"Are you still acting in a play in the imperial capital?”
As soon as Lu Bai asked this question, he realized that he was a little careless. As expected, Shen Tong was dumbfounded after hearing Lu Bai's words.
He was just a third-rate actor, how could Lu Bai know his background? Logically speaking, in the eyes of a big shot like Lu Bai, a small supporting role like him was no different from air!
"Teacher Lu Bai, you…"
"Yes, Director Ning told me."
Lu Bai had no choice but to use Ning Xiao as a shield. What else could he do? Did he have to tell Shen Tong that he knew how to read fortunes and that his bones were extraordinary? In the future, he would definitely become the number one comedy male star in the box office?
"Oh, I see…"
Shen Tong didn't suspect anything when he heard that. After all, his resume as an actor had such information.
"I usually perform in a theater in the Imperial Capital. Our troupe is called Happy Muggles. Teacher Lu Bai, you know Teacher He and Nana, right? They used to be members of our troupe.”
Speaking of this, many viewers did not know that the Happy Muggle Troupe was actually established very early. Teacher He was a member of the troupe when he was in the Imperial Capital. Later, he left the Imperial Capital due to personal problems and returned to his hometown, Mangguo TV Station, to be a host.
He and Nana had met and become friends in the Happy Muggle Troupe, and it had been many years since then.
However, after Mr. He became the Big Brother of Mangguo TV, he didn't have much contact with his old boss. Firstly, they were far apart. Secondly, his old boss was getting more and more distant. The two sides were no longer on the same level.
Lu Bai had once watched a variety show on Planet Blue. It was Shen Tong and Teacher He on the same stage after he became famous. The program team released a photo of Shen Tong when he was very handsome. Teacher He said," We've known each other for more than ten years. Why can't I remember you looking like this?"
Shen Tong was also an old fox who reacted quickly on the spot. He immediately replied,"Teacher He, you were a big shot at that time. You didn't care about me."
This was indeed the case. Even more than ten years ago, Teacher He and Nana were the main leads of the drama troupe. At that time, Shen Bi was still a failure, so he was still not good enough for them.
After Shen Tong became popular, many marketing accounts made up stories about him and Teacher He being good friends for more than ten years. That was all nonsense. In the entertainment industry, you only have friends if you have the ability. No one would pay attention to you if you fail.
"How is your troupe doing now?"
"Uh, not very good…"
Actually, it was Shen Tong who had exaggerated the situation. In reality, the Happy Muggle Troupe was on the verge of bankruptcy. The number of people who were willing to come to the theater to watch plays was decreasing, and they could not compete with the film industry at all.
In addition, there were only a few actors left in the troupe who were slightly capable and had some connections. Those who should run away and those who should change careers, there were only a few people left. Even Shen Tong, who used to be a soy sauce in the troupe, had now become the protagonist of the theater.
There were no generals in Shu, and Liao Hua was the vanguard.
If they couldn't sell tickets, they wouldn't have money to pay their salaries. The troupe's expenses were all supported by the troupe's boss with his own money. Shen Tong and the other actors didn't want the theater to close down either. Many times, they even took the initiative to not receive their salaries and went out to take on private jobs to make a living.
This trip to pat the heart and put the flowers on the road was a private job that Shen Tong had found with great difficulty.
“......”
Lu Bai had heard that Happy's Muggles were in dire straits before they officially made a name for themselves, and they were on the verge of going bankrupt. It seemed that their situation in this world was not much different from that on Planet Blue.?
But to be honest, if Lu Bai had money in his pocket, he would definitely invest in this Happy Muggle even if he did not buy a house or a car.
Because he knew that this troupe, which was having trouble eating, would soar to the sky in the near future with the help of Charlotte's Troubles and become the leading comedy force in the country.
Shen Tong himself was a late bloomer, earning tens of billions in box office sales and becoming an S-list celebrity.
If he invested in them before they became famous, the short-term returns would be comparable to robbing a bank. No fund or bond could compare to the profits from such investments.
It was a pity that Lu Bai could not make use of this advantage as a transmigrator. The reason was simple. He did not have money…
"Add me your contact information. I'll go to your place to take a look when I return to the imperial capital.”
"Ah, no problem, Teacher Lu Bai!"
Shen Tong was flattered. Although he had seen on the Internet that Lu Bai was so poor compared to other big shots, and the savings in his pocket might not even be as much as his, Lu Bai's reputation and status were still there.
Even if they couldn't invest, as long as Lu Bai really thought highly of them, he could revive their troupe with just a few words.
That night, Lu Bai did not invite Shen Tong for a drink like he did with Big Head Lei. After all, he had broken his arm and Shen Tong still needed to recover.
