[Deyun Society] Hugh washes red

During the Chinese New Year, Chuanxi Club was on holiday, but this time Ruan Qing didn't wait until school started, and took the train directly from her hometown back to Beijing on the third day of the Lunar New Year.

The Chuanxi Club he joined at the age of 16 is now eighteen.When he came home, his parents asked him to go back to school to take the college entrance examination. The elders in the family always thought that he would be good enough to go to college, get into the establishment, and eat the national grain and iron rice bowl.

Before the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the shops on the street were empty, and even Chuanxishe was deserted.He couldn't help wrapping himself in another layer of clothes when he entered the dormitory.

Before he left, the dormitory was well tidied up, and the exercises he had done were piled up in the corner, making him half as tall as he was.

He suddenly remembered that Qin Xiaoxian asked him why he didn't want to take the college entrance examination and still did this question.

"I want to give myself multiple retreats, and I will take the college entrance examination when I am willing. I like cross talk, and now I just want to learn cross talk."

Ruan Qing thought that his stance of fighting for his ideals was decisive and passionate, but when he found out that his family did not pay him any living expenses, his pride finally collapsed.

Jindeyun Club does not require tuition fees, and the first three years of apprenticeships are covered with food and housing, but Tuanxi Club needs to pay tuition fees and living expenses.

Looking at the only 200 yuan left in WeChat, he finally realized how ridiculous he was talking about his ideals with family money.

Qin Xiaoxian didn't come back after returning home this time.His father also felt that talking about cross talk was not the right way, and asked him to go home to inherit the family's legacy.

And Ruan Qing knew that his family background was ordinary and he had no connections. He needed himself to take the road of cross talk, went back to school, worked steadily, married a wife and had children.

He needs to make money, to support himself.

"Teacher, I want to change my flattery." Ruan Qing went to find her teacher after class.The teacher looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you good at learning without being funny?"

"I..." Ruan Qing smiled, but said nothing.The teacher also noticed something, "It's not as easy as you think."

"I know. I won't miss my homework," Ruan Qing said.

"alright."

Ruan Qing's thinking is very simple, he can memorize fewer words than teasing him, so he can have more time to support himself.

There are classes every day at Chuanxishe.He has no other time to work part-time except Saturdays and Sundays. He has to spend more time than others to complete the homework left by the teacher.

He thought of his dream of novels that had been shelved due to the exam.He can get up early to recite all kinds of opera commentaries, attend classes during the day, and code words at night.

He would go to the small lake to carry things and sing things every morning.Then take a mobile phone to record it, and listen to the difference between yourself and the master over and over again.

He didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock every night, and got up again at six o'clock the next day.

He had despaired and doubted himself more than once.More than once, he locked himself in the dark dormitory, huddled in a corner, and cried silently at the signature.Tears did not know how many times fell on that layer of tape.He began to wonder whether he could persevere and become a character, and be able to perform on the same stage with his favorite character.

Although he learned cross talk, he felt that it was more difficult than the college entrance examination.

Already tired of living, he felt that he might not care about his ideals.With a manuscript fee of seven or eight hundred and a part-time fee of five or six hundred a month, he doesn't know how long he can last.

It's been a long time since he went out to eat out with his friends or go to a milk tea shop, and he hasn't heard Meng Hetang's cross talk at the next door for a long time.

The Yellow Crane Tower that day was like a beautiful dream, and there is nothing left now.

He was tired of enduring the pain of the world, yet forced to smile on stage.

He has survived the spring, summer, autumn and winter in a daze, and finally once again, the grass grows and the warbler flies to usher in his hope.

That day he went to listen to the cross talk of Team Seven.The club is expanding day by day, and the original number of teams has increased by a few.And Meng Hetang was also transferred from the fifth team to the seventh team as the captain.

After the cross talk on stage, Ruan Qing was about to leave the stage with her classmates again, when suddenly a man of medium height, thin figure, and lively eyes came over, and said, "Next time you go on stage, you and Liu Xiaoting will play tricks together."

Ruan Qing was stunned. He felt that his classmates from all directions were looking at him with envy and jealousy.After two years of suffering, he was finally able to show his face. He had fantasized about getting this dream opportunity countless times a long time ago, but now, he only heard himself say softly and calmly, "Okay."

