Chapter 34

After taking a shower, I called my mother.

No one answered for a while.

I quit and then dialed it, but no one answered it.

Almost conditioned, I put on my big shorts, carried my dirty vest and rushed out.

The sunlight was folded on the water droplets, colorful, so I shook my body like a dog falling into the water.

Regarding Pingju, Chen Yao said that she could still listen to it, not as bad as she thought.

Regarding the troupe, Chen Yao said it was quite interesting, mainly because Pinghai dialect was friendly.

Regarding Niu Xiuqin, Chen Yao said: Your aunt is rich, and that bag belongs to Hermes.

Even though I understand what this means, I still ask: What Hermes?

Chen Yao curled her lips and gave me a blank look.

I asked her unwillingly how she knew.

Lock-headed bag Ah, it was just released two years ago, no one knows this.

I don't know.

I know nothing about so-called luxury goods and I don't think so.

There must be a small 20,000 yuan. Chen Yao snorted. Last time she saw her pick up Gucci, but this time it was a big upgrade.

There were not many people on the bus, and the evening breeze was so fierce that Chen Yao's hair slammed into my face from time to time.

How about my mother's bag?

I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly said something like this, even I was shocked.

Chen Yao was obviously stunned and then burst into laughter.

After laughing enough, she stuck my arm: Very good, Lingtang’s beautiful girl, how can I use the name bag?

The traffic outside the window was full of traffic and I wanted to say something, but just sighed.

OK, Chen Yao pinched me, do you want to buy a bag for your mother?You are so beautiful, let’s prepare my mother’s gift first!Yes, that's what she said.

It was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and I ran around the playground and I plunged into the study room.

Unfortunately, until Chen Yao brought breakfast, I didn't squeeze out two words.

In fact, it was not much better all morning. Zhang Wuke's crisp and sweet voice always floated out of his mind from time to time, making people feel irritable.

Fortunately, after a hard work, the paper was finally done.

There is no suspense in the afternoon's 3,000-meter final.

I even felt that if the venue and audience were ignored, there would be no difference in all the competitions I participated in in my life.

It's nothing more than starting with a gun, inertia, breaking through the end.

There is also the almost unchanging sun, I am a donkey under the sun. Unfortunately, God is too lazy to even make carrots.

Next, there was still a 5,000-meter slewer and a 100-meter slewer, and the discus and triple jumps in the southwest corner, which was the turn of the school sports meeting to close the ceremony.

Taking advantage of this time, I went to the dormitory to take a shower. Before leaving, Chen Yao also told me not to oversleep. If the medal is dropped, I will lose a lot.

How could you oversleep?

I walked in a hurry as I walked on the pebbly corridor.

As for why I was in a hurry, I couldn't say it well. The cheers in the East Playground were as thick as the old cowhide soaked in water, wrapping tighter and tighter under the nourishment of the scorching sun.

So I shook my body again and jogged.

When we arrived at Pingyang Grand Theater, we came to the forefront at five o'clock.

Thanks to my pocket two sluts.

During this period, I always thought my mother would call back, but I didn't.

Standing in front of the gourd, I hesitated for a while while holding my phone, but I couldn't press the greasy dial button.

Unfortunately, no one leads you can't even enter the backstage door, let alone find the prop room in the opera hall.

Besides, there are still two and a half hours before the performance begins. Who knows if the troupe is here now?

The entire theater troupe is staying in a nearby affordable hotel. My mother mentioned it last night, but I really can't remember what exactly it is.

After arguing with the guardian, I could only sit down on the steps at the door without any temper.

But the old man was endless, and he caught a pipe and knocked the iron door loudly: Young people nowadays just don’t follow the rules and do not have a performance certificate. Even if I am the king, I can’t let you in!There was one in the morning, very arrogant, and someone’s relative, and who knows which city leader, Ah, did I let him in?Finally, an acquaintance came, but in the end, he took the person away?I want to go in, no way!

