Hearing this sentence from Xu Xin's mouth, Yang Mi subconsciously raised her eyebrows.

But the people around them rolled their eyes after hearing Xu Xin's words.

What the hell, you say?

Isn’t this method of picking up girls too low-level?

But the girl is happy:

"Hey, I love hearing this...what did you eat for lunch?"

She followed Xu Xin's queue and chatted with him.

"I haven't eaten, I'm not hungry."

"……ah?"

The girl was surprised:

"Didn't eat?"

"That's right. I had a flight in the morning and didn't eat. I ate a box of airplane meals on the plane. It was eaten at ninety o'clock."

"Well."

The girl thought for a while and pointed to the side:

"Then you buy a ticket and I'll buy some snacks and water."

"good."

Xu Xin nodded.

The two of them didn't talk about who would buy the tickets. It was too tacky.

This ticket is only 20 yuan a piece.

Xu Xin bought a ticket, and she bought two bottles of water and some potato chips. No matter what, she made up 20 yuan.

Besides, the relationship between the two of them is not like this.

In this way, Xu Xin queued up slowly, and when he was almost there, finally, a girl with two plastic bags in her hands came over, with a look of sullenness and speechlessness on her pretty face:

"Hey, let me tell you, I'm so angry!"

"how?"

Looking at her bag of snacks, a few bottles of drinks and a pancake fruit specially bought for herself, Xu Xin took it and asked casually.

"Just now, I was so angry! Did you see the wonton seller?"

Xu Xin turned around and glanced, saw a small cart, and nodded:

"Well, what then?"

"I said I'd like to buy you a bowl of wontons. It's Friday after all. If you don't want to eat dumplings, I'll grab some wontons instead. No other food stalls are out at the moment. I specifically asked the boss how long the opening will be. It depends on the time.

There was no time. The boss said there was time, so I thought I would just sit and wait for the pancakes and wontons, and then I would arrange them for you. But when the pancakes were ready, I stood up to get them. Do you know how hard it was... just a little fat guy with a full face?

The little fat guy with freckles appeared out of nowhere..."

"Snatched the wontons?"

Xu Xin followed her train of thought and said something.

But I saw that the girl was quite annoyed, and she stamped her foot playfully:

"No! He...he grabbed my stool! He was as fast as a big fat rat! When I got up to get pancakes, he dragged my stool away!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Not to mention Xu Xin, the friends around her who were listening to her narration were also speechless.

But a few people behind Xu Xin suddenly said:

"It's over...it's over...there's no seat left!"

"……ah?"

Yang Mi looked over with some confusion.

A young boy among those people explained:

"That's sesame cake."

"..."

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment.

But the next second his face was full of laughter and tears:

"Hey~~~Brother, what are you looking at? I bought pancakes for my friend!"

"No, that kid is a Shaobing."

After receiving the boy's explanation, Yang Mi was even more confused:

"Who is Shaobing?"

Just after he finished asking this question, the boy had not yet answered. Suddenly, the conductor at the ticket buying window leaned over the window and shouted:

"The big seats are gone! Only the benches and standing tickets are left!"

"Ah this?"

"What should I do?"

“Standing votes are also accepted!”

"It's over. I should have come earlier if I had known."

A group of people started talking after hearing that there were no seats, but Xu Xin frowned.

Just kidding?

When did our second young master of the Xu family suffer such injustice?

Open a box for me!

This was his original plan, but then he heard Yang Mi mutter:

"So it's true?"

"……What?"

he asked.

"They are very popular. I read the Tianya forum online and they all said that their cross talk is worth listening to even if you have a standing ticket. Every venue is packed...it turns out to be true..."

"oh."

Xu Xin nodded indifferently.

Yang Mi thought it didn't matter whether he was sitting or standing.

In fact, Xu Laoer was focused on rushing to the box.

…

Without the big seats, the team bought tickets much faster. After buying their tickets, everyone rushed into the theater.

Finally it was Xu Xin's turn.

"Twenty per person..."

As soon as the conductor finished speaking, Xu Xin said:

"Come to a private room."

"..."

The conductor was not surprised, he just shook his head:

"We don't have a private room here. It's twenty per person. Buy it early. There are small stools inside."

"...No private room?"

How could Xu Xin endure this... What kind of performance is worthy of Xu Laoer squatting on a pony to watch? It's not about eating noodles.

Why?

He was about to speak, but Yang Mi said directly:

"Two people! Two people! Two of us!"

"..."

Under Xu Xin's speechless gaze, the conductor tore off two tickets.

The girl urged:

"Hurry up, I'm afraid there won't be a seat!"

"..."

Speechlessly, she took out a fifty-fifty note from her wallet and handed it over. After finding ten yuan, Yang Mi waved her wavy hair:

"Go go go go go go go!"

With no choice but to hold the pancake wallet in his left hand and the ticket in his right hand, he could only follow Yang Mi and run towards the theater entrance.

There were already three rows of people lined up at the entrance of the theater.

The two of them couldn't push forward even if they wanted to.

With no other choice, he could only follow the team and walk into the house. He gave the ticket to the ticket inspector. Xu Xin asked:

"Where can I get a stool?"
To be continued...