Chapter 297 The person on the line is my own person
Early the next morning, Feng Xiaoxiao received a call from Fu Jie, who also came to the ancient city. The two met at the hotel restaurant.
Fu Jie saw that Feng Xiaoxiao didn't look good and asked, "What's wrong? Not feeling well?"
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled, "Maybe I changed places and I'm a little acclimated. I went to bed early last night and felt better. What do you want from me?"
Fu Jie then explained his purpose and took out a folder from his bag.
Feng Xiaoxiao thought it was a script, "Teacher Gu, have you read the script? Have you chosen it?"
"This is not a script." Fu Jie shook his head, "How can it be so fast? Teacher Gu has always been picky. You are her only student. Her requirements for you are the same as for herself."
"Then this is..." Feng Xiaoxiao didn't understand.
"It's a variety show." Fu Jie explained, "After your performance is over, there will be a recording."
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "Variety show? No way. Does Teacher Gu know about this? Does she agree?"
You know, Gu Peiling is an academic and an experienced actor, and she is most opposed to doing this.
"hehe."
Fu Jie smiled, "You are very afraid of Teacher Gu. This is different... This is an art variety show. Artists will be invited to perform according to the situation to convey the inheritance of the Chinese quintessence."
"Oh, that's it." Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay."
Feng Xiaoxiao squeezed her nose, "You don't know, I'm afraid of Teacher Gu saying that you, a kid, haven't even become famous yet, and you start doing all these messy things! Haha..."
She imitated Gu Peiling's tone of voice and made Fu Jie laugh.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and asked, "Do you have any other plans?"
Fu Jie shook his head, "No, what, is there something wrong?"
"Of course." Feng Xiaoxiao sneered, "We are a family now. We can't let you leave just like this when your family comes. We have to have a meal together. In this way, I have a performance in the afternoon and in the evening.
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"Yeah, okay." Fu Jie nodded without refusing.
Feng Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "That's right."
She took out her mobile phone and sent Fu Jie a WeChat message.
Fu Jie's cell phone rang immediately, "What was sent?"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "When you come to the ancient city, how can you not take a stroll? I've sent you a guide. You can follow the above, walk around, and check out the places."
"……okay."
Fu Jie nodded and thanked. "Thank you."
"Hey." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "What are you thanking for? Are we outsiders?"
She took the last sip of porridge and stood up, "I have to go, remember, go shopping by yourself."
"Um."
Looking at Feng Xiaoxiao's back, Fu Jie laughed. Mrs.... No, Feng Xiaoxiao's personality is not easy to offend to outsiders, but she is really kind to the people around her.
Even his manager, she regards him as her family.
Feng Xiaoxiao's concept is actually very simple. People on the same line are his own people. Such people are actually really easy to deceive.
Otherwise, she would not have been deceived by Mr. Nie for so many years without even realizing it.
Fu Jie shook his head. He just wanted to concentrate on doing his own thing.
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Before the performance, Feng Xiaoxiao was applying makeup.
Su Bo came over to see her, "Xiaoxiao, why is your face so pale today? Did you apply too much foundation?"
"Yeah?"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked in the mirror and it seemed like this.
She gently covered her stomach. She didn't know what was going on. She was feeling better in the morning, but now she felt uncomfortable again.
"Let's go." Feng Xiaoxiao pulled Su Bo with him.
However, she stumbled when she walked to the door. Fortunately, Su Bo helped her in time, "Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"
"fine……"
Feng Xiaoxiao was a little dazed, "There is a threshold here, I just didn't notice it, don't be so nervous."
"No..." Su Bo was a little worried, "I think you are not in good spirits."
Before Feng Xiaoxiao said anything, she heard her colleagues shouting outside, "Xiaoxiao, Su Bo... hurry up."
The director was also in the crowd, "Xiaoxiao, many people are here to see you, give a good performance!"
"Yes, director." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded with a smile, but with a slight frown on her face, a little reluctantly.
Su Bo looked worried, "Xiaoxiao, are you really okay?"
"It's really okay." Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath. How could anything happen to her at this time?
The performance is about to start. The audience has checked their tickets and sat in the auditorium. What if she refuses to perform because she feels uncomfortable?
It's just a little uncomfortable, but I can handle it.
The performance started and the actors came on stage one by one.
When it was Feng Xiaoxiao's turn, she was in good spirits and didn't seem to feel any discomfort. Moreover, she performed well as usual.
Finally, when she knelt on the ground, she was still greeted with a round of applause and tears.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao lay on the ground and clutched her stomach tightly. The pain was unbearable.
After enduring the pain and getting off the stage, Fu Jie's call came.
"Xiao Xiao."
"Fu Jie." Feng Xiaoxiao broke into cold sweat on her temples, "You're here. Come and wait for me backstage while I change my clothes."
"I'm already backstage. You can see me when you turn around."
After listening to Fu Jie's words, Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that Fu Jie was already standing at the door of the backstage.
However, the moment Fu Jie saw Feng Xiaoxiao, his expression froze, "Xiaoxiao, you..."
Feng Xiaoxiao trembled slightly, "I, I'm a little..."
"Xiao Xiao!" Fu Jie stepped forward to support her, his brows furrowed, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"...Hmm." Feng Xiaoxiao didn't even have the strength to nod, she closed her eyes and softened.
"Xiao Xiao!"
Fu Jie quickly caught him, but he was also confused. What was going on? Fu Jie carried Feng Xiaoxiao on his back and walked out of the theater.
As he walked, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Hey, Mr. Liao, it's me, Fu Jie...Miss Feng fainted!"
Here, Liao Qingming answered the phone and immediately went to tell Mr. Nie.
But he hesitated, not sure whether he should say this or not, "Mr. Nie, Miss Feng's matter..."
Nie Zheng frowned, "If it's nothing special, you don't need to tell me."
"oh."
Liao Qingming was in trouble and Feng Xiaoxiao fainted during the performance. Is this considered special?
Seeing the constipated expression on his face, Nie Zheng became impatient and asked, "Do you want to say it or not?"
Liao Qingming was so embarrassed that he almost cried, "Mr. Nie, Miss Feng fainted during the performance... I was thinking about this..."
Suddenly, Nie Zheng stood up. His face instantly darkened, "Where is she now?"
"Uh..." Liao Qingming felt a chill on the back of his neck, "Here it is... the ancient city."
Nie Zheng took his coat and glared at Liao Qingming, "Why are you still standing there?"
"Uh, yes!" Liao Qingming was at a loss to explain. Mr. Nie's thoughts were really elusive.
As soon as Nie Zheng went out, Song Feixue came to greet him.
"Azheng."
Nie Zheng raised his hand to stop her from continuing, "I have something to leave now, so you go back first."