What? Did he report it under his real name again?

Chu He looked at Chen Zhe in surprise.

"Yeah, haha, I have been planning to find Brother Chu for a long time. I have to sign you up." Chen Zhe said with a smile.

"Even if you have planned it for a long time, you are very fast. No wonder everyone says you are a quick shooter."

Chu He said with a sigh.

"Who the hell said I was a fast shooter? This is an insult to me!" Chen Zhe was angry.

"Don't be angry, everyone is praising you!" Chu He laughed.

Chen Zhe was speechless. . . . .

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"Sister Xue, I've taken care of Chuhe's side. He will go to Magic City after finishing his family affairs. You ask Aunt Wen to prepare the contract and the house. It is best to be close to the kindergarten for the convenience of his daughter. Go to school, let me tell you, Brother Chu’s daughter is so cute, oh, she’s so pink and she talks in a baby-like voice, it makes me want to have a daughter!”

While driving, Chen Zhe explained the details of his trip to Yucheng to Wen Renxue.

"I know, Aunt Huanwen is ready to receive the same treatment as Sister Ruojing.

I have several houses in Shanghai. When the time comes, let them choose. If they like it, I can lend it to them.

His daughter is so cute when you say it makes me want to go back and take a look, but it doesn't matter, I'm almost done here anyway. Let’s take a look at it then. hey-hey. ",

Wen Renxue was lying on the chair in the nanny car and Chen Zhetong noticed the two white and tender little feet moving restlessly.

Chen Zhe was told to drive safely and the two hung up the phone.

Chen Zhe wants a daughter? I don’t know what my daughter with Chen Zhe will look like in the future. But their daughter must be the cutest little doll, right?

Oh, I'm so embarrassed.

Wen Renxue covered her face with embarrassment as she thought about it, looking at Xiaoyu for a moment. She didn't know what was wrong with her boss! ┗|｀O′|┛.

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Chen Zhe drove with stops and stops. At noon on the third day, he slowly arrived at Zhengcheng, Nanhe Province, and found the Zhengcheng City Opera Troupe according to the address.

Ask the old man at the gate about the person he is looking for.

"Uncle, are you still here? I want to ask someone, is Xu Shuning here?"

Chen Zhe looked at the sleepy old man on the chair at the door, afraid that he would say something

"Ma What Mei?"

"Oh Daoning, she's not here. She went to perform with the team in the countryside."

Fortunately, the old man was not deaf and gave the answer.

Chen Zhe asked the old man for his detailed address and thanked him.

Get in the car and turn on the navigation. Hey, it’s quite far.

He thought for a while, found an inconspicuous restaurant and had a meal of authentic local specialties, and then drove on the road with satisfaction.

In the evening, he found the place where Xu Shuning and the others went to perform in the countryside. He didn't even have to look carefully. He heard the sound of opera coming from the speakers from a long distance away.

At this time, the sky started to rain.

Chen Zhe parked the car, slung his bag over his shoulder, lit a cigarette, held an umbrella, and walked over slowly.

A humble stage,

and the sparse crowd in the audience,

This is probably the current situation of traditional opera.

It's not the New Year yet, and most of the young people in the village are working outside, leaving only some children and the elderly left behind. Times are changing, and traditional culture has been shattered by the impact of foreign culture. The only audience left for traditional opera is these old people.

Except for some well-known local opera troupes that received government funding, in recent years more and more opera troupes have been unable to make ends meet, and not a few have disbanded.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the sparse crowd began to become thinner and thinner.

The people on the stage were still performing seriously despite the rain. It is said that no matter whether it is windy or rainy in Cairo, the actors have to perform until the end even if it rains.

Now it seems that it should be!

Chen Zhe looked at the wet actors in costumes on the stage. He couldn't understand what they were singing, but this did not affect his appreciation of the charm.

"it is good...."

He was fascinated by it, and it wasn't until the song ended and the actors took their bow that he woke up from a dream and clapped loudly!

The applause also caused the actors on the stage to bow to him.

It’s hard not to notice a young man standing in a crowd of two or three kittens holding an umbrella!

Chen Zhe also smiled and nodded at them. Then he saw an old man opening a cloth bag and throwing some money on the stage. Only then did he remember that such rewards were also a tradition in local opera.

Usually when the actors finish their performance, some audience members who think they sang well will throw money on the stage, commonly known as tipping.

Chen Zhe walked under the stage, took out a handful of hundred-dollar bills from his crossbody bag, and carried cash with him for emergencies. This was a habit he had developed in his previous life, and it came in handy now!

When he was about to throw it away, he saw that the stage was wet, so he stretched out his hand and handed it to the actors, gesturing for them to pick it up.

The actors were shocked when they saw the wad of big bills in Chen Zhe's hand, because they had never seen such a generous reward several times a year. But according to the rules, they can't reach out to take it.

"Thank you, thank you. Just throw the reward on the stage." An actor clasped his hands together and said thanks.

Chen Zhe suddenly felt moved when he looked at the actor whose costume was soaked and still adhered to the old rules of his ancestors.

He threw the money towards the stage, then reached out and took out a wad of money and threw it on. He rummaged through the bag again, took out a few packages of 1949 and threw them out.

He was so dissatisfied that he touched again and took out a car key. He hesitated for a moment!

When they saw Chen Zhe taking out the car keys, they all laughed and waved their hands quickly: "You can't do it, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

"This is really impossible, hahaha."

Chen Zhe also smiled and put the key back into his bag.

The actors picked up the reward and were about to thank Chen Zhe again when they saw him walking up the steps on the side. He took out a handful of hundred-dollar bills and motioned to the male and female actors just now to bow their heads.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that this young man wanted to reward the two actors.

According to the old rules, the rewards still on the stage belong to everyone, and everyone has a share.

If a reward is given to one person individually, it belongs to the actor himself.

Commonly known as "jackpot"!

Everyone was surprised. This handsome young man had already rewarded five or six thousand, and now he would also give the actor a jackpot. It was really a big deal!

The male and female actors were stunned for a while before quickly lowering their heads. Chen Zhe carefully inserted the hundred-dollar bills into their hats one by one, and did not stop until their hats were full.

The two actors returned the favor solemnly. In today's society, many of the old rules handed down have been criticized as bad habits, criticized in large numbers, despised, and abandoned.

Chen Zhe's move made the actors feel respected.

It's not for money, it's this kind of respect that makes everyone feel warm.