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Chapter 1008 The most rare bland and ordinary

Broadway Street.

In the theater.

Jun Qing looked sideways again and looked towards the entrance of the theater.

At this time, less than ten minutes before the opening, and the seats beside her were still empty.

Withdrawing her gaze, she took out her cell phone that was silent from her bag.

The screen on the phone is empty, there are no missed calls, and no unread messages...

A palm stretched over and landed on her shoulder.

Jun Qing looked sideways, facing Di Lin’s deep ink eyes.

He didn't say anything, but she understood everything.

Nodded gently, stuffed the phone back into his handbag, Jun Qing sat upright, and placed his eyes on the stage.

In any case, this is her moment of glory, and other things can only be let go.

Time passes slowly.

At this moment, there were only five minutes left before the musical began.

At the entrance, the two rushed up the steps.

The lights reflected the figures of the two, and their young faces.

Unlike others who wear suits and ties and wear gorgeous clothes, this man and a woman are wearing casual clothes, while the woman is wearing a pair of sports shoes.

A staff member came over and stopped the two of them.

"Sir, Miss, sorry, you two... please show your ticket."

Feng Chen raised his right hand and stuffed the ticket into the other party's hand. Before the other party could check the ticket, he had already pulled Feng Chen into the door.

"Sir, your ticket!"

The staff stood speechlessly at the door holding the inspection ticket.

Because the performance is about to begin, the venue is very quiet.

The sound of the two rushing into the theater was a little obvious.

Hearing this voice, Di Lin turned his face and his eyes fell on the two men and women who were rushing down the steps, looking left and right. His heart relaxed, and his big hand raised to support Jun Qing's shoulder.

"lightly!"

Jun Qing turned his face and looked at Di Lin's gaze.

I saw Feng Chen and Feng Nuan standing at the steps not far away. As they hurriedly ran in, both of them had some chests undulating.

Her eyes met the pair of night sea-like eyes, and she was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her lips raised.

His eyes fell on the girl, and Feng Chen also smiled.

At that moment, the aches and small complaints in my heart seemed to disappear in an instant.

His mood was actually a relaxed feeling that he had never been before.

Walking over, he stood in front of Di Lin and Junqing, "Sorry, I'm late."

Jun Qing chuckled and shook his head: "It's not too late, the performance has not started yet!"

Such a calm tone, such a simple conversation...

It’s like two old friends who meet every day, ordinary and ordinary—the most rare ordinary and ordinary.

"Sit!" Di Lin raised his right hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Okay, thank you!" Feng Nuan thanked with a smile, pulled Feng Chen over and sat on the two empty chairs.

The lights dim above my head and the performance is about to begin.

Emperor Lin pulled Jun Qing to sit back.

In a moment, the stage lights up and the performance begins!

It is inconvenient to speak at this moment. Di Lin gently patted the girl's back of her hand. Jun chuckled and pinched his fingers as a response.

Next to it, Feng Nuan looked sideways and blinked at Feng Chen with the light on the stage.

Feng Chen raised his hand and gently pinched her face.

The next moment, Jun Qing and Feng Chen almost turned their faces to each other.

On the stage, the lights flashed, reflecting the smile on the other person's face.

Di Linhe Feng Nuan, who was sitting beside Feng Chen, also tilted his head and looked at it, smiled, and leaned back on his chair.
Chapter completed!
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