Guo Xuanlin, who was at the center of the internet storm, did not know at this moment that he did not even have a smartphone. He did not have a V-blog or anything. Yue Yunkun did not need to be mentioned either. He did not know how to use his phone even if he had one.
Guo Xuanlin and Yue Yunkun took the subway back to Deyun Society!
On the way, if Guo Xuanlin wasn't afraid that others would call him a lunatic, he really wanted to laugh out loud on the spot.
If you were to ask why, when Wukong finished singing late and returned backstage, the system notification sounded again."Ding! Congratulations to the host. The mission has reached a new level. The completion rate is SSS rank! 5000 Reputation Points have been awarded!"
5,000 Reputation Points. Guo Xuanlin had been worried that he would not have many skills. Now that he had 5,000 Reputation Points in his hands, advanced skills would cost around 1,000 Reputation Points.
Was that equivalent to Guo Xuanlin being able to exchange for five advanced skills at any time?
He couldn't help but feel excited. Guo Xuanlin tried his best to suppress his excitement. Now that he had Reputation Points, he had to control himself even more. He couldn't spend them recklessly. He was a crosstalk actor, so he had to start from the four basic skills of speaking, learning, teasing, and singing.
He already had advanced skills in talking and singing, so Guo Xuanlin estimated that he would have to start by "learning" the two types of skills.
Later, he would lie down in his kennel and exchange for the most beneficial skills in the system store.
The speed of the subway was still fast. In half an hour, the two of them had already returned from the suburbs. When they arrived at the subway station, Yue Yunkun picked up the bicycle that was locked in the parking garage and drove Guo Xuanlin back.
Unlike before they went to the theater to perform, the two of them were obviously in a better mood this time.
He felt like he had returned home in glory when he returned to Deyun Society!
Yue Yunkun himself thought that today's performance was really wonderful. It was a loss for his master and his fellow disciples not to see it. He also firmly believed that gold would shine. He would work hard and strive to perform in the suburbs in the future, and then in the Third Ring Road.
His wish was that simple!
"We're here. Senior Brother, rest early. I'm going back.”
Guo Xuanlin said to Yue Yunkun as he got down from the rear carriage.
"Alright, Xuan Lin, let's work together again next time?”
"Sure, as long as Master agrees, we'll be iron partners!”
In the crosstalk industry, especially in stand-up crosstalk, it was not easy to find a partner who could get along well.
Guo Xuanlin smiled and waved goodbye to Yue Yunkun.
On the way home, Guo Xuanlin was in high spirits. He carefully combed through his performance today and felt that he had controlled himself quite well. Other than the lack of experience in his first crosstalk performance, he had performed very well in almost everything else.
Especially when the media and Internet trolls were rendered speechless. It was the most satisfying. It was still twenty thousand years too early to see him make a fool of himself!
Before he reached home, he saw a short and plump figure standing at the door. Guo Xuanlin had sharp ears and eyes, so he quickly saw that it was Old Guo standing at the door. He couldn't help but quicken his pace.
He came to Old Guo and called out politely,"Dad!"
"You brat, you're back. How do you feel about your performance today?”Old Guo's fat face did not show his emotions, so Guo Xuanlin did not dare to raise his tail.
It's fine to be arrogant outside, but are you going to be arrogant with your father and elders at home?
Besides, Guo Xuanlin guessed that if the media reported his matter now, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble. Old Guo was waiting for him at the door of his house for the first time. He probably caused a lot of trouble.
"It's just so-so!"
"Oh? You're so humble. It's not like you." Old Guo narrowed his eyes. When he saw this micro-expression, Guo Xuanlin's physical memory prompted him to take the initiative to cover his head with his hands.
"What are you panicking for? I won't hit you." Old Guo looked at Guo Xuanlin's ugly face and then looked at the Weibo that was praising him to the heavens. It was better to let him know later.
"Come to the study room, I have something to tell you!”
Old Guo had also stood there for quite a long time. Guo Xuanlin looked at his cheap father who was walking in front of him with a surprised expression. One had to know that this study was Old Guo's personal world. Usually, other than Old Master Yu and a few of his favorite students, Old Guo did not allow anyone to enter.
Guo Xuanlin's original body was just going to deliver a fruit plate or something. Old Guo also appeared impatient, as if he did not want anyone to disturb him.
This time, he took the initiative to ask Guo Xuanlin to go over. It was probably something big.
Entering the study, it was indeed worthy of its name. There were bookshelves all around, and there was very little dust. This meant that Old Guo often read books, so these things were not stained with dust.
"Sit down. Today, we have something to discuss.”
Old Guo pointed to the seat beside him and said.
"Dad, I think I'll stand.”
Guo Xuanlin did not sit down, and Old Guo did not mind. He sat down and brewed a pot of tea first.
He poured a cup of hot tea for Guo Xuanlin and poured himself a cup.
"There's one thing you should know. There's a director from Xiangnan TV who has a good personal relationship with us. I'm already at this age, and I probably won't be able to do anything on this kind of reality show. There have been a lot of things going on in Deyun Society recently, and I can't leave, but I have to repay the favor I owe them.”
When Old Guo said this, his meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Conscripted in place of my father"!
"Dad, can I do it? This is my first time on the crosstalk stage. If I go on this variety show this time, people might say that I relied on you to get into the variety show.”
Guo Xuanlin still did not have a clear understanding of his popularity on the Internet.
"Hey, kid, what are you saying? So what if you rely on me? You don't rely on me for your food and clothing? Didn't our Old Guo raise you painstakingly?”
"Dad…don't tease me. You know that's not what I meant.”
Guo Xuanlin was like a scholar meeting a soldier. He couldn't explain it clearly.
"What do you mean? It's just a variety show. You just have to attend it honestly and return the favor for me. If you perform well, no one will say who you rely on! You're my son, so you'll naturally be mentioned by others when you go out. If you really want to not rely on me, then wait until you make it so that everyone will call me when you go out. Yo, Guo Xuanlin's father, I'll consider you awesome!”
Of course, Old Guo understood Guo Xuanlin's concerns, but there was nothing he could do about it. This was how the second generation of celebrities were like. The more you didn't want to mention your father, the more the media would lead the matter to that. It was useless to dwell on this. Only if you did well and achieved results could you take off the hat. Otherwise, you would only shout slogans every day: "I don't want to rely on dad and mom." This kind of nonsense would instead make others look down on you.
"I understand. As long as they are willing to accept me, I will go.”
Guo Xuanlin understood that Old Guo had already thought of this matter, so he couldn't reject it anyway.
"That's more like it. I'll contact Director Wang and send you there when the filming starts. Although there are still performances in the theater these few days, you have more important things to do now.”
"What important matter?" Guo Xuanlin didn't understand what Old Guo meant.
"Go and record a song. You sang 'Wukong' so well on stage, so why can't you record a song offstage?”
Great ~ Old Guo had really put in a lot of effort. Guo Xuanlin knew that this song would definitely spread. Since Old Guo said to record it, then let's record it!
(This is very important to this kid. Please, everyone. If there are flowers and evaluation votes, please don't hesitate to vote.)）
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