Xu Qingcheng thought it was Xiao Zhao, so she quickened her pace and went forward, just about to wave her hand - she saw the other party was wearing a black peaked cap and mask, wearing a black sportswear, with long arms and legs like poles, That's not bad... But it's weird to pick up someone dressed like this, isn't it
Taking a closer look, he found that the man was on the phone. When he reached the door, he stopped and glanced at the flower baskets.
Qingcheng thought that this person should not be Xiao Zhao anymore, so she would not be able to disturb others on the phone.
So I walked to the side of the road and waited for a while. The evening sky was mixed with layers of blue, sometimes dyed with crimson and hot gold, and the green orange couldn't help but take a second look.
When she looked at the back door of the theater again, she saw that the man in black had finished the phone call, and neatly changed the positions of the two large flower baskets closest to the door, then turned and walked in.
Qingcheng looked inexplicable, but when the other party left, she walked over without hesitation.
Seeing that no one was watching at the door, she didn't know if she could go in by herself, so let's give it a try.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped on the steps of the Grand Theater, a burly uncle flashed out of the door like a ghost, his face was as black as Bao Gong, and he stopped her directly.
"Please show your work permit."
"Master, I'm looking for Director Xu."
"Director Xu himself doesn't have a work permit, so he's still not allowed to enter. This is Director Xu's original words." The uncle really deserved his face and was selfless enough.
Qingcheng was helpless, smiled at the uncle, stood by the door obediently waiting for Xiao Zhao, and by the way looked at the flower baskets that the man moved just now - and found that one of them read "Shui Mo Zheng Yin Feng Ya Song - Congratulations to Mr. Shen Jiajue for his successful performance", the other It reads "The wind moves a mountain and spring - congratulations to Mr. Super for his successful performance".
The two flower baskets were both generously crafted. The center of the vision was filled with hydrangea of various colors, roses on the sides, anthuriums on the bottom, and some embellished flowers and linings that she was familiar with but couldn't name.
Green Orange has always been meticulous in observation. As far as the flower basket itself is concerned, Shen Jiajue's is slightly higher than Super's, but because Super's was placed on the steps before, it is obviously higher than Shen Jiajue's, but it was replaced by the man in black. After that, Shen Jiajue's expression was obviously a head higher.
There seems to be some doorway, Qingcheng guessed in her heart.
Although she doesn't know much about the twists and turns of these horns, if someone cares so much about the height of these flower baskets, then she guesses that there must be a competitive element here.
Anyway, waiting for others to get bored, she picked up her phone again and checked Shen Jiajue—
Shen Jiajue and Su Po are alumni of the same school, and they are both workers and crown students. Shen Jiajue looks serious and serious. He is two years older than Supo and entered the drama school earlier than Supo, so Supo calls him a senior brother.
However, whether the horns are red or not, it doesn't matter whether it comes first or last, seeing the flower baskets for the male and female protagonists all over the place, you can see that Shen Jiajue's light is obviously dim. It is only shown on the Internet that although Shen Jiajue played two roles in the performance of the youth version of "The Story of the West Tower", one of them just played a subtitle at the beginning and came out to sing a "Target? Linjiang Xian". , another more important, that is, the supporting role of the country's playboy Chi Tong.
So, someone disliked Super, so they changed the position of the flower basket
Or, is it Shen Jiajue himself? That person just now really has the capital to be an actor. Even if he doesn't see his face, his figure is enough to see...
Before she could come up with one, two, three, someone rushed out in a hurry.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The man rushed in front of Qingcheng like a wind, "Is it Miss Xu? I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."
"Little Zhao?" Qingcheng smiled politely.
Xiao Zhao laughed, took out his work card from his pocket, and handed it to Qingcheng: "You must take it, because there have been cases where fans have mixed into the backstage a few times, so Director Xu has tightened the backstage discipline this time. Everyone You must have a certificate to enter and exit.”
"Okay, I see, thank you."
"Then I'll be busy, you can do whatever you want." After speaking, Xiao Zhao disappeared like a wind.
Looking back at the flower basket again, Qingcheng smiled, threw his work card at the uncle, and swaggered into the backstage.