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Chapter 174 I'm going, the flowers I sent were for confession?

We arrived at the Tianjing Auditorium in Tianjing hx area.

Qi Yuncheng and a group of people got out of the Marquis' car.

This time down.

In fact, a lot of people gathered around him immediately.

Some people still like Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping, and they are popular.

The two words of Deyun are brand name and traffic.

Naturally, there are people waiting to see the actors.

And they were holding a lot of flowers in their hands.

This made it difficult for them to go in directly.

I can only stand where I am and catch something.

"Qi Yuncheng, I've always tolerated you! I wish you a successful performance today."

"Thanks!!"

"Qi Yuncheng! I really like your cross talk, can you take a photo?"

"sure!"

"Qi Yuncheng, it took me a long time to introduce the flowers I gave you. They are very fragrant. You can smell them!"

"Hey, okay!"



Most of the people who came over were girls. Originally, they were waiting at the entrance of the theater, but now when they saw people, they were all trotting over one by one.

As for the accent of this person, it is definitely Tianjing dialect.

What Tianjing says to boys will be more interesting, but it is different for girls, because Tianjing’s words are not very soft.

I can't even express that whimpering feeling.

For example, if you call a girl on the street, that girl will definitely say back to you, "Brother, what's the matter?"

So it really tastes like a big man.

However, the most valuable thing about a heavenly girl is that she is natural and real. Anyway, she definitely does not have a cute and weak tone of voice.

It's just that a girl handed over the flowers.

There are more and more flowers nearby.

Luan Yunping, Kong Yunlong, Xiao Meng, and Mr. Hou are all helping to pick him up.

He is used to these, and he also likes them, because most of them are beautiful lilies, or paired with some forget-me-nots, baby's breath and so on.

But suddenly when he was putting it away, Qi Yuncheng saw a familiar flower bouquet.

It seems to be the same as the one matched by the florist last time, except that the packaging and ties are different.

When the girl hands it to you, you will definitely still have to accept it, and you may even have to be a little more careful.

Because the price of eleven roses and six lilies is really not cheap. After buying them myself, I really felt that these viewers spent too much money.

But when picking it up, this splendid girl said one more sentence.

"Qi Yuncheng! I really like your cross talk, and I specially matched it after seeing it online!"

"Okay! Thank you very much. It's really a waste of money! Did you choose it specially? Thank you for your trouble! Is there any special meaning in this?"

Qi Yuncheng responded quickly while holding a pile of flowers. At the same time, he asked the noisy crowd one more question. After all, he had bought it himself, but he didn't understand it.

A little curious.

The girl smiled.

"It means I love you the most. I only like you. I listen to your cross talk every night, so I always wanted to give it to you."

"Thank you! Thank you for your like, but I still hope that your boyfriend will give this flower to you in the future! Or you can give it to the person you like!"

Thanks again, Qi Yuncheng nodded and entered the theater intentionally. They have been outside for so long and it is impossible to stay here forever.

But suddenly he remembered something, and Qi Yuncheng instantly felt a cold sweat running down his spine.

After realizing it, I panicked.

It wasn't because he was afraid, but because he finally understood what the flower meant.

No wonder.

No wonder when the boss said those words when buying flowers, he thought he was giving them to his girlfriend, right?

And then he gave it to Song Yi like this?

Go ahead, I have to feed my brain to the dog. Isn’t that really a misunderstanding?

Think you are confessing to yourself?

Good guy, I've only met her a few times, that's all.

Song Yi still doesn't know what to think.

Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng's mind was really confused. As for people who wanted autographs and photos later, he didn't know how to give them.

It's not that he is mentally unstable.

But this misunderstanding is not trivial.

Besides, if others don’t know about Song Yi, doesn’t he know about it?

She is indeed a very good female star in later generations.

I don’t know if we should meet next time.

I'm afraid it will be embarrassing.

But when he was stunned, Luan Yunping quickly reminded him, "It's almost time, we should go in."

After saying a few words, Qi Yuncheng reacted and finally said a few words to the people outside before walking into the theater with a group of fellow apprentices.

But precisely because of this delay, there were more and more people outside the theater.

In the blink of an eye, there are hundreds.

And among the hundreds of people, there must be some older people, because it is indeed time for the audience to enter the venue.

But when I saw Qi Yuncheng getting out of the car, he was surrounded by various girls giving flowers and gifts.

Still a little sad.

"Hey! Nowadays, cross talk actors only need to be good-looking. Can you still talk cross talk when surrounded by a group of girls?

What is this thing called?

Which cross talk theater actor is like this?

I have been listening to folk music for more than 20 years, but it has changed in recent years.

It’s not a big deal.”

The old man muttered outside, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

And his words are completely correct.

In the past years, people like him almost went to teahouses or other restaurants to listen to folk music.

It took me an entire afternoon to listen to it.

Most of them are also old men.

There are almost no women.

Those who came on stage at the same time were all gentlemen. An actor as young as just now could only be a student if beaten to death.

Even those who are engaged in folk art are not thirty years old and have no confidence to speak in front of others, because age is really important in this industry.

And there is also a saying to explain, that is, if you don’t have hair on your lips, you won’t be able to get things done.

But now this actor, who is only in his early twenties, is holding a commercial performance. In his mind, it is really too exaggerated.

His master could make sense, but he really didn't agree with it.

It's just that he just complained.

Suddenly, the girl who brought flowers ran back and came to the old man's side.

"Grandpa, what are you mumbling about? Let's go in. This time I finally got a ticket in the front row."

"Granddaughter!" the old man looked at his child and asked, "will you buy me a ticket to watch this today?"

And do you like that young actor that much?"

"Of course, apart from Mr. Guo's cross talk, I only watch him on the Internet, and people say he is very good.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have started the show at such a young age.

Besides, isn't this your birthday? Come with me to listen."

"Birthday, look at this, right? Okay, okay!"

The old man had no choice but to follow his granddaughter in.

There is no way, there is only such a granddaughter in the family, how can I not pamper her and go wherever she wants.

But suddenly, I asked, "Granddaughter, how much did you spend on that?"

"Oh, grandpa, why do you care about this? I'm willing to go."

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