After rebirth, Bai Yueguang fell in love with me at first sight

Cheng Si took this group of energetic people out for fun for several days. They went boating in the morning, had tea and played cards in the afternoon, and strolled around the area when it cooled down in the evening.

Speaking of drinking tea, two days ago, they visited a teahouse. The classmates who were traveling with them were interested in it, so Cheng Si took them in.

The teahouse has a unique scenery. It is a three-story building with a hollow center. The second and third floors are surrounded by a row of railings.

A few people sat and listened to a few songs and found them quite interesting. Just after a segment ended and during the intermission, someone on the stage suddenly fell down holding his stomach. The audience was startled by this sudden accident.

People started talking nearby. Cheng Si and his companions were sitting closest to the back door. They could vaguely hear someone at the door anxiously making a phone call. "Oh, what should we do? Who knew this would happen? No one else is here. Brother Shun, you have to come back quickly. Where are you now?"

"Oh, it'll take some time for this place to calm down. Hey, you come over first. I want to think of a way to calm down the situation." His words were filled with worry and anxiety.

Cheng Si and the others obviously heard the noise. One of the boys suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Xin Yisong, "Songsong, don't you also know how to perform crosstalk?"

Xin Yisong's family members were crosstalk performers, so he learned a lot of crosstalk from childhood. Now someone suddenly mentioned him, and he said helplessly, "I'm just a half-baked one."

"Songsong, why don't you go and help? The jokes you tell are really good." One of the girls who came said. Xin Yisong sometimes said a few witty remarks in class.

Xin Yisong knew that his skills were not very good, but at this moment he heard the anxious voice of the person in charge of the teahouse outside. He sighed and walked out, leaving behind a sentence, "You guys wait."

Xin Yisong didn't know what he said to that person. The two of them walked to other places and disappeared. After a few minutes, a fair-looking young man in a coarse cloth gown came out from behind the stage cloth and walked to the center of the stage without deviation. Although he looked immature, his demeanor was very steady. The scene was full of doubts and was a little quieter than before.

Xin Yisong bowed to the audience and said, "Hello everyone. I believe you don't know me, so I won't mention my name. It would be embarrassing if no one comes to support me."

"Someone is supporting us!!!" Cheng Si shouted.

Xin Yisong pretended to blush and tilted her head, "Ah, don't worry about that. I just wanted to save face so I hired a few Internet trolls to help out. I didn't expect that they actually used the money to do real things."

The audience had just quieted down, and some people who wanted to leave were attracted by this man for a moment. Although they had never seen him before, this young man was very handsome, spoke in a funny and lively manner, and was quite smart, so they did not leave.

Xin Yisong changed his expression to a serious one. "Before we start, let me answer a question for you. Maybe you think this was an accident, but it's actually a story. I'll tell you a simple story." He shook his sleeves and spoke in a clear voice. "You should be familiar with the other brothers in the teahouse, but you don't recognize the new faces. What's the reason?"

Xin Yisong went on, "It's because they have superb skills. I'm not as skilled as them and can only..., can only beat the wooden fish every day. I don't say Amitabha, but I will. Give me a chance." His tone sounded a little sad.

He paused for a moment, and heard faint laughter from below. He continued, this time with a smile, "So it doesn't matter what you say, as long as you are sincere. As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart, so the opportunity has come now."

Someone in the audience shouted "Hello", Xin Song gestured to stop, "I was just talking nonsense, the truth is that Senior Brother Wu gave me a chance to come up and show myself," he said, bowing to another person on the stage, "Senior Brother Yu, you have to give Senior Brother Wu some face later and go easy on my men."

The man immediately added, "Little brother, you are really smart. You always take advantage of other people's opportunities and faces."

"I'm not shy or embarrassed. I'll borrow it first and pay it back tomorrow. After all, it's easy to borrow and pay back, so it won't be difficult to borrow again."

The two of them performed a play in harmony. The audience, who just wanted to leave, turned to listening attentively, and occasionally one could hear the sounds of laughter and cheers from below.

The crosstalk was going on in an orderly manner. The people who came to help out were surprised to see this situation.

The teahouse manager came over and whispered to him, "The student upstairs said he can perform crosstalk, and I couldn't find anyone for the time being, so I let him go up. We'll give it our all."

The man nodded, found a seat and sat down. He listened for a while and smiled. "What you said is quite interesting. He is a kid who can keep the situation stable. The young are really promising." He looked at the boy next to him and saw that he was also looking at the stage. "What do you think, Jin?"

Jiang Jin found a seat and sat down, smiling helplessly, "Uncle, please don't embarrass me, I don't understand these things."

Jiang Jin's family has been a crosstalk family for generations. Although his father's generation has been cut off, he was also brought up by his grandfather when he was a child. Although he doesn't perform crosstalk, he has followed his grandfather to perform thousands of shows, at least hundreds of them.

The man shook his head and sighed, "You, you, why are you..."

