The wicked woman walked away with a mysterious face and her head held high, but it made Yang Qiu unable to get up or down, and she was afraid that there would be some moths in the future, and even the movie became boring.

But strangely, the rest of the days were quiet, as if the wicked woman had forgotten him.

During this time, Li Hanxiang first set up two tables of banquets in the Huibin Building, and officially announced his engagement to Zhou Xiaoye to relatives and friends.

Then the two lived together.

Then there is Cheng Gang's Volunteer Drama Troupe, the first drama "Begonia" rehearsed, rehearsed almost completely, costumes and props are ready, ready to enter the final stage of actual combat - staged in the theater.

However, here's the problem.

In recent years, there have been no theatre troupes performing dramas in Hong Kong, so those regular theaters are a little hesitant when they see this new and untested form of performance.

What if I give you a day and lose money and damage the reputation of the theater?

Or......

You go to other theaters first, and then we'll talk about cooperation.

It's all a pretext!

Cheng Gang led people to run all over the theaters in Kowloon, Hong Kong Island, but none of them were willing to rent to the repertory troupe to perform.

In the end, Cheng Gang had no choice but to rent an open-air stage in Moon Garden in North Point, Hong Kong Island.

That's the same as the open-air stage set up by the countrymen when they go to the market, so the drama has good sound effect?

But it's nice to have a stage, which allows you to pick and choose.

The venue has been found, the actors are ready, and the advertising is about to begin, and the wine is afraid of deep alleys these days. And as far as the financial situation of the repertory troupe is concerned, if you don't make a name for yourself and recover some capital, I'm afraid you won't go bankrupt immediately.

So the members of the repertory troupe bought a lot of white paper and ink, and spent two days copying small advertisements in Wong Tai Sin's wooden house.

Then Cheng Gang, the head of the class, waved his hand, divided each area, and assigned each male member to go out to post street signs.

Well...... Sticking street signs, that is, sticking psoriasis advertisements indiscriminately.

Yang Qiu was in a group with Li Hanxiang as usual.

I saw two people holding a glass jar containing half a bottle of paste in their hands, and the other holding hundreds of pieces of advertising paper in their arms, sneakily walking in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong Island.

Walking to a certain intersection, Yang Qiuxian looked around, saw that there were no police around, so he took out a piece of bamboo with paste from the glass jar, divided it by two, and painted it twice on the wall.

"Smack——!

Li Hanxiang followed closely behind, and with a casual shot, he glued the small advertisement to the paste.

Then, as if nothing had happened, the two turned around and walked to the next intersection.

At the end of the day, except for being chased by an old woman on crutches for half a street, there was nothing to do.

When the sun had just set and the lights on the side of the road were gradually brightening, there were few small advertisements left in their hands.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. ”

Li Hanxiang, who was tired for a day and was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, took advantage of the time when Yang Qiu was brushing the paste on the wall, stood at the intersection and looked at the colorful and crowded song and dance hall in the middle of the street, and muttered.

Yang Qiu finished brushing the paste, and seeing that Li Hanxiang didn't move, he snatched a page of advertising in his hand, pasted it on the wall, and said sarcastically: "You can also go to Zhumen." ”

"Don't go. Li Hanxiang pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that my salary will not be enough for a month to go one night, and I still have to save money." ”

"Yo, you still know how to save money?"

Li Hanxiang suddenly triumphed: "That's right, I'm married now." ”

"It's a fart, let's go, hurry up and go to eat, I'm starving. Yang Qiu was noncommittal, turned his head and walked towards the middle of the street, looking at the lights in front of him, he was really hungry.

"Godfather, you have to come to see people from time to time, they miss you. ”

"It must be, oops, it's sweet in your mouth!"

"The mouth is not sweet, how can the godfather like it......"

"I just like your greasy breath. ”

"Oops, nasty!"

At the door of the dance hall, the fragrance is overflowing, and the colorful flags are fluttering. Men and women are inexplicably drunk, you come and go, you don't know the real from the fake.

Among them, there are countless stories of 'godfather' and 'goddaughter'.

It's just that Yang Qiu and Li Hanxiang, who had just walked through the door of the dance hall, felt something was wrong when they heard this voice, glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to look behind them.

Behind me, a well-proportioned and slender young dancer was staggering out of the door of the dance hall with great difficulty.

As she walked, the dancer had to dodge the old man's hands and feet, with a false smile on her face.

"Rickshaw!"

The dancer beckoned to a rickshaw parked on the side of the road, and the coachman and the driver worked hard to finally help the old man into his seat, and she was secretly relieved.

"Yiyi, godfather will come to see you in two days. The old man suddenly took the dancer's hand and said.

The dancer was a little helpless, so she had to break free lightly, and pretended to say: "Okay, godfather, you go back and have a good rest, I'll wait for you." ”

"Okay, I'm still the most well-behaved. ”

“……”

Seeing that the rickshaw finally drove away, the dancer was also secretly relieved in her heart, rubbing the back of her hand that had just been rubbed by the dead old man for a long time, the dancer secretly took a sip in her heart, turned her head and prepared to go back to the dance hall.

Wait, why are there two guys at the door who are so familiar......

The dancer had just turned her head, and then slowly turned back.

Then, she felt that her mouth was slightly open, and she seemed to have a thousand words in her heart, but she could not say anything, and the sound of her heartbeat began to sound in her ears, and there was chaos in front of her.

Yang Qiu and Li Hanxiang also looked at Leng Yi, who was wearing heavy makeup in front of them, and was speechless.

In Yang Qiu's mind, Leng Yi has always been a proud and assertive person.

Even though the training class is now like this, Leng Yi is still thriving and free, singing and dancing with her cousin all day long.

However, I didn't expect to be here, but I saw the other side of Leng Yi's song.

Leng Yi's pride that he had shown in front of everyone before felt like it was collapsing with a bang at this moment, bloodily exposing the wound in the cold wind.

"Leng Yi, how are you ...... Just that ......" Yang Qiu moved his lips, wanting to say hello but didn't know how to say it.

Although the scene was lively, the hearts of the three of them were cold.

Leng Yi took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled: "You also saw that just now, that is my godfather, the big boss of Xinqi Building Materials." ”

"That ......"

"It's not surprising that there is a godfather and a cousin. Leng Yi pouted and replied, looked at the door of the dance hall next to him, and asked, "Do you want to go in and dance?"

"Well, no, thank you. Yang Qiu hurriedly shook his head and refused.

Leng Yi didn't care, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go in first, my cousin is still waiting for me inside." ”

"Good...... Okay"

Leng Yi turned his head and walked towards the door of the dance hall, and when he went up the steps, he stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately he was helped by the waiter next to him.

Yang Qiu and Li Hanxiang didn't have the intention to post advertisements now, so they casually found an alley and swiped twice, completed the task, and returned to their respective homes with a heavy heart.

The next day, Leng Yi went back to the dormitory and moved all her luggage out.

This was the last time Yang Qiu saw Leng Yi.

Later, I heard from elsewhere that not long after the year, Leng Yi and that cousin also blew, and she returned to the magic capital alone.

Since then, I have never been to Xiangjiang again.