The Queen is Coming To the Bowl

Xie Yuanyi's pupils were as black as dark ink, and after seeing Qiao Qiao, Xie Yuanyi's quiet face finally flashed a ray of light. When she smiled, her brows and eyes were soft, as if she had been waiting for a long time and finally ushered in the dawn.

After Qiao Qiao sat down, she raised her eyes and looked into the smiling eyes behind the curtain. For her, Xie Yuanyi's eyes are also magical. For example, now, Qiao Qiao's irritable heart suddenly calmed down.

What's the hurry, the loved one is clearly in front of you.

Xie Yuanyi only stayed there for a while and then went to the backstage. Qiao Qiao guessed that she was almost making the final preparations before going on stage.

Seizing the last opportunity before turning off the lights, Qiao Qiao quickly took out the phone in her pocket.

Now that I know that someone is impersonating her, no matter who that person wants to do, I have to clarify it first, lest things ferment.

Qiao Qiao silently sighed in her heart while typing, that the current second dimension is not easy to mix, and if you are not careful, you will not be you.

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The moment I clicked send, the lights went out. Qiao Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, held her breath, and watched the stage intently.

All the lights in the venue were on the stage. The display of props on the stage is like a courtroom. The black and white long table and high chairs are beaten by the cold light, making them more solemn and cold.

A drama, which takes the disputes in court as the main line, involves the sad tragedy behind it.

After the manuscript of the murder case was read out, the good people sitting in the auditorium immediately began to whisper.

"Your Majesty, the woman in Beibian'er Hutong killed her husband! It was packed in sacks, and it's been over ten days with the smell of corpses!"

"The most poisonous woman's heart! She has been married for seven years and has not given birth to a child, which shows that she is extremely vicious."

"I heard that this poisonous woman has an affair with the butcher on the other side, **** and cheap! I'm going to let her sentence her to Ling Chi today..."

The judge slapped the gavel, and with a "smack" sound, the court returned to calm, and the stage lighting also changed from a plastic-like color to a pure and transparent cool tone.

"Plaintiff and defendant, bring them here."

Xiangzhi dragged his heavy legs and was escorted into the courtroom by the police on both sides.

Her hair was tied back, but there were still a few strands of hair hanging over her shoulders. The cold light shone on the already pale face, adding to the haggardness.

The cotton trousers whose original color could not be seen after washing wrapped around the thin legs, perhaps covering the numerous scars. Her steps were vain, and her light cloth shoes seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

From the beginning, the heavy tone was set on the stage. Xie Yuanyi's appearance shows the tragic fate of the protagonist silently and powerfully.

In the audience, the applause that had been prepared for Xie Yuanyi's appearance was suppressed by the solemnity in her eyes, and she was put back on the seat and quietly curled into a fist.

Qiao Qiao stared blankly at the woman on the stage who was already extremely weak but still had her back straight. There was no trace of the charming and charming smile at her from behind the curtain just now.

It's obviously the same outfit.

Just a walking posture and eyes on the stage brought the atmosphere of the audience. If it was her, she might have to prepare for a while to show so much content in front of the camera.

Just like a seemingly ordinary home-cooked dish, anyone can make it, and it can be done all over the world. After tasting thousands of dishes, there are only a handful of them that can be remembered.

For Qiao Qiao, Xie Yuanyi used to be a gluttonous feast that was unattainable and unattainable. Now, after experiencing bits and pieces of life together, rarity has become everyday.

The love that has been stir-fried with firewood, rice, oil, salt, trifle and garlic skin has not lost its original taste, but has stimulated a strong fragrance in the collision of ups and downs.

That is the taste of happiness.

Jiaying handed over a tissue, and Qiao Qiao looked at her puzzled.

"Wipe, the harazi is flowing out."

Qiao Qiao blushed and quickly covered her mouth with a tissue.

It must be because I was hungry in the crew during this time, and I can drool even watching such a serious drama, which is shameful!

Qiao Qiao's Yu Guang glanced to one of the foreigners in the row next to her, looking at her, it seemed that she was watching the whole process of her drooling.

She shook her hands and rubbed her lips.

All the details convey a message to Qiao Qiao that today is a magical day.

Simply don't think about it. Qiao Qiao blinked fiercely and turned his attention back to the stage.

"It's time to get divorced and you don't let it go! He beat me so much that I can't beat him? What kind of **** law, no matter how poisonous I am, I can poison more than you stinky men!"

Xiangzhi's hair was all scattered at this time, and her eyes were about to split. At the end, she roared a little, and the blue veins on her forehead burst out, jumping between her pale forehead.

The light cyan texture is like the epitome of numerous scars.

Defendant Xiangzhi voluntarily admitted the fact of killing her husband. Coupled with the solid evidence, the auditorium became lively again, and the whole drama reached its first climax.

A series of questions and answers followed. The atmosphere on and off the field was terribly quiet. In a huge theater, there were only indifferent questions from the judge and weak and hoarse answers from Xiangzhi.

This play is a typical tragedy, and it shows the real cases from the past to the present in a cold tone. A stroke of the pen tip is a **** scab.

On the back of the scab were written two large characters. woman.

