Because of a rain, the flower paths in the garden are covered with leaves of various colors, layer upon layer, which is quite artistic. At this time, Tong Anzhi and Su Po were playing silently in front of the window of the Water Pavilion.
Seeing that Tong Anzhi's microphone was not firmly attached, Qingcheng was afraid that it would fall off when he turned back to rehearse, so he walked over. When he passed the piano table, Su Po was fiddling with the piano. She glanced around and suddenly realized something.
She paused in her footsteps, but still went over to tidy up Tong Anzhi's Mai. When she came back again, she deliberately slowed down, and took a close look at Su Po's movements without a trace. Seeing that he was meticulous with his fingertips, she was sure that he really knew how to play the guqin, but he was not very proficient.
She felt a little strange in her heart, and Supo stopped at this moment, looked up at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay..." Qingcheng walked out of the water pavilion quietly.
In fact, she didn't have much regret about giving up the guqin, but she was still a little annoyed that she acted too impulsive back then, she seemed... irrational, and a little stupid.
Qingcheng took a deep breath and continued to concentrate on her work, not noticing that Super's eyes had fallen on her for a while behind him.
After that, the rehearsal went very smoothly, and it was beautiful for a few days.
One day in the latter half of the year, Qingcheng took a half-day off with his second uncle because of something at school. However, things at school were resolved soon, and the dormitory was deserted, so she didn't stay much longer. She wanted to go back to the garden, but also thought that the four-yearly folk festival "Rolling the Immortals" was being held in the city these few days. So I decided to go to the Temple of the City God to shoot a small video, after all, it was a rare encounter.
When she took a taxi to the vicinity of the City God Temple, and got out of the car, she received a call from Zhao Nan.
"I saw you."
"Ah?" Qingcheng looked around subconsciously.
Laughter came from the phone: "I'm in the car on the side of the road."
Qingcheng finally saw the person beckoning to her, she walked over, and Zhao Nan also got out of the car: "It's really fate, I saw you just after I had a good meal with someone. Don't work today?"
"Be lazy for a long time."
"Where are you going?" he asked naturally.
"The City God Temple."
"Go to see 'Rolling Immortal'?"
"correct."
Zhao Nan smiled and said, "It is said that there will be a 'fairy flash' this year. If you are lucky on the road, you will meet 'Lu Dongbin', and he will also give a mysterious little gift. It's very fun."
Qingcheng's eyes lit up: "Really? Have you been there?"
"No, my friend has been there. As I told me, I've always wanted to go and see it. It's better to hit the sun if we choose another day, why don't we go together?"
Since the two had the same goal, Qingcheng also felt that there was nothing to do, so Luoluo nodded generously: "Okay."
In this way, the two walked to the Chenghuang Temple on foot, and soon they saw the lively crowd, as well as the iconic sculpture at the street entrance of the Chenghuang Temple, and the sound of gongs and drums was heard in the distance.
As soon as he arrived at the street, Qingcheng took out the camera from the canvas bag to take pictures, taking pictures of performance art and special stalls, which are usually not available. Zhao Nan proposed to help her carry the bag to facilitate her shooting.
"No, I've even carried a large camera, so this weight is nothing."
Zhao Nan did not force it.
The two strolled around for a while, and Zhao Nan smiled and said, "I heard that you are studying directing at the drama school in our city?"
"Yes."
"You want to direct opera in the future?"
Qingcheng paused for a moment, paused the video shooting, and said without concealment: "I'm studying drama. However, I think drama is also quite interesting now."
"Why do you suddenly find it interesting?"
Zhao Nan asked casually, but Qingcheng answered seriously: "Because people are beautiful, so are the words." She has recently studied a lot of Kunqu opera lyrics.
Zhao Nan smiled and said nothing. The two continued to walk forward. After a while, they found that there was a lion dance team walking towards them.
Qingcheng was about to retreat to the side when someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind her.
She turned her head to look, and what caught her eye was a face wearing a mask - wearing a Taoist robe, her hair in a bun, could it be - this person is Lu Dongbin
"Lu... Lu Dongbin?" She was overwhelmed with so many dramas.
"This little lady, congratulations to you for getting the blessing from the gods!" The "Lv Dongbin" said while taking out a red embroidery bag from his wide sleeve and handing it to Qingcheng.
A group of people on the side looked at her enviously.
Someone said, "Lu Dongbin, are you picking someone who looks good?" This made many people laugh.