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Zhou Qingqing hugged his arms, his feet on the ground and slowly kicked forward, neither of them spoke, feeling a little peace in his heart.

After a while, Zhou Qingqing spoke: "How long have you been in Beijing?"

He Xiangdong replied: "I came here in September last year. ”

Zhou Qingqing said: "Oh, it's been half a year, so ...... Then why didn't you even think of coming to me?"

He Xiangdong walked, lowered his head and smiled, thought about it, and said: "I always knew that you were studying as a teacher, but I didn't expect you to go to university in Beijing." ”

"Oh. Zhou Qingqing responded, did not dwell on this issue, and continued to ask: "Have you been talking about cross talk since you came to Beijing?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know any other skills, I can talk about cross talk, and then I made a garden with the two old gentlemen, and now it's okay." ”

"Yes. "Zhou Qingqing is a very quiet and gentle girl, tenderness is like water, this kind of woman is said to be gentle, and she is soft-spoken, which makes people very comfortable.

The two walked forward side by side, the dim light stretched the figures of the two people, the night breeze was very comfortable, Zhou Qingqing's long hair also blew up a little, and a fragrance wafted out, which smelled very good.

He Xiangdong just kept walking silently, with a faint relieved smile on his face, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

I don't know how long I walked, but Zhou Qingqing opened her mouth, and she said: "Actually, I have always thought that you are quite talented." ”

He Xiangdong also smiled: "I have always felt that you are very discerning." ”

Zhou Qingqing laughed "poof" and said, "Why are you still so shameless." ”

He Xiangdong said: "I'm much thicker now. ”

Zhou Qingqing also responded: "Yes, you are much fatter now, and if you continue to be fat like this, no girl will like you." ”

Hearing this, He Xiangdong just smiled.

After a pause, Zhou Qingqing asked again: "You also have your own career now, and you are also the boss, you must be talking to someone, right?"

He Xiangdong laughed at himself: "What kind of boss, I'm dying of hunger, where is the object." ”

Zhou Qingqing turned her head, glanced at He Xiangdong with a smile, and asked again, "Then do you have a favorite girl now?"

He Xiangdong didn't answer immediately, he showed a warm smile and said, "Yes." ”

"Who. Zhou Qingqing hurriedly asked again.

He Xiangdong said: "My ...... One...... Well, she's still a friend, she sings the Jingyun drum, we grew up together, she's very good. ”

"Oh......" Zhou Qingqing replied again, raised his head slightly, and kept looking straight ahead, but he didn't speak for a long time, He Xiangdong didn't speak, and the two began to walk silently again.

After walking a long way, she asked, "Is the girl good-looking?"

He Xiangdong chuckled: "It's beautiful." ”

Zhou Qingqing also smiled: "Do you look good with me?"

He Xiangdong said: "It's not as good-looking as you." ”

Zhou Qingqing raised her head and smiled, lowered her head and smiled, a pair of feet kept kicking up and down the ground, and after a while, she asked again: "Are you pursuing her?"

He Xiangdong said: "Sort of, she's on a business trip now, and when she comes back, we'll officially be together." ”

"Oh, congratulations. Zhou Qingqing smiled skillfully.

He Xiangdong smiled.

It was another silent road, Zhou Qingqing raised his eyes and said, "There is a bus stop in front, I'll take the bus back by myself." ”

He Xiangdong said: "I'll send you back, it's inconvenient for you to be a girl so late." ”

Zhou Qingqing shook his head and said, "No need, the bus will go directly to the school gate, and my boyfriend will wait for me at the school gate, so there is no need." ”

"You're already talking about a boyfriend?" He Xiangdong was slightly stunned.

Zhou Qingqing smiled: "Yes, he is my senior brother, he has always taken care of me, and we were together last Christmas." ”

"Oh, that's hello. He Xiangdong also smiled.

Zhou Qingqing stopped and turned to look at He Xiangdong, He Xiangdong also looked back at Zhou Qingqing, Zhou Qingqing lowered his head and smiled slightly, and then said, "That...... I'll go first. ”

"Okay. ”

"Bye-bye. Zhou Qingqing waved his hand lightly.

He Xiangdong nodded and said softly, "Goodbye." ”

Zhou Qingqing smiled, turned around and walked towards the bus stop, the moment she turned around, tears fell down like a broken line, she bit her lip tightly, her whole face was trembling slightly, but her steps were getting faster and faster.

A tear slid down his cheek and into his mouth, saying that the tears were salty, but why was this drop so bitter.

