Chapter 66 A performance without melon seeds has no soul
"Feng Laoer, where have you been? Everyone is looking for you!" A woman with a stern face spoke with complaints in her tone after seeing Feng Laoer.
Feng Lao Er said, "I'm going to pick someone up to watch the show."
The woman's gaze couldn't help but fall on Cheng Xuyuan.
There was a hint of doubt in her eyes.
If Feng Laoer went to pick up his family or girlfriend, she would still believe it.
But it’s a bit wrong to ask Feng Laoer to pick up a young man to watch the performance.
After all, these are two men.
For a moment, a trace of doubt arose in her heart.
Just when she was wondering, Cheng Xuyuan said to Feng Laoer, "Brother, go and do your work. I'll just sit with the people from our cultural center."
Feng Laoer waved his hand and said, "Teacher Cheng, you should just follow me."
"I come here every day, I'm very familiar with it, and I know where the people in our cultural center are."
"As for the rehearsal, I've already rehearsed it several times. It's okay."
Although Cheng Xuyuan had been to this performance hall once, he was not very familiar with it.
It would take a lot of effort to get him to find someone at the cultural center.
Now Feng Lao Er knew the place and had rehearsed well, so he said, "Then I'll trouble you."
"Teacher Cheng, it's my duty to help you."
"Come with me." Feng Laoer said to the young woman, "I'll be there in a moment."
Looking at Feng Laoer and Cheng Xuyuan who were leaving, the young woman said angrily: "Is there something wrong with Feng Laoer's brain? He can't tell the priorities."
"He doesn't even know. If he angers Teacher Li, he'll be in trouble in the future!"
A middle-aged man standing nearby said, "Xiao Wei, Feng Lao Er is not stupid. This guy is very smart!"
"The person he just picked up was the author of the two skits he performed this time."
"Haha, if the author hadn't written his character as Feng Xiaoer, do you think he would have been able to take turns playing in these two short plays?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Xiao Wei's face showed a hint of surprise.
"Are you saying that the young man just now is Cheng Xuyuan, the author of "Eating Noodles" and "The Protagonist and the Supporting Actor"? "
"Of course, didn't you hear Feng Lao Er call him Teacher Cheng?"
"He did it on purpose!" The middle-aged man laughed and said, "If I could meet such a mentor, I would serve him well."
"Maybe one day, you'll be able to write a good skit for me, and I can save several years of hard work!"
Xiao Wei didn't say anything, but he seemed to agree with the middle-aged man's words.
Feng Laoer's words were not bragging. In just one minute, Cheng Xuyuan arrived at the seat of the Nancheng District Cultural Center. Although there was still more than half an hour before the start, most of the seats were already full.
Cheng Xuyuan quickly came to Shi Xuehong's side.
Shi Xuehong was a young person in the cultural center and even younger in the writing group, so her ticket was in the corner.
Shi Xuehong didn't like this position, but there was no way to change it.
Cheng Xuyuan's ticket was next to her seat.
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan coming over, Shi Xuehong, who was eating melon seeds, suddenly sighed.
Hearing this sigh, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned for a moment.
He sat down next to Shi Xuehong and asked, "Why are you sighing?"
Shi Xuehong said: "Nothing, it's just that when I saw you, I suddenly felt that I had wasted the past twenty years."
Cheng Xuyuan was helpless. He really wanted to say, "Can you blame me, sister?" But in the end, he said nothing.
"Would you like some melon seeds?" Shi Xuehong handed over a bag made of newspaper.
Cheng Xuyuan looked into the bag and saw that it was full of melon seeds.
Unlike cigarettes, melon seeds do not require tickets.
However, melon seeds do not satisfy your hunger and are not cheap, so people rarely buy them even if they have money.
Grabbing a handful of melon seeds, Cheng Xuyuan ate them while asking, "Why did you take so many melon seeds?"
"I bought it. It cost me more than 30 cents!"
"Let me tell you, watching a performance without sunflower seeds is soulless." Shi Xuehong said, "It's just that I ate too many sunflower seeds, and they were a bit salty."
In response to this kind of complaint, Cheng Xuyuan could only say that he couldn't help.
At this moment, Shi Xuehong had a dark green kettle in her hand.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Xuyuan really wanted to praise Shi Xuehong.
Her preparations were truly comprehensive.
"See the seats in the middle? Let me tell you, these are reserved for Elder Wan and his men." Shi Xuehong pointed to a seat and said, "Those sitting over there are all big shots."
"You don't know, even our Boss Niu has no place over there."
Cheng Xuyuan felt that this was normal. Not to mention that this performance was a city-wide cultural and artistic performance, just the distinguished guests who came were all incomparable to Niu Changqing.
So he can't sit in the middle, which is also very normal.
"You have a chance to meet the big guys this time, Xiao Cheng, let me tell you, you must..."
Just as Shi Xuehong was chattering, Peng Xueli suddenly walked towards her.
Seeing Peng Xueli's gloomy face, Shi Xuehong immediately shut her mouth.
"Xiao Cheng, where did you go just now?" Peng Xueli asked the question while waving at Cheng Xuyuan, signaling him to relax.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Director Peng, I just came over."
Peng Xueli said: "I forgot to tell you to come earlier."
As he spoke, he said in a deep voice: "Your place is not here."
"Come with me."
My location is not here? What is this for?
Although he was a little confused, Cheng Xuyuan still followed Peng Xueli out.
Anyway, it doesn't matter where you watch the show.
Shi Xuehong looked at Cheng Xuyuan who was taken away by Peng Xueli, and secretly prayed for her brother in her heart.
Old Peng, please don't make things difficult for Xiao Cheng.
Otherwise, don't blame me for standing up for my brother.
Just when all kinds of thoughts were running through Shi Xuehong's mind, she saw Cheng Xuyuan being taken to the middle area that Peng Xueli had just mentioned.
Then, Cheng Xuyuan sat down in a corner of this area.
Although it is only a corner of the middle area, as I just said, even Niu Changqing has no place to sit in this place.
Why is Xiao Cheng sitting here?
Is it that Peng Xueli wants to frame him?
Somehow, the scene in which Lin Chong entered the White Tiger Hall in the comic strip she had seen some time ago appeared in Shi Xuehong's mind.
However, it seems not right! All the people in Baihu Hall are Gao Qiu's people. There are so many people here. Even if Peng Xueli sets up Baihu Hall, it seems to be of no use!
While Shi Xuehong was daydreaming, Peng Xueli said, "Xiao Cheng, sit here."
"After the performance, Mr. Li will introduce you to Mr. Wan and others. Think about what to say, okay?"
Cheng Xuyuan nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you, Director Peng."
"What are you thanking me for? You are bringing glory to our cultural center." Peng Xueli said, "Speaking of which, I really don't want you to leave."
"Okay, I have something else to do. I'm going to go over there now. If you have anything, come find me where I was just sitting."
Cheng Xuyuan nodded.
Just as he was watching Peng Xueli leave, a familiar figure walked in from outside and finally sat down opposite him.
Why is he here? Seeing this figure, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned for a moment.
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