Hearing the final verdict, the incense sticks crawl on the ground, as if she had cut herself off before the execution of the death sentence. Her withered hair was lifeless, and only the slight trembling of her back reassured her that she was still alive.

A woman at the bottom of society, oppressed by life and domestically abused by her husband, the moment she picked up the kitchen knife was the only moment she could express her personal will, but it was such an almost extreme way that she eventually lost her life.

Now it will become the laughing stock of the public in court.

"The wicked have their own harvest."

"That's the same husband. Which man doesn't beat his wife? Beating is love and scolding. Women who don't know what to do should be immersed in a pig cage."

"When she dies and has no children, I don't know what to do with the house. Although she died, it's good to open a shop."

Facing the gossip of the group of men and women in the auditorium, Xiangzhi no longer had the strength to fight back as angry as before. She slammed her head onto the cold ground, using all the energy in her body to keep her back straight.

That was her last dignity.

"Sentence the defendant Xiangzhi, the death penalty." The judge took a picture of the gavel. The sound of the wood seemed to come from thousands of years ago.

The lights on the stage changed their angles and light sources, getting smaller and smaller, and the judges and the audience were gradually disappearing into the darkness. It got brighter and brighter, and finally only a bunch of the brightest spotlights shone on Xiangzhi from top to bottom, making her the only bright spot in the audience.

A vicissitudes of life came from the bottom of my heart and came out of my throat. I don't know if it was the despair after all hopes were lost, or the indifference that looked down on the overall situation after going through a life-and-death decision.

"That scholar is right, one of the things people love to do is to eat people and **** their blood. But I'm not convinced, it will be buried one day, it's better to fight with you! How many people are you alive? Brilliant!"

The light instantly moved from Xiangzhi to the auditorium.

The people who were originally sarcastic suddenly changed their expressions at this time. Pretending to be disdainful, apprehensive, vicious and abusive... They were taken off their hypocritical masks and showed their most sincere expressions.

Those wicked men who ride on the weak to make a fortune are nothing more than hateful paper tigers.

But let it run rampant, and when they are full of grease, the paper tiger has become a real tiger that bites people's heads.

The lights gradually dimmed until they disappeared and the play ended.

The venue was quiet, with occasional soft sobbing and low soothing sounds. Everyone knew that "Scented Branches" was over, but no one spoke.

When the warm light reappeared and illuminated the entire stage, when the actors left the prop seats and stood in a row to say goodbye to the audience, everyone's hands and mouthpieces seemed to be reopened, and the atmosphere in the audience began to warm up with the lights.

There were a total of four scenes, and Xie Yuanyi had to participate in every scene. After the whole scene, she was very tired, and the other actors helped her to get up.

Xie Yuanyi had a shoulder injury, but during the performance just now, her shoulder was the first to fall to the ground.

Usually, Qiao Qiao had to massage her shoulders gently, for fear of accidentally hurting her. So the moment she fell, Qiao Qiao's tears came out immediately.

"It's fate to meet tonight," Xie Yuanyi didn't drink water for three hours, her voice was hoarse, and her physical strength was too weak, so the conclusion was very simple, "Thank you for your support of "Xiangzhi"!"

Her words were the fewest, but the applause she drew was the most enduring. Not only Qiao Qiao, but also many audience members stood up and applauded her with tears in their eyes.

The applause continued and rang for too long, until Qiao Qiao got into the car, and the scene he heard and saw in the audience just now was still in his mind.

Jiaying saw that Qiao Qiao was not in the state again, and poked her: "How to go?"

"What?" Qiao Qiao was a little dazed when she asked this, but she reacted immediately and returned, "Oh, go to the hotel."

Xie Yuanyi has already opened the room.

Jiaying whispered: "Then, then I..."

"You live next door." Qiao Qiao said naturally.

"Oh." That would have to go to bed earlier, so as not to hear anything that shouldn't be heard. Jiaying thought carefully.

After the performance, Qiao Qiao put on a hat and mask and waited until the audience was almost gone before leaving. She didn't go to the backstage to find Xie Yuanyi, but the backstage was so big that she couldn't find it if she wanted to.

Both of them were in City B. Qiao Qiao was going to return to the crew the next day. Xie Yuanyi had a performance the next day, so she simply asked Qiao Qiao to stay in the hotel with her.

In fact, Qiao Qiao is quite awkward. The entire troupe was staying at that hotel, and she was afraid of what to do if she was seen in the past.

But she knew that Xie Yuanyi was too busy, and since she arranged it like this, she had her reasons, so she stopped sending messages to disturb her. When it comes, be safe.

Now Qiao Qiao has a lot of research on how to deal with paparazzi. For example, when she came out of the theater just now, she was wearing an all-black hat and mask. At this time, when she arrived at the door of the hotel, she changed the color and let down her originally tied hair. If there are paparazzi nearby, with the clarity of their cameras, Qiao Qiao looks like two people just now.

When they arrived at the hotel, when they learned that Xie Yuanyi had opened rooms for Jiaying and the driver, Qiao Qiao was relieved and ran to the elevator.

Jiaying looked at her Peter Pan-like back, and suddenly felt a little disgusted.