Are you ready?
Do I still need to prepare?
Just think about it and countless classic opera repertoires will come to mind.
"The Butterfly Lovers", "Farewell My Concubine", "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl", "The West Chamber".
It depends on whether you can stop it.
However, Shen Xian did not say this, but smiled and said: "Of course I remember this, but..."
Zhou Yanshi asked: "Just what?"
"Does the promised award still count?" Shen Xian asked shyly.
Zhou Yanshi was stunned, and suddenly remembered that this guy was the kind of person who would not do anything until he saw the rabbit. Without the motivation of interests, he would not work at all.
So he said, "Of course it counts. As long as you beat foreign dramas, I will apply for a bonus for you, and you can go on tour. You will be a regular at the Kyoto Grand Theater!"
After hearing this, Shen Xian finally felt relieved and laughed: “That’s fine, I will arrive in Kyoto on time on February 1st.”
…
The day after the Golden Bell Awards, the topic soared to the top of the list.
The total number of topics for "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" exceeded 1 billion. Although "Red Sun" was slightly behind, its growth rate was also very terrifying.
The discussion of The Postman has exceeded 6 billion. You know, the last person who had such a hot topic was a gold medal producer who had become a leading figure!
Mainland entertainment companies couldn't sit still and were browsing the postman's social accounts and sending articles to the email addresses above frantically.
But before Chen Xian could read it, Zhou Wan called: "Chen Xian, are you free tonight? Qingqing is clamoring to see you."
Shen Xian hesitated for a moment, but finally softened his heart: “Okay, where are you?”
Zhou Wan was immediately excited when she heard this. She suppressed her excitement and tried to speak in a calm tone: "There is a private restaurant in Nanzhou called Lao Langxi Taste. I think the dishes are pretty good. I'll send you the address. We can meet there at 6pm in the evening, okay?"
Shen Xian agreed.
He always had a strong sense of intimacy with Qingqing, which made him unable to help but get close to her.
Although he was very kind and gentle to many children, no child gave him the same sense of blood relationship as Qingqing.
"It would be great if Qingqing was my daughter." Shen Xian packed up and went out while talking to himself.
Soon we arrived at the agreed location.
This is a typical private restaurant with southern Anhui flavor. The decoration is not luxurious, but very elegant.
Zhou Wan was holding Qingqing's hand and standing in front of the food counter to order food.
She was wearing a black woolen coat and delicate earrings on her earlobes. She leaned forward slightly, revealing her soft and fair profile.
A strand of hair fell down, and she gently brushed it up and tucked it behind her ear.
Qingqing was beside her, hugging her thighs and humming something.
She was frowning, with pain in her eyes.
What does Chen Xian like to eat?
I thought about it for a long time and recalled it for a long time, but I found that I still don’t know what Chen Xian likes to eat.
Why.
I care too little about Shen Xian. All along, I have been asking for love and emotional value from Shen Xian.
But now looking back, what have I done for Chen Xian?
flesh?
No.
money?
Neither do I.
Forget it, I’ll just wait for Chen Xian to come over and order myself.
She sighed softly, then stood up.
Qingqing suddenly noticed Shen Xian pushing the door open and shouted, "Dad, Dad!"
While shouting, he rushed towards Chen Xian with his short legs, and then suddenly hugged Chen Xian's right leg and refused to let go.
Chen Xian laughed in silence, squatted down quickly, and picked up Qingqing: "Let me see if the little one is obedient!"
"If you don't obey, I'll give you to the Big Bad Wolf!"
"I'll be obedient!" Qingqing giggled, then put her arms around Chen Xian's neck and buried her head in his neck, "Daddy's smell."
Zhou Wan stood there with a sweet smile.
She is one year older, with a unique charm and a different kind of softness between her eyebrows.
She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a black woolen coat, and a pair of black high heels. She looked like an elf in the dark.
"I don't know what dishes you like, so I can't order well." Zhou Wan spoke softly, with a hint of guilt and self-blame in her tone.
Chen Xian held Qing Qing in his arms and walked towards the booth: "It's okay, I can eat anything, what about you, what do you like to eat?"
"I'm fine with that too." Zhou Wan said obediently.
At this moment she realized that when she is with the person she loves, it really doesn’t matter what she eats or what she does. What matters is who she is with.
After sitting down, Qingqing insisted on sitting next to Shen Xian. She raised her head, raised her doll-like face, and blinked her big eyes: "Dad, when will you and Mom live together again? Then you can tell me stories every day."
Zhou Wan lowered her head, her face blushing a little.
But in his heart, he was secretly expecting Shen Xian to give a clear answer.
For example, in a few days, or tonight.
But Chen Xian just rubbed Qingqing's head: "We can call each other at night. I can call you to tell you a story, too?"
Qingqing suddenly felt very sad and asked, "Don't you want your mother anymore?"
As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes like beads from a broken string.
Oh shit.
Shen Xian was suddenly in a panic.
I lost...
Such a powerful wingman!
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