Entertainment begins with Charlotte's troubles

Lin Xun, who was idle and bored, was driving around the street. When he passed the overpass, he saw a house on fire. There were a lot of people queuing up, and most of them were girls.

Wearing a mask, he lowered the brim of his hat and looked over. It was Deyun Club, and the sign on the side said the character who appeared today.

He didn't know anything else, only Yue Yunpeng was familiar.

In the current cross talk world, apart from Guo Degang, I am afraid this is the hottest one. A song of five rings is very popular.

He doesn't make sense about luck.

Standing behind the line, Lin Xun lined up to buy tickets.

He has never heard of it in the cross talk garden when he grew up so old, and he is still idle, wanting to try it.

In his previous life, he had watched the cross talk between Guo Degang and Uncle Yu many times on his mobile phone and computer.

While queuing up, Lin Xun found a spirited guy turning around him, looking left and right, but he didn't make a sound.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Xun glanced at a dialect.

In the three northeastern provinces, this is a fight, but this is Yanjing, and generally people can talk but not fight.

When a conflict occurs, before you can do anything, the other party will lie on the ground and display WeChat and Alipay.

The young man didn't say a word, with some disappointment in his eyes, he turned and left, came back after a few steps, glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "Are you Lin Xun?"

Can this be recognized?

Lin Xun touched his face, wondering if he should wear a helmet next time he went out.

"It's really you, I'm your fan, die-hard fan!" The guy was very excited, "Do you want to buy tickets? Come with me, I can buy internal tickets."

Half-believing, Lin Xun followed the young man, and the two entered through the side door, all the way to the ticket office.

The guy took out the money and said to the inside: "Brother, I have a friend who wants to listen to cross talk, can you accommodate me?"

"No problem, I'll make you a good seat."

Although the garden has its own rules, it is no big deal to walk through the back door if there are no relatives or friends.

Just pay for a ticket.

Anyone who wants to go whoring for free without paying is not allowed, and even Uncle Yu's friends have to buy tickets when they come.

In Lao Guo's words, eating steamed buns for free is too shameful, and he doesn't cherish those who come in without spending money, and feel that it's a loss to sit until twelve o'clock if they spend money.

Holding the ticket, the boy turned his head and said to Lin Xun, "Are you really Lin Xun?"

It seems that I was afraid that the ticket would be in vain and paid to the wrong person.

"If it's fake, it's guaranteed." Lin Xun pulled off his mask and took out his mobile phone: "Thank you for helping me buy the ticket, and I will transfer the money to you."

"No, no, no, I'm an actor here, you can come to support me, this time I invite you, next time you come, you have to pay for it yourself."

They insisted not to, and Lin Xun didn't force it. It can be seen that this guy wears a famous brand and is a man who is not short of money.

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"The ticket price here is really not cheap."

Walking in, Lin Xun said.

He saw it just now, and this one is in his hand. It costs more than 1000 yuan, which is comparable to front-row tickets to a first-line singer's concert.

The young man giggled and said, "The master said that we raised the price to give our colleagues a bowl of food."

The most popular cross talk in the country is their family, not one of them.

Counting back more than 100 years, no one can have such a large scale as Deyun Society, and it has become so popular.

If their ticket prices are ordinary, no one will go to other cross talk gardens, and they will close sooner or later.

"So hot?"

"Actually, it's not our cross talk that has become popular. The brothers are saying that cross talk is still a minority today, and it's my master who is popular."

Lin Xun nodded silently, this is the truth.

Lao Guo is really popular, and there is nothing to say about his professional ability. If there is a history of cross talk, his name will definitely occupy a very strong part.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest person in modern cross talk.

Different from the traditional ideas of the older generation, he knows how to innovate. It is said that cross talk has developed more than 150 jokes today, and he has created more than 20 in the past 600 years.

Deyun Society cannot leave Lao Guo, and many viewers come for his name. If they leave him, this yard will be abandoned.

"Brother Lin, I'm going backstage to change clothes, so I won't give them away, see you later." Approaching the backstage, the guy smiled and said, "By the way, my name is Qin Xiaoxian. Come here and report my name in the future. Let's go!"

Qin Xiaoxian?

Looking at his back, Lin Xun was confused.

No wonder it looked familiar.

This is one of the apprentices that Lao Guo has favored for a few years. He has appeared on many variety shows, followed the idol route, and attracted a lot of fans.

"Brother Yue! Brother Yue!" Excitedly ran into the backstage, Qin Xiaoxian excitedly said, "Guess who I just saw?"

It took so long before his excitement broke out, and his previous calmness was all fake.

How can you lose your composure in front of idols?

"Who is it?" Yue Yunpeng, who had already changed into his coat, cast a glance.

He has been to the Spring Festival Gala, and he has never seen any big scenes. In the past two years, it has been variety shows and movies, and he has known many celebrities.

"Lin Xun!"

"Who?"

"Lin Xun, it's in the field."

"Fuck, is it true or not?" Many people opened their mouths.

Lao Guo encourages his apprentices to innovate. They not only tell jokes on stage, but also sing occasionally. Lin Xun is a must.

He is famous, popular, and has good songs, so everyone keeps rubbing against him.

Some netizens joked that he is the invisible pillar of Deyun Club.