Deyun's salted fish, China Entertainment's superstar, the god of the game circle

Chapter 108 Zhang Lei
There is a relatively prosperous commercial street near the orchard roundabout in Beijing and Tongxian County.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, most of which are for catering, and a small number of Internet cafes, hotels, and billiard halls.

Zhang Lei came here a month ago and found a job at a fly restaurant called Chengdu Xiaochao.You can eat and sleep in the store at night.

The restaurant is very close to the billiard hall and Internet cafe, and the business is good.Zhang Lei is responsible for collecting dishes and serving dishes every day.It is also necessary to deliver food to the guests who call the Internet cafe to order food.A lot of work, but little money.

But he can't help it, it would be nice if a minor can find a place that dares to use you!

Chongqing Fried Vegetables is a mom-and-pop shop, the boss is in charge, and the proprietress supports the front desk.The two couples are both in their 40s, and they regard this employee with red lips, white teeth and handsome face as a junior.The staff meals he ate were as spicy as the two of us, with vegetables and meat, and he was given a free bottle of soda to drink when business was good.

But there is nothing to do with wages. They are all hard-earned people, and they have to pay as much as they should.

The kid Zhang Lei usually doesn't like to talk. When he has nothing to do, he either reads the newspaper or watches people play billiards at the table next door to the billiard hall.

This morning I went to the newsstand to read the newspaper again, and bought a copy for the first time.Then I didn't say much all morning.After three o'clock in the afternoon, the store is not busy.I went to watch someone play pool again.

The two shop owners sat in the shop to rest and chat while watching him.Seeing that the player asked him to help set the ball, he gave him another cigarette, and he lit it up and smoked on the side.

Eating cigarettes is nothing to the people of Sichuan Province.Unexpectedly, a man suddenly came over and slapped Zhang Lei directly on the back of the head.The smoke was blown away.

The boss and his wife hurriedly got up and ran over: "You're making claws, beat someone with a bang."

The beating man turned his head, and the two saw that he was only about twenty, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, he didn't look like a good man at first glance.The boss took another step forward: "What?"

Zhang Lei, who still bowed his head silently after being beaten by the man in sunglasses, looked at the boss who was standing in front of him, one head lower than himself, and said kindly, "I'm sorry, I'm his uncle, and I was disciplining him just now."

Hearing that he was speaking Mandarin, the boss also switched to Trump and said, "You mean Shi Shu is Shi Shu! I'm still his boss. Why haven't I heard of such a Shi Shu?"

The man in sunglasses looked helplessly at Zhang Lei who was still silent, and said, "Zhang Yunlei, can you even call someone?"

Zhang Lei seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally called out in a low voice, "Uncle Tang."

The man in sunglasses looked back at the boss and said with a smile, "You heard me, I'm really his uncle. I didn't lie to you."

The boss asked puzzledly: "Isn't he called Zhang Lei? Why is he Zhang Yunlei again! Besides, even the uncle can't beat anyone casually."

The man in the sunglasses explained patiently: "Zhang Yunlei is his stage name, and he is learning to sing. Singers have to protect their voices and can't smoke, so I couldn't help but hit him just now."

"It's like this, no wonder you both clatter your heads. This singing place really shouldn't smoke. Oh, it's not good for this kid to eat spicy food these days. I just wanted to give him something to eat, but I didn't think of it." The restaurant owner also blamed himself.

"You don't know, it's not your fault." The man in sunglasses said, "Why don't I talk to him first?"

"Okay, but don't do it again."

"Okay, okay, I promise not to do anything." The man in sunglasses sent the boss and his wife away.

Turning around to Zhang Yunlei, he said, "Come with me." His tone was not so good.He was Tang Deyan who came to look for Zhang Yunlei.

Zhang Yunlei had seen the scene of Tang Deyan confronting a gangster, so he was really afraid of him.Followed to an empty corner.

Tang Deyan turned around and asked, "Didn't you just dump your warehouse? This guy eats chili and smokes, so he doesn't want his throat anymore?"

Zhang Yunlei stood with his head bowed, looking a little lonely, but he didn't speak.

"What's the matter, dumb? You still imitate others to serve the dishes, and everyone who carries the dishes runs to the Deyun Society, but you, the Deyun Society, come to serve the dishes, is it preposterous?"

Zhang Yunlei lowered his head a little more, but still didn't speak.It made Tang Deyan really want to kick him, thinking why this kid is so stupid!It used to be a pillar, and I couldn't sing anymore, the gap is a bit big.As for giving up on yourself and making yourself like this?But seeing how pitiful he was about to cry, he didn't let go in the end.

After talking, he said, "Okay, let's go. Go back to Deyun Club with me, your master misses you."

"I won't go back." Zhang Yunlei finally said the first sentence after meeting, his voice was crying.

"What's the matter, are you going to serve people the plate for the rest of your life? Or go to the billiard hall to serve people the ball, and then learn how to smoke, drink, and perm your head? After studying for so many years, you don't want to talk about cross talk anymore? Don't you want to go on stage again?"

Zhang Yunlei still didn't speak, lowered his head, and kept wiping his tears with his sleeves.

Seeing Tang Deyan's teeth itching, there was nothing he could do.After wandering around the spot twice, he said, "Okay, I'm afraid of you, so if you don't want to go back to Deyun Society, go to my place to do odd jobs. My place is big, and I need someone to clean up the room. I can teach you to sing a few verses if I have nothing to do."

Hearing this, Zhang Yunlei's heart was moved. He didn't care about tidying up and cleaning the room, but this Uncle Tang's willow work was really nice.If you can learn from him. . . .He suddenly thought of his own voice that couldn't even sing a high note, and the light in his eyes just shone and then disappeared.

Tang Deyan saw that he was obviously tempted, and suddenly returned to his previous appearance, so he continued to persuade him helplessly: "You are losing your position, and it's not like you will always be like this in the future. Let's say that you can't sing even if you are like this in the future, and you can still be on stage after practicing the basic skills of cross talk. Come to me to polish it, and when you feel that you can do it, you can go back to Deyun Club and it's over."

Seeing signs of Zhang Yunlei's heartbeat again, he was afraid that he would think about anything else, so he said domineeringly: "That's it, go back and pack your things and follow me."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Your master is usually very busy, and basically won't go to my place. Hurry up and pack up."

After speaking, he grabbed Zhang Yunlei's sleeve and walked to the restaurant. He felt that Zhang Yunlei did not resist.It's just that I can't save face and don't take the initiative.Psychologically hehe: I basically won’t go, but it’s not that I definitely won’t go!This stubborn donkey still likes cross talk after all.

"Boss, thank you for your care these days. I will take him away and let him go back to learn art."

"Study art is good, learn a craft, and you can have food wherever you go."

Tang Deyan and the store owner chatted cheerfully while watching Zhang Yunlei who silently packed his luggage.On the bar was the newspaper that Zhang Lei had read in the morning, and it said, "Guo Degang, Tang Deyan made another 22 comebacks, and proved with practical actions that they want to give the best to the audience!"

(End of this chapter)