Chapter 422 - Whatever the Baby Says Is Right (3)

There is a huge poster hanging in front of the theater, which still adheres to his usual low profile, just a mysterious silhouette, and he can't see the appearance of a real person at all.

On the contrary, Bai Xue'er's poster is still dressed in a fairy style, what a genius girl, goddess of music and other titles, dazzling.

"Ah, I really want to play with Bo Lang, I heard that Bo Lang is super handsome."

"I envy this girl, I can admire him so closely."

"I heard that Bo Lang rarely invites guests, what is the origin of this girl, so that Bo Lang can make an exception for her?"

"Haven't you heard? She also won the piano award, I heard that she is the only Chinese who won this award, and she is not yet 18 years old, and she is so beautiful, she is simply a winner in life. ”

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Song Cangran glanced at them with interest, and was about to walk in when he heard a surprised voice.

"Hey, why are you here too?"

Turning her face, she looked at Pei Hao with disdain.

I saw that he had a gray coat with a white suit, and his hair was fixed with styling water, as if he was coming to a wedding.

"Heh, you can come, why can't I come?"

"You wouldn't go on stage that day and play a few times and really think you're a genius, right?" Pei Hao looked her up and down a few times in disgust: "It's good if you can come, let you know what the frog at the bottom of the well is today." ”

Song Canran didn't bother to bother with him, turned around and walked to the ticket gate, Pei Hao followed beside him, and asked casually: "How many rows are your tickets?" ”

"Not with you anyway."

"That's for sure!" Pei Hao took out the admission ticket and shook it in front of her: "See, I bought it from the black market at three times the price, the VIP seats in the front row, and I can even see Xue'er's eyelashes, alas, I told me that you were coming too, so I should do a good deed and you buy one more for you." ”

Song Cangran scoffed.

"Why didn't your Xue'er give you a ticket for the VIP seat, and you still need to spend a lot of money to buy it on the black market?"

Pei Hao choked and scolded her unconvinced.

"Is this sincerity understandable, cut, you must not understand, why is it so shabby to listen to a concert alone, what about your boyfriend?"

Song Canran didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At this time, the two walked to the entrance gate, Pei Hao handed over the ticket in his hand and walked in with his head held high.

"Wait." The ticket inspector suddenly stopped him: "This gentleman, there is something wrong with your ticket." ”

"What's the problem?" Pei Hao's face sank: "I bought it for tens of thousands of yuan, what kind of problem do you have?" ”

"I'm sorry sir," the ticket inspector unceremoniously returned the ticket to him, "your ticket is fake." ”

Song Cangran chuckled, her cousin is here to be funny.

"Hey, why do you say my ticket is fake, you manager? Call him out, how can the tickets I bought for tens of thousands of dollars be fake! Pei Hao was annoyed.

"Sorry, we don't have this seat number in our theater at all, you bought a fake ticket."

"Cousin Hao, don't make trouble, it's not a shame to be embarrassed in public," Song Canran took out his ticket: "If you buy a ticket, you can be deceived, it's really a pig's brain." ”

"Hey, who do you say is a pig brain, you are a pig brain, no, you are a pig!"

"At least I didn't buy a fake ticket," Song Canran smiled and raised the ticket in his hand: "By the way, do you want me to transfer this flower to Xue'er for you?" Or you wait here for me, and I'll take a few more pictures for you. ”