After Du Weiguo and Mo Lan left Quanjude arm in arm, Mo Lan seemed to be in high spirits, although she didn't say anything.
But there was a sense of joy that could not be hidden in the corners of her eyes and brows. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with Du Weiguo's performance just now. He never let go of his hand holding hers from beginning to end.
There is a small chance of success in the bird's conspiracy to occupy the dove's nest.
Du Weiguo was also secretly afraid at this time, but he was helpless about this scene. He and Mo Lan couldn't stay in the dark in a small apartment every day.
Now that we have to go out for a walk, these four or nine cities are both big and small. The key is that the good places in this era are really limited!
Nowadays, Du Weiguo's popularity is actually quite wide. Tens of thousands of people know him in the steel rolling mill alone, so it is inevitable to meet an acquaintance. As the old saying goes, you can't walk by the river without wet shoes.
Du Weiguo thought to himself at this time: No way! We must leave Beijing quickly. If we don't leave, our secret will be exposed. This matter is imminent.
Mo Lan took Du Weiguo's arm and suddenly tightened it. She said:
"Du Weiguo, let's go watch the ballet together. When you were riding my bike and driving me past the theater, I saw the poster. There will be Swan Lake at 2:30 this afternoon! It's just the right time to go!"
Du Weiguo frowned, showing a lack of interest in this. He was a complete vulgar person and had been like this for his entire life.
He has always been very indifferent to the elegant art of ballet, even in the later years when he was enjoying the feast and reveling in the entertainment.
He is also grateful to these ballet girls. Their figures are naturally beautiful and enchanting, but their feet are very scary!
It's the kind of thing you'll never forget once you see it, and even give you nightmares.
Du Weiguo stood in front of the bicycle, frowned and said with a grimace: "Mo Lan, I'm just a rough guy. I don't like ballet very much, or I don't understand it at all."
Moran raised his charming fox eyes, glanced at him meaningfully, and teased with a pun:
"You are indeed a rough man, silly, thick and thick. I actually don't understand ballet, but the jumping scene looks quite lively, so let's just watch it as a lively show!"
Du Weiguo suspected that the fox eyes were connoting her and driving, but he had no evidence and did not want to play tricks with her.
Du Weiguo originally wanted to refuse, but then Moran said: "Du Weiguo, your friends are probably the same as you, and they won't come to the ballet.
So we won’t meet acquaintances again, Du Weiguo, we can’t hide in the apartment every day and not see the light of day!”
Du Weiguo was persuaded by her, gave a helpless smile, nodded, and lowered the car ladder:
"Haha, okay! You've convinced me. Which theater is it? Why didn't I notice any posters when I came here just now?"
Moran cheered when he heard this and said in a cheerful voice:
"I didn't pay attention to what theater it was, but I know the road. It's on the way we came. If we go back the way we came, we can pass by the entrance of the theater."
Du Weiguo had no choice but to nod his head, raised his leg and stepped onto the 28th bar:
"Okay, come on up!"
The theater is very easy to find. When I passed by it again, there was already a huge queue at the door.
Du Weiguo took a quick look at the young people queuing up, and found that most of them were naughty high school students and some unruly youths.
Damn, only these idiots can understand ballet! They are all here for the ballerina's short skirt and stockings, and they are mostly just a bunch of restless little kids.
Du Weiguo stopped the car far away, and Mo Lan jumped out. The two of them glanced at the almost endless queue and looked at each other. Du Weiguo curled his lips slightly and said jokingly:
"Mo Lan, I really asked you to tell me that everyone has the same idea as you, they are all here to see the excitement, but I think this situation means that we will definitely have no chance of the excitement today."
Moran was a little unhappy. She glanced at the young people in line, pursed her lips and said unhappily:
"What, they're all a bunch of adolescent brats, they're obviously here to see the short skirts!"
At this moment, the queue of people suddenly seemed to be boiling, and they rushed towards the ticket window. The scene instantly became extremely noisy, and the sky was filled with excitement.
It must have started to sell tickets. Du Weiguo looked at the crowded and excited crowd and smiled. Seeing that there was no chance, he would not queue up stupidly. He was about to leave after saying hello to Molan.
Suddenly, Du Weiguo's eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth raised. He seemed to have seen something particularly interesting.
Du Weiguo parked the car and said to Mo Lan: "Mo Lan, please wait for me here. There may be something going on over there. I have to go and take a look."
