Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

After arriving in Tianjin, Ling Pan and Ding Chun found a hotel to stay.

Ding Chun lived next door to Ling Pan. After packing his luggage, Ding Chun knocked on Ling Pan's door.

Ling Pan crawled out from a pile of luggage and opened the door: "You packed it so quickly, I haven't packed it yet."

Jingcheng leaned against the door and looked at her with a smile: "It's okay, you take your time to clean up, I'll just stand here."

After pausing for a while, he asked again: "I want to visit the small alley of Liuxiang after the end of Da Nan, do you want to go?"

Ling Pan paused while packing his luggage, and chuckled lightly: "No, you guys go."

"Why, are you still angry with him?"

Ling Pan stopped what she was doing, she squatted on the ground and turned her body sideways, her hair covered her face, so she couldn't see her expression clearly, only she lowered her head slightly.

"You know, a person who cares about you a lot, looking at you as if you are seeing a stranger, this feeling... Well, it's really annoying."

Ding Chun gradually suppressed his smile and looked at her quietly.

"Are you really mad at him? But you still care about him so much."

Ling Pan turned to look at him, avoiding his probing eyes unnaturally: "Of course, we were such good friends before."

Ding Chun sneered: "Little Panpan, don't tell me that you are so sad and angry for him because he is your good friend?"

"..."

"Sister, will you lie?"

Ling Pan's cheeks turned hot: "Then what can I say, he doesn't know me now, so it's useless if I say anything else?"

Ding Chun held on to the door frame and laughed loudly: "Oh, my God, Ling Pan, you are going to laugh me to death."

Sure enough, although she looks mature on the outside, she is still a 19-year-old girl in her heart.

Ling Pan couldn't help laughing either.

"That's fine, then tomorrow, you can figure it out yourself, okay?"

"Ah."

Ding Chun chatted with her for a while, then went back to the room.

After closing the door, Ding Chun leaned against the door in a daze.

"For so many years, he is the only one you can remember."

After thinking about it, give him a call.

He took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and called Wang Jiulong.

"Hello?" A magnetic voice sounded.

"Da Nan."

Wang Jiulong was sitting on the bed playing games, when a phone call came in, he said helplessly, "Brother, I'm on the way up!"

Ding Chun sighed: "I have an emergency meeting tomorrow, so I can't accompany you to the small alley in Liuxiang."

……

On the day of the special performance, Wang Jiulong and Zhang Jiuling came backstage early to put on makeup.

Zhang Jiuling, who was sitting next to Wang Jiulong, looked at the things in his hands and asked, "What are you holding in your hands?"

Wang Jiulong replied: "A photo, from my childhood."

"Hey, what are you going to do after the end? Our backstage plan is to have a dinner party tonight."

Wang Jiulong responded and said, "After the dinner, you should go back first."

"Where are you going?"

Wang Jiulong stared at the photo in his hand. In the photo, a man led seven or eight children, facing the camera with a bright smile.

That photo has faded to yellow.

He pondered for a moment, "I'll go back to the small alley to have a look."

Linglong's first special performance was held in the Tianjin Auditorium, starting at 7:[-] p.m., and the audience checked in in advance.

The seats of Ding Chun and Ling Pan are in the second row in the middle, which is not a good position at all, facing the actor's position.

"The location that Da Nan chose is really good!"

Ling Pan nodded.

The two sat in their seats, waiting for the show to start.

At the beginning, Zhang Jiunan and Gao Jiucheng, two cross talk actors, had a hot scene. The atmosphere was very lively, and there were many burdens that made people laugh out loud.

After the first crosstalk performance, brother Li Hebiao came to the stage to announce the show, and said with a smile: "The next part is our highlight, prepare your enthusiasm, and invite Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong to bring "Tongue Twister"!"

The audience shouted impatiently from the audience, Ling Pan stared closely at the entrance of the stage, and the tall and straight figure was immediately reflected in her eyes

Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong walked onto the stage slowly in dark green coats.

Wang Jiulong smiled all over his face, showing his white teeth.Today, he put down his bangs and combed them into three to seven parts, adding a touch of tenderness.

The fans who gave gifts in the audience rushed up to the front of the stage, scrambling to hand them the gifts in their hands.

The two bowed to everyone, hurried forward to receive gifts, and reminded fans to be safe from time to time.

Every time an actor from Deyun Club appears on stage, it becomes a link for fans to "stock up".

Ding Chun said teasingly: "These fans are all beautiful girls. The cross talk at Deyun Club is really awesome! Hey, maybe one day the actors on this stage will be abducted by single female fans."

Ling Pan glanced at him and said nothing.

Looking at Wang Jiulong who was bending over to receive the gift on the stage, he spoke in a humble tone, thanked him for accepting a gift, and always reminded fans to pay attention to safety.

She frowned slightly and sighed heavily.