The closer it got to the Dragon Boat Festival, the more intense the art troupe's rehearsals became, but fortunately the school was on holiday, so Zhou Yunwan was able to devote herself fully to the rehearsal of the drama.
After so many days of getting along, her relationship with the people in the drama troupe has become better and better, as if the unpleasantness in the past had never happened.
During the break, Zhou Yunwan looked at the mung bean soup that a little sister suddenly handed over, and opened her mouth in surprise: "Where did this come from?"
"Director Cheng invited everyone to get one. I saw you were still practicing your lines, so I brought it to you."
Zhou Yunwan followed the direction of her finger and saw Cheng Jinche distributing mung bean soup. Perhaps because the performance was almost time, he often came to guide the drama rehearsal during this period.
Because he didn't care when she accidentally soiled his clothes when they first met, and he was kind enough to speak up for Xiang Rulan when she had a conflict, so Zhou Yunwan had a pretty good impression of him.
It can be seen that he is very talented in being a director. He has good communication and leadership skills, and a very high level of artistic accomplishment. He is also a gentle and humble person, and he quickly became friends with the people in the drama troupe.
They had chatted a few times, probably because they were both engaged in the same industry, and Cheng Jinche was also good at finding topics to talk about, so they had quite pleasant conversations.
Zhou Yunwan was distracted for a moment and stared at him unconsciously for a while. Just when she was about to look away, Cheng Jinche looked over as if he noticed something. Their eyes met in mid-air and the other smiled at her.
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Zhou Yunwan was stunned for a moment, then she raised the mung bean soup in her hand, gave a grateful smile, then looked away and continued reading the script in her hand.
She inserted the straw into the cup and drank a sip of mung bean soup. It was refreshing and cool, and quenched her thirst and relieved the heat.
Don't be too casual while drinking mung bean soup and reading the script.
"Thank you Director Cheng for the mung bean soup."
He could hear words of thanks coming one after another. Cheng Jinche smiled politely, but his expression was obviously absent-minded. His eyes would occasionally fall on Zhou Yunwan who was not far away.
She sat on the ground carefree, her long black hair tied into a bun, with the strands of hair hanging down by her ears revealing half of her face. She had big, bright eyes, a straight and beautiful nose, and plump red lips. Her profile as she read the script seriously was gentle and beautiful, making it difficult to take your eyes away.
Because of his job, he has seen many beautiful girls, but he has never seen one like Zhou Yunwan, who made him feel so amazed no matter how many times he saw her.
Sometimes she looks like a white camellia and sometimes like a red rose, combining elegance and charm in one, making her incredibly beautiful.
The most rare thing is that she is not a vase with nothing but beauty, but a girl with independent thinking. After several contacts with her, it is not difficult to find that she is well educated, and her vision and conversation are quite like those of a lady from a noble family.
Cheng Jinche was excited, and his eyes slowly changed, as if he was staring at his prey.
By the time we had almost finished the mung bean soup, the next rehearsal began.
Before I knew it, the sky outside was gradually getting darker.
After the event, the director of the art troupe gathered everyone together and once again gave them some instructions for the rehearsal at the Beijing People's Art Theatre tomorrow.
The team leader had already issued the notice in the morning, but because this matter is of top importance, it is mentioned repeatedly.
Zhou Yunwan listened carefully and confirmed the process in her mind. They would gather at the gate of the art troupe at six o'clock tomorrow. After counting the number of people, they would go to the Beijing People's Art Theater in batches by bus. After arriving there, they would follow the staff's instructions.
After the regiment leader ordered everyone to disband, he specifically found Zhou Yunwan and asked, "Comrade Zhou Yunwan, can you be at the regiment on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning?"
Zhou Yunwan was not a member of the art troupe, nor did she live in the troupe dormitory. They had to gather at six o'clock, which meant she had to leave home at four or five o'clock. It was really a difficult situation.
So the head of the group added: "If you can't, you can go to the theater and wait."
Zhou Yunwan knew that the troupe leader was taking care of her because she was too far away from the art troupe. Going directly to the theater could save her the time of going to the art troupe, which would naturally be more convenient for her.
Acting alone means being separated from the group. If anything goes wrong or the plan changes, she won't be able to get the news in time.
After thinking for a while, she shook her head and refused, "No need, Captain. I can be there on time."
If it was that early, she could ask Uncle Shen or Xing Maohui if she could take their car to the army. If not, she could ask Shen Yanli...
Thinking of this, Zhou Yunwan pursed her lips tightly, and her face looked unhappy for a moment.
Chen Yanli used to pick her up almost every day, but he has been a little slack in the past half month. He either asked Xing Maohui to pick her up or asked Uncle Shen to take her back, but he himself has never come to pick her up.
Not only that, he only went home once in half a month.
When she asked him, he stammered and said he was too busy.
But was there ever a day in the past when he was not busy?
People are always greedy.
He had done so well before, and now that things were a little different, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment.
Clearly, he had handed over all his property to her for safekeeping not long ago, but now this has happened. It's really confusing.
Zhou Yunwan stamped her feet angrily, muttering that she would make him pay, but in her heart she was still secretly expecting him to come and pick her up today. However, when she walked out of the art troupe building, what caught her eye was Xing Maohui's person and car.
Xing Maohui was very famous in the army. When he appeared here, many people looked at him, but most people were used to it because they had often seen him during this period, and without exception, he was here to pick up Zhou Yunwan.
"Xiao Wan." Xing Maohui waved at her enthusiastically.
Zhou Yunwan could only hide her inner disappointment, tried hard to put on a smile and got into his car.
While starting the engine, Xing Maohui asked her how her day was.
"It's OK." Zhou Yunwan was in a bad mood and chatted with him casually. As they chatted, she couldn't help but ask about Shen Yanli's situation: "Brother Hui, do you know what Brother Yanli is busy with recently? I haven't seen him for several days."
Xing Maohui's expression froze when he heard this, and after a while he said, "This is how he gets busy. You may not see him for ten days or half a month. Don't worry too much."
"Really?" Zhou Yunwan curled up her hands on her knees. She didn't know why, but she always felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Xing Maohui saw her sadness and couldn’t help but look away with a guilty conscience, but thinking of what Shen Yanli had told him, he still said with a stiff upper lip: “Yes, it will be fine after a while when he is free.”
Zhou Yunwan clenched her fingers tighter, and said nothing more. She turned her head to look at the scenery passing by on the street, planning to go to Shen Yanli in person to ask for clarification after returning from the theater tomorrow.
What on earth happened that made him ignore her like this?
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