Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu were still in the Great Hall.

Zhao Xiaohong, who was looking for a drama department, met Liu Xuxu.

"Aunt! Why are you in school?"

Zhao Xiaohong ran to Liu Xuxu excitedly and walked with her.

"I am the off-campus consultant of your school drama club. Come and help them proofread the script."

"Off-campus consultant of the drama club? Aunt, you are a Taoist nun, a writer, and you usually like to be a mediator, and now you are a drama consultant. What part-time jobs do you have? Tell me in one breath."

Zhao Xiaohong completely forgot the purpose of wandering around and began to be curious about Liu Xuxu's multiple identities.

Liu Xuxu smiled mysteriously and looked at Zhao Xiaohong's belly.

"Auntie, I also know a traditional craft."

“Traditional craft?”

"My aunt's grandmother has worked as a midwife before, and she can deliver a baby to others."

Zhao Xiaohong was confused, "Isn't delivery a baby a job as an obstetrician and gynecologist in the hospital?"

"When there was no occupation as an obstetrician or gynecologist earlier, the midwife was responsible for the birth of a child."

"If you are interested, how about letting your aunt deliver you at home in the future."

Good guy.

When Zhao Xiaohong heard this, she remembered that Liu Xuxu was a lay Buddhist in Yue Lao Temple.

Being a matchmaker, praying for blessings, getting married, and having children is planning to take care of the major events of life in one stop.

As they spoke, the two of them could already see the school gate.

"But you don't even have a boyfriend now. It's too early to say this. Maybe the two couples who stayed in the drama club will be much earlier than you."

"By the way, where is the drama club now? I haven't been there once after joining the club last semester?"

"In the Great Hall where you run the Open School Conference, your two friends are there."

"I got it, goodbye to my aunt."

When Zhao Xiaohong found out the location of the drama club, she no longer accompanied Liu Xuxu and ran towards the conference hall.

After a while, Liu Xuxu walked to the school gate and saw the security guard sitting in the duty room with a lollipop in his mouth, saying hello.

"Second uncle."

"Yeah, let's go."

"Yes, my second uncle came to Yue Lao Temple to sit in."

"Um."

Uncle Liu nodded and watched Liu Xuxu leave.

...

In the Great Hall, the drama department had just proofread and organized the script, and the people participating in the performance were still familiar with the script.

As the president of the drama club, I hold a notebook in my hand and use stage props to coordinate the overall script.

Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu can also be regarded as joining the drama club.

Since he was responsible for the music on the stage, Qiao Yang asked Yang Xiaoyu to read the electronic script for him and record it on his mobile phone. Those soundtracks should be selected appropriately.

"Xiaoyu, I don't know why you read it, but it makes me feel much more than the software that comes with your phone."

Qiao Yang had just confirmed the opening track of the first show, and couldn't help but sigh when he looked at his phone.

Yang Xiaoyu was particularly happy when she heard this.

"Because I imagine you and I are the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the script."

"Uh...when I didn't say anything, you keep going."

When Yang Xiaoyu is with him, she always becomes ambiguous when she has a very ordinary conversation.

Qiao Yang really admires Xiaoyu’s point.

Only Xiaoyu is his sister, and he can barely accept it. Once he thinks of other girls talking to him like this, he will get goose bumps all over his body.

Sure enough, women are all troublesome creatures.

Qiao Yang was just muttering in his heart, and Zhao Xiaohong jumped in from outside the gate of the city hall.

"Ah, Honghongte from the Drama Department is here to report... Xiaoyu, I finally found you, you and Qiao Yang are in love again."

Zhao Xiaohong ran towards Yang Xiaoyu and Qiao Yang happily.

Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu sat side by side in the first row of seats. As soon as she ran over, she supported the table with her hands, looked down at Yang Xiaoyu and then at Qiao Yang.

Then a meaningful smile began to appear on his face.

There is no doubt that Zhao Xiaohong is the type that Qiao Yang doesn't like.

"While playing, the drama club is rehearsing the May Day show. Since you are from the drama club, you can find a role to play."

It felt that Zhao Xiaohong was a little annoying, and Qiao Yang waved his hand like he was chasing a fly.

"Are you scheduling a drama? It sounds quite interesting. I'll go and see... You continue to have a deep love between brother and sister, and I won't disturb you."

Zhao Xiaohong looked around. Everyone was indeed busy. She left a sentence with a smile, and then ran to find Xiao Xiao.

"Let's continue... why are you blushing? Are you having a fever?" Qiao Yang asked Yang Xiaoyu to continue reading the script, but found that her face was blushing, and reached out to touch her forehead.

"No...I'll keep reading." Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and hid her little thoughts.

‘The deep love between brother and sister’ said Yang Xiaoyu was in a state of mind.

They have done things that many couples have not done, and they have done things that many couples have done.

It was like taking a shower together. When she was five or six years old, she took a bath with Qiao Yang. There was a moon-shaped scar left by chickenpox on Qiao Yang's arm, which she still remembers.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoyu's gaze slowly moved to Qiao Yang's left arm.

Qiao Yang couldn't help but ask her in confusion:

"Xiaoyu, what are you thinking?"

"Take a shower together...well, I didn't say anything."

After accidentally letting go, Yang Xiaoyu hurriedly covered her mouth.

“…”

"Forget it, it's getting late, so I'd better go back to study it myself at night."

When she was with Xiaoyu, she actually remembered that when they were taking a shower together, Qiao Yang couldn't hold back the expression on her face.

I also thought of things that I shouldn't have thought about.

"Can you sit for a while?" Yang Xiaoyu was a little reluctant to stay alone with Qiao Yang.

Now it is impossible to think about the stage soundtrack, so Qiao Yang simply stood up.

"Then let's go and see what Zhao Xiaohong is doing."

Just now, when Yang Xiaoyu was distracted, Qiao Yang felt that their direction was a little noisy.

...

Xiao Xiao is not as harmonious as Qiao Yang.

When Qiao Yang brought Yang Xiaoyu over, he could already describe it as a mess.

"Why don't I let me play the role of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's child!" Zhao Xiaohong widened her eyes and looked at Xiao Xiao angrily.

Xiao Xiao was also annoyed by Zhao Xiaohong, and pointed at Jiang Ran and Yuhua not far away with red neck.

"Do you think they can give birth to a child as old as you?"

"Why can't I be precocious, it's better than using two mutants instead."

Zhao Xiaohong shook the two 'children' in her hand

If it was a child, he would probably be strangled to death.

"Do you understand the stage effect? ​​When the students saw that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl's children were two mutants, they could only smile."

"If you want to go on stage, you will add lines to you. Whoever you don't know will treat you as a child? It would be nice if you don't act like a mistress."

When talking about the "miss three", Zhao Xiaohong was completely exploded.

"You are the mistress. I haven't found a boyfriend yet. How can you slander people for nothing?"

When Xiao Xiao heard that Zhao Xiaohong didn’t have a boyfriend yet, she was stunned for a moment, and her tone eased a little.

"I don't mean anything. Why don't you play the cow that Cowherd? It just so happens that the props and clothes are not yet set, so I can find someone to customize it for you."

"I don't want to act like a cow. I'm leaving. The drama club is really boring."

Zhao Xiaohong shook her head and no matter what Xiao Xiao thought, she left the conference hall alone.
To be continued...