Tang Qingyou smiled professionally as soon as she came on the stage, and said to the editor-in-chief of "Brand World" like a spring breeze: "Hello, you are the editor-in-chief of Charlene, right?" I am Tang Qingyou, the person in charge of the media work of the Grand Theater, and I heard from the reporter of your agency that you came in person, thank you so much! You came straight from work, didn't you? Didn't make it to dinner in time? This makes us feel so much that we don't want to go! So, let's go and eat dinner before we get back to work, shall we? ”

"It's going to start soon, I'll just eat two cakes."

Tang Qingyou lowered his voice and chuckled: "I promise you won't miss any plot scenes." Come with me, even if you eat bread, you have to drink a cup of hot tea, or you'll choke." When the time comes, listening to the opera, people are uncomfortable. ”

On the side, the two field staff stared at themselves, but in fact, the editor-in-chief couldn't sit down for a long time, but she couldn't save face and stalemate all the way. Seeing that Tang Qingyou was approaching with a smile, he instantly ironed a lot in his heart, and went down the steps.

The editor-in-chief didn't expect Tang Qingyou to be so talkative, so she took her to the VIP room, asked the venue staff to make her a good cup of tea, sat in front of the monitor with her, and chatted while watching the performance screen: "If it's in the venue, I really don't have a chance to exchange views with the editor-in-chief, after all, you have to consider whether it will affect other audiences when you do it on the spot." How good it is here, we can watch and talk while eating, drinking, and talking. The only pity is that I can't hear the sound, but we are all familiar with this plot, and we won't be unable to understand it. Right? ”

What kind of art is this really an opera that speaks nonsense with its eyes open and can't hear its voice? But feeling Tang Qingyou's thoughtfulness, Xia Lin not only did not embarrass her, but also sincerely echoed two sentences: "I will observe their performance skills first, and then listen to the singing effect in the second half is also very good, this is the first time I have watched a foreign opera in the local area, and it is a good thing for the development of local literature and art to have a professional introduction of elegant art like you." ”

The two chatted and watched, although through the monitoring can only see a good opera as a pantomime, they also watched a scene so-so. "Carmen" has a total of four acts, there are two intermissions, and in the first intermission, Tang Qingyou happily sent Charlene back to the audience. She thought that she could finally be busy and quiet as an audience for a while, but before the intermission had passed, she was blocked in the aisle by several text reporters, saying that the stills taken earlier had not reached the climax, which was not enough and dissatisfied, and hoped that Tang Qingyou could provide a set of high-definition stills taken by the official at the end of the performance, as well as a text release describing the grand occasion of the performance that night.

As the acting publicity supervisor, with only interns under his command and no one can take charge alone, Tang Qingyou had to leave the seat after watching the second act, personally write a real-time report of the opening premiere, chase the photographer to get the stills of the performance in the half of the night, arrange for the official self-media to send them, and back up all the media.

When she finished all this and rushed back to the Grand Theater, the performance had already come to an end, and the opening commemorative group photo of the cast and crew had also been successfully concluded. There was only a minute to go, and all she saw was all kinds of joyful crying, hugging and crying scattered in all corners of the theater stage, hugging, kissing and taking selfies to celebrate the success of the performance.

At that second, she felt a little lost inexplicably. It seems that the joy of this full of success is not in the same world as her, in front of her eyes and ears, it seems that she is fixed by some demons and monsters, and it has nothing to do with herself.

It's over, it's a successful one. It's time for her to go home from work, too. She turned silently, looking in the direction of the backstage for a winding route out of the crowd.

At this time, a neutral voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Hi, Girl! ThankYou!” She looked sideways, and it was Picas.

At that moment, she first felt that Pikas was used to saying thank you, how to say thank you to everyone, politely replied with a faint smile, and replied with a "Congratulations!" He was ready to say goodbye. Unexpectedly, Pikas smiled expectantly and piled up the two plateau reds on his cheeks: "Willyoutakeaphotowithme?"

Suddenly warm in his heart, Tang Qingyou seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, and nodded with a smile. looked at Picas's old face that didn't have much beauty but was full of joy, but he couldn't help but hear a playful voiceover in his heart: No wonder Picas's face is always tight, this smile is more like Pikachu.

In this way, Tang Qingyou spent nearly two months at the Grand Theater and completed the first photo with the artist, which was actually a selfie made by Picas, the ace dance supervisor of the Italian opera industry.

