Save that control freak [Rebirth]

The Peking Opera venue is in the center of the city, and the show is about to start, and there are two or three kittens sitting in it.It's a big hall, sparsely populated, and it looks deserted, and now no one watches Peking Opera.The so-called masters have a very low appearance fee.

Rong Bai went to the venue to watch it before. He was a little surprised. Mr. Liang, who sang Laosheng, had also been on TV. There were many empty seats, and the whole play was sung.

The voice is loud, full of energy, and the style is good. Even if Rong Bai, who doesn't understand Peking opera, can read it, even if he can't say anything, he thinks it is good.

Rong Bai also went to inquire about it. For a celebrity like Mr. Liang who has been on CCTV, the appearance fee is only more than 1000 yuan. Sign and say a few words with He Lele.

The play started at three o'clock in the afternoon. After lunch, Rong Bai drove to find Jiang Yanbai. He knew that today was an important day, and it took a long time to even get dressed.

He remembered that before, as long as he was wearing a white shirt and light-colored jeans, Jiang Yanbai's eyeballs seemed to grow on him, and he couldn't move them.So today he wore such a set of clothes, Jiang Yanbai liked him like this, he looked youthful, walking like a little sun on the road.

Jiang Yanbai didn't go to work today either. Except for rest days, Jiang Yanbai had never asked for leave. Even if he was sick, he always went to work with illness.

Everyone found it strange, but the secretary didn't say a word - he knew that Jiang Yanbai had taken the ecstasy, and he seemed to have almost forgotten who he was.

Rong Bai's car drove to the gate of Jiang Yanbai Community, and he asked Jiang Yanbai to come out today, so he will take care of everything by himself.

He never chased anyone, but Chenghe still gave him an idea.Rong Bai was also a little apprehensive, but Cheng He's idea this time seemed to be more reliable.

Rong Bai has already booked today's itinerary, first to watch the Peking Opera, and after watching it, it's time for dinner.

Jiang Yanbai likes to eat sweet dishes - Rong Bai thinks that this is because he never ate sugar when he was a child.

He likes to eat dishes such as cherry meat, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and shredded pork with Beijing sauce. Jiang Yanbai can also eat other flavors, but he doesn't like them very much.

I used to accompany Rong Bai to eat hot pot, and I had to cook and cook by myself when I got home, otherwise I would be hungry.

The tastes of the two of them are completely different, and their personalities are also very different, but they just become a pair for some reason.

Sometimes when Rong Bai thinks about it, he also finds it unbelievable. Everyone is like what the elders said, it's all fate.

Jiang Yanbai came down from upstairs. He didn't bring anything with him today, and he didn't wear his black suit anymore. He wore a vest inside, a sweatshirt outside, and a pair of black sports trousers. sports shoes.

It looks a lot younger, not like a 30-year-old person.

Jiang Yanbai was standing next to the car. If he wasn't driving himself, he would love to sit in the back seat. This was a habit he had developed over the years.

But Rong Bai drove...

Jiang Yanbai opened the co-pilot's door, fastened his seat belt, and said to Rong Bai, "Let's go."

Rong Bai started the car, and he stared intently at the front, but all his attention was actually on Jiang Yanbai.

"Have you had lunch?" Rong Bai's throat tightened, and he was a little nervous.

Jiang Yanbai replied blankly, "I ate."

Rong Bai: "What did you eat? Did you eat outside or at home?"

Probably because he was too nervous, Rong Bai's mind was blank now, the machine was shut down, the host computer was about to blow up, the topic was only about the lunch at noon, and he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yanbai was very calm on the surface: "I ate at home."

Rong Bai: "Oh."

Then Rong Bai didn't know what to say, the atmosphere became cold, and he seemed a little embarrassed again.

Fortunately, Jiang Yanbai was not a talkative person. He closed his eyes very considerately, pretending that he hadn't had a good rest and needed to close his eyes to rest his mind or take a nap.

Rong Bai rolled up the car window, and turned up the air conditioner in the car.

Jiang Yanbai didn't say a word, but he still felt that Rong Bai was very considerate in his heart, and he was not a spoiled person, but even a man like Jiang Yanbai, who was big and rough, still hoped that someone would remember him.

There was a warm current in his heart, obviously in the small car, but his limbs seemed to be stretched out.

"Here we are." Rong Bai gently shook Jiang Yanbai's shoulder.

They're in theaters now.

The two were seated in the second row. Tea and melon seeds were already set on the table, but there was no one around.

This theater can accommodate more than 1000 people, but now there are only a dozen or so people sitting in it, and they are all middle-aged and elderly people. Occasionally, there are one or two young people who basically come with the elders in the family and are now immersed in playing. phone.

Jiang Yanbai sat on his seat and took a sip of hot tea. He looked at Rong Bai calmly, but found that Rong Bai didn't take out his phone like other young people did, and he also imitated his own way to drink tea .

It looks very clumsy, but also very cute.

"I've inquired about it. Mr. Liang, Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang are here today, and they are invited by the theater from Beijing." Rong Bai said.

He specifically inquired about it.

