I, strive for the prosperity of the motherland! 【system】

It was almost the end of the month, so Su Xing took Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Fang and others to the Grand Theater to see the venue, costumes and props in advance. The elderly people were all very satisfied.

Three days before the performance, Su Xing posted another Weibo.

Wake up V: "Everyone is welcome to come to the Beijing XXX Grand Theater on the afternoon of May 5 to watch the Pingju performance. You can bring your relatives and friends who like opera with you. "

Her fans tend to be relatively young, and she is worried that there won’t be enough viewers. However, some netizens’ elderly family members would probably want this kind of performance, right?

She hopes that some old opera lovers will come to watch the performance.

On the afternoon of May 5, Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Fang and other performers went to the Grand Theater for an advance rehearsal.

Su Xing had an exam in the morning and a comics class in the afternoon, but she asked for leave from the class.

In the afternoon, she went to the Grand Theater with Old Mrs. Qiao and others to watch the preview.

Su Xing discovered that in addition to Old Mrs. Qiao and the elderly people in Sunset Red, there were a few new faces among the performers.

Old Mrs. Qiao said to her, "Those are the people your grandmother Fang contacted. They were all old guys who had learned opera in the troupe and survived that era. These are the only ones we can contact. Most of them have specialized in their fields, but there are two with good education who are enrolled in a certain school and occasionally teach opera."

Su Xing nodded, "So that's how it is."

Old Mrs. Qiao pulled Su Xing forward and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see some people."

Su Xing followed obediently.

As Mrs. Qiao introduced them, Su Xing called out, "Grandpa," "Grandma."

These old people all smiled lovingly at Su Xing.

"This is Xiao Su. I always hear Lao Qiao and Lao Fang mention him. This time I finally see him in person."

"This little girl is so pretty!"

"I heard that Xiao Su is studying at Beijing University? That's amazing!"

Su Xing felt embarrassed by the praise from these old people, but he tried hard to keep a calm and decent smile on his face.

An old lady suddenly said, "Xiao Su is so interested in opera? There are not many young people who like these nowadays."

Su Xing immediately said, "I'm quite interested. I believe that more and more young people will like opera culture in the future."

She plans to create comics related to opera, hoping to attract more young people's attention, so that everyone can understand and read them, and gradually have a better understanding of opera culture and become more interested in it.

Su Xing talked with several elderly people, and they all liked this smart, beautiful, modest, and very studious girl.

When they heard that she was going to make some opera comics, they all said that if they wanted to know anything about opera, they could ask them at any time.

Soon, several more numbers appeared in Su Xing's contact list, and those who had WeChat were also added to his WeChat account.

The rehearsal began and everyone entered the performance state.

Su Xing was in the audience, watching the performance with great concentration.

In the evening, Su Xing had dinner with these elderly people, and then she sent Mrs. Qiao home. It was almost seven o'clock when she returned to school.

As soon as Su Xing arrived at the dormitory, he heard the WeChat notification sound ringing.

She took out her cell phone and saw that it was a message in the group chat between her and some high school friends.

She clicked into the group chat.

Sweet Orange is the Sweetest: [Guess where I am! (Expression: dancing)]

Each piece is as big as a fist: [Don’t guess.]

Huang Xiaowen: [(Expression: eating watermelon)]

Orange is the sweetest: [Cut!]

Fei Er: [Share: Location]

Zheng Fei directly sent a location link in the group. The address showed that it was in Beijing. Judging from the location, it was only more than half an hour's drive from Peking University.

Sweet Orange is the Sweetest: [Ah! Zheng Fei, why are you so naughty! ! I shouldn’t have brought you here! ! ! ]

Faye: [Who needs you to lead me? It’s not like I don’t know the way. I just happened to be on the same flight with you.]

Orange is the Sweetest: [You really deserve a beating! So annoying!]

Pieces as big as fists: [You guys came to the capital?]

Huang Xiaowen: [(Expression: surprised)]

Yanyan: [Ahhh! Why did you go to Beijing? Aren’t you taking exams? I want to go too! But we’re so busy! Why are you so free!!]

Fei Er: [We are not idle either, we squeeze out time, hehe~]

Sweet Orange is the Sweetest: [Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends, so I just took two days off to come out. (Expression: making a yah)]

Yanyan: [(Expression: crying)]

Su Xing browsed through the chat history in the group, then quickly tapped the keyboard and sent a message in the group.

Can't you wake up? [Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming to the capital?]

Can you not wake up: [Wait for me, I will pick you up.]

Fei Er: [We also made a last-minute decision today and came right after we bought the tickets.]

Sweet Orange is the Sweetest: [No need to pick me up, we have already left the airport and are in a taxi, and will be at your school in a short while.]

Can I stay awake? [Okay, then send me the license plate number.]

Pieces as big as fists: [Have you booked a hotel?]

Orange is the sweetest: [Uh... not yet.]

Pieces as big as fists: [I'll order it. Su Xing, Wen Wen, you guys go downstairs and meet at Shaoyuan Hotel.]

Su Xing and Huang Wenwen both agreed in the group.

Su Xing put his phone in his pocket and turned to leave.

"Old Four, where are you going again?" Gao Yang asked curiously when he saw Su Xing was about to go out again just after returning to the dormitory.

Su Xing said: "Two of my high school classmates have come to Beijing from Shanghai. I'm going to meet them."

"Oh, go ahead then."

Su Xing left the dormitory, and the other girls in Dormitory 306 prepared to pack up and go to study.

"Why did Su Xing's high school classmate come to Beijing at this time? Don't they need to prepare for the exam?" Zhang Caifeng pushed her glasses and asked puzzledly.

Pei Shiqi said, "Maybe everyone is like Su Xing, and can get an A+ without reviewing?"

Gao Yang, "What are you talking about? How many people like Su Xing are there in this world? I guess he is just tired from studying and wants to relax for two days."

……

Su Xing, Zhang Xueyan, Huang Wenwen and others met at the entrance of Shaoyuan Hotel.

Shaoyuan Hotel is located on the campus of Peking University. It usually receives people who come to attend academic conferences or for training and further studies, as well as some experts and international students, as well as candidates and visitors.

Basically not open to tourists.

It is exam month now, there are not many visitors on campus, and there are many empty rooms.

Su Xing and her friends booked a standard room as Peking University students.

Huang Wenwen laughed and said, "If they live in the same room, won't they fight?"

Zhang Xueyan said: "They have been fighting since they were young, so these two days won't make a difference."

Su Xing looked at Zhang Xueyan, then at Huang Wenwen, and inexplicably felt that they were deliberately trying to put on a good show...

After booking the room, they went to the school gate to pick someone up.

Soon after they arrived at the school gate, they saw a taxi driving towards them.

Su Xing was sharp-eyed and saw that the license plate number was exactly the number that Tian Cheng had just sent in the group.

"Here they come."

As soon as Su Xing finished speaking, the car stopped in front of them.

The two rear doors of the car opened almost at the same time, and two pretty figures ran down.

"Here I come, my dears, did you miss me?"

Zheng Fei opened her arms and rushed towards Su Xing and the others.

"They must be thinking of me the most!"

Tian Cheng pushed Zheng Fei aside and hugged Su Xing, Zhang Xueyan and Huang Wenwen one by one.

Zheng Fei was trying hard to squeeze in.

"Drip-"

The driver honked, "Do you want your boxes back?"