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Zhou Qiting followed the habit of being a resident in the UK at the beginning, and came to the Red Star Theater early every day. Sometimes, when the traffic was smooth, the gate of the theater might not be open yet.

On the contrary, there is an uncle in charge of cleaning who is just like him. He often rushes over at dawn, holding a newspaper and sitting on his own pony to entertain himself.After going back and forth like this, Zhou Qiting got to know him very well, the old and the young would often sit together, one reading the newspaper and the other reading the script.

On this day, Zhou Qierting arrived at the entrance of the theater early as usual, bought a drawer of steamed buns at a nearby food stall, and ate them with great relish. Not long after, the boss/grandfather also strolled to work. When he saw Zhou Qierting, he couldn't help Happy.

"I said Xiao Zhou, you are also a returnee after all, and your taste is quite similar to that of an old man like me." Sure enough, the old man also had a bag of steaming steamed dumplings in his hand, "Why, your assistant chef Didn't cook for you?"

Zhou Qierting swallowed the bun, shook his head, "I got up early today, and he hasn't woken up yet."

The boss laughed again when he heard the words, "Yes, young people are sleepy now, not like us bad old men, who feel short. I said you too, why come so early every day, don't recharge your batteries, when the time comes If you don’t perform well, you will be scolded by those old guys in the theater.”

Zhou Qi didn't care too much about it, "I also feel short."

The uncle no longer made fun of him, propped up the ponytail and sat down to have breakfast.

Zhou Qi listened to get rid of the fritters, wiped his hands and thought: Grandpa has been working in the theater for many years, so I don't know all about the lady.Anyway, sooner or later, I have to find someone to ask, the boss/yeah seems to be more reliable.

With such a plan in his mind, he opened his mouth, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something."

The boss looked at him, "What's the matter, let's talk."

"An actor in our theater passed away a few years ago, didn't he?" Zhou Qie heard, "Passed away unexpectedly."

The uncle frowned when he heard that, "What? You know him?"

Zhou Qierting shook his head, "It's just that I met a strange person a few days ago, it seems to be related to him."

The boss/father thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Oh, did you mean the one with autism?"

Zhou Qi listens and nods.

The uncle was confirmed, and sighed: "Oh, that is also a poor person. I heard that she had some conflicts with you?"

"A little accident," Zhou Qierting said frankly, "I'm just a little curious why she can come to our theater to watch the rehearsal. After all, except for relatives and friends with special relationships, no one is allowed to come in and watch."

"Yeah, she has something to do with the actor who had an accident last year." The boss/Ye Wangtian said, "Mr. Du is a good actor. He works hard and treats us very well. It's a pity, a pity."

Zhou Qiting hurriedly asked, "What is the relationship between that lady and him?"

"Mr. Du said it was his younger sister. She suffered from autism since she was a child, and it can't be cured. We don't know what the girl's name is or how old she is, but she looks like someone in her thirties or forties. Mr. Du always Call her 'Peipei', probably her nickname. About five or six years ago, this Peipei has often come to see Mr. Du's plays, and you know her problem, let her sit in the audience to watch the performance The drama is really not reassuring, and it will irritate her if it is not complete. So Mr. Du asked her to watch the rehearsal, and there were no people in the auditorium, so he could take care of it at any time."

Grandpa sighed, "Mr. Du is really kind to his sister. After so many years, she hasn't changed at all..."

Zhou Qiting asked, "Then does this Peipei know anyone else in the theater?"

The uncle asked strangely: "Others? This girl doesn't care about anyone except Mr. Du. We can't get to know her even if we want to. Everyone is very familiar with her, and they usually help Mr. Du to take care of her. How about It is said that Mr. Du is a kind person and kind-hearted. Peipei occasionally goes out of order and gets sick, but we will go to help Mr. Du because of Mr. Du's face. It's a pity that Mr. Du's accident happened, so she didn't come here very often, nor I know her family doesn't care about her."

Zhou Qiting asked, "Not often? Then, the few times she came, did she come to see whose rehearsal?"

"How does my old man know this? That girl really doesn't speak, she looks gloomy. It is estimated that Mr. Du's death has hit her hard, but she comes to watch the rehearsal from time to time, but it always makes people think that Mr. Du is still there... ..." The old man said, his eye circles were slightly red, and Zhou Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The uncle also felt lost, wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuff and said, "Oh, I'm getting old and I can't stand it anymore. But Xiao Zhou, why are you so interested in this girl all of a sudden?"

Zhou Qiting didn't answer, but instead asked: "Grandpa, what do you think about the relationship between Mr. Du and Ling Han?"

