yuan, let's go now. Lu Zhenan replied and immediately went to change his shoes.

Lu Zhenping reacted consciously and hurriedly kept up with his younger brother's pace.

Qiao Hongliang shook his head, "If Yue'er knew about this, she would definitely be angry, and this is not the first time that they have gone out alone." ”

"You know?" Qiao Hongyuan frowned, why didn't he know?

"Of course. "Now it's no better than before, Qiao Hongyuan's energy is more focused on learning and experimenting, so naturally he won't pay attention to these small details.

"......" Qiao Hongyuan's mood is very complicated now, he has never thought of opposing Deng Ying and Qiao Jiayue.

But yesterday he saw Qiao Jiayue take the initiative to send something to Deng Ying, and suddenly he had a sense of crisis that his sister was snatched away.

Qiao Hongliang patted Qiao Hongyuan on the shoulder, "Sooner or later, you have to get used to it, you still want to know how to tell your eldest brother about this." ”

Qiao Hongyuan saw that Qiao Hongliang was going out, and he muttered, "Also, let the eldest brother worry about it." "How can I have the feeling that my sister has been snatched away by myself?

He immediately went to write the letter.

When Qiao Hongzhi, who was far away in the army, received this letter, the whole person almost didn't jump.

His sister was snatched away by a big-tailed wolf while he was away, but he couldn't beat anyone with itchy hands.

Although he has known this big-tailed wolf for several years, it is of a different nature!

Qiao Hongzhi was depressed and wrote a long letter to Qiao Jiayue, and when Qiao Jiayue received this letter, she suddenly cried and laughed.

But that's for later, so let's not talk about it for now.

Qiao Jiayue sat on the back seat of the bicycle, and as soon as Deng Ying kicked his feet, the bicycle drove slowly ahead.

"Where are we going?" Qiao Jiayue asked curiously.

"Don't you like to go to the theater, and we're going to the theater, and there's rehearsals over there for the past two days. ”

"Rehearsals, isn't it appropriate for us to go?" Qiao Jiayue felt that it was not a formal performance, and people probably wouldn't be happy for them to watch it.

"It's okay, I got someone to get a pass and go and see it. Deng Ying explained, he thought about it, the weather was too hot, and he had to stay outside to get heat stroke.

When Qiao Jiayue heard this, she couldn't help but look forward to it, "Okay!"

This is a small theater, which is already a little old, Deng Ying took out a pass and showed it to the doorman, and the two pushed their bicycles in.

They entered the studio, and it was very dark, only the stage lights were on, and there were people walking up and down the stage, setting up props.

Qiao Jiayue originally wanted to sit in the last row, but they came to see it secretly, and it was too conspicuous to be in front.

"It's okay, let's go. Deng Ying said, plucked up the courage to take Qiao Jiayue's hand and walked to the front row.

Qiao Jiayue was stunned, the warm, slightly rough touch on her hand, slightly higher than her own temperature, seemed to quietly seep into the blood from between her fingers, and slowly traveled to her heart.

Deng Ying pulled Qiao Jiayue to the second row and sat down, only then did he pretend to let go of his hand inadvertently, God knows that he was so nervous, his heart was about to jump out.

He opened the satchel he was carrying, took out a blue kettle, and washed the grapes in the box.

Stuffed with something in her hand, Qiao Jiayue glanced sideways at Deng Ying, just in time to see his ears that were so red that they were almost dripping blood.

He's nervous, too.

Qiao Jiayue pinched a grape and put it in her mouth, the sweet and sour taste made her squint her eyes.

Obviously, the rehearsals hadn't started yet, and they had come too early.

Deng Ying felt that the space was a little stuffy, and there was an electric fan overhead, but it was not turned on, and the air was not very circulating.

He was a little annoyed and inconsiderate.

When the two came in, the staff had actually found out, but they didn't think much about it, and sometimes acting students would come to watch.

These two young people have good appearance and good temperament, and they are good seedlings at first glance.

Qiao Jiayue took out two folding fans from her bag and gave them to Deng Ying, "Oh, fan the wind yourself." ”

Deng greeted the fan, so he fanned Qiao Jiayue first, "Sorry, I didn't arrange it." ”

He said with some frustration that maybe as his father said, he would visit the National Art Museum of China first, and then go to a Moscow restaurant for lunch at noon.

It is said that both the decoration and the food are in the style of the Soviet Union, and the cost is also within his means, and many people are now proud to be able to eat this Western food.

If the Moscow restaurant is not good, there is also the Western restaurant of the Shimbashi Hotel, where the Soviet cuisine is also very authentic.

Deng Ying pondered in his heart, which restaurant to go to first, this should be the most suitable for dating.

Qiao Jiayue smiled, "No, I'm looking forward to it." "It's almost time to see the furnishings on the stage, and the curtain has been pulled down, and it looks like it's about to start.

Deng Ying was really happy to see Qiao Jiayue, without a trace of reluctance, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, I hope his choice is right.

After a while, the curtain on the stage opened and rehearsals began.

Qiao Jiayue watched intently, trying hard to grasp the voices of the actors, and it was really right to sit in the front, if it was the back row, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hear anything.

This stage play is Mr. Lao She's "Teahouse", which is exactly the life of the low-level characters during the Wuxu Reform period in the first act, reflecting the social status quo at that time.

The characters in the drama are distinct, the words are concise, Qiao Jiayue watched it attentively, and forgot to shake the fan in her hand.

Deng Ying also immersed himself in the plot, the actors' performances were very powerful, and they successfully immersed people in the story, and they didn't even know when someone was sitting next to them.

"Uncle Chen, when did you come?" Deng Ying came back to his senses and was startled by the old man beside him.

"I came over to take a look, and I happened to see you. The old man glanced at Deng Ying narrowly, and his gaze swept over Qiao Jiayue's face: "She is a good girl, treat others well." ”

Deng Ying blushed instantly, "I will." ”

Qiao Jiayue listened quietly, smiling when the old man looked at her.

"The performance of "Teahouse" is from September 7th to 9th, so if you have time, come and watch it. ”

"Good. Deng Ying politely agreed, chatted for a while, and the old man left, and then they put away their things and left the theater.

On the way, Deng Ying explained to Qiao Jiayue: "This is an elder my father knows, and the pass was borrowed from his old man." ”

"Do you think this drama is good? Why don't we come back to see it then? He squeezed his sweaty palms and took the opportunity to make the next offer.

Qiao Jiayue narrowed her eyes, recalled the plot just now, and readily agreed: "Okay!" I want to talk about "Sixty Farming Fields" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~