His Mandarin is pretty good. He was probably an intellectual when he was young. No wonder he had a sour smell all over his body, and he couldn't even hide the smell of tobacco.

Thinking of this, I forgave him.

So I spent a difficult time with the old man's sighs and the sound of smashing.

Whenever someone comes in and out, I will raise my head with hope and hang down in disappointment.

The old man did not forget to fan the flames: Let’s go, it’s not okay to have an acquaintance!

Thanks to his old Ji Yan, I saw Xiao Zheng before he finished speaking.

As always, he was wearing both sides of his toe cloth shoes, and the key chains at his waist jingled.

Before I could stand up, he widened his eyes: Hey, Lin Lin is here, this performance will take two hours!Active enough!

For the first time in my life, I realized that Zhang Ling's words were so pleasant.

Zheng Xiangdong felt the background very well. To put it bluntly, it was like walking in his own home.

He was still excited for the morning show and desperately wanted to pass on this excitement to me.

This kind of stage is called a stage!

He said.

The effect in the morning was so good and the response was also good!

He said again.

You Ah, it's a pity that you didn't come!He danced with the jingle of the key chain.I followed behind in a quiet voice, and it took a lot of effort to barely agree.Yes, in such a serious and lively atmosphere, you have to say something.Compared with the multi-purpose hall, the backstage of the opera hall is indeed much more grand, with four or five lounges alone.However, it was empty and there was no one else except me and Xiao Zheng.Almost blurted out, I asked: Where is my mom?Maybe the surroundings were too empty, and my voice was a little trembling, and it sounded like I was questioning.Your mother, Xiao Zheng raised his head from the prop box, and his thin white face looked pale under the light. He said he was having dinner with a few leaders at noon. I can't say where he is now.

What leader?

I sniffed.

Just from this Grand Theater, the dean is still what, and there is also that, Ah, from Pingyang Cultural Bureau, thanks to others this tour.

Apart from a huh, I don't know what to say.

Huge mirrors are spread on the walls on both sides, and the mottled halos are created between them, like the falling eyes of ancient reptiles.

In this world, only lesbians are popular, and the leaders are also concerned about lesbians.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Zheng suddenly sighed and his whole head was buried in the prop box, so it was so muffled.

I don't understand what this means.

But without my reaction, the white face raised her back and Xiao Zheng smiled: Just kidding, with Niu Xiuqin here, I didn’t accompany your mother, at least there is someone in our group to stay in the market, right?

I didn't say anything, but walked along the dressing table to the other end of the hall.

When I came back, I said: I have eaten a meal until now.

It's neither high nor low, neither flat nor oblique, I don't know who to tell you.

Zheng Xiangdong quickly took over the conversation: Yes, maybe where did you go?Everyone is like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden. It’s just a provincial capital, I can’t understand it.

I can only nod my head to agree.

But Ah, Xiao Zheng stood up and twisted his waist. It’s really possible to have dinner with the leader. If you want to be a leader in the future, don’t make things difficult for us ordinary people.As he said this, he burst into laughter.This joke is not funny, in fact, my face is so embarrassing that I am red.Fortunately, the phone rang at this time. I thought it was my mother, but Chen Yao said furiously: This is going to be awarded, where are you?

Just one phone call, five or six people rushed in. When they saw me, they said: Yo!

I had to smile at everyone.

In the next ten minutes, the troupe arrived one after another. After a lot of laughter and laughter, everyone started to work hard.

After all, my ability is limited, so I have nothing to do when I help move the prop box to the front desk.

During this period, Li Xxia stuffed me two kiwis. I asked my mother carefully. She shook her arms and sang: Looking for her mother in the vast world, mother, where are you?

As the whole room was laughing, I held the kiwi tightly, like holding her two breasts tightly.

Zheng Xiangdong set up the stage and was purely Zhang Ling's speech, which was native and vulgar. There is no doubt about it.

The jingle sounds around his waist always remind people of the merchandiser who walked around the streets during his youth.

The curved stage of the opera hall is like a stranded giant ship, and the audience on the opposite side is erected dense tombstones in the gradually thick darkness.

After staring at me for a long time, I finally jumped down, as if there was a shoal waiting for me to walk by.

When my mother called, I was wandering around and moving between my seats.

The monotonous bass plucked through the giant dome was like the last spasm of a dying person.

Honestly, it was a scary one.

Everyone on the stage also turned their faces, and I was at a loss for a moment.

She asked me what was wrong, and I said I didn't answer the phone.

I just saw that my mother's voice was warm and I was busy all the time, and I didn't know when it would ring.

I didn't say anything because I really didn't know what to say.

Linlin?The sound of a car whistle faintly came from my ears.Listen.

Can't it be performed at night?We will leave early tomorrow morning.My mother chuckled twice, and my nameless anger seemed to be unable to stir up her.Where is it now?

What's wrong?Pause for a moment, it's on the road.

I've been in the Grand Theater for more than an hour.I told her firmly that maybe she was exerting too much force and even breathing was a little rapid.

I originally planned to sit in the audience to welcome my mother.

If she wants to see me, she must enter the gate, go up the stairs, pass the corridor, walk into the dressing room, ask around, and walk through the winding passages. She must open her eyes and search carefully in the darkness. Maybe, she must also shout: Lin Lin!

However, within a few minutes, I couldn't hold back and got up and climbed onto the stage.

As soon as I got used to the dazzling lights in the dressing room, the sound of high heels knocking on the ground came from the corridor.

Some are familiar, some are strange, and some are a little messy.

With my back to the door, I tried to sag myself on the chair, staring at Zhang Fengtang, who was growing old not far away in front of the dressing mirror, the only advantage of her playing Ruan Ma was that she avoided the trouble of having a mole.

Soon my mother walked in and didn't say anything.

However, Niu Xiuqin made a signature laugh, with a wide and smooth voice range: Who are busy, have you eaten?But don't have an empty stomach, Ah?

Of course, it is inevitable to make jokes, but the reaction is not enthusiastic. Maybe everyone is really busy.

Zhang Fengtang, who had half made up, turned his face and said: What are you going to eat? Waiting for Director Niu to treat him.

It's easy to say, a rose-red meat butt twisted up and fanned out a sweet and fragrant breeze. I'll make a night snack tonight, Ah?How can you keep your brothers and sisters hungry!

Just as Zhang Fengtang's loudspeaker started broadcasting, one hand was pressed on my shoulder, and my mother said: "Silly Ah, you come so early?"

She wore a creamy white short-sleeved sweater. I don’t know if the clothes were too tight or the angle, but her towering breasts almost covered my entire field of view.

After moving my eyes away, I spit out a few words: Where did you go for an afternoon?

Where have you gone?Niu Xiuqin sat down the chair next to me. Didn’t she see the leader?

What kind of big meal has passed since the present?

I played with the kiwi fruit in my hand without raising my head.

I went to the cultural center. My aunt put on my shoulders, and the tone was too long, and then she raised her face toward my mother. Hey, don’t say anything, it’s really good.

As she said this, she crossed her legs and carefully bounced the precious handbag that was sticking to me: Lao Cui from the Cultural Bureau found a few people who were engaged in opera market research and held a research meeting. This trip, your mother didn't run away in vain.

My mother didn't say anything, but pounded my shoulder twice and said: Mom, go to the front desk to take a look.

I didn't agree, but Yu Guang always measured the familiar warmth.

Under her slender waist was a pair of black wide-leg pants, which were swaying like the wind.

After walking a few steps, my mother turned around again: Oh, Chen Yao didn’t come?I said why there are fewer people.

I finally raised my head and couldn't come.

oh.The mother nodded and stroked her hair. Her red lips quickly opened up in a bright curve.

I sat in the backstage for a long time that night, and the people around me were busy, and Niu Xiuqin kept chatting.

From campus to officialdom, from Pingju to city singing and dancing troupe to private theater troupes, so many inexplicable words rush out from her red lips and melt into the rich and almost eroded perfume smell.

I shook my head and waved my arms, feeling that the air around me was so sticky that it couldn't be cut open.

And that orange-yellow lock bag always reminds me of the violently burning flames.

My mother didn't stop and started to help people put on makeup when she came back from the front desk.

She asked me from afar if I had eaten, and I said I had eaten.

The mother frowned, as if she had said something, but was drowned in the howling voice of ghosts and wolves.

As for those two kiwis, I solved one of them, and the other one was asked by Niu Xiuqin.

As she sucked the flesh, a large drop of juice fell on the smoke-gray stockings and instantly spread into a wet lake.

Later, on the stage, the gongs and cymbals and drums and squeals were singing, and after a string of barbell-like laughter, my aunt sang: There is no cloud in the sky, no rain in the sky, and no matchmaker on the ground, no marriage.

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I thought it would be fine if I handed over the paper. After all, I had been working hard for almost two months. After all, I had done my best to inject all my enthusiasm about this major into those ten pages of manuscript paper.

I didn't expect that Lao He asked someone to call me that afternoon.

In her office with clean and clean windows and lots of worries, Lao He pointed out the shortcomings of the paper, which was scattered, procrastinated, and contradictory. If it weren't for the few pages of paper on the table, I would have thought she was talking about me.

Then, my dear old He asked me to sit down.

Dear old greet me, please drink water.

Dear Old He pointed out with a smile: There are still some shining points.

She took off her glasses and blinked her tired eyes, praising my detailed discussion on the principle of separation and abstraction.

In particular, she said that it is rare to combine the draft Property Law to give a theoretical theoretical explanation of the feasibility of the theory of causelessness in my country's judicial practice.

Sleeping deep on Lao He's leather sofa, I felt that my butt was no longer my own.

Yes, I was alone, holding a lonely boat, and there was a vast ocean in front of me.

As expected, when he put on his glasses, Old He changed his mind and Chenyang Mandarin burst out with appropriate power.

She sincerely invited me to join one of her graduate research teams and combined with Pingyang's local practice to complete a paper project called "Legal Analysis of Land Prices".

Since it is an invitation, I can refuse. That's how I thought and expressed it straightforwardly.

Of course, depending on personal wishes, Lao He straightened his big breasts wrapped in a white shirt, and maybe even smiled, but I wanted to hear what your mother meant.

What can I do?

All I can say is: Thank you, Teacher He.

When I walked out of the office, I suddenly realized that someone had to care about Lao He's sexual life, especially after Xiao Li.

Every time, in addition to drinking and bragging together, our hodgepodge called Dust Girls will randomly lose vital signs.

Then a big wave will come out and turn the tide.

Do you still want to fuck?Do you still want to make money?Ah?Is there any minimum personal dignity?

He pinched the sudden blood vessels, carried a syringe that was shark-eight, and shot the stuff mixed with hormones, copper odor and feces into our bodies without any pity.

This time is no exception.

We spent two nights on Thursday and Friday in the rehearsal room, and on Saturday it took another four or five hours. It was not until the drummer cried and said, "If your mother knocked on it, she wouldn't be able to swing her arms at night, so Dabo gave up.

This devil.

And in our era, the real devil is PK14, especially after Lei Tantan gave us two small poems in the backstage of the bar.

Compared to the previous picture "Turn left when you go upstairs", the progress of these new songs cannot be described in words.

There is no doubt that they have entered the track that Dabo said.

According to Lei Tantan, the late remix of the new brick has been completed in Sweden and will be released in September, and there will be a national tour in the future.

Except for a fuck, Dabo didn't say a word.

We performed three songs that night, but it was not a good or bad.

Because compared to the real protagonist, our warm-up band is really funny.

Livehuse is full of light and darkness, and it is probably the most crowded time since its opening. Even Chen Yao, who has always liked the excitement, complained that it was too crowded.

Surprisingly, I actually met Li Junqi off the stage.

This guy is holding a tall, big breasted girl and fucking a little baby fat. I don’t know if she is a girlfriend.

If she reached out and said Hello, we have met in the woods, I wouldn't be surprised at all.

Of course, the big-breasted woman did not stretch out her hand, but Li Junqi punched me twice.

He shouted: Not bad, buddy!

That's probably what it means.

Sunday happened to be Chen Yao’s birthday.

At noon, I took her to have spicy hot pot and put two sugar-fried pancakes on it.

This guy's voracious look always reminds me of the fact that he was forced to eat pancakes in a small hotel last fall.

On that windy morning, under Chen Yao's contempt, I swallowed a half pancakes angrily.

For a moment, I even felt that it would be a piece of cake to eliminate all the six in front of me.

As a result, I vomited so much that the sweet oil in my throat could not be removed at noon.

There is nothing to do about A's honey and B's arsenic.

Birthday party in the school hotel in the evening.

There were not many people, Chen Yao's roommates, all the members of the girl who took out the feces, and two acquaintances from the electronic music forum, happened to get a big table.

Originally, I thought Chen Yao's mother would come, but thank God, I was troubled by myself.

However, the cake was late and it was extremely painful.

From 7:00 to 7:30, we sat in a luxurious private room with academic temperament, and there was nothing we could do except spit on.

Fortunately, the lack of elegant decoration and the famous wife murder case provided some spiritual support so that everyone would not act too naked in the form of a hungry wolf and a hungry tiger.

There is no need to be ashamed. All the dinner parties that happened during the student days were like this, without exception, and there should be no exceptions.

But I couldn't blame the cake. Although Chen Yao reminded me that I had just thought of ordering the cake, when I asked where to order it, she said without any doubt that she had ordered it.

So in half an hour, my girlfriend ran out and made several calls.

In anger, she ignored my suggestion of not having a meal first.

When the phone rang again, Chen Yao waved to me and said: Go to the school gate to get it.

The girl who gave the cake was very beautiful, but she looked a little younger, although she was not treated as a child laborer.

What is embarrassing is that after all, she just doesn’t want to hand over the cake and has to look at the receipt.

So I walked in front and she followed behind.

As a responsible consumer, I inevitably criticize their delay in grasping time.

She seemed to have muttered something, but I didn't understand it.

After entering the hotel building, the girl suddenly called Yan Lin.

I thought I had heard it wrong.

She walked up and asked: Are you Yan Lin?

I was simply stunned.

Under the bright light, a familiar smile appeared on the little face, which was supported by its small arms, legs, and small body.

However, Chen Yao never told me that she had a sister, and never even mentioned it.

Until I finished cutting the cake, the ghostly elf next to me would surprise me from time to time.

I always think she is similar to something that pops out of thin air.

Chen Yao was so serious that she was so serious that she was battered on her face.

In the chaos, my phone rang out of place again.

Of course it's the mother.

She blamed me for not calling this week.

I was stunned and said I was about to fight.

Come on, my mother chuckled, she didn't expect you to worry about it, but you at least report peace to your family.I sniffed and said I knew.

Don’t just know, I think of you, but I just don’t have a good memory.Apart from Xiaoxiao, I don’t know what to say.Have you eaten?Mother laughed too.

Are you eating?

I, Ah, just finished the show and was about to start eating.

Haven't returned home yet?

There is one more event tomorrow, and I will go home early in the morning.

Oh, I stepped on the wooden floor and it took me a long time to collapse. Pay attention to my health, mom.

This tour took a walk around several surrounding prefecture-level cities, and it is not necessary to say how difficult the journey is.

OK, my son still has a conscience. Go to dinner quickly and don’t delay.

Just as I hung up the phone, I suddenly heard a familiar voice.

He said: I'm sorry to come late... Even through the phone, it's so magnetic, like a hair that I've worn through three thousand old cowhides.