"Boy Ling?" The boss took a sip of soy milk and wondered, "What's the matter again? If you want to talk about the relationship between Boy Ling and other people, you should ask who he can hang out with. That little prickly head He doesn't deal with anyone. At the beginning Mr. Du liked to teach him, but this kid doesn't appreciate it at all. Every time Mr. Du taught him a lesson, he would smear his face. A young child... Come on, Boy Ling Our red star is not too long, but it is more than a year earlier than you, and the popularity has never been good, so we are a little restrained from the girl he likes, but Mr. Du is tireless and always wants to guide him. "

Zhou Qiting asked: "Then Ling Han has a bad attitude towards Mr. Du?"

"What is good? That kid treats everyone with virtue, and he likes to ignore him. It's hard to say whether he treats Mr. Du well. But Boy Ling seems to be very resistant to Mr. Du. But this kid secretly remembers what Mr. Du taught him. Don’t look at the old man. I haven’t studied for a few years. It’s not as good as those artists in this theater. In the past year, I can still see what they are good at and bad at what they do, old man."

The old gentleman looked at Zhou and listened proudly, "You are very good, a bit like Mr. Pei when he was young, and he is much better than that brat who is full of scandals. Alas, what a pity Mr. Pei I've spent my whole life with dramas, but in the end my only son went to work in the film and television industry..."

Zhou Qierting couldn't help but remind him, "Master, that Ling Han..."

"Oh yes, Boy Ling, his temper is a bit stinky, but he really works hard and is easy to learn. Don't look at the skills that Mr. Du taught him. Don't look at him with a sneer on his face. In fact, he may be thinking about it behind his back. He is acting now. The drama already has a bit of Mr. Du's demeanor. I don't know how happy Mr. Du would be if he found out..." The old man said with red eyes.

Zhou Qi listened thoughtfully, "He looks a bit like Mr. Du..."

"That's right, before Mr. Du's accident, he said that he wanted to take Ling boy abroad to study for two years. It's a pity that the sky failed to fulfill his wish..."

Zhou Qier squinted his eyes and felt that he had a clue.

Going home in the evening, Pei Ji didn't seem to be bothered by any notices. He came to his apartment to rest early. Seeing him coming back from Red Star, he ran over happily, hanging up a windbreaker and carrying a bag, like a dog's leg.

Zhou Qi heard: "I went to ask the staff in the theater today."

Pei Ji understood and knew that what he was going to talk about was about Ling Han, so he hurriedly asked, "What, did you find anything?"

Zhou Qiting nodded, "That's natural. It looks like Ling Han is Du Jiashu's apprentice. After Ling Han came to Hongxing to be a drama actor, Du Jiashu has been teaching him with all his strength. But Ling Han has always treated him lukewarm, with a bad attitude."

"What about that woman?"

"It seems to be Du Jiashu's younger sister, but I don't think they are similar, maybe it's a distant cousin. In short, she has a good relationship with Du Jiashu and has been watching his rehearsal."

Pei Ji rubbed his chin and thought, "It's not because she thought Ling Han was not correct enough to treat Du Jiashu before he was alive, so she's here to trouble him now?"

Zhou Qi heard: "I am more concerned about why Ling Han lied."

"lie?"

"Yes, if according to what the staff in the theater said, Du Jiashu loved Ling Han so much at the time, and often left him alone after rehearsals, then it is impossible for Ling Han not to know this woman."

"...Yes, that woman will definitely go to find Du Jiashu, how could Du Jiashu not introduce her to Ling Han." Pei Ji frowned, "But there is no reason for him to lie. This woman is no threat to him, It's just a patient, so can it be said that if you know her, you can lose a piece of meat?"

Zhou Qiting was also a little puzzled, "I was really deceived by him at first, thinking that he was just an innocent passerby, just like me that time, now looking back... that woman clearly wanted to tell him something, but Maybe it's because of my sudden appearance that it's hard to speak."

Pei Ji sighed, "In the final analysis, you still can't eavesdrop properly."

Zhou Qier gave him a lazy look, "Blame me?"

Pei Damang apologized with a smile: "That's not the case, that woman has been ill for so many years, she must have a lot of social phobia, maybe even if you don't pass by, she can't make out words, not to mention that Ling Han is not very patient and good-tempered people."

Zhou Qiwen said: "But there is one thing that is very strange. According to the information on the Internet, he does not have any younger sisters. When he was interviewed by Oh in his early years, he also said that there are few relatives in his family. Basically, he does not visit relatives during the Spring Festival. If there are really How can a cousin who has a deep relationship with him not visit at home during the holidays? This is very problematic."

Pei Ji asked: "You mean, maybe the relationship between this woman and Du Jiashu is not that simple?"

Zhou Qier didn't dare to make a conclusion at will, but he just had some doubts, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "We can't draw any conclusions here, let's see when we can meet that woman again, try to see if we can Find out what."

"Improbable, he has autism, and beat you! Don't steal chickens and lose money. You don't ask anything, but you get beaten again."

Zhou Qiting smiled at the worried Pei Ji, "Don't worry, I'll ask again next time I put on my hat."

"...No, that's not what I meant..."