The jubilation continued, Tang Qingyou's emotion did not last long, she still left the theater silently alone, and walked alone in the direction of home in the cold dark night.

The bell rings at twelve o'clock, a few fireworks appear in the sky above the outskirts of the city, and the new year is coming.

After walking two intersections to stop a taxi, Tang Qingyou sat in the car with the cold air around him, and he was a little dazed from the cold. She asked the driver to turn up the heater a little more, and after sitting for a while, she felt more and more tired.

The phone in her bag had been muted at the beginning of the show, and it was vibrating again and again. Tang Qingyou didn't have the desire to take out her mobile phone at all, she could completely imagine what the various short messages that had arrived at the moment and were stuck on the road were all about. Every year's birthdays and festivals, the people who care about her the most are none other than major banks, brokerages, and brand member centers. She felt bored for a while, and reached into her bag and turned off the phone.

Outside the car window was neon colors, Tang Qingyou was stunned and remembered that last Chinese New Year's Eve, she was alone in the Macau Tower to watch the stupid pig jump, and listened to the ghost crying wolf howl with a blank face. After returning to the hotel, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I called Tu Yiran, who was in the United States, and lost my temper: "You release my pigeon on this year's New Year's Eve, and you won't appear on New Year's Eve in the future!" The scale of her tantrums is limited, and she only complains with one or two sentences at a time. At this moment, thinking of the cruel words I posted a year ago, it seems that a word has become a prophecy. Inexplicably a little sad, inexplicably I want to scold Tu Yiran again at that time to relieve my anger - I have broken up, and now I am not qualified to scold him, but I feel that I have done a loss-making business in the past, and in the days when I was his girlfriend, I didn't scold him enough, and I let myself suffer so much in vain.

There was no traffic jam, and Tang Qingyou quickly returned to the door.

got out of the car, dragged heavy footsteps to open the iron gate of the community,

A beam of high beams hit her. She stopped, turned around, and vaguely recognized a dark SUV in front of her, but the lights were too flashing for her eyes to open, and she subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

In the dazzling halo, the figure of a tall man in the driver's seat fell to the ground, and the man turned off the headlights sideways before closing the car door, and walked straight towards Tang Qingyou.

I couldn't see the faces of the people who came clearly with the light on my back, but this tall and thin figure and walking posture were all too familiar to Tang Qingyou. She didn't expect that there would be such a scene waiting for her at the door of her house on this Chinese New Year's Eve, and she was stunned.

The people came closer and closer, and by the light of the street lamp next to the iron gate of the community, Tang Qingyou gradually saw his facial features clearly.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, and of course Tu Yiran is still handsome, but he is unhappy with a face, which makes people unhappy when they look at it. I don't know what happened to him, I have to ask such a busy man to drive and squat.

Tang Qingyou was still wondering, Tu Yiran had already walked to her side, stood sideways, opened his mouth, and his face seemed to be a cracked glacier: "Where have you been?" How did you come back? Don't answer the phone either! ”

Tang Qingyou subconsciously touched his handbag: "I didn't notice ......" Thinking that the person in front of him had nothing to do with him, he glared at the past: "I don't need to report to you about my affairs, right?" Are you looking for me? Urgent? ”

Tu Yiran laughed angrily: "What urgent matter can I find you on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

When Tang Qingyou heard this, he immediately relieved his heart, took out the door card and opened the iron door, and said while pulling the door: "If there is no urgency, go back to rest early." It's so late, I'm glad that you're not tired, and I'll talk about it another day. ”

Tu Yiran grabbed her wrist and pulled her back: "Are you so impatient to see me now?" ”

As soon as Tang Qingyou let go, the iron door bounced back. She shook her hand and broke away, twisting her painful wrist: "Tu Yiran!" What are you doing here? ”

"Nerves?" Tu Yiran frowned, "In previous years, you were angry when I didn't accompany you on New Year's Eve, but now I take a plane for more than ten hours to come back to accompany you, is this called nerves?" ”

Tang Qing was stunned for a second, a little crying and laughing: "Take a plane for more than ten hours and run back to accompany your ex-girlfriend for New Year's Eve?" Tu Yiran, you're fine, right? ”

