fringe artist

Chapter 102 100. Destiny

At the entrance of the theater office, many thoughts flashed into Liu Xiaoli's mind. She almost forgot that she was here to find the theater manager. She was stopped by Chen Li'an's eyes just as she was about to speak.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously shut up, and she saw Chen Li'an take the initiative to say to Manager Liu: "Manager Liu, this is Liu Xiaoli, a friend of Sister Gong Li and me. She is the one who danced tonight's Mrs. Xiang. I have something to ask for your help."

When Gong Li heard Chen Li'an's words, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes. Who knows who she is!When did you become friends with someone!
But in front of so many people, Gong Li still gave Chen Li'an a lot of face, smiled at Manager Liu, and said that Chen Li'an was right, this is my friend.

A gleam of gratitude flashed in Liu Xiaoli's heart, she didn't even know the name of the person, yet she was willing to help her.

Manager Liu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Liu Xiaoli, and then asked, "Liu Xiaoli, right? Hello, what's the matter?"

"I think."

As soon as Liu Xiaoli opened her mouth, Chen Li'an took a step forward and said, "Something happened to her family, and she wants to rush back to Wuhan tomorrow, but she doesn't want to delay the performance, so she wants to advance the order of Mrs. Xiang's unit performance."

Speaking of which, Chen Li'an looked back at Liu Xiaoli and said, "She's quite embarrassed, and I said her too. Artists, of course, focus on the stage and the audience, how can they delay the performance for their own private affairs."

"But having said that, literary and art workers are also human beings, and there will be unexpected situations." Chen Li'an glanced at the silent Director Wang and said, "Director Wang, are you right?"

Director Wang looked at Chen Li'an with some surprises. This is someone who can talk and be flexible. Although his methods are a little immature, he is very different from those more reasonable artists, and he is very suitable for "support"!

"Li'an is right. Art workers are human too." Director Wang turned to look at Manager Liu and said, "It's not a big deal to adjust the order of appearances. It can't make art workers feel cold."

Manager Liu had a wry smile on his face, but he had no choice but to nod in response: "Director Wang is right, this is a trivial matter, it must be fine."

Seeing that the matter was resolved so easily, a smile appeared on Liu Xiaoli's face immediately, and she was also relieved and looked at Chen Li'an gratefully.

Gong Li narrowed her eyes and stared at Chen Li'an, feeling extremely upset, she could make friends even if she was looking for someone!
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Chen Li'an also felt lucky. If he hadn't happened to meet Director Wang today, it would have been difficult to handle this matter, but in the final analysis, he had to borrow Gong Li's light, and he needed to express himself well later.

"Haha, this is the best way, and we still need to take care of literary and art workers." Director Wang replied with a smile, then glanced at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's getting late, I should go back, you young people Let's talk together."

"Director Wang, I'll see you off." Manager Liu said hastily, and then said with some embarrassment: "I also want to invite you to my office for a cup of tea."

Director Wang glanced at Manager Liu with a smile, waved his hand indifferently and said, "I'll show you my credit after this performance is over, and I'll definitely try your tea then."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem with the performance." Manager Liu smiled obsequiously, and then said, "I've prepared tea in advance, waiting for you to come over."

Director Wang smiled and didn't answer, then nodded to Chen Li'an and Gong Li and left, and Manager Liu quickly followed.

After the two of them disappeared in the corridor, Gong Li folded her arms and looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

Standing by the side, Liu Xiaoli just wanted to explain to Chen Li'an, when she heard Chen Li'an say: "I just met a new friend, so I'll do a little favor."

"Thank you, you really helped me a lot." Liu Xiaoli said hastily, afraid that Chen Li'an would not give her a chance to intervene. She looked quite a few years younger than herself, but she was quite forceful in her words and deeds.

Gong Li smiled, but there was no emotion in her eyes, she looked at Liu Xiaoli and said, "You don't have to be so polite, it's just a matter of one word."

Looking at Gong Li's not-so-beautiful face, Chen Li'an knew that he couldn't be embarrassed anymore, so he said, "It's fine now, let's go, I'll treat you to supper."

Liu Xiaoli immediately said: "Let me treat you to dinner, thank you so much for today's matter."

"You don't have to be so polite." Chen Li'an pointed at Liu Xiaoli's face and said, "You haven't removed your makeup yet, so we won't waste your time."

Speaking of which, Chen Li'an dragged the icy Gong Li to leave, Liu Xiaoli stood behind and opened her mouth, finally she could only shout: "Thank you!"

After walking away, Gong Li looked at Chen Li'an coldly and asked, "Why don't you go when someone treats you to dinner? It's so boring to eat with me."

"I just met and chatted for a few words, and I'm helping you out." Chen Li'an coughed, took Gong Li's hand and said, "How can it be boring to eat with my sister?"

"I think you just look at other people's good looks, so you can't help being tempted."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"Yes!"

"Sister, if you say it again, I will turn around and ask for contact information!"

"Go get one and try it!"

"Hiss~ You're going to kill me!"

Chen Li'an looked at Gong Li with his hands on his back, grinned in pain, and vowed to make Gong Li look good tonight!

