Bian Xu came to the theater alone. As soon as he entered the theater, he saw a group of audiences who should not have appeared in the audience - all actresses from Nanba. They probably came here to watch the fun before lunch break.

Bian Xu walked into the orchestra and heard the conductor teasing: "Look at your girlhood, so many of them are just visiting you."

Bian Xu followed the commander's gaze and swept around the audience: "More?"

"Oh, you guys are very upbeat. How many single actresses are there in the dance troupe? There are only 20 people here. Do you want all the staff to come?"

Bian Xu didn't say anything and started rehearsing with the orchestra.

One afternoon, people came and went in the theater. A group of actors who had just finished rehearsing came, and a group of actors who had just finished rehearsing came in and out in groups.

At three o'clock, the commander asked everyone to have some afternoon tea to rest.

Bian Xu looked down on the refreshments, left the theater and went out to get some air. After walking around, he saw a little girl standing beside the theater door, looking inside.

Bian Xu looked at her from a distance for a while, pulled the corner of her mouth and walked behind her: "Little sister, what are you looking for?"

Liang Yixuan suddenly turned her head, as if she was shocked by him again, just like on New Year's Eve.

"I didn't look for anyone..." She put her hand behind her and shook her head.

Bian Xu said in a long tone: "I didn't say you were looking for a 'who'."

Liang Yixuan pursed her lips in embarrassment, lowering her eyes as if she was thinking about what to answer.

Bian Xu felt a little compassion, put his head aside and smiled, relieved her: "Look for me?"

Liang Yixuan nodded with a tough forehead, lowered her head and stared at the ground and said, "Teacher Bian, do you still remember me..."

"Let me see your head and ask me if I remember you, why, it's very special about your head and your head?"

Liang Yixuan quickly raised her head and stood up straight.

"Oh—" Bian Xu frowned as she looked at her face, "I don't remember, who are you?"

Liang Yixuan shook her head awkwardly: "It's okay, then don't bother Teacher Bian." As she said that, she owed to him, turned around and left.

Bian Xu tskated softly: "Don't I remember your call to Uncle?"

Liang Yixuan stopped and turned around, breathing a sigh of relief: "You remember what I said..." She walked back, and handed a pocket towel respectfully with both hands behind her back, "I'll give you this."

Bian Xu lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

“I’ve washed.”

"But it's still too late?"

Liang Yixuan said embarrassedly: "You left in a hurry that day. I forgot to ask you for contact information. Later, I asked people in the school and they all said that our school does not have you, and I don't know where to look for you..."

Seeing that she explained it seriously, Bian Xu asked with a funny look: "Did I say you were back then?"

Liang Yixuan was stunned and seemed to react: "Oh, I recognized you when you first came to the dance center more than half a month ago, and thought I would give you back. Last weekend, I heard from the group that you would come to the dance center to rehearse. I brought you that way, but you didn't come..."

"Is it still blamed me?"

"No," Liang Yixuan waved his hand, "It's my question. If I go to ask the dance troupe teacher, I should be able to ask them to contact you, but I think you may not care about this pocket towel, so I'm not in a hurry..."

"Who said it? This was passed down by my ancestors."

"Really?" Liang Yixuan raised her head in surprise.

"Or else I can remember you for half a year?"

Liang Yixuan changed several expressions in an instant - she seemed to not believe it, but at the same time she saw that he was speaking so seriously, she had to believe it.

"Then I should give it back to you earlier." Liang Yixuan handed the pocket towel forward again.

Bian Xu asked without answering the question: "Little sister, are you an adult?"

Liang Yixuan shook her head: "It's still half a year away."

"No wonder it's so easy to cheat."

“…”

Bian Xu pushed the pocket towel back: "No need to return it, keep it as a souvenir."

"……commemorate?"

“Not rare?”

"No, Teacher Bian's things are of course very precious," Liang Yixuan politely took back the pocket towel, "Then thank you Teacher Bian... I'll go back first."

Bian Xu nodded and walked into the door. As soon as he stepped into the theater, he saw a staff member hurriedly approaching him and handed him a cell phone: "Teacher Bian, you have a phone number."

Bian Xu looked at the three words "Xu Yifeng" on the caller ID and answered the call.

"Brother, how are you thinking about the song "Rosabella" you asked last time? I really think I can sing it well, brother, please give me this song."

"I'll talk about it in half a year, and I can't send it if I give it to you now."

"Ah? Why?"

“The impact is not good.”

"Brother, you're covering up your ears. The lyrics of your song have not had a good impact for many years."

"That's different," Bian Xu turned around and looked at the direction Liang Yixuan left, "at least the heroine is adult."

4

On August 8, 2015, at 3:00 pm, Nanhuai Dance Center.

The smoke filled the stage and the theater fell into a haze.

Today is a rehearsal between the orchestra and the dance troupe. Just after the rehearsal was complete, Bian Xu left the orchestra and walked to the audience to rest. As soon as she sat down, she saw a little girl bringing a bottle of mineral water to him: "Teacher Bian, thank you for your hard work, let's drink some water."

During the rehearsal, the dancers were all wearing formal costumes. Bian Xu glanced at her outfit and recognized the character she played: "Are you a group dance?"

The little girl nodded in surprise: "Yes, Teacher Bian."

"You guys are very idle in group dance?"

“…”

The little girl looked at the starring actor who was listening to the teacher's review of the performance: "It's relatively empty..."

"Why are you empty?" Bian Xu glanced behind her.

The little girl followed his gaze and saw several other group dances at the stand. She said in shame: "I'll go and work hard right away..."

Bian Xu leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, and vaguely heard the little girl talking to other groups of dancers-

"Oh my God, Bian Xu is so scary. I was so scared that I shivered and accidentally brought the mineral water back."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm disliked and I'm not doing my job."

"Didn't Teacher Qin ask you to take the water? Go and explain to him!"

"Forget it, I don't dare to go, whoever dares to go..."

"Then I dare not, otherwise, if you go, you have spoken to him?"

Liang Yixuan's voice came vaguely: "...He may just don't want to drink, so he'd better not bother him."

Bian Xu opened his eyes and cleared his throat.

Yu Guangli saw the girls coming over when he heard the sound. He raised his hand, pulled his bow tie, and cleared his voice again.

Ten seconds later, Liang Yixuan walked up to him with a bottle of mineral water: "Teacher Bian, Teacher Qin asked us to bring you water."

Bian Xu raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Why, you don't have any opinions on your own?"

"..." Liang Yixuan seemed to be choking by him, "I do see that your throat is uncomfortable."

Bian Xu then took the water, saw Liang Yixuan turn around, and then called the person: "Liang Yixuan?"

"Yes." Liang Yixuan turned around and nodded.

"Do you know where I've read this name?"

Liang Yixuan showed doubts on her face: "Where?"

"You Nanba are on the list of people who buy my vinyl records through the back door."

"..." Liang Yixuan froze in front of him as if struck by lightning.

Bian Xu slowly unscrew the mineral water bottle cap and smiled: "Little sister, you are not honest."

5

On August 15, 2015, 9 pm, Nanhuai Dance Center.

The sky was drizzling, and the whole city seemed to be wiped by a rainbow, with a vast fog.

The performance ended successfully. When Bian Xu was about to leave the theater, he was surrounded by a group of actresses with makeup in the backstage.

"Teacher Bian, are you leaving now?" asked the girl who led the lead.

Bian Xu glanced at these people: "Is there anything wrong?"

"We want you to sign..."
To be continued...