Qi Yun Chengdu was dragged so hard that he had to run quickly.
Those who didn't know 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 for himself, Song Yi sat down under a rapidly rotating electric fan.
Then try your 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 a sentence.
The beloved you meet will live up to your love!
He never understood these disgusting words before, but after you get together, the other person makes you feel.
There is indeed a kind 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.
By.
Some are for recent graduates, and some are for social workers.
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's not like he didn't know how difficult it was to get in 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 actor Zhang Yi couldn’t even get in even with Soldier Assault.
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, and even for people majoring in acting, 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. I guess some high-profile celebrities who come to take the exam will probably get cleared and stand on the same starting line."
"That's not true." Song Yi replied immediately.
But Qi Yuncheng, a man of two generations, wanted to laugh inexplicably. Song Yi didn't understand it, but the next second the noodles came.
This dispelled her curiosity.
Concentrate on mixing the noodles.
In this way, the two of them started to eat while chatting.
There is quite a lot to say.
Because I was very happy today, as for the state units and public institutions, I didn’t worry about it 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 side of the road, 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 the case, it didn't go until nine o'clock."
"In this case..." Song Yi stood on the roadside, 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 and acted a little willfully.
"Let's take the bus this time. It won't waste too much time. Are you willing?"
"Okay."
"Then let's go there."
Holding her boyfriend's hand, Song Yi hurried over a few steps.
I can’t stand too long for a while.
A bus arrives slowly.
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 sound like I'm dying."
"Hahaha!"
Song Yi couldn't help laughing, but the next second her body sank and she couldn't help but burrow into her boyfriend's arms, while Qi Yuncheng didn't make any move.
Let her look for a comfortable position everywhere.
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 couples like this are already familiar.
There are even more serious ones.
It's just that occasionally some passing girls of the same age can't help but take a few more glances at Qi Yuncheng. After all, this pair is pretty good-looking.
As time passed, Song Yi gradually lay on Qi Yuncheng's lap, but his 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 moment.
Song Yi made a small voice, "Isn't the impression I gave you very different? And am I not particularly proactive?"
"Well!" Qi Yuncheng thought for a while, then nodded, "It's indeed a bit big."
After that, 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, I'd better take the initiative.
In one year, I guess your child will be born."
"Are you still jealous of this?"
"Hmm~~"
As if making a sound, but also as if not making a sound, Song Yi stopped making any movement, and continued to enjoy the last moments when her boyfriend sent her back.