The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

Xie Yan and Mr. Shun finished talking about storytelling, and then made an appointment with Mu Xiuxiu to go to the theater to sing drum books in a few days. When they returned to the theater, it was almost dark.

Shopkeeper Liu has been paying attention to the movement at the door, seeing Xie Yan coming back, he hastened to greet him, and whispered the ins and outs of the troubles that came to the theater on Wednesday during the day.

Xie Yan frowned. He didn't expect that a waiter in a tea house who had long been unfamiliar with him would know his secret. If it wasn't for Wednesday's lack of brains and impulsive self-exploitation, this matter might not be so easy to solve.

"Mr. Xie, why don't you want to tell the public that you are the presenter?" Seeing Xie Yan's expression, shopkeeper Liu knew that he had done the right thing in handling Wednesday, but he still didn't understand why Xie Yan was like this.

Xie Yan sighed helplessly when she heard the words, shook her head and smiled, "It's not that I don't want the public to know that I am the presenter, but it's not the time yet."

Shopkeeper Liu was puzzled, "I still don't understand."

"Uncle Liu, you were in the tea house business before, and you are the most well-informed group of people in Hankou City. According to the rumors you have heard these days, what does the person who does not know the truth look like in the imagination?"

"This..." Shopkeeper Liu vaguely understood something.

Xie Yan then asked, "In the popular imagination, the present is a man in his 40s and [-]s who is knowledgeable and has an outstanding status and has a certain background in studying abroad, right?"

"But Mr. Xie, you do have such ability."

"That's because you have been in constant contact with me and have a certain understanding of me, but most people don't have such an opportunity. They can only guess from the external conditions such as my appearance, age and background." Xie Yan shook her head, "We have to admit that in many cases, invisible age discrimination and status prejudice exist in all aspects of society."

"In today's public perception, the presenter is a erudite gentleman in his 40s and [-]s. Everyone admires him, likes his books, and believes in the ideas he expresses... But if you suddenly tell them, the presenter is just a teenager. What about the unknown boy with no background?"

"Most people's first reaction must be unbelievable, and then they have to try to understand who I am, and as long as I don't meet their expectations, they will start to doubt whether my identity is true or false, or I wonder if the book I wrote is that good... At that time, the name of the presenter will undoubtedly fall into the center of public opinion, and if someone with a heart deliberately guides the slander, then things will get out of hand."

Xie Yan paused at this point, "Let's take the simplest example. If you ask a world-renowned university scholar to publish an article that can be rated six points, even if it is not that good, it will still be attached to people's minds." The aura of a university student is blown into ten; and if you give it to a young man with little achievement, even if it has a passing level, it will be regarded as worthless."

"This theater borrows the name of the presenter, and borrows Mr. presenter who is knowledgeable and talented in everyone's hearts, not a young apprentice adopted by Bai Luoqiu." Xie Yan finished the last sentence, "Uncle Liu, what are you doing now? do you understand?"

"I understand." Shopkeeper Liu said, looking at Xie Yan with even more admiration. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have never imagined that there would be a teenage boy as wise as Xie Yan.

"Then Mr. Xie, are you planning to hide this name forever and let it be the revealer in the hearts of the public?"

"Of course not." Xie Yan smiled, "If this is the case, it would be too tiring to carry such an obvious weakness all the time."

"The current Xie Yan's most famous identity is just Bai Luoqiu's junior apprentice. The future is not certain. When Xie Yan's name can be compared with the current one, and then reveal to the public that they are the same person, wouldn't the effect be better? "

"..."

Shopkeeper Liu was silent for a few seconds before cupping his hands, "Mr. Xie, I'm convinced."

"Uncle Liu, you're welcome. I haven't done business, so I have to rely on you more for the theater." Xie Yan shied away, and changed the topic, "By the way, Uncle Liu, you just said that Wednesday was taken away by the Wen family. ?”

"Yes, the guy in charge said his name is Yan Lin, and you will understand as long as he tells you that name." Shopkeeper Liu nodded, "Mr. Xie, are you going to Wen's house for an interrogation on Wednesday?"

Yan Lin is Wen Heng's capable partner. When Xie Yan heard this name, she immediately thought of Wen Heng. People who have just fallen in love always don't see each other every day. They just met each other last night, but Xie Yan I always feel that he hasn't seen Wen Heng for a long time.

"It's not urgent, I don't worry that Wednesday is in the hands of Wen's family." Xie Yan said after a half-second, "I just want to ask Uncle Liu if you know where Wednesday's family lives, even if Wednesday is an asshole, we can't just watch His mother had an accident and was arrested on Wednesday. It is not easy for the old man to be alone. If his mother is really sick, I will help."

"Mr. Xie, you are really kind and kind. If I were in my place, I might not be willing to take care of the young and old in the family of the person who just threatened me." Shopkeeper Liu sighed.

"Wednesday's house is not far from Furong Street, just over 20 minutes away. I've met his mother a few times, and asked her to wash clothes for her. She's a very talkative old lady. I don't know what she did to raise a kid like Wednesday. Nizi. I originally planned to wait for you to come back, and then go to his house to have a look after finishing business. Since Mr. Xie is interested, let's go together."

After Xie Yan and shopkeeper Liu settled down in the theater, they set off for Zhou Zhou's house. Xie Yan's ability to recognize the way is good, and he can remember the outline of many roads once he walks. Follow shopkeeper Liu, the closer to the destination, Xie Yan felt that this route was more familiar.

After walking to an alley, Xie Yan finally confirmed why this place looked familiar.

"Uncle Liu, is there a tailor shop in this alley?"

"Yes, this tailor shop is affordable and the price is fair, and many artists from Wicker Lane come here to make clothes." Shopkeeper Liu said and remembered, "Mr. Xie, your bamboo cloth coat is made here, right?"

"It's here." Xie Yan looked at the alley, but what she thought of was not the tailor shop, but the old lady who happened to be mending clothes in the cold wind when she was making clothes that day.

I remember the owner of the tailor shop said that the old lady was called Zhou Ma, who lived nearby, because her son was not filial and had to work outside for a long time...

Xie Yan suddenly had a guess in his heart, on Wednesday, Mother Zhou... He shook his head, hoping that things were different from what he had guessed, otherwise the old lady would have suffered too much.