Life finally wiped away all his sunshine and sharpness in his year, so that he can welcome the olive branch thrown at him more calmly.

"Come here, man." Liu Xiaoting waved, "We are right for each other."

"This kid looks familiar." Zhou Jiuliang, who had just changed into his coat after the afternoon session, came over and said to Meng Hetang.

"Yeah." Meng Hetang looked at the two boys walking out with a smile, and said, "He was the one who took the Yellow Crane Tower taken by Mr. Gao that day, and you saw it too."

"He." Zhou Jiuliang suddenly realized, "It looks better than the one in the video."

"Hey." Meng Hetang smiled and pushed his partner gently, "You just remember his face."

"Isn't it?" Zhou Jiuliang came to the matter immediately, "Thick eyebrows and big eyes, Mr. Meng, you have to get in touch with others often, so that you can learn from them with your eyebrows."

"Come on." Meng Hetang pointed to his forehead, "It's a semi-permanent tattoo, we are also people with eyebrows."

"Harmful." Zhou Jiuliang interrupted.

Liu Xiaoting was amazed by the boy who was a few years younger than himself, he could not mention any Peking Opera Guankou, and he could not fail to perform any program.Putting this on a person who is not yet twenty, people can't help but praise.

"Man, your voice is bright enough." Liu Xiaoting said.

Ruan Qing smiled lightly, but did not speak.

"Then how about we play "Learning Foreign Languages"?" Liu Xiaoting asked.

"Yes." Ruan Qing said, "I can do anything."

It seems that all the girls who came to Xiaoyuanzi love cross talk, and they seem to have gotten used to the newcomers, and even showed a rare tolerance.

Ruan Qing will always remember the scene that day, the bright lights on the small stage gave him hope for a bright future.The audience under the stage was full of people, and it was so dark that he felt that he was being watched by everyone, and he was dazzled by the incandescent lamp.

Another girl laughed loudly in the shadows and said, "The new little brother is so handsome."

The goodwill that the world once withheld from him seems to have returned it today.

His field was in the middle, and when he stepped off the stage after finishing his work, the applause from the audience was like thunder.Lifting the curtain and entering the backstage, Liu Xiaoting patted him on the shoulder, "It's a good job."

Ruan Qing smiled lightly, "Ms. Liu is also very good at it."

"Don't, don't." Liu Xiaoting quickly waved his hands, "To the teacher, to the teacher."

"Little Ruan is very steady." Meng Hetang, who appeared beside him at unknown time, also spoke out.

"No." Ruan Qing still smiled slightly, her expression remained unchanged, her brows and eyes were dull.

"How many years have you been learning cross talk?" Meng Hetang asked.

Ruan Qing thought for a while, "I joined the Chuanxi Club in 14 years, and now...more than two years, almost three years."

"It's only been three years." Liu Xiaoting was taken aback, "Your calmness on stage is not like three years."

"This shows that people work hard." Meng Hetang said with a smile, and he asked again, "Do you want to come to Team Seven?"

Ruan Qing froze for a moment, then said cautiously, "Listen to the organization's arrangement."

This time, the other two were stunned. "Okay." Meng Hetang patted Ruan Qing on the shoulder, "The street fish in front is doing well, let's go together."

"No." Ruan Qing refused, "I still have something to do."

After a busy day today, he didn't finish typing the novel, so he has to earn a perfect attendance award.And he really has no money to eat out.

Meng Hetang, who didn't understand the situation, nodded, "Then how do you go?"

"Take the bus." Ruan Qing said.

"Why don't you wait for me for a while, and I'll drive you back when I'm done."

"Don't bother." Ruan Qing hurriedly waved his hands, he is the person who is most afraid of troublesome others.

"It's okay, it's on the way anyway."

"Aren't you going to a restaurant with other teachers?" Ruan Qing asked weakly.Meng Hetang was taken aback, and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, you can eat anytime."

Liu Xiaoting on the side looked at his captain clearly, he was trying to pull people.

When Meng Hetang finished his work, he saw Ruan Qing huddled on the sofa in the background playing with his mobile phone, nodding his fingers quickly.

Ruan Qing was not tall, she was shoulder-to-shoulder with Meng Hetang, and thin, she would look like a ball in the corner.

Meng Hetang walked over and snapped his fingers in front of Ruan Qing, "Let's go."

