Yu Qinghan entered the backstage with others and put on the same clothes, all white and wearing a hood. Among them was a boy with a blood-red cinnabar mole on his forehead. He looked charming and charming.

Although she has such a gorgeous face, she looks fierce in temperament, with a bit of youthful energy. He and Yu Qinghan were very similar in stature, and with their hoods on, they looked like the same person.

He glanced at Yu Qinghan and said coldly, "What's your name? My name is Yunmo." "Yu Qinghan."... The two of them had no idea what they planned, but they actually established a friendship.

When everyone was ready, they looked at each other with a smirk that both parties could understand, then put on their hoods and walked out.

This game is neither complex nor simple. The difficulty is to find your partner in the huge crowd. As the sound of gongs and drums sounded, twenty people left from different directions and mixed with the crowd.

There are too many people here and the place is huge. Of course the stall owner will not let them search like headless flies. Most of the stores here have cooperation with him, and they have small flags on their doors. Hiding people can only go to stores with signs.

Seeing twenty people disappear, Xiao Jin's scalp went numb and he could only rely on his feelings to leave without wasting a minute. Jogging along, I saw a teahouse. Through the window of the teahouse, I saw two people wearing hoods sitting inside.

As he approached unintentionally, he smelled a pungent scent of powdered powder from Male Gobi. Before he could identify it carefully, he was about to be suffocated. But what if Yu Qinghan painted it on purpose to confuse the public. Xiao Jin pinched her nose and continued to approach. These two people were obviously not Yu Qinghan. One had no calluses on his hands, and the other was slightly fatter than Yu Qinghan.

Xiao Jin turned around and left without hesitation, quickly heading to the next location. On the racecourse, a young man in white was riding a horse wantonly. Yu Qinghan can ride a horse, and Xiao Jin often practices with him. Seeing that the man on the horse was unwilling to stop, he probably needed to catch up with him.

Xiao Jin got on his horse and quickly caught up with the person in front. The person in front hurriedly grabbed the horse's rope and stopped, accidentally scattering the silver hair that was originally hidden in the hood. Xiao Jin did not go any further, but dismounted and went to another venue.

This venue is much more interesting. It turns out to be a large stage. On the stage, a young man in costume wears a hood and has a charming and melodious voice. This changes the costume, but is still identifiable by the hood. In fact, there is no difference in the opera tone, and naturally it cannot be judged by the sound.

Xiao Jin walked carefully to the front of the stage and listened carefully with bated breath. The young man seemed to be wearing earrings, and as he moved, there was a tinkling sound. With a hook of his sleeves, he seemed to be pulling Xiao Jin onto the stage. Xiao Jin came on stage obediently, as if he was fascinated. Just when the young man was about to lean over, he dodged away, his eyes calm, "You are not him."

The young man didn't seem to understand why he said such things. He huddled up in a ball in aggrieved manner, looking pitiful. Xiao Jin didn't care anymore and walked away.

Finally, Xiao Jin found the person in his heart. The man was in the pastry shop, making pastries with the master, and his white jade-like hands were covered with flour.

Next to him, there was someone staring at him intently, as if he was trying to see through his hood. This person is also a familiar face, it turns out to be Xu Feng.

This game only has one chance to confirm your partner. If you guess wrong, the game fails. Xu Feng probably thought that this was his partner, but he didn't dare to take advantage of the opportunity easily, so he could only watch here helplessly.

Xiao Jin silently blocked his sight, "This is my person." Xu Feng was displeased and angrily said, "Master Xiao, what are you talking about? This is obviously my wife. I can't remember the smell of him wrong."

Xiao Jin was speechless, "Is this how you judge?" "Of course not, this person's figure matches my wife's perfectly, and she has a similar temperament." Xu Feng was very confident.

Seeing that Xu Feng could not be persuaded, Xiao Jin could only stand next to him and stare at the person inside. Unexpectedly, Xu Feng was not happy, "Go to your wife, if you are careful, I will beat you." Xu Feng was young and energetic. He was severely punished by Xiao Jin not long ago, and now the scar has healed and he has forgotten the pain.

Xiao Jin didn't care about him after all. She just saw that the pastries were finished and quickly held the man's hand, wanting to run back to the original stall to verify. Xu Feng was very angry. When he saw the two holding hands, his face became angry and he wanted to punch Xiao Jin.

There is no comparison between Xu Feng and Xiao Jin. They can steal the chicken but lose the rice. They let Xiao Jin control themselves. His eyes were red, as if Xiao Jin had really snatched his wife away. Before he could feel sad, a murderous aura came from behind.

The person walking over was actually Yun Mo. He was angry and still wearing a costume. Yunmo was also a Huadan before, and she was very good at opera and singing.

Yun Mo kicked Xu Feng hard, "You don't even recognize me, let's see how I deal with you when I go back." After saying that, he pulled Xu Feng up and walked away. Xu Feng's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't tell Unexpectedly, he would be greeted with a severe beating.

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