"Finished?"

Zhou Xumei looked at the two of them lightly and asked, "After that, Xinghe and I can go in." ”

Ye Xinghe was smiling all the time, and he turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of the two.

"Xu Mei, you man is really thick-skinned, is he a fool?" Wen Chun asked deliberately.

"I don't mind beating you up again." Zhou Xumei said.

When Wen Chun heard this, his face sank, his hands were clenched tightly, and he couldn't wait to go up and fight with Zhou Xumei, hehe, this violent woman, she knows how to fight, wait and see, your pharmaceutical factory is finished.

"Da Shao, this woman is really violent." The model woman didn't know about Wen Chun's beating, and she looked incredulous, "She said she beat you?" It's up to the eldest lady of the Zhou family. ”

Syllable.

When the words fell, the model figure woman was slapped in the face, and it was Wen Chun who beat people.

The model woman was confused.

Wen Chun said: "Speak well." ”

The model woman is stunned, isn't she talking well? How can this young man give himself a big mouth?

"Let's go."

Zhou Xumei and Ye Xinghe walked into the Grand Theater.

"Did you beat that Wen Chun?"

Ye Xinghe asked with a smile as he walked.

When he looked at Wen Chun's cannibalistic eyes just now, he must have been beaten violently by Zhou Xumei, when did it happen?

"I've hit it once, and it's time to fight." Zhou Xumei didn't say much.

Ye Xinghe grinned and said, "No wonder others say you're violent." ”

"Violence can solve 100 percent of the world's problems." Zhou Xumei said, just like on the battlefield, killing to stop killing is the best solution.

"Makes sense."

Ye Xinghe nodded, worthy of being a three-star female god of war, with a very hot personality.

After the two gave their tickets, they found their respective seats.

In the hall, there are already many celebrities and rich people in the provincial capital.

Soon, Wen Chun and the model woman also followed, Wen Chun glanced at it, and saw Zhou Xumei in the front row, Ye Xinghe's back, and his eyes were like eating people.

Subsequently, Wen Chun made a phone call.

Two minutes later, a man in a straight suit came running quickly.

"Wen Dashao."

The man in the suit is the director of the Grand Theater.

Wen Chun said: "There is something, please excuse me..." talked about the next Ye Xinghe, Zhou Xumei's question.

"Ah, and this, okay, okay, I know what you mean." The curator nodded, "I'll arrange it." ”

Wen Chundao; "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The curator bowed down.

The model woman held Wen Chun's arm and said, "Da Shao, is that Ye Xinghe really a Taoist priest?" ”

"It's a waste person, trash transported by shit." Wen Chun didn't dare to be in front of Ye Xinghe, Zhou Xumei said this before, but now, he was unscrupulous.

Wen Chun, the model woman also came to the front row of seats.

"The two of us, we met again, it seems that we are very fateful."

Wen Chun, the model woman sitting and Ye Xinghe, Zhou Xumei are not very far away.

Ye Xinghe, Zhou Xumei second row.

Zhou Xumei directly ignored Wen Chun.

Wen Chun's face was pale, and he didn't even say hello, Zhou Xumei, you wait, Lao Tzu will let you kneel down and beg for mercy sooner or later.

As for Ye Xinghe, Wen Chun didn't look down on it at all.

Two lights in the hall suddenly hit the stage, and I saw the curator striding up with a microphone.

"Everyone, good evening, I'm the curator, and I have something to tell you about temporarily." The curator said, "Tonight here are basically people with status and culture in our provincial capital, this time the Vienna Symphony Orchestra can play in our Soviet Province, it is our honor, to enjoy the spiritual baptism brought to us by foreign music at close range, but today there is a person who does not even have primary school culture." ”

After speaking, the curator deliberately paused.

The curator's words also caused a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Isn't it, people who haven't even graduated from elementary school?"

"Who is this?"

"Isn't nine-year compulsory education universal?"

"It's funny that all elementary school cultures come here to listen to the symphony."

"Isn't it surprising to everyone, who is it? Come, look at our lights. The curator immediately pointed to a spot in the front row.

In an instant, two lights hit Ye Xinghe's body.

Hundreds of people at the scene looked towards Ye Xinghe one by one.

"Who is this man?"

"He got in, don't you know?"

"Hey, isn't that the Zhou family's Zhou Xumei?"

"I'm grass, I know, that man must be his son-in-law Ye Xinghe, who has been in the limelight recently."

"Be quiet, Zhou Xumei is famous for his violent temper."

"I'm afraid of Mao, now she is not a three-star god of war, without the support of the military department, she is a Miss Zhou family."

Wen Chun also said "appropriately": "I didn't expect that even the curator couldn't stand it, Xu Mei, your husband is famous tonight, how many people want to be so famous." ”

"I'm so envious." The model woman also said.

Zhou Xumei: "It's your idea." ”

Wen Chun blinked: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no evidence." ”

Zhou Xumei smiled, a man as timid as a mouse.

"Looks like I'm famous again." Ye Xinghe teased, although the light hit his body, his expression was very calm, and he didn't feel any shame.

"Yes, I'm also famous again." Zhou Xumei suppressed the urge to go violent, and wanted to listen to the so-called symphony with Ye Xinghe, but he didn't expect Wen Chun to come to this point.

"Let's go." Zhou Xumei knew that it was boring to stay any longer.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Yexing River Channel.

"It's fine." Zhou Xumei said, "I didn't really want to listen to this so-called symphony, it was very noisy. ”

Ye Xinghe smiled: "Then what do you want to hear?" ”

Zhou Xumei: "Erhu, suona, guqin are all available, and I like famous songs in the national style." ”

"Heroes see the same thing, and I love to listen to this ancient instrument." Ye Xinghe said, "Okay, you wait for me for a while, I have a way." ”

After speaking, Ye Xinghe got up and left.

As Ye Xinghe left, everyone let out bursts of cheers.

Which of the people present is not a literate person, Ye Xinghe, who has not studied in elementary school, also comes to listen to the symphony, which is really an insult to the three words symphony.

The corners of Wen Chun's mouth hooked a trace of curvature, and he pretended to be concerned and asked, "Xu Mei, did your husband go back alone?" Otherwise, you can sit in the front row with me. ”

"That's right, Zhou Xumei, I don't let you go through the first row, but I give you enough face, otherwise, with your current identity, you won't be able to be the first row." Model women are also well-intentioned.

"I don't like to sit with dogs." Zhou Xumei said lightly.

"You..."

Wen Chun was so angry that he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood.