"The two children have grown up in a blink of an eye, and they're going to the next Dongyuaner town. I interviewed a group of students who just graduated from the drama school just two days ago, and they all wanted to come to Xiayuaner to talk about cross talk. I'm pretty and neat. You say I'm a vase all the time, but you've really wronged me. It's obvious that the children who talk about cross talk are not bad looking. Laughing is ten years old. Maybe you can be beautiful in this line of work. "

"Spring grows and summer grows. Our summer garden is really like a garden, cultivating the future flowers of the quyi world. I am that hard-working gardener, don't I have the style of your past?"

Yan Chao couldn't help sneering and said, "Come on."

Zhou Chenyu turned her head and glanced at him, as if she had remembered something, and said, "By the way, how can you forget the most important thing. Teacher Xiaoyan has set up a flower farm for us, and it's almost time. The venue, stage art, and lighting are all top-notch, just like the concerts of those streaming stars, isn't it amazing? Thousands of tickets are sold out as soon as they go on sale."

Saying that, Zhou Chenyu lowered her eyes, and her eyes involuntarily glowed with water: "I've been listening to you talk about this since I was a child. Is it fulfilling your thoughts today?"

"I sang "Xishi" this time, and I haven't dressed up for more than ten years," he blinked his eyes hard, and then showed a faint smile again, "You must ask me, yo, Why did you suddenly figure it out? Didn't you think you ran away from home at the beginning? Didn't you still make a mess?"

"I tell you, when you taught me to sing for the first time, you told me the phrase 'the girl on the stage, the man on the stage', in fact, I have always remembered this in my heart, and I haven't forgotten it until now. …”

Zhou Chenyu's voice was choked, and then she reached out and clenched Master's hand: "So don't sleep, wake up soon, I'm still waiting for you to come and listen to my play..."

Seeing his tears pouring out uncontrollably, Yan Chao quickly got up and took a pack of papers, took out one, and wiped the corners of his eyes gently for him, when he saw that he was suddenly stunned.

Yan Chao couldn't help but groan in his heart and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Chenyu lowered her head in disbelief, looked at the hand she was holding Master, and muttered, "Master, Master seems to be grabbing my hand?"

Yan Chao used to think that plots like "a vegetative awakened" have always existed only in TV dramas, so since he first heard the news of Zhou Yinchun's coma, he subconsciously felt that there was no room for change.

It's just that he was afraid that Zhou Chenyu would be sad, so he never mentioned this in front of him, but he knew that Zhou Chenyu probably knew it too.

But none of them expected that with Zhou Chenyu's unremitting efforts, the old class leader miraculously recovered a little bit of consciousness.

Although it was only possible to respond to external stimuli a little, it had already given everyone great hope.

What Yan Chao did not expect was that in the flower field not long after, he really waited for the presence of the old man.

At that time, it was only two hours before the official opening. Yan Chao was standing in the center of the huge venue, discussing the recording of the show with a group of on-site directors, and saw a large group of Zhou family members, pushing wheelchairs, from the VIP channel. walked in.

The old class teacher was still unable to move or speak, barely able to open his eyes a little, sitting in a wheelchair as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Chao couldn't help but look at Zhou Maoqin in surprise, and before he could speak, the other party smiled embarrassedly: "Mr. Xiaoyan, I didn't have time to greet you in advance, I'm sorry. We were chatting in the ward yesterday and found that The old man's reaction to our flower farm is still quite big. We discussed it with the doctor and finally decided to push him over. After all, this is also the old man's lifelong vision... I'm sorry to cause you trouble. "

Yan Chao quickly waved his hand and said, "How can this be troublesome? There are just a few motorized seats in the first row. I will ask the assistant to arrange it for you."

Zhou Maoqin nodded, and then said sincerely: "Mr. Xiaoyan, thank you very much."

His sincere tone made Yan Chao even more embarrassed, shaking his head and saying, "It's all right."

Yan Chao watched the on-site team dismantle the motorized seats in the first row, and directly pushed the old man's wheelchair into it. After everything was arranged, he went backstage with confidence and went straight to Zhou Chenyu's dressing room.

The make-up artist happened to be away, and Zhou Chenyu's outfit was almost done as soon as the show started. What he is going to sing today is "Xiangxi Corridor" in "Xishi" - the one that he sang with the master when the box was sealed.

He didn't put on the outer cloak at the moment, he only wore a red and white ancient costume, which outlined a graceful waist curve. The film had been pasted on his head, he had put on a hood, and a dazzling pair of turquoise orchid was on top of his head. The color bun and phoenix crown are so elegant and luxurious.

Under the decoration of willow eyebrows, hanging eyes, cherry mouth, thick rouge and oil paint, the already angular facial features are becoming more and more beautiful, like a fairy.

Zhou Chenyu raised her eyes to look at Yan Chao, and said with a sneer, "Can I take your stupid face?"

Only then did Yan Chao react, closing the door of the dressing room and subconsciously denying: "I don't."

Zhou Chenyu snorted, and then curled her lips again: "Brother Xiaoyan, your appearance always makes me wonder if you like men or women?"

Knowing that what he said was intentional, Yan Chao simply hit the fairway: "I like you."

Zhou Chenyu was laughing and came up to kiss him, but Yan Chao swiftly ducked, making him flinch.

Zhou Chenyu pursed her lips: "You really dislike me, bah, hang up the ruthless scumbag."

Yan Chao sat down beside him and smiled helplessly: "You are Xi Shi now, you can only look at it from a distance, and don't play with it."

The fun of Zhou Chenyu teasing Yan Chao lies in not playing cards according to the other party's wishes, now that Yan Chao said so, he became even more reluctant, sat on Yan Chao's thigh, and hooked his hand around his neck: "Then aren't you a husband?"