Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 186 At such an age, it is impossible for Mr. Guo and Mr. Yu to wear pink, right? 【Subscribe】

"My lord, her name is Song Yi, from the anecdote.

We met in the theater, and she is also an actor. She is currently working in the Yanjing People's Theater. She gave me the ticket to the drama before. "

Grandpa is here.

Qi Yuncheng naturally had to introduce first.

After the introduction, Song Yi immediately nodded slightly, and said respectfully, "Teacher Yu, hello!
But I just graduated, just a student. "

"It's not easy, it's very difficult to get in there."

Standing opposite them, Yu Qian subconsciously said a word, and seeing this girl at the same time, his heart was already filled with joy.

Because he and Lao Guo knew that the child had gone out to meet, but they didn't know who it was or what they looked like.

Of course, they don't necessarily care about appearance.

I'm just curious about who that girl is, let's take a look now.

The word can instantly occupy his mind.

Don't look at the word "okay" as just a general evaluation, but Yu Qian's heart is "okay", which is between male and female friends.

Because this pair stands together, it matches how you look at it.

Needless to say, Yun Cheng's appearance is recognized, and this girl is indeed beautiful.

Words and deeds are even more poetic and reasonable.

It doesn't matter if they just met, but how old they are can be judged at a glance.

So a burst of joy.

At the same time, with joy, he asked, "Are you together?"

Yu Qian didn't know the progress of the two of them, so he simply asked, which caught Qi Yuncheng off guard, including Song Yi.

"Master! It's not what you imagined, I came here to get a few similar coats.

Xiao Meng's coat was scalded, and Song Yi also wanted to come over to take a look.

I didn't expect to meet you, but what are you doing here? "

"Hey!" Yu Qian waved his hands, "Isn't this the cross talk show that my father and I talked about before? The script must take a long time.

But probably the age can be grasped.

So I came over and asked about clothing.

There are quite a few, worn by hundreds of people, and there are still needs to be replaced in different ages, so prepare first, so as not to be blinded when the time comes. "

"That's it! Can I help you? I'll help you!"

Given this sentence, Yu Qiandu felt that his child could not see the situation clearly, and instead of accompanying his daughter, he helped himself?

It seems that I can't stay here anymore, anyway, I'm not in a hurry today.

"It's okay. I'm almost too busy. I'll leave right away. You can take your daughter to watch for a while."

"Then shall I send you off?"

"Stay by yourself."

Qi Yuncheng definitely respects and cares about people like the uncle and the master, so this sentence came out naturally.

But Yu Qian really had the idea that the child was hopeless.

After saying four words, he walked out of the gate without looking back.

After the uncle left, the waiter of the physical store who had already been waiting rushed over. She must know Qi Yuncheng, so she said, "Hello, how can I help?"

"I took two coats, the kind usually prepared in theaters, and then I ordered one myself."

"Well, please come here."

Talking.

Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi followed the waiter together.

The quality of the theater preparation is definitely not as good as the custom-made ones, but it is enough for emergency, so after the prepared gown is confirmed, Qi Yuncheng followed up to talk about the fabric and measure his body data.

It's been a long time since I made it, so I need to remember it again.

As for the color, I chose a gray one, which is slightly more resistant to dirt.

For example, Xiaomeng's blue coat, if it is scalded, it must be easy to see.

It's just that after measuring the data on this side, Qi Yuncheng came out of the room and saw Song Yi standing on the left side of the hall, staring at a female white plastic model.

Of course it wasn't a model.

It was the clothes on it, it was a blue and white cheongsam with round breasts!
This cheongsam is full of antique blue and white porcelain patterns, and the white base fabric is also printed with cyan patterns drawn with a pen, which is quite poetic.

Proper national flavor.

Seeing it, Song Yi felt like he had come to the right place, and kept looking at it.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and she is no exception, especially these cheongsams.

Because she always feels that they are the best expression of taste in women's clothes.

However, after noticing that Qi Yuncheng came out, his eyes narrowed a bit, and then the corners of his mouth raised into a smile, "How is it? Are you done with your work?"

"Ah."

"Okay, why don't you take a look with me next time? Are you free?"

"Of course."

Although Qi Yuncheng's thoughts in this life are all on Quyi, and he hasn't met many girls of the same age, but Song Yi's smile at the moment.

That really couldn't make him refuse.

So they went up to the second floor together, after all, there were not many commodities on the first floor.

But when he left, Qi Yuncheng subconsciously took another look at the blue and white porcelain cheongsam that Song Yi had seen just now.

In his previous life, he had actually seen Song Yi wearing a cheongsam. If he wanted to describe it, he would taste the beauty of a generation and regain his alluring appearance!
The meaning of this poem is to rely on the peerless beauty at the beginning, but now rely on the beauty of the country and the city.

Might be exaggerating a bit.

But this thing is a personal subjective opinion, if you think it looks good, you must like it.

But now she is only in her early twenties, a little more youthful, and she doesn't know what it looks like in clothes.

I guess it has a different taste.

But as soon as this idea came out, Qi Yuncheng interrupted himself and went to the second floor.

But on the second floor, after Song Yi glanced around the entire floor, she didn't go to the cheongsam she liked, but went to the men's display area with Deyun Huafu written on one side.

In this area, most of the hangs are gowns, Tang suits, and opera-specific costumes.

After a while, Song Yi stretched out her hand and touched a black coat quietly. She remembered that Qi Yuncheng also wore this color.

And I have always wanted to touch it, and found that it feels unexpectedly comfortable and smooth, and at the same time it is a little bit cold.

But it was just a light touch, and then asked.

"Is there any particularity about De Yun's gowns among actors? I see many experienced actors wearing dark gowns.

Or what grade?
For example, the distinction between students and formal actors? "

Speaking of this, although Qi Yuncheng noticed that there were some other guests on the second floor, he did not hide his voice at all when he was interested.

"Where is the difference.

I can wear whatever I like. As for the color, perhaps young actors should wear brighter colors, because that can be regarded as attracting the attention of the audience.

Like Master and Uncle, they must be wearing dark colors. They are so old, it is impossible to wear pink, right? "

"Ha ha!"

Speaking of this, Song Yi chuckled, because she suddenly made up the appearance of Teacher Guo and Teacher Yu wearing pink coats in her mind.

In an instant, they felt that their personal settings had collapsed.

Can't watch at all.

(End of this chapter)