I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 400 Song Yan, where have you been?

The farce ended, and the gongs and drums on the stage started to sound again.

The house was full of guests, drinking and drinking.

The young man in the green robe was nowhere to be seen, and in Qiao Yuan's room, there was a girl wearing a bird green embroidered cheongsam.

The big soft black waves are pulled up low by a simple silver hairpin, and the broken hair beside the ear sets off the laziness of the girl.

Su Shao was originally the kind of person with stunning looks, exquisite and soft features, and aggressive wildness.

When wearing this cheongsam, the wildness has subsided a little, and it is more charming and charming, just like the beautiful spring scenery on the banks of the Qinhuai River, soft and attractive.

The stiletto heels on her feet set off her already pretty figure even more exquisitely.

The cheongsam has slits, and following the steps of the high-heeled shoes, you can see the slender white legs under the cheongsam with a hazy style, very lazy.
Su Shao, who was wearing a cheongsam, had just arrived at Qiao Yuan's vestibule when a series of astonishing gazes fell on her.

Su Shao seemed to be unaware that anyone was looking at her. Her eyes flew wildly among the seats, but she still couldn't find the familiar figure.

A trace of uneasiness flitted across the small face with exquisite makeup.

He raised his eyes, regained his energy, and walked over to a group of anchors who had just live broadcasted Peking Opera in the courtyard.

"Everyone, you've worked hard today."

When the big anchors saw the girl with such an amazing appearance approaching, their hearts were pounding.

"Uh, are you?"

Su Shao raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you see me on the stage just now? You also broadcast my Xu Xian live!"

exactly!
No wonder it looked familiar.

"Miss Su!" A big anchor with millions of fans held out his hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm really happy to see such a lively and interesting Peking Opera today. At the same time, I also admire you. Such a strong sense of responsibility!"

"This is my mother's last wish." Su Shao lowered her head, hiding the wry smile on her face.

"You guys probably don't have much interest in Peking Opera. I really worked hard tonight." After speaking, Su Shao took out a dozen bank cards that he had prepared earlier from his handbag, "A little heart."

A little thought?
Give a bank card?

Is this the world of the rich?

"Miss Su, although when we first came here, we really couldn't understand why the Young Master wanted us to broadcast this kind of thing, and we even complained about it, but after watching the Peking Opera you performed, when we learned about the cultural background of Peking Opera, we were really surprised. Inspired."

"Maybe one day, live streaming will start to go downhill like Beijing opera. It will not be so popular, and it will not be well-known by the audience. I hope that by that time, I can stand up bravely like you and continue to pass on this culture. go down."

"Thank you." Su Shao was very touched. After all, when you do something, it is better to have someone silently supporting you behind your back than to struggle alone. Everyone cooperates."

"First of all, I wish the broadcast a good luck!"

""Big Brothers Playing and Singing Quyi" is going to be a duck, I will definitely live broadcast in advance to warm up."

"When I arrive, I will follow every issue!"

"Me too! I really like the Hua Dan who sang Tsing Yi just now. I want to pick him and let him make his debut."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Su Shao walked to a quiet corner and started calling Song Yan.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Su Shao really started to feel flustered, she didn't understand why Song Yan's person couldn't be found for no reason.

Obviously he was looking at her in this corner just now, and smiled at her so softly!

But now?
The person disappeared, and the phone call was not answered!
Song Yan, where have you been?
　Come on, get a recommendation ticket, tomorrow there will be wheels crushing you

　　


(End of this chapter)