This year was a year of turmoil for De Yun Society. His favorite disciples, He Yunwei and Cao Yunyin, chose to withdraw from the society at the most difficult time, so there was no one left in the society.
Old Guo had started performing at the Little Skybridge back then, and now he had established a crosstalk club and settled down in the capital. He had made these disciples famous, but it just so happened that at the most difficult moment for De Yun Society, one of them had forgotten his kindness and the other had betrayed his loyalty.
He Yunwei, in particular, even publicized to the media that he had drawn a clear line with Old Guo. He even removed the word "Yun" from the Deyun Society's seniority and called himself He Wei.
Since the establishment of De Yun Society, the limelight had been too strong, so much so that the storm this time was probably the secret pressure of those so-called famous people who usually smiled.
Old Guo was so anxious that he couldn't sleep well. He sighed in the study room alone. Actually, the main blow wasn't on the outside, but on the disciples inside.
Strong grass can be seen in the strong wind, and loyal officials can be seen in the rigid wind!
It's good to go, it's good to go ~~
His disciples were also anxious like ants in a hot pot. Some of them had already quietly planned to follow these two examples and leave De Yun Society, while some of them still obediently did their part.
In terms of storms and waves, Old Guo had fought his way out of a mountain of blades and a rain of arrows to create the De Yun Society that he was today. If such a small storm could knock Old Guo down, he would be underestimating him and the De Yun Society.
Old Guo and Uncle Yu were the pillars of white jade in the Deyun Society, the purple golden beams that supported the sea!
Right now, Grandpa Yu was still running his own horse farm in the capital, taking care of some business. The storm at De Yun Society was nothing in the eyes of this wise man. What Grandpa Yu was worried about was that his old buddy would not be able to step over that threshold, and that his disciples would all turn against him.
However, there was nothing he could do. The young man's lineage really could not be compared to He Wei and Cao Yunyin.
How to create a path would depend on Old Guo's choice. Grandpa Yu would fully support it anyway!
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"Hiss…"
In the middle of the night, Guo Xuanlin woke up in his doghouse, feeling dizzy. Even drinking alcohol couldn't make him so dizzy.
He thought that the headache was about to disappear, but then there was another wave.
Memories flooded into Guo Xuanlin's mind.
This was the original memory of this body. In this world, he was the son of Old Guo and his ex-wife. His name was Guo Xuanlin.
Coincidentally, he had the same name and gender as him. However, compared to this person, his previous life's depression did not need to be mentioned.
Old Guo still had some assets in Deyun Society, but as his eldest son, he was not born with a golden spoon like what the outside world thought. The rules and regulations in the family were very strict, so he was beaten a lot. However, this taught Guo Xuanlin what it meant to respect his teachers.
When they ate at home, Old Guo's disciples would eat first, and as the eldest son, Guo Xuanlin had to eat last and clean up the dishes.
This had been the case before he was sixteen. Now that he was over sixteen and had just turned eighteen this year, Old Guo's attitude towards him had changed.
He had dropped out of school when he was still in middle school. He was not cut out for studying and had instead chosen crosstalk. His talent was only average, and it would take him more than a week to learn a single verse. As for basic skills like reporting the names of dishes, there was no need to mention them. Like father, like son.
Of course, Guo Xuanlin, who had come from another world, felt that his memory was not bad. After all, he had graduated from a liberal arts major, so reciting was a piece of cake.
Even crosstalk wasn't just about good grades. Talent was very important.
There was also a memory regarding the current situation of Deyun Society. Guo Xuanlin had been practicing hard for a long time since he dropped out of school, but his basic skills were so-so. At present, he probably had not even been able to perform the smallest crosstalk performance. Old Guo felt that he still needed to train him for a period of time!
Man's plans are not as good as God's plans. Previously, there were some cases of disciples of De Yun Society beating people up. It was originally a civil case that could be handed over to the Duke's Mansion for judgment. However, it set off a huge fishing wheel on the Internet. It was as if it was targeting De Yun Society and Old Guo.
Everyone was panicking. Deyun Society had not opened for business for three days.
Old Guo sat alone in the study. None of his disciples dared to disturb him, let alone Guo Xuanlin.
On stage, Old Guo was eloquent, but at home, Old Guo might not even be able to talk to his family for a day!
He didn't know why he had transmigrated here, but Guo Xuanlin felt that everything that happened had a reason. The feeling of being depressed in his previous life was too low and too aggrieved.
Similarly, the original owner of this body was also holding his breath. He did not want the world to think that the Guo family was like a tiger father, like a dog son. He also wanted to stand out and needed a chance to prove himself.
However, Guo Xuanlin didn't know how to do crosstalk, and his talent might not be much better than the original owner. How was he going to prove it? The opportunity was reserved for those who were prepared and capable.
"Ding, the host has woken up. The god-level crosstalk system is loading. Do you agree?”
"System?" Guo Xuanlin was shocked, but what followed was ecstasy.
When the heavens were about to place a great responsibility on a person, they would first arrange a golden finger for the system!
"Agreed!"
Following that, Guo Xuanlin felt as if his entire body had been washed by running water. It was still the middle of summer, and there was only a fan in his room. There was no air-conditioning, but the scorching summer air was instantly dispelled.
It felt so good ~~~
Before Guo Xuanlin could get rid of that mysterious feeling, the system's mechanical voice sounded in his ears again."The God-level crosstalk system has been successfully installed. Guo Xuanlin could provide attribute inquiry.”
"Sure enough, there are attributes. Come, come, show me!”
In the next second, a virtual projection appeared in front of Guo Xuanlin.
[Host: Guo Xuanlin]
[Identity: Deyun Society's reserve team (to be promoted), Deyun Society's eldest son, Old Guo]
[Skill: None]
[Reputation Points: 100]
Miserable, miserable, miserable. She was indeed a widow. Other than the eldest son of Old Guo from Deyun Society, who was in purple, the others were all in white.
Having a good father was indeed the first step to success!
"What's the use of these 100 reputation points?”
Guo Xuanlin muttered to himself.
"Host, these Reputation Points can be used to exchange for some items to increase your ability. The first time the system uses points to exchange, you can get a 10% discount!”
"Alright, I'll see what I can exchange for.”
He was really giving away a pillow when he was sleepy. A discount was equivalent to 100 reputation points being able to buy an item worth about 1000.
Guo Xuanlin threw himself into the dazzling array of system stores.
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