Zhu Xiaohua was confused, driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but follow the woman to the audience.

The two walked out of about three rows of seats along the pedestrian steps, and Zhu Xiaohua saw Wan Xiaoli.

He couldn't help but think that this woman was with Wan Xiaoli.

The woman in the long skirt sat down on the seat next to Wan Xiaoli, stretched out her slender hand, and said, "Can you show me the photo you just took?" ”

Usually, at this time, Zhu Xiaohua would ask why, but this time he actually listened to this woman's words.

He couldn't help but hand the camera over.

There is a power in this woman that people can't refuse.

The woman in the long dress took the camera, and her eyes came to the small window to take pictures, and she saw the exposed film.

Wan Xiaoli next to her said proudly: "What's the matter, did he shoot my boyfriend?" A pug. ”

After reading the photo, the woman in the long skirt was silent, handed the camera to Wan Xiaoli, and said, "You can see it yourself." ”

The moment Wan Xiaoli took the camera, her eyes were close to the small window, and she saw the photo, the woman in the long skirt couldn't help laughing anymore.

"He took a picture, but in the photo, your boyfriend was beaten by the soldier like a reservoir dog, and his hat fell to the ground."

The woman in the long dress smiled, and her eyes flowed out.

In fact, she saw the scene of Zhu Xiaohua taking pictures just now, the moment the flash light was turned on just now, Yang Shilang on the stage happened to be chased by the Liao soldiers, and his helmet was knocked off during the fight.

Yang Shilang, the scene of Gao Shijie bending down to pick up the helmet was simply embarrassing.

She didn't tell Wan Xiaoli just now, but went straight to the stage to find Zhu Xiaohua, just to personally confirm the scene she saw in the audience before.

Sure enough, this Zhu Xiaohua did not shoot Gao Shijie's glorious scene as Wan Xiaoli thought, but filmed his ugliest scene.

And except for this one, Zhu Xiaohua has not taken any other photos of Gao Shijie.

Obviously, Zhu Xiaohua did it on purpose.

The woman in the long skirt looked at Wan Xiaoli mockingly and said, "Your wishful thinking has come to naught. Looks like your L.A. rising star's boyfriend isn't doing much either. At least in the minds of others, the status is not as high as you think. ”

At this time, Zhu Xiaohua realized that this woman in a long skirt was helping herself.

Maybe even she can't stand Wan Xiaoli's arrogant and domineering behavior.

After Wan Xiaoli finished reading the photo, her face darkened.

She had a gloomy face and said, "Zhu Xiaohua, what do you mean." This photo you have to delete. ”

Zhu Xiaohua snatched the camera, turned around and left.

As he walked, he said, "The camera is mine, the film is mine, and the show is public." What is my freedom, how old are you, why do you command me? ”

Zhu Xiaohua's words were like knives, piercing Wan Xiaoli's heart.

When the woman in the long skirt heard Zhu Xiaohua's words, she looked at Wan Xiaoli with mockery in her eyes again, and there was an inexplicable sense of pleasure in her heart.

I thought, sure enough, this woman has a psychological problem.

She kept saying that the young man taking pictures in front of her had a crush on her, but people didn't care about her at all.

What she just said was all her own fantasy, and this woman has been living in her own fantasy, which is so pitiful and pathetic.

The woman in the long skirt smiled and smiled, and suddenly looked at Wan Xiaoli with a little sympathy, her eyes full of compassion.

Wan Xiaoli suddenly became annoyed and angry, and said hatefully: "Zhu Xiaohua, you wait." ”

Zhu Xiaohua walked off the stage without looking back, completely ignoring the existence of this woman.

At this time, the whole celebration party performance is about to end, and the lights in the audience are lit up one by one.

The host took the stage to give a speech, and the audience stood up, and people began to move outside the auditorium.

Zhu Xiaohua finished sorting out the camera, took out the film, went backstage to find the old artist with long hair, and returned the camera to him.

Those actors who had taken photos instantly surrounded Zhu Xiaohua, checked their films, and then paid the money.

Of the fifteen customers, Zhu Xiaohua took a total of 32 photos and finally collected 448 yuan.

Counting the thick pile of big unity banknotes, Zhu Xiaohua's heart was full of a sense of achievement.

On this trip to Zhengcheng, I bought film, watched a unique performance, and earned more than 400 yuan by helping people take pictures, which was worth it.

After all this, Zhu Xiaohua walked out of the dressing room and walked out through the staff passage.

As soon as he walked to the exit, he met Jia Liang and Jia Ting, who had finished changing their clothes.

The two of them were dressed in civilian clothes, standing at the exit, their bodies neatly cleaned up.

Jia Liang said in high spirits: "The performance task has finally come to a successful conclusion, and next, the busy nightlife is about to begin." ”

Jia Ting suddenly showed a frivolous expression and said, "Xiaohua, shouldn't you be a decent man and a gentleman, conservative in thought, don't dare to enter." ”

Zhu Xiaohua shook his head, and said in his heart, when it comes to open-mindedness, brother, I am a person thirty years later, can you compare to me.

Since he had already promised these two in the afternoon, it was difficult for him to refuse.

Anyway, the business that should have been done has already been done, and because of the help of these two, he also made an extra small profit.

Zhu Xiaohua decided to accompany them to see the most fashionable place in this era - the dance hall.

The three of them walked out of the Zhengcheng People's Auditorium and rushed straight to the nearest bus stop, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The street lights are sparse and dimly lit.

Behind, in the Zhengcheng People's Auditorium, several white neon characters appear more dazzling at night. The entrance and exit under the large characters are brightly lit, which contrasts sharply with the darkness of the night around them.

The three of them were waiting for the bus at the bus stop, Jia Liang looked back, sighed and said, "The Zhengcheng People's Auditorium is really magnificent!" ”

Zhu Xiaohua turned around and saw a soft figure standing at the exit of the auditorium, wandering around under the light, as if he was looking for something.

He took a closer look and felt that this figure was a bit similar to the camera girl sitting in the first row when the photo was taken just now.

The female reporter who had visited Jiazigou and asked him to help repair the camera, and carried Gu Cheng's poetry collection with her.

Zhu Xiaohua smiled and thought to herself, she was probably waiting for someone, but it shouldn't be me.

At this time, the No. 5 bus came over, with a beige body and a long compartment. The front and rear carriages are connected by a folding steel plate in the middle. By the time of the turn, the front of the car had already made a ninety degree turn, and the rear of the car was still on another street.

The bus quickly entered the station, and Jia Liang urged to get on the bus.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to the Quanye Field?"

Without waiting for the driver to answer, the uniformed conductor neatly tore up a ticket for each of them, and the fare was two dimes.

The three of them hurriedly got into the car. Several passengers who were waiting for the train also boarded the bus, the doors closed and the car pulled out of the platform.

Just drove three or four meters away, Zhu Xiaohua saw through the car glass that the camera girl was also walking towards the platform.

However, she walked slowly, the car drove fast, and in less than a minute, the two of them had already pulled a great distance.

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