I'm not a theatre god

“Six of Hearts??”

The 9 of Hearts seemed to have remembered something, and his expression became more and more exciting, "That boy does seem like someone who would do such a thing... But, how did he, a third-level person, deceive the entire world of mortals? Even [Floating Life Painting] ] They were all deceived!”

"I don't know, but it's definitely him!! I guarantee it with my life!"

Jian Changsheng's tone was absolutely firm.

Jian Changsheng knew Chen Ling so well that he could even figure out in his mind the scene where Chen Ling was secretly laughing after he played the whole world around. He probably received his own request for help... no, daily exchange letters, and then returned to the world of mortals. domain.

"With that guy's vigilance, he probably noticed our predicament immediately, and then secretly plotted to surround Wei and rescue Zhao... I bet that he must be hiding somewhere now, sneaky. Look here!" Jian Changsheng immediately guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

Plum Blossom J, who had never seen Chen Ling before, touched her chin and said suspiciously:

"This 6 of hearts is really as evil as you say..."

"He's very evil. You'll know when you see him."

"But didn't the newspaper say that he had died violently?"

"Oh, you tell me this...he died eight hundred times if not a thousand times in the newspapers. Just don't believe it when you see this kind of news." Jian Changsheng shrugged.

"I bet that even if everyone in the world dies, this guy will definitely be the last one alive."

Listening to Jian Changsheng's description, Meihua J became even more interested in Chen Ling.

"Then where is he now?"

"……good question."

Jian Changsheng scratched his head helplessly.

"This guy's whereabouts have always been strange. Every time we meet, he takes on a new identity. I don't know what role he is playing now, or what big things he is doing quietly..."

…

In the warm sunshine of the early morning, Chen Ling yawned lazily.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the handrail on the second floor, feeling the gentle breeze blowing, his eyes looking in the direction of the casino, his red clothes swaying lightly in the wind.

"The weather is really nice..."

Chen Ling sighed, holding a copy of the latest newspaper in her hand, and started reading it casually.

All police supervision on this street has been removed, and his identity has been completely cleared. Even if he lies in front of the handrail for a day, no one will notice him. There is a breath of freedom in the air.

The headlines of today's major newspapers are, not surprisingly, the news of the destruction of the Dusk Society in the main city of Hongchen. It occupies two pages, half of which is an accusation that [Heart 6] is crazy, cunning and cruel, and was finally arrested by the police. The story of the righteous killing of the Bureau Chief.

"It's been a long time since I've been on the headlines... I really miss it."

Chen Ling folded the newspaper at random. Just as he was about to go back and sleep for a while, a commotion came from the theater door below.

He looked down doubtfully and saw a group of people gathered at the door, whispering something, and there seemed to be many people on the street looking around. After seeing the sign of the theater, they also Keep getting closer to here.

Chen Ling's brows rose slightly. He turned back and walked down the stairs. He saw that the door of the theater had been squeezed open, and many curious eyes were looking into the theater through the crack in the door.

"Is this it?"

"This is it, Jinghong Tower!"

"Where is Lin Yan? Is Mr. Lin Yan here? When will he perform?"

"Can you book the seats in your theater in advance! I have money! Book me a seat quickly! I want the front row! The one closest to Mr. Lin Yan!"

"What are you doing?! I was here first! Get in line!"

"I came to the door and squatted at six o'clock in the morning! I heard Mr. Lin Yan sing a song outside the manor yesterday and I didn't sleep all night. Today I have to sit in the front row no matter what! Take a look at this Mr. Lin Yan What a beauty!”

"Do you think this actor Lin Yan is really as good-looking as in the photo? Why does it feel a bit fake to me..."

"We'll find out when he comes out and takes a look!"

"..."

It was still early in the morning, and the entrance of Jinghong Tower was already crowded with people. If the door had not been locked by Kong Baosheng, I am afraid these people would have entered the theater directly.

At this time, Kong Baosheng's thin body was leaning against the door and said hurriedly:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Everyone! Listen to me!"

"Our husband is still resting, and the performance in the theater has not started yet. Please be patient. When our husband wakes up and arranges the performance schedule, we will notify everyone of the performance immediately..."

Kong Baosheng talked hard and finally managed to close the door tightly. He wrapped the chain tightly with his backhand several times to ensure that it could not be opened with brute force, and then he sighed exhaustedly.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Ling standing at the top of the stairs, looking at this place in surprise.

"Sir! You finally woke up!" Kong Baosheng said in surprise.

"Baosheng, what's going on outside?"

"Guests! They are all here to hear you sing!" Kong Baosheng's eyes were full of excitement, "Sir, you are popular! Our theater is popular!! Didn't you read today's newspaper?"

"Look..."

Chen Ling was startled, as if remembering something, and unfolded the newspaper in his hand again. After turning over the pages about Dusk Society, a huge headline came into view:

"The Sound of Heaven's Opera: Top-notch Opera of the New Generation - Jinghong Tower Forest Banquet"

Next to the title, there is a snapshot of Chen Ling standing on the stage of Beidou Birthday Banquet, wearing a red dress fluttering in the wind, with a few drops of crystal on her wet black hair, outlining half of her beautiful profile.

This seems to be an article written by a reporter attending a birthday banquet. Every line expresses high praise for Chen Ling's opera, and deliberately compares him with the old opera veteran Li Hanxiang, belittling the latter as worthless, and I interviewed several high-ranking officials, directors, and celebrities who attended the banquet. They all spoke with absolute top praise and expressed that they would like to hear him sing if there is a chance in the future.

In short, in this article, Lin Yan, an actor in red, has been touted as a leading figure in the red world of opera, representing the new generation of opera culture trends.

Of course, the impact of pure words is limited. The key is that the photo captured by this reporter is so perfect. This profile photo alone can attract the attention of a large number of people. In addition, I heard Chen Ling outside the manor yesterday. There are many opera singers, and "Jinghong Tower Operator Lin Yan" has become a hot topic in Hongchen Entertainment.

After Chen Ling read the entire article, she stood at the stairs in a daze, her eyes filled with astonishment...

He had thought that after singing at the birthday banquet, he would attract some attention from the society, but he did not expect that it would make such a big fuss. At this moment, Chen Ling finally understood why there were so many entertainment news in the main city of Hongchen...

In this city where people are entertained to death, any relevant hot spots are likely to trigger a large amount of traffic and wealth. A drama or a newspaper can set off a huge wave of fanaticism and sweep towards Jinghong Tower!

Lin Yan, the actor in Jinghong Tower, became famous overnight and became very popular.

Even though the door of the theater was closed, the noise outside was even louder. More and more people came after reading the newspapers and heard the news to watch this mysterious theater. The crowds even blocked the streets. The water is blocked!

“We want to listen to Mr. Lin’s opera!!”

"Hurry up and open the business! We have money! We just want to see Mr. Lin!"

"Lin Yan! Lin Yan! Lin Yan!!"

"..."

Seeing this, Chen Ling rubbed her temples bitterly, feeling a little dizzy for a moment:

"What the hell... accidentally became famous?"