Jiang Yanbai nodded: "Mr. Liang sang like clouds cover the moon."

Rong Bai: "Huh?"

It seems that this is still a lack of homework, Jiang Yanbai said with a smile: "It means that Mr. Liang sings well, and he will feel dry when he first listens to it. The more he listens, the more clear and pleasant the sound is, and the charm is mellow. Usually he praises the old man."

Rong Bai nodded. Although he had done his homework, there were still many things he didn't understand, so he wouldn't pretend to understand, and it wasn't something embarrassing.

The first thing I sang today was Xiaoshanghe, and Mr. Liang sang the part of Yue Fei. The whole play lasted for more than half an hour.

The audience in the audience, except for Rong Bai and those young people, all listened carefully, and they were really fascinated. Some old people were so fascinated by the singing that they even shook their heads and slapped their legs along with the singing.

Jiang Yanbai didn't do that, but he also focused on the stage, taking a sip of tea occasionally.

The last line was sung on the stage: "Die for the country, return the shroud of horse leather!"

All the talents left the stage one after another.

After the play was over, Jiang Yanbai asked Rong Bai: "Do you understand?"

Rong Bai nodded: "It's understandable, it's about Yue Fei resisting the Jin man's attack."

Jiang Yanbai nodded, looking at Rong Bai with softer eyes.

Rong Bai was a little uncomfortable, Jiang Yanbai looked at him, sometimes full of love, sometimes helpless, even angry.But this time... If he didn't feel that something was wrong, then he really brought the love of the elders.

Jiang Yanbai and Rong Bai left the theater after the two had finished watching the play.

Jiang Yanbai chatted with Rong Bai for a few words, and found that Rong Bai didn't really understand it very well, he only knew a little bit, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Yanbai is neither stupid nor stupid, he can tell that this kid does not know where he knows that he likes watching Peking Opera.

Just do what you like, this is something that I have only recently learned in front of the battle.

It's not that he was untouched in his heart, he had come into contact with, some respected him, hated him, and envied him.But it was the first time he encountered such a person who tried every means to please him, but he was not a person who was looking for profit and money.

It was already past six in the afternoon, and Rong Bai took Jiang Yanbai to dinner.

The location is a small private restaurant in the north of the city. This is a boutique restaurant. The decoration is antique, but the price is also high. The asking price for a meal is four figures. It is a business for the rich.

But the business is really good, and you won't be able to get a seat if you don't have time to wait. If the owner of the restaurant and Rong Bai hadn't met each other at the dinner before, you probably wouldn't be able to book a seat.

The waiter led Rong Bai and Jiang Yanbai to the small private room with a smile on his face, poured the tea again, and then began to count the dishes.

Rong Bai ordered three dishes and one soup. The portion here is not much, just enough for two people, so there probably won't be much left.

After he finished ordering and the waiter went out, Rong Bai realized that Jiang Yanbai was looking at him with complicated eyes.

Rong Bai asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yanbai shook his head and said nothing.

The dishes Rong Bai ordered were all Jiang Yanbai's favorites. Jiang Yanbai is a self-disciplined person, and he never shows what he likes.

Even the secretary who has worked with him for so many years never knew what he liked to eat.

Jiang Yanbai lowered his eyes, his heart was pounding in his chest, he had never tasted this taste, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Their sweet and sour pork tenderloin is delicious." Rong Bai had nothing to say, "The taste is authentic and not too greasy. I can eat a plate with empty mouth."

This is the truth. Although Rong Bai prefers heavy oil and spicy food, he doesn't eat all of them.

Jiang Yanbai looked at Rong Bai and said with a smile, "What do you like to eat?"

I'm coming!

Rong Bai sat upright, with a very gentle tone: "I like to eat Sichuan cuisine, and I also like to drink tea. But I also like sweet dishes, and I am not very picky. I just don't eat tofu, fungi, green onions, or green onions. ..."

Jiang Yanbai snapped his tongue: "Is this not picky eating?"

Rong Bai was aggrieved: "All I don't eat are side dishes. I have friends who don't eat pork, don't eat duck, don't eat mutton, and don't eat rabbit."

Jiang Yanbai saw it, and was a little curious: "Then what can he eat?"

Rong Bai: "Beef and fish. But I seldom eat fish, so I don't want to be picky."

Jiang Yanbai: "..."

Rong Bai took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Do you think I'm not picky eaters now?"

Jiang Yanbai smiled helplessly: "Don't compare with good ones, but compare with worse ones."

Rong Bai turned his head, and instead of responding to Jiang Yanbai's words, he asked, "Are you busy tonight? There will be a lantern festival on the mountain today."

Jiang Yanbai looked at Rong Bai as if nothing had happened, but his cheeks were flushed, and he said narrowly, "I have something to do tonight."

Rong Bai let out an "ah", seemed a little at a loss, and just said, "That's fine."

It looks a little discouraged.

Jiang Yanbai smiled and said, "I'm just joking with you, it's fine tonight, let's go to the lantern festival."

Only then did Rong Bai realize that he had been tricked, but he didn't say anything, only snorted softly.