The tear stains left on the face were dried by the night breeze and solidified on the face as a line, maybe tomorrow morning it will be gone, I hope it will be gone.

He Xiangdong stared at Zhou Qingqing's departing back, and only sighed deeply, and said softly: "I wish you happiness." ”

Then he silently turned around and walked back.

He actually has feelings for Zhou Qingqing, when he was in the small teahouse, by the small pond where only the two of them were alone, when he entered the detention center and Zhou Qingqing took care of the master for him, in fact, the feelings already existed. Especially on the night of the final separation, in that small restaurant, Zhou Qingqing cried and hugged him, which convinced him even more.

He also has feelings for Tian Jiani, I don't know where this relationship started, it seems to have been inexplicable, when he can't see Tian Jiani, he will miss and worry. Just like what is written in "The Peony Pavilion", I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

It is undeniable that he has never taken the last step because of Zhou Qingqing, there used to be a girl in his heart, called Zhou Qingqing, and there has always been an inexplicable greasy feeling between him and Tian Jiani, and it is precisely because of this.

And today, he saw Zhou Qingqing again, she was as beautiful and gentle as she was at the beginning, he recalled the warmth of the original scene in an instant, and his mind was full of memories.

The heart is very warm, but the heart-pounding feeling at the beginning is gone, He Xiangdong doesn't know if he is empathetic and don't fall in love, or for some other reason, anyway, he doesn't have the feeling he had at the beginning.

But the warmth at that time was still in my heart, but this was not love. It was also at the moment when Zhou Qingqing entered the door that He Xiangdong woke up, maybe the love he had always thought was just the budding of adolescent hormones.

Tian Jiani's figure didn't know when, I didn't know why, it was all covered with her heart. The original charm has long been ruled out, but I laughed at myself and thought that feeling was still there.

He Xiangdong shook his head and walked back slowly, with a complicated smile on his face, Zhou Qingqing is a good girl, she will definitely have her own happiness......

Three days later, Su Xiaoya sent the plan over, but her face was not good-looking, she threw the things to He Xiangdong, and left without even taking a sip of tea, and she didn't even want to pay attention to Guo Qing.

He Xiangdong picked up the plan book and smiled bitterly.

Five days later, Tian Jiani, who was on a business trip to Hubei, came back, and she went to the backstage of Xiangwen Society to see He Xiangdong.

When no one was around, He Xiangdong hugged Tian Jiani in his arms from behind, Tian Jiani's face was crimson, a little inexplicable, this was the first time He Xiangdong hugged her.

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Since the last return to the special performance, the business of Xiang Wenshe has reached a new level, and the number of audiences who come to listen to cross talk has increased significantly, especially under the guidance of Su Xiaoya's specific planning book, Xiang Wenshe has made several traditional cross talk special performances, and the audience has responded very well.

Now there are hundreds of people a day, in other words, they can sell tickets for more than 1,000 a day, which is already surplus every month.

But what made He Xiangdong distressed was that there were not enough actors in Xiangwen Society, and the two old men said that sorting out the lost repertoire had reached the stage of conquering, and they didn't come to the theater to perform these days, and they didn't listen to any persuasion, so they let He Xiangdong get out of a hurry.

He Xiangdong was about to be driven crazy, the business in the garden had just risen, and the audience had just increased, it was the best time to gather the audience.

It's also a shame that Guo Qing found a good friend who he had in the art troupe to help the field, He Xiangdong didn't have anyone to help in vain, and he gave money every time, but that person's level was average, and he could only be on the top of the field.

Later, He Xiangdong brought Xue Guo with a shy face, and the two partners said that they had barely survived the field for half a month, but fortunately, He Xiangdong himself was versatile, he could come to stand-up and sing Allegro, otherwise their cross talk conference would have to be scrapped.

There are really not enough actors.

It lasted until the day when the two old men returned, and when he first entered the door, He Xiangdong was startled, and he hadn't seen him for a long time, and these two old men were no one.

The hair is as sloppy and dirty as Wu Xiao's, the eyes of the two are like rabbits, the red ones don't look like human eyes, they are all bloodshot, and the key is that the eyeballs are bigger than copper bells.

He Xiangdong raised his mouth and said in surprise: "I said two old gentlemen, are you going crazy?"

Zhang Wenhai raised the pile of papers in his hand, put it in front of He Xiangdong, his voice was already very hoarse, and said, "Look at this." ”

He Xiangdong took it and saw that this was a music score, and the first sentence on it was: "A round of bright moon shines on the ...... of the West Chamber" (to be continued.) )