Chapter 247 Don't say it's like I'm about to die.!
I saw the hotel.
Qi Yun Chengdu was forced to run quickly.
Those who didn't know better thought something had happened to these two people, or they didn't know how hungry they were, so they ran over in such a hurry.
And as soon as I entered the store.
Song Yi said decisively to the waiter in the noisy crowd.
"Two bowls of fried noodles."
"Okay! Please wait a moment."
After ordering something good by himself, Song Yi sat down under a rapidly rotating electric fan.
Then I tried my best to enjoy the coolness.
"Is it said on the Internet that the noodles here are delicious?" Qi Yuncheng sat down and asked.
"Yeah! I read it on a forum."
"Well, you can find it in places like this."
Qi Yuncheng was a little impressed, because this restaurant looked like a small restaurant at first glance and was not too famous, but she had a smiling face across the table the whole time.
Although under the fan, her hair was blown from time to time, but at this moment, looking at her, Qi Yuncheng really felt that this was a kind of luck for him.
It was because of this that he, who had never been in love before, suddenly thought of something.
The beloved you meet will live up to your love!
He never understood these disgusting words before, but after you are really together, the feeling the other person makes you feel.
There is indeed a sense of peace of mind.
Not only do girls gain from boys, but the reverse is also true.
But at this time, before the fried noodles came, Song Yi was combing his hair and suddenly said, "May is going by so fast. I remember Renyi released enrollment information a month or two ago.
With.
Some are for recent graduates, and some are for people in society.
If you weren't working at Deyun, I really want you to give it a try. I think there's absolutely no problem with your acting skills."
"Come on, this is a bit ridiculous."
Qi Yuncheng shook his head helplessly. It was not like he didn't know how difficult it was to get into there. Although the People's Art Theater was a public institution, it and the National Theater both had high authority.
And they are notoriously difficult.
Let’s talk about the National Theater first. The popular actor Hu Ge performed in more than a hundred plays before entering the theater, while the later movie king Zhang Yi couldn’t even get in despite holding a soldier in his hand.
So you can imagine how difficult it is to get in.
In terms of human arts, there are thousands of people, but only a dozen are recruited. Even for people majoring in performance, there are only five places in the country.
Actresses Hai Qing and Deng Chao were not admitted to the People's Arts School at that time.
So it is conceivable how excellent my girlfriend is.
"What's so ridiculous about this?" Song Yi didn't understand, "I'm just going to try it anyway."
"There's no need to try. I say cross talk is pretty good, and an art palace like this must be very strict. It's estimated that some high-profile celebrities will take the exam and be on the same starting line."
"That's not true." Song Yi replied immediately.
But Qi Yuncheng, who has lived in two generations, wanted to laugh inexplicably. Song Yi didn't understand it, but the next second the noodles came.
That dispelled her curiosity.
Concentrate on starting to mix the noodles.
In this way, the two of them chatted and started eating this dinner.
There was quite a lot to say.
Because I was very happy today, I didn’t worry about any state units or public institutions at all. After all, it was just casual chatting.
And after finishing the meal.
Qi Yuncheng accompanied Song Yi to visit some places and drive some roads.
But wait until later.
Still have to separate first.
After all, it was agreed over there.
Song Yi also knew that he was going there.
But standing with her boyfriend on the roadside in the middle of the night, she still couldn't bear to leave. It was only about eight o'clock.
It's too early to go back.
I still want to get tired of being around him for a while.
But there is no way.
I can't say anything I want to say.
"Shall I take a taxi to take you back today? It'll be faster this way."
Standing on the roadside, Qi Yuncheng wanted to stop a car, but the next second he was about to raise his hand to stop the car, and was instantly suppressed by another beautiful hand.
"Are you in a hurry now?"
"That's not true. We'll be here at nine o'clock."
"In this case..." Song Yi stood on the side of the road, looked around, and found a bus stop sign fifty meters to the left.
There are not many people, but so what if there are many people.
So I bit my lip for a little willfulness.
"Let's take the bus this time. It won't waste too much time. Are you willing?"
"sure."
"Then let's go there."
Holding her boyfriend's hand, Song Yi hurried over a few steps.
I couldn't stand for a long time either.
A bus slowly arrived.
The front door opened, and after a few people got on the bus, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yicai followed them up.
There really aren't many people.
A little further back, there are still some empty seats.
After walking over, Qi Yuncheng sat slightly inside, and Song Yi sat outside. But as soon as he sat down, the latter leaned lightly on the former's shoulder.
Song Yi, who leaned over and tilted his head to look at the scene inside the bus, spoke slowly.
"You are getting colder."
"Don't make it sound like I'm dying."
"Hahaha!"
Song Yi couldn't help laughing, but the next second his body sank and he couldn't help but burrow into his boyfriend's arms, while Qi Yuncheng didn't make any move.
Let her look for a comfortable position.
Next, there will be a long period of quiet time.
Neither of them spoke, but looked at the people getting on and off the car from time to time.
As for the perspective of passers-by, it doesn't matter, because young lovers like this are already accustomed to it.
There are even more serious ones.
It's just that occasionally some passing girls of the same age couldn't help but take a few more glances at Qi Yuncheng. After all, this pair was pretty good-looking.
As time passed, Song Yi gradually lay on Qi Yuncheng's lap, but her hands were holding his left hand tightly.
After Qi Yuncheng felt it, he looked down at his girlfriend's face and smiled.
As for his girlfriend's intention, how could he not know it? She probably just wanted to stay a little longer while the car was going back and forth.
So his free right hand subconsciously rested on his girlfriend's back.
It's like coaxing a child.
Just a little while.
Song Yi made a small voice, "Isn't the impression I gave you very different? And I'm not particularly proactive?"
"Well!" Qi Yuncheng thought for a while, then nodded, "It's indeed a bit big."
Afterwards, Song Yi said in a tone that sounded like he was complaining, "I went to Lao She Teahouse today and saw the looks in those girls' eyes. If I didn't take the initiative,
In one year, I guess your child will be born."
"Are you still jealous of this?"
"Hmm~~"
As if she made a sound, but also as if she didn't make a sound, Song Yi stopped making any movement, and continued to enjoy the last moments when her boyfriend sent her back.