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo walked towards a corner of the crowd. In fact, according to Du Weiguo's temper, he would not be interested in ordinary trivial matters, let alone join in the fun.
But today he uncharacteristically took the initiative to join in the fun because he saw a few very familiar faces from a distance.
After Du Weiguo got closer, he pushed through the crowded crowd and walked into the circle. He could see more clearly now.
In the middle of the field, a little man wearing a blue cotton jacket, cotton trousers, and a lynx leather hat was holding a dagger with a cold light against the stomach of a tall young man wearing a general's tweed coat.
Several young men around, also wearing general uniforms, were holding bicycle chain locks and confronting the little man holding a knife.
Sure enough, hey hey hey, Du Weiguo laughed silently, this is not the same group of characters from the protagonist group in Bloody Romance, but they are still very young in appearance now, they are probably about 16 or 17 years old.
Damn, what the hell is this? Are two film and television worlds intersecting? Or are time and space intersecting?
At this time, the little man in the blue cotton-padded jacket holding a knife shouted proudly:
"Stop talking nonsense, Li Yuanchao, give me your ballet tickets quickly, or I will make a hole in your stomach today and take out your intestines to dry!"
The handsome young man surnamed Zhong who was confronting him waved the chain lock in his hand and said, "I'm going to give you a damn, you little bastard. I'm so shameless for running wild here. I'll see if you can stand up today."
Get out of here!"
The little man in the blue cotton jacket curled his lips, sneered, and said nonchalantly:
"Oh, who are you trying to scare? Where did you come from, a little brat? Go home and drink milk!"
The boy surnamed Zhong was embarrassed by him, his face turned red, he picked up the chain and was about to lock it:
"Damn, you little bastard, I will kill you today to eliminate harm for the people!"
Li Yuanchao suddenly waved his hand calmly and stopped the boy named Zhong. His tone was very calm:
"Yuemin, you don't have to worry about this today, I'll handle it myself."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand again, took the ballet ticket from his subordinate's hand, and then handed it to the little bastard. He looked at the little bastard calmly and said in a calm voice:
"Little bastard, I, Li Yuanchao, have admitted defeat today and I will give you the ticket, but remember, one day, you must not fall into my hands!"
I have to say that this Li Yuanchao was a character, somewhat general-like, and had a certain personality charm.
At least he looked calm on the surface and his courage wasn't too bad. He was clearly giving in and acted as if he had won.
The little bastard took the movie ticket triumphantly, sneered, and said dismissively:
"Ha! Young master, I have a damn life. If we meet again, it's just a life for another life. I'm barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. What should I be afraid of?"
Li Yuanchao did not argue with him, but said in a calm voice:
"You little bastard, you've got the job today. I've accepted my defeat and I've given you the ticket. Now you can put the knife away and let me go, right?"
The little bastard glanced at Li Yuanchao, who was surrounded by a large circle of young men in the courtyard who were eager to try. He sneered and said:
"Hehe, Li Yuanchao, you are not a young master and I don't want to let you go. Look at this situation, can I leave?"
Li Yuanchao was very bachelor and very decisive. The key was that the dagger was pointed at his stomach! He was a master who cherished his life extremely.
The so-called porcelain does not compete with the tiles. His calmness and calmness were so good at acting. He was actually panicking, and he was really scared.
He looked around, gave a fist-cup salute to the young people who gathered around him, and said loudly:
"Today I, Li Yuanchao, have admitted my defeat. Let's all leave. I thank you all. You treat me as a friend. No one is allowed to cause trouble for him today. I will make up for my own face in the future."
After saying these beautiful words, he turned to look at the little bastard again:
"Little bastard, I, Li Yuanchao, have always been a man of my word. I, Li Yuanchao, have always valued my promises more than my life. Today you just watch the ballet with peace of mind. I guarantee that no one will touch you. Now you
Don’t worry!”
The little bastard sneered and said without hesitation: "Li Yuanchao, you are really awesome! You have some magnanimity, okay, I will trust you today!"
As he spoke, he slowly took back the dagger that was pressed against Li Yuanchao's stomach. Sure enough, no one touched him until his dagger was far away from Li Yuanchao.
Ha! All of these hot-blooded little brats are quite moral!
I inserted a little copy of a bloody romance, hehehehe.