At this moment, it was just time for a break. Cheng Si turned around and saw Jiang Jin and the others. He stood up and came over to greet them, "Uncle Shun, Brother Jin, why are you here?"

"Hey, isn't this Cheng Si? Why are you suddenly interested in listening to crosstalk?" When he was a child, Cheng Si often followed Jiang Jin to listen to crosstalk, but he didn't like it. Once he complained to Jiang Jin in a low voice, and his uncle heard it.

This left behind a little story. From then on, whenever Cheng Si came to listen to crosstalk, he would ask his uncle to be there and his uncle would definitely tease him with this. Later, he left the town, but he didn't expect that people would still remember this incident after so long.

Cheng Si smiled helplessly, "I came here with my classmates," Cheng Si pointed to several classmates next to him. Just now, Xin Yisong also came down and returned to the team.

Jiang Shun's eyes lit up, and he asked Cheng Si, "The person on the stage just now was your classmate. Where did you learn crosstalk? Do you have a master?"

Cheng Si uttered an "ah" sound, not understanding what was going on, but still answered, "He is my classmate, and there is a crosstalk performer in his family."

The man showed a disappointed expression when he heard this. "What a pity."

"Uncle, you'd better focus and stop thinking about things that you shouldn't think about," Jiang Jin said with a smile.

"You little brat, do you know how to speak?" The man shook his head.

At this moment, Xin Yisong also noticed Cheng Si. After all, he was still living in someone else's house, so he came over and greeted him politely, "Brother Jin,"

Jiang Jin nodded at him, paused for two seconds, and said, "You just performed a good crosstalk."

Xin Yisong was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't expect this person to say this. He smiled and said, "Thank you."

This was the first time that Jiang Jin said such a long sentence to him, and it was a compliment. After all, they lived under the same roof during this period, so it was inevitable that they would meet, but there was really no communication.

Seeing that they knew each other, Jiang Shun hurriedly spoke to Xin Yisong, "Hello, little classmate. I'm Jiang Shun, Jiang Jin's uncle. I just heard your crosstalk and it was quite talented. Have you considered developing a career in this field?"

"Hello uncle, I actually just learned a little bit of crosstalk, and the words I said were just some trivial things. I'm not that good at it. I don't have the ability to concentrate on this, and I don't have the intention to do it." This was a blatant refusal.

Jiang Shun didn't say anything else and sighed. Young people nowadays don't have the perseverance to learn crosstalk.

Before leaving, Cheng Si only said, "Come and visit us often. You are doing me a favor. Tea is free."

Xin Yisong thanked them, and later at noon they were bored and actually came to the teahouse to sit. Cheng Si’s grandfather had a erhu, and Cheng Si could play a few passages. Among them, Yu Jiajia could also sing and play piantan, and the other girl was more professional and could play the pipa after learning for many years.

A few young men and women were bored, so they made up a half-baked show. They performed it at noon when there were fewer people in the teahouse. It was quite pleasant and they felt that the teahouse was a good place to kill time.

There were a few times when Jiang Jin had nothing to do, and he would take Cheng Si's invitation to take them to travel around the area.

It was quite pleasant in the small town and we had a lot of fun. One day when we were free, Xin Yisong came to find Cheng Si and asked him, "Cheng Si, do you know what Brother Jiang Jin likes?" Maybe he had lived in Jiang Jin's place for too long and felt embarrassed to live in someone else's house for so long, so he wanted to give him a gift in return or something.

Cheng Si actually didn't quite understand the answer to this question, so he shook his head. "I'm not sure either. It happens to be his birthday soon, so maybe we can buy him a cake or something?"

Xin Yisong nodded a little disappointedly when he heard this and sighed, "I brought him some cakes last time but he didn't eat them. He probably doesn't like sweets."

Cheng Si exclaimed "Ah", it seemed to be true. He didn't know much about Jiang Jin, so there was no reference value for him.

"His birthday is coming soon, thank you for telling me this," Xin Yisong didn't know about this. Cheng Si didn't understand why he was grateful to him, but still said sincerely, "Songsong, don't feel burdened." Xin Yisong moved to the next room. After all, it was because he didn't adjust the room properly.

Xin Yisong smiled and shook his head, "I don't have any burden, but now I can really find an opportunity to give him a gift."

Cheng Si nodded helplessly, and the two of them did not continue talking about this topic.

On Jiang Jin's birthday, Cheng Si, as a neighbor who was quite familiar with him, didn't know what to give him, so he simply packed up his favorite albums and gave them to Jiang Jin.

When Jiang Jin received the gift, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it too insincere of you to give this to me?"

Cheng Sigan laughed twice and said defensively, "How can it be insincere? This is my favorite album."

Compared to the casual gifts given by Cheng Si, Xin Yisong's gift was very unique. While Jiang Jin was away for two days, he asked someone to paint the walls of Jiang Jin's old house with a new coat of paint, and called a few idle friends to plant flowers in the deserted yard.

The old house instantly came alive and was eventually given away as gifts in the names of several classmates.