"Shixiong is here!"
Guo Xuanlin carried his luggage and went out to see Yue Yunkun, who was looking around outside.
"Xuan Lin, quick, quick, we bought the tickets early. Let's go quickly.”
Yue Yunkun patted his own bicycle for Guo Xuanlin to sit on. These two indeed looked shabby. The other disciples had cars, and the worst was taking a taxi.
The money in his pocket, which Guo Xuanlin had just searched in his room, was 12.50 yuan!
His pockets were cleaner than his face.
It wasn't the time to be calculative. Guo Xuanlin sat on the back of the bicycle. Yue Yunkun, who was in front, shouted at the top of his voice. The bicycle made a strange sound.
Even this bicycle was the worst.
Yue Yunkun, who was in front of him, shouted loudly. Although his eyes were small, one could see that he was looking forward to something.
They didn't care where the hero came from. Now, they were riding the worst bicycle and desperately rushing to the subway. But so what? The two of them had boundless imagination for a beautiful tomorrow.
Remember the bitterness of this moment, the future will be a sea of honey!!!
"Senior Brother, how about a crosstalk?"
Guo Xuanlin, who was in the back seat, was full of pride. Yue Yunkun stepped on the pedal and smiled."Yo, you've grown up. Let's have a good chat with you!”
As for crosstalk, it was also good. He would perform a classic segment of "Making a Phone Call."
The two of them talked while facing the wind. Guo Xuanlin played the role of a funny guy. After all, considering that Yue Yunkun was riding a bicycle, he would be exhausted to death if he played the role of a funny guy. It was fine if he played the role of a funny guy.
It wasn't that the two of them hadn't tried it before, but today, they were exceptionally compatible. Guo Xuanlin's tone changed, and the moment he paused in his words, he grasped the itch. Yue Yunkun also did a good job as a sidekick.
In the past, the two of them would probably not be able to continue talking halfway, but now, while riding the bike, the two of them were still a little reluctant to finish talking about the entire work.
"Hey, Xuan Lin, why are you so glib with your words?”
Yue Yunkun felt that it was very strange. In the past, Guo Xuanlin was even inferior to him.
"Hehe, Senior Brother, I'm no longer that ignorant person!”
After a while, he was very happy. When Guo Xuanlin first woke up, he was afraid that obtaining the system was just a dream, so he had to perform this crosstalk with Yue Yunkun on the way to verify it.
"As expected of Master's son!" Yue Yunkun was also envious in his heart. He had practiced for so long without any success. On the contrary, he had seen his former junior brother surpass him.
"Senior Brother, you're not bad either. I think you might not be as professional as the other senior brothers, but I think Senior Brother Yue has a specialty!”
"Oh? What specialty?" Yue Yunkun really wanted to know. Even Old Guo rarely praised him.
What was his specialty that he had not discovered?
"Shixiong can't be angry if I say it.”
"Why would I be angry if you praise me?"
Yue Yunkun did not understand Guo Xuanlin's meaning.
"Actually…I think Senior Brother's words are cheap. If his tone was more detailed, it would sound especially funny!”
"Uh…" Yue Yunkun said.
Was this a compliment?
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To be honest, the guests who were listening to the crosstalk would not arrive early. A group of newspaper reporters had bought tickets early and set up their cameras.
Some reporters who couldn't hold back even posted on the Internet in advance. The Internet media was also very developed now, and the speed of its spread was faster than this newspaper.
The title was Old Guo's eldest son, Guo Xuanlin, going on stage for the first time!
This headline, coupled with the heated discussion about the reopening of Deyun Agency, instantly made it to the top 30 of the trending searches.
Below were all kinds of comments:
"Old Guo has a son?"
"F * ck, can you be more polite? Why are you being so sarcastic?”
"If you ask me, there's no one left in De Yun Society. Old Guo's son is definitely not twenty years old. He's already on stage at such a young age. Does Old Guo really think that he has a Saint Child at home? Without He Yu Cao, Deyun Society had no chance!!!”
"Old Guo is too impatient. Even if there's really no one, you can't send a young kid up. I'm quite confident in the reopening of Deyun Society. Doing this will really hurt the hearts of the fans of Deyun Society.”
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There were those who were cross-dressing, those who were directly slandering him, and those who were secretly stepping on him as a peacemaker. Many people did not think highly of Guo Xuanlin, and a portion of the public who were watching the melons also felt the same way. A tiger father does not have a dog son. It was a common belief that there were heroic fathers but no heroic sons. It was difficult for a family to produce two heroes!
Moreover, Guo Xuanlin was still young. Everyone thought that the crosstalk performers looked like Old Guo's generation. For those who were slightly younger, they would at least look like He Yucao.
The world was too prejudiced. The less optimistic they were, the more they had to face the difficulties.
Old Guo was also scrolling through his phone. Although he had registered an account on Weibo, he did not open the comments section. He would be lying if he said that he was not nervous when he saw the heated discussion about his son on the Internet. He was more worried about his son than anyone else.
But at the same time, he also scoffed at these troll army comments. The definition of the crosstalk world was set by the seniors, and only those few masters remained. Old Guo respected them from the bottom of his heart. As for the others, he really did not care about them.
After learning from Mr. Hou, he learned a lot of secrets in the industry. This group of filthy people who couldn't wait for him to fall were still pretending to be decent on the surface, but they did all kinds of dirty things behind his back.
How could they set the rules and clear the way for the industry?
Guo Xuanlin had yet to go to the theater, and the audience was full of demons and ghosts. Of course, even if he knew, he was not afraid.
When he got on the subway, Guo Xuanlin was really sleepy. Suddenly, the system notification sounded in his ear."Host, please check the mission!”
This time, he was no longer sleepy. He immediately patted his cheeks and became energetic."Check."
"Ding…God-level crosstalk system mission released: Please perform to your heart's content in the theater and win the applause of the audience. Prestige points awarded: 500 , and there was also a gift bag reward.”
When the mission came, the boundary of winning the applause of the entire hall was actually very ambiguous. The extent of the applause was also very particular.
The minimum reward was 500 reputation points. If he exceeded the quota, he could probably get more.
He wanted the reward this time anyway!!!
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