Inaudible Singer × Invisible Painter
Three years ago, Jiang Qingxing stood on the stage shining brightly.
Three years later, she was sitting behind the stage.
A girl came that day, carrying a cane, and got lost. Before she could stand still, I caught her sitting in the background.
She said: "I'm sorry."
Jiang Qingxing saw what she was talking about and said, "No, it doesn't matter."
She took out her ticket and asked tremblingly: "How can I get to this seat?"
Jiang Qingxing couldn't recognize it and told her, "I can't hear you."
"Sorry, I can't see." She was stunned, pointing to her eyes cutely, and making gestures in sign language.
[Sorry, I can't see it.
Back to the original question.
[How to get to this seat?
So Jiang Qingxing, who could see it, found a staff member to take her to her seat.
Later, Jiang Qingxing also learned her name. Her name was Meng Yingyue. She also knows that she is her fan and is here for herself. Once upon a time, he was still a painter.
She thought that they were both equally unlucky.
Purpose: Our existence has value