"You still dare to stare at me, and just pulled my tiger's skin, you are quite courageous!" Gong Li snorted, and then said arrogantly: "Please invite me to Maxim tonight, and I will forgive you."

After having a meal with Gong Li, she also forgot about the previous incident, and sat on the sofa with Chen Li'an to watch a movie.

Looking at the mouth speaking on the canvas in the TV screen, Chen Li'an was particularly interested, and couldn't help but said: "There is no movie like this in China until now."

Blood of a Poet, one of the masterpieces of the French film avant-garde, is a fantastic film, but it suits Chen Li'an's taste.

An experimental film made 60 years ago is considered a classic from today's point of view.

"Aren't you bored?" Chen Li'an turned to look at Gong Li who was a bit listless and asked.

Gong Li yawned and said, "I'm a little tired from cooking and eating just now. I want to sleep. Take your time and watch."

After finishing speaking, Gong Li got up and went back to the bedroom to sleep, leaving Chen Li'an sitting in the living room watching a movie alone. How could Chen Li'an, who was full of energy just now, be able to fall asleep, opened a bottle of red wine and sat cross-legged on the sofa to continue Watching a movie.

When Gong Li woke up the next day, Chen Li'an was no longer there, and there was a note left by Chen Li'an on the dining table, telling her that there were buns and porridge in the kitchen.

Gong Li casually put the note into the storage box, and walked lazily to the kitchen for breakfast.

On Wangfujing Street, Chen Li'an was wandering in the department store. It was New Year's Day soon, and he wanted to buy something to send to his second uncle in Yangcheng.

But when the things arrive, it is estimated that it will be Chinese New Year, which happens to kill two birds with one stone!
Chen Li'an picked and bought a lot of things, all of which can be stored without breaking, such as ginseng tea and so on.

Chen Li'an, who had finished shopping, was just about to go to the post office to mail the things when he bumped into Liu Xiaoli head-on.

"Why are you here?" Chen Li'an asked in surprise.

Liu Xiaoli also looked at Chen Li'an in surprise and said, "What a coincidence! I'm here to buy some specialties to take home. Are you alone? Is Gong Li here? Let me treat you to dinner. I couldn't thank you yesterday."

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "She's not here, so don't be so polite, it's just a matter of little effort."

"Your little effort has helped me a lot." Liu Xiaoli said gratefully, then pulled Chen Li'an and said, "Don't think about running away today, let's go, I invite you to dinner, how about the roast duck?"

Looking at the enthusiastic Liu Xiaoli, Chen Li'an could only smile and said, "Okay, but don't eat roast duck, can it be braised? Can you get used to it?"

"No problem, I can do it." Liu Xiaoli said with a smile immediately.

In a century-old stewed restaurant near Wangfujing, Chen Li'an ordered dishes skillfully, then looked at Liu Xiaoli who was cleaning the table and asked, "Are you going to Wuhan tonight?"

"Well, I just met you when I bought some special products after I bought the tickets." Liu Xiaoli explained, and then said: "We are destined by fate, I thought I would have no chance to thank you."

Chen Li'an smiled, and thought it was a coincidence, it was the same as the plot in the novel, but it was a pity that it was not the Bridge of Madison County.

Soon the marinated and roasted garlic were served. Chen Li'an originally planned to take two garlic, but he gave up after seeing the shriveled garlic in the store.

Liu Xiaoli looked at the sticky braised stew in front of her, took a bite cautiously, her eyes lit up, and unexpectedly found that it was quite delicious.

"How does it taste good?" Chen Li'an asked with a smile.

Liu Xiaoli licked the marinated stew on her lips and nodded, "I wanted to try it when I came to Beijing last time, but I didn't eat it because of the appearance. I didn't expect it to be quite delicious."

Liu Xiaoli took another sip, then looked at Chen Li'an's young face and asked, "How old are you this year, you look so young."

"It's not something a lady should do to ask her age." Chen Li'an joked while biting the fire, "It's like a gentleman wouldn't ask a woman's age."

Liu Xiaoli: "." Should I agree or disagree with this statement?
"You're not very old, but you can talk." Liu Xiaoli realized that Chen Li'an would ask her age to avoid continuing the topic, and felt that he was quite a gentleman.

Because after chatting for a few words, she helped her solve a big problem without asking for anything in return. In Liu Xiaoli's heart, she already regarded Chen Li'an as a good person.

The crispy skin was burnt, and the delicious donkey meat was wrapped. Chen Li'an let out a satisfied sigh, and then said to Liu Xiaoli: "Have you confirmed the order of your performance tonight? What time is the train, can you catch it?"

Liu Xiaoli nodded her head and said, "I'm sure, the first unit is Mrs. Xiang, will you come to see me at night?"

"I don't think it will work tonight. I'll see your performance next time." Chen Li'an shook his head and said regretfully, he was going back to painting tonight, and if he didn't go back to painting, Bai Qing would probably kill himself.

next time?Maybe there will be no next time, Liu Xiaoli's face instantly became a little sad, she looked at Chen Li'an and said with some self-mockery: "Maybe there will be no next time, at my age I will go home to take care of my husband and teach my children."

