I'm not a theatre god

The person outside the door was none other than the police chief, Wang Jincheng, who had just "killed" the 6 of Hearts two days ago.

"What? Didn't your boss Lin say that I will always be a distinguished guest of Jinghong Tower?"

Wang Jincheng did not wear the uniform of the police station today, but wore loose plain clothes. He looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile, "I have been on vacation for the past two days, and I happened to hear that your theater opening was quite lively, so I thought Come and listen to a song and support Boss Lin, won’t you lose my place?”

"Well, there is! There must be! Please wait a moment."

Kong Bao scratched his head anxiously, took out the seating chart and searched carefully.

Wang Jincheng's status is at the top in the world of mortals, not to mention that he is closely related to Chen Ling. It is indeed impossible to take back what Chen Ling, a distinguished guest of Jinghong Tower, said. Today, since Wang The director came to support him in person, so Kong Baosheng naturally had to make room for him no matter what, otherwise wouldn't it be a slap in the face to his husband?

"Yes! Someone from the furniture store came over just now and said that their boss had something to do and he couldn't come today." Kong Baosheng immediately made a stroke with a pen, "The seat is in the first row. Come with me."

Kong Baosheng took Wang Jincheng into the theater and came to a certain seat.

"You sit down first. Our husband is still preparing backstage. I guess I won't see you until the performance is over." Kong Baosheng said.

"No need to bother, I'm just here to join in the fun." Wang Jincheng waved his hand casually, "You go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

"Okay, then you can call me anytime if you need anything."

After Kong Baosheng finished speaking, he hurried to the entrance of the theater.

Wang Jincheng brushed the dust on the chair with his sleeves, then slowly sat down. At the same time, he looked at the figure sitting next to him and smiled politely.

"Hello."

"Oh, hello, hello." Jian Changsheng also smiled and nodded.

The two sat side by side in the first row, looking at the empty stage, and the air suddenly fell into silence.

Audience expectation value 3

Backstage, Chen Ling, who was dubbing with Li Qingshan, suddenly froze in place when she saw a line of small characters floating in front of her eyes.

His expression suddenly became alert, and he looked around suddenly, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" Li Qingshan asked in confusion.

"No, it's okay."

Chen Ling, who didn't notice anything strange, shook her head with a strange expression.

“I don’t know why I suddenly felt an ominous feeling.”

Off stage.

Club J, Heart 9, Spades 6, and Wang Jincheng sat together without saying a word.

The first two were listening carefully to the conversation behind them, trying to find some useful information. Jian Changsheng was hesitant to talk to the person next to him to see if he could use anything useful.

But to be honest, Jian Changsheng is not Chen Ling, and it is not easy for him to talk in stereotypes. He even doesn't know how to speak.

"Aren't you three together? Why aren't you talking?" Wang Jincheng suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward silence.

Jian Changsheng was stunned, "Oh, we are not together. I am not familiar with them."

"No wonder you look quite introverted."

"Uh, hehehe."

"what do you do?"

"You don't have any serious work, so I'm just hanging out with you?"

"I don't have much work now. I just take vacations and play around."

"Wow, that's quite comfortable."

"Yes, I was too tired from work some time ago, and I finally solved all the troubles. I want to relax." Wang Jincheng breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes full of contentment.

"Then we're almost the same." Jian Changsheng smiled helplessly, "I wasn't having a good time some time ago. I've been worried all day long but I wanted to go out and relax today."

"Hahaha, then we are quite destined."

As Wang Jincheng spoke, he stretched out his hand to Jian Changsheng. The latter was stunned for a moment, and then he took the opportunity to hold it.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Just as the two were talking, the auditorium was already full. Kong Baosheng picked up the small fruits he had prepared early, placed them on the table between the first few rows of chairs, and announced that the performance was about to begin.

At this time, outside the theater, a car parked slowly. A girl in a goose-yellow dress opened the car door. When she heard it was said that the performance was about to start, she trotted towards the theater with her skirt in hand.

"Miss, miss, oh, please slow down, don't fall." Uncle Quan followed Huang Xuyue in a hurry and said helplessly.

"Uncle Quan, didn't you say that I can do it myself?"

"You can do it yourself, I'm not worried."

"Come and send someone to the special envoy. Why are you worried? Is there any safer place in the world than here?"

Uncle Quan glanced at Huang Xuanyue, who was dressed in a costume, and opened his mouth, "You can't say that, I'm not worried about you, forget it, it's nothing."

When Kong Baosheng saw someone else coming in, he stepped forward and planned to stop them, but after Huang Xuyue took out a "Deed of Sale" between "Lin Yan" and Huang's consortium, he opened his mouth in shock.

"You mean you are Mr. Lin's boss?"

"Yes." Huang Xuyue put her hands on her hips, "He is an artist under my banner. Isn't it okay for me to come and listen to him sing? My little child, quickly arrange a place for me."

"Okay, please wait a moment and I'll get you another chair."

A minute later, Huang Xuyue also sat in the first row.

Huang Xueyue's sitting down attracted Wang Jincheng's sideways glances. Naturally, he knew the young chairman of Huang's consortium. He remembered that he was Lin Yan's boss. Thinking about it, it made sense for Huang Xueyue to appear here.

On the other hand, Huang Xuyue was very surprised by Wang Jincheng's appearance, but she still nodded politely with a smile.

Jian Changsheng thought it was time, and asked casually, "Oh, by the way, have you read today's newspaper? What's going on in the Twilight Club?"

"It's nothing special. It should have been written clearly in the newspapers." Wang Jincheng's lips raised slightly, "Actually, it's okay. The Dusk Society is not as scary as the rumors say, but it is really crazy to do things, especially that one, I mean , the 6 of hearts mentioned in the newspaper is even more sinister and sinister.”

"That's right! You think so too!!"

Wang Jincheng's words directly resonated deep in Jian Changsheng's heart. Every time he thought of the physical and psychological trauma that Chen Ling had left on him, he felt heartbroken. Jian Changsheng looked at Wang Jincheng beside him, as if he were meeting a close friend!

"Um."

Wang Jincheng paused for a moment and smiled calmly, "But fortunately, he will never appear again from now on."

After Wang Jincheng finished speaking, the lights in the theater were extinguished one by one, and darkness enveloped the entire auditorium. The originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent and looked towards the center of the stage.

The faint moonlight falls from the hollow roof, like coating the stage with a layer of silver, making it look like a dream.

The next moment, the melodious drama melody sounded from behind the stage, like a silver bottle being broken, directly hitting people's hearts. Under the curious and expectant eyes of everyone, a man wearing a theatrical robe and stepping on the moonlight slowly walked onto the stage from the darkness.

The moment I saw that person's face clearly,

The apple Jian Changsheng had just stuffed into his mouth rolled to the ground with a thud.