Chapter Seventy-Five: The Drama Ends and Fans Haunt

The curtain fell, the lights in the venue were turned on, and Lulu stood up in high spirits.

"Li Yi, I didn't expect the drama to be so good. These actors acting in dramas are really good, I saw the two actors who played Xiaomei and Xu Jian, the expressions on their faces were so close to the plot, they were really attentive. ”

"Yes, I also watched one of their performances, and I thought their plot and acting skills were good, so I invited them over. ”

Qingqing also thought that this drama performance was more to her liking than the drama she had seen in the form of singing before her retreat.

"I also think it's very good-looking, and the performance fees of these actors should be quite high. ”

Qingqing thought of the drama performances she had seen before, and many people rewarded those famous actors, and they could make a lot of money every time. These drama actors are not rewarded, so the salary must be very high.

"It's not very high, I heard from their agency team that the cost of one performance per person is only 200 yuan, which is the price of the cheapest ticket. ”

Qingqing didn't expect the performance fees of these actors to be so low, and there was a shocked look on her face.

"Why are there so few? They have to memorize lines and perform stage. It's only 200 yuan for a show, and it's only 6,000 yuan for a full month. ”

"I was shocked when I first heard about it, but that's the way it is now, and most of the money goes to the agency that brought them. ”

Li Yi explained the inside story of the drama industry to Qingqing.

"Hey, there are people in every industry who are not easy. ”

Qingqing sighed, the more she walked into the life of the human world, the more Qingqing realized the difficulty of mortals.

"Hello, can ...... Can you sign my name?"

After Qingqing stood up, she saw a girl behind her looking at her with admiration.

"Me?"

Qingqing pointed at herself suspiciously.

"I'm not a drama actor. You can go backstage and ask the actor to sign it. ”

When Qingqing watched dramas before, she had also seen a lot of people who played the role, so she was no stranger to this scene, she thought that these audiences had misunderstood her identity.

"I know that you are not a drama actor, I am a lover of ancient style, you are now a big coffee in our ancient style group, and an idol of our ancient style lovers. ”

The idol is not the cold appearance he imagined, and the appearance of pointing to his nose with a puzzled face is so cute, this girl is suddenly not nervous, and she speaks fluently.

"Old-fashioned lovers?"

"Yes, we are a group of people who love to wear ancient costumes such as Hanfu. ”

Qingqing remembered that when she was in the Zhenjie Mansion, Jing Jing once talked about such a group of people. It is because of the existence of this group of people that Qingqing and the others can always wear their original clothes. Thinking of this, Qingqing had a good impression of the girl in front of her.

took over the notebook and pen in the girl's hand, and Qingqing signed an ancient text "Wang Qingqing" on it. Although an ordinary sketch pen is used, the three words are done in one go, and the pen is vigorous and powerful.

When the girl saw the three words "Wang Qingqing" on the book, she saw that the glyph was not inferior to the current calligraphy master, and there was an ancient charm in it, and a few simple words were amazingly beautiful.

"It's beautiful!" the girl blurted out unconsciously.

After the lights in the venue were turned on, except for a few people who were originally coming to watch the drama and walked towards the exit, the others didn't leave, and they kept paying attention to Qingqing and a few people.

saw a girl get Qingqing's signature, and Qingqing didn't look impatient, and walked over to the front row one after another.

"Let's sign a name too. The girl's friends all took out a notebook and handed it to Qingqing.

Although Qingqing wondered why so many ancient style lovers suddenly appeared, she still signed everyone's name with a good temper.

"Can you take a picture with us?" The girl who was the first to get the signature put away the signed notebook, took out her mobile phone and asked Qingqing.

"Okay. ”

"It's so good!

The girl jumped up happily and accidentally touched the chair in front of her with her arm. She didn't care about rubbing the painful place, held the phone to the front, chose a good angle, and when she and Qingqing were in the frame, they clicked and snapped.

The stunned male classmate before had been regretting it because he missed the opportunity to talk to Qingqing just now, and his mind was in a mess, and he didn't even watch what the drama was playing. Now several female students are signing autographs and taking pictures, and he is eagerly stamping his feet beside him, but he does not dare to step forward.

Tangled, longing, hesitating...... His face changed expressions from time to time, but fortunately everyone didn't pay attention to him, otherwise they would have been frightened by his distorted face, thinking that they had encountered a pervert.

After the female student took the photo, Qingqing and a few people walked towards the passage. Seeing more and more students rushing over, the male student stomped his foot hard and rushed towards Qingqing's side.

"Don't go yet, take a picture with me, ahhhhh......h

Qingqing turned her head and smiled slightly when she saw the anxious look on the face of the male student rushing over behind her.

Qingqing didn't understand why these students were so enthusiastic, but she had always been a gentle and kind mirror spirit.

"Classmate, don't worry, be careful of bumping into it, I'll wait for you to come over and take a group photo." After speaking, Qingqing stopped.

When the male student saw Qingqing's smiling face, his steps were paused again, and he touched the position of his heart, and his face showed a dizzy look, and he didn't know where he was.

When the girls saw his stupidity, they laughed again. The male student was awakened by the laughter, scratched his head in embarrassment, stepped forward, took out his mobile phone and handed it to a girl.

"Please help me take a few pictures with her, thank you. ”

The girl turned on the camera function of her mobile phone, took a few photos of the male student and Qingqing, and returned the mobile phone.

"Can you see what I filmed?"

The male student looked at a few photos, holding his phone in his hand as if he were holding some treasure.

"Okay, okay, okay, you've done a great job. ”

Qingqing continued to walk towards the entrance of the passage.

When I walked to the entrance of the passage, it was already crowded with countless students. Some people took out their mobile phones, and some people took out notebooks and pens from their bags, and each looked at Qingqing expectantly.

Usually it is rare for lovers of ancient style, but why there are so many drama venues today, Qingqing felt a little strange in her heart.

A male student was at the back of the crowd desperately trying to squeeze forward.

"I told you you you could meet her here, and you gave me a place. ”

The male student whispered to the man in front of him.

No wonder there are so many ancient style lovers here suddenly, Qingqing heard the words of the male student, and showed a look of surprise.

Hearing the male student say this, the people around him gave him their place, and the male student finally squeezed in.