Probably the term "ex-girlfriend" strongly reminded Tu Yiran of his situation at the moment, he took a deep breath of cold air, quickly suppressed the anger, and said slowly: "You haven't come back so late, and the phone can't be reached, I'm not worried about you!" ”

He said so, Tang Qingyou was not unreasonable, and smiled: "Thank you for your concern." You see, I'm just done, and I've just gotten off work. Okay, you can see it too, go back, it's so late. ”

Tu Yiran gently grabbed her forearm, lowered her eyes, and looked aggrieved: "Let's not quarrel today, okay?" I came back to accompany you on New Year's Eve, and you just drove me away? ”

This kind of Tu Yiran seems to be possessed by Zhou Zhi, it is really rare to see in a hundred years, Tang Qingyou suddenly felt that the pores on his hands were erected, and he couldn't help but shake his whole body, and took a step back to break free from him, quite embarrassed: "Tu Yiran, you are like this...... I don't even know how to continue talking to you. ”

Tu Yiran looked at her fixedly, saw her expression wandering, and suddenly smiled: "I'm all here, even if it's an ordinary friend, I haven't driven people away, right?" ”

Tang Qingyou was entangled in whether to invite Tu Yiran upstairs to drink a glass of water, and Tu Yiran spoke again: "It's past 12 o'clock, there shouldn't be any shows, let's go have a supper?" ”

"It's too late...... Before Tang Qingyou's refusal was finished, Tu Yiran looked at her and said, "I haven't eaten lunch today, so why don't you eat some with me?" ”

Tang Qingyou hesitated, not knowing what to say, Tu Yiran said: "Let's go!" He put his hands on her shoulders, pushed her to the front of the car, and without saying a word, put her in the passenger seat, turned the car and went straight to the west shore of the lake.

For Tang Qingyou, reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Tu Yiran suddenly put on a harmonious old friend's face, she suddenly couldn't find a place to exert her strength, and the inexplicable compromise made her feel uneasy, regretting it all the way, but there was nothing to do.

Tu Yiran never mentioned any unhappy topics that night, but just chatted with her while eating supper at a lakeside food stall.

The more he looked harmless, the more Tang Qingyou muttered in his heart. She answered Tu Yiran's question carefully, and always felt that this big fox just ran over like this, and it wouldn't just be a supper with her. However, until her stomach was round after eating supper, Tu Yiran did not ask any strange questions or requests, only raised his hand and looked at the table below: "It's past two o'clock, I'll send you back and rest early." ”

Tang Qingyou got into the car full of suspicion, seeing that she was getting closer and closer to her nest, she finally felt at ease in her heart, and finally believed that Tu Yiran's purpose for this trip was indeed pure. Her tense nerves that night were finally completely relieved here, and she was tired and tired before, but now she was full of food and drink, and was baked by the heating in the car, and soon fell asleep.

Tu Yiran parked the car at the entrance of the community, did not wake up Tang Qingyou directly, but got off the car lightly, and called Zhou Zhi alone against the cold wind.

rang and connected, Zhou Zhi seemed to be waiting for this call, and opened his mouth to go straight to the topic: "How is it?" ”

Tu Yiran had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You're right, she eats soft and not hard." And still so naïve, she believed whatever he said, and had doubts, but she would not mess around; She answered whatever he asked, with reservations, but not a word of lie.

"Look, I'm right, right? You two can't fight together. Sister You hasn't seen you a few times throughout the year, and I've long been used to it, if you don't accept it this time, I guarantee that Sister You won't take the initiative to come back......"

"Alright, I've got it, don't talk about it." Tu Yiran really couldn't stand Zhou Zhi's verbosity comparable to that of a middle-aged woman, so he hurriedly stopped.

Zhou Zhi obediently stopped chattering and asked, "Where are you two now?" Let me say a few words to Sister You? ”

Tu Yiran looked at Tang Qingyou, who was sleeping through the car window: "She fell asleep." ”

“…… Your efficiency can be ...... It's really high enough. ”

"Where do you want to go, she is working overtime tonight, she is probably tired, and she fell asleep in the car."

"And what did you ask tonight?"

Tu Yiran thought for a while and began to summarize: "There is no third party, no peer poaching. She was an art addict and went to a theater to get busy. ”

Zhou Zhi on the other end of the phone unconsciously raised the back of his hand and wiped his forehead, and smiled indescribably: "That's good, that's good." ”