Chen Li'an was silent for a while, probably guessed what was going on, and didn't know how to explain it, he just said: "Sleeves stretch out in the sky, stringed zither plays from the earth, poems praise half the sky, women show their smiles."

"What do you mean?" Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and felt that it was to encourage herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Chen Li'an wiped the stew that accidentally got on the corner of his mouth, and then said: "No other meaning, I just think you dance very well, and if you stick to it, you will definitely become a famous dancer."

The two people at the dinner table were silent for a while, listening to the various voices in the restaurant and the cries of the waiters, each had their own thoughts.

After a while, Liu Xiaoli said: "I'm not too young, and I can't dance for a few years. Maybe it's better to go home and take care of my husband and children."

"If you really want to, you won't be so entangled." Chen Li'an said without raising his head: "But I don't know your situation, I'm just talking nonsense, just listen."

Liu Xiaoli didn't expect to be so irritable after a meal, not because of Chen Li'an, but because of her current poor living conditions.

Seeing Liu Xiaoli who had lost her appetite, Chen Li'an also consciously talked too much and said apologetically, "I talked too much, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I don't blame you, it's my own business." Liu Xiaoli squeezed out a smile and said: "I wanted to thank you, but I didn't expect the topic to come to this point. Next time I have a chance, I will treat you to a good meal."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Chen Li'an didn't refuse this time, and responded with a smile.

After more than ten minutes, the two came out of the stew shop, and the two standing on the side of the road looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"I'll go over there, see you next time I have a chance."

"I'll go over there, bye."

The two who spoke at the same time looked at each other and smiled, then waved their hands at the same time, turned and left.

Liu Xiaoli who took two steps forward suddenly stopped, remembering that she didn't even have Chen Li'an's contact information, so she turned around and looked at Chen Li'an's back and shouted, "Hey, wait a minute!"

Hearing Liu Xiaoli's cry, Chen Li'an stopped and turned around to look at him, his figure against the light looked extraordinarily mysterious.

Liu Xiaoli squinted her eyes at Chen Li'an, then ran over to look at that pretty face and said, "I don't have your contact information yet, otherwise how can I invite you to dinner next time."

Chen Li'an was stunned, then took out a small book and pencil from his pocket, wrote down his phone number and address and handed it to Liu Xiaoli, saying: "It has my phone number and address on it, but I'm about to move, I'll tell you the new one next time." address."

Liu Xiaoli looked at the note pinched by Chen Li'an's slender fingers, reached out to take it, looked up at him and said, "Okay, goodbye then."

"Goodbye." Chen Li'an waved his hand, turned and left with a smile.

Among the endless crowd, Chen Li'an's tall and vigorous figure was reflected in Liu Xiaoli's pupils, until that figure disappeared, then he put the note close to his body in a sense of loss, turned and left.

On the other side, Chen Li'an was at a bookstall in front of the post office and saw an original copy of The Bridges of Madison County. He reached out to pick it up, flipped through it twice, and bought it for 15 yuan.

It should be shown to Liu Xiaoli, but unfortunately she has already left.

Chen Li'an put away the books, walked briskly into the post office, and mailed out all the things he bought.

I don't know how my second uncle's factory is doing recently. I'll go and see my cousin when I go to Xiangjiang next time. I don't know if I'm in a relationship. They're both 23-year-old girls, so I'm not in a hurry.

She was the only child left in the old Qiao's family in this life, and the second uncle was not in a hurry, which is really puzzling.

After returning home from the post office, Chen Li'an smelled turpentine as soon as he entered the yard. It must be that Bai Qing had already arrived and started painting.

Chen Li'an quickened his pace and opened the door, only to see Bai Qing wearing a tight black sweater, sitting in front of the easel, resting his chin and washing his brushes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, Bai Qing turned his head and glanced and asked, "Why did you come back so late, why did you go?"

Looking at Bai Qing's white teeth, Chen Li'an felt that his wrist was still hurting, and said angrily, "Go to the hospital."

"Stingy man, drive me away, I'll bite you lightly!" Bai Qing took the paintbrush out of the turpentine bottle and swung it at Chen Li'an.

The turpentine on the brush was thrown all over Chen Li'an's body, and it was instantly absorbed by the soft fabric of the clothes, turning into dark spots.

"Bai Qing!" Angrily, Chen Li'an threw the Last Dream of the Covered Bridge in his hand on the table, walked up to Bai Qing and rubbed her little head vigorously.

"Chen Li'an!"

Bai Qing, who was ravaged like a kitten, stood up frantically and chased Chen Li'an to bite him, but just as he opened his mouth, Chen Li'an blocked the murder tool.

Chen Li'an bit Bai Qing's sexy lips and asked vaguely: "Will you still bite me in the future?"

"Bite!" Bai Qing looked at Chen Li'an stubbornly, then opened Xiutan's small mouth and bit Chen Li'an's mouth.

The sound of two people suffering pain, as well as the sound of the easel being hit and rapid breathing suddenly sounded in the room.

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