"Okay." Ruan Qing picked up the small bag beside her and carried it on her back.

Meng Hetang's car is white.Ruan Qing found that Meng Hetang always liked to wear light-colored clothes to look youthful.He himself is handsome, and he looks like a college student when he dresses up.

Ruan Qing obediently went to the back seat, the silence in the car was embarrassing.

This was probably Ruan Qing's only thought. After all, Meng Hetang had to drive, so he was the only one who was idle, so he plugged in his earphones and started typing in the note again.

At the red light at the intersection, Meng Hetang stopped the car, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, looked up in the mirror and saw Ruan Qing fiddled with the phone with his head down, and asked, "Do children of your age like the glory of the king, what do you eat chicken?" of."

Ruan Qing turned down the volume, and immediately took off the earphones when she heard the sound, straightened her back and replied, "It should be."

He is too busy and hasn't played for a long time, but Qin Xiaoxian always takes him to play when he is around.He doesn't know how to play, it was Brother Xiaoxian who brought him a few golds to lie down and win all the way.

"Then which one do you like to play?" Meng Hetang asked again.

Ruan Qing thought for a while, "Be the king."

"I have played the king a few times, but I don't understand it. I was complained by Zhou Hang and the others, ah..." Meng Hetang shook his head with a helpless smile, "Zhou Hang is Zhou Jiuliang, my partner."

"Yeah." Ruan Qing nodded, but still asked, "Which hero is Mr. Meng's favorite?"

"Oh, the teacher called me old." At this moment, the green light came on, and Meng Hetang started the car slowly. The orange street light outside the window hit him in the face. He said, "Brother Meng."

"Brother Meng." Ruan Qing called obediently.

"Yeah." Meng Hetang responded cheerfully, as if very satisfied, "I, I like playing Angela the most. It's bouncing around. It's very fun. What about you?" He then glanced at Ruan in the mirror Qing.

Angela is a mage, and she is very sensitive, which fits well with Meng Hetang's cleverness.

"I...Cai Wenji..." Ruan Qing laughed as she spoke, as if mocking herself, "I don't know how to play, Angela is too difficult to operate, so I just play support, tanks, and just don't push my teammates."

"Ang." Meng Hetang looked at the road and said in his mouth, "You can't do it, young man, next time you play with those who are good, although we don't know how to play, but, hey~ we look very good. First Accept the attention before the war. Let's run after the game is started..." As he spoke, he seemed to be embarrassed by himself, and laughed a few times.

"Good idea. I'll try it next time," Ruan Qing said politely, pursing her lips.

"Where is your family?" Meng Hetang asked.

"Shandong, Heze."

"Then you and Mr. Zhou are fellow villagers."

"Really." Ruan Qing rubbed her nose.

"Yes, your Teacher Zhou is also from Heze, Shandong."

Just as she was talking, she arrived at the gate of the Chuanxishe. Ruan Qing said, "Thank you Brother Meng, I'm leaving." Just as she was about to open the door, Meng Hetang suddenly said, "Farewell first."

"?" Ruan Qing looked at Meng Hetang suspiciously.Meng Hetang picked up the phone and turned it back. Seeing Ruan Qing sitting upright, he passed it between the chairs with a smile, "Add a WeChat."

He saw Ruan Qing's hesitant appearance reflected in the car mirror.I want WeChat.Children are always embarrassed.If it can make the other party happy, he doesn't mind offering it.

This is a blessing from heaven for Ruan Qing.He hurriedly scanned the QR code and sent the request.Said, "Well, Brother Meng, I'll go first."

"Slow down." Meng Hetang said.

"Thank you, Brother Meng." After getting out of the car, Ruan Qing said something and closed the door.

Meng Hetang looked at the bright red circle of the contact on the WeChat interface, clicked on it, and the request was approved.

Ruan Qing's profile picture is a white picture with nothing, and her name is Xiu Xihong.

"Welcome outside, welcome outside." Meng Hetang hummed a few words unconsciously, and was about to start the car when he remembered the ancient poem version of Xiu Xiong.

Don't wash red, wash more red light.Qingqingcheng is a young man, see you at Yinqiao yesterday.Fenghou returns early, don't make arrows.

It turned out to be this minister.Meng Hetang thought to himself.