As for Xu Zheng and Huang Bo's farewell wine, Lu Bai also rejected it. After all, if they continued drinking, Lu Bai was really afraid that these two old men would have some problems with their bodies. At that time, the gains would not make up for the losses.
Therefore, on the last night of the ceremony, Lu Bai had a rare moment of peace and quiet. He walked along the streets of the ceremony to experience the scenery and charm of this city of romance.
It had to be said that it was not without reason that the gift could attract so many tourists every year. Not only was the city beautiful and fresh, but the climate and humidity were also suitable. The pace of life was also very slow.
If the people living in big cities like Shanghai's Imperial Capital were racing with their lives every day, the speed of which was comparable to track and field events, then the city of Dali was as slow as an old lady taking a walk, leisurely and carefree.
Moreover, the sky darkened later in this place. It was already seven o'clock at night, and the sky was still bright. The streets were full of tourists strolling and playing, and there were many singers on the streets.
That's right. Apart from the large number of tourists in Dali City, there were also a lot of wandering singers.
Although Lu Bai could often see people setting up stalls and singing on the streets of the Imperial Capital, in terms of the density and number of wandering singers, the big gift was clearly better. There was a singer singing every few dozen steps. There were men and women, old and young.
There were petite and beautiful female singers, and there were also long-haired and artistic music hipsters.
Xin Hua Lu Fang's scriptwriter had added the Easter egg character in the script for Lu Bai. It was not groundless. There were many wandering singers in this place, so that part of the plot did not seem abrupt or deliberate.
Lu Bai was actually quite impressed by these street singers. To be honest, some street singers might not have anything on them except a guitar. They might be empty-handed and eat meat or instant noodles every day, depending on whether passersby were willing to tip them.
Many of these singers would sing in one place for a month or two. As long as they could save up enough money for a bus ticket, they would go to the next city and repeat this cycle.
Ordinary people might not be able to understand what was going on in the minds of these wandering singers. After all, this profession did not have much future, and there was no room for improvement. It had no ability to resist risks. If it was just a slight illness or disaster, they might not even be able to fork out the money to buy medicine, not to mention having a house and a car that ordinary people pursued.
However, it was precisely because of this pure love that made this group of people full of romanticism. They seemed to have nothing, but they also seemed to lack nothing.
Their annual income might not even be as much as the daily income of singers, but when it came to their dedication to music, these people were not inferior at all. Therefore, as a professional musician, Lu Bai respected them very much.
Just as Lu Bai walked past an alley, he heard a song coming from up ahead.
In a city full of wandering singers, it was not strange to hear singing on the streets. However, the singer's voice was very familiar to Lu Bai, as if he had heard it somewhere before. Moreover, the song that this person was singing was the song that Lu Bai had written.
" A toast to tomorrow, a toast to the past. Forgive my ordinariness and dispel my confusion. That's why I never believe in the so-called 'high mountains and long waters'. Why should I not forget about life when it's short and bitter?"
Lu Bai followed the song and found an ordinary-looking young man not far away. He was holding a guitar and singing by himself. From the empty guitar case in front of him, it could be seen that no one gave him any money today, and no passersby stopped to listen to the song. Even so, this person was still singing by himself, as if he did not care if anyone was listening.
To be honest, being a wandering singer in Dali was equivalent to selling pancakes in Tianjin, roujiamo in Tongguan, and ramen in Lan Zhou. The competition was not only fierce but also tragic.
Just like how Lu Bai had met more than ten wandering singers on his way here. Even if there were passersby who liked music and were kind and willing to pay, he could not give them all.
Therefore, under such circumstances, everyone could not earn much money. After all, the rarer an item was, the more valuable it was. Anything that was in abundance would be finished.
Fortunately, these street singers were not here to make money. If they wanted to make money, who would do this? They came to the big gift just to pursue the romantic atmosphere and slow and comfortable pace of life here. Moreover, they had heard that this was the city of street singers, so they came to the big gift as a pilgrimage.
The wandering singer in front of Lu Bai was like this. He did not even raise his head when he sang, and he did not care if someone had thrown money into the violin case. He was only focused on his violin and singing his songs.
From his slightly tangled hair and slightly messy clothes, it could be seen that this guy must be living quite miserably. According to his current earning speed, there was an 80% chance that he wouldn't have any proper food to eat at night.
Lu Bai stood at the side and carefully observed the singer's appearance. After listening to his voice for a while, he was shocked. This was because this street singer who looked like a loser was very famous in the later stage of the Blue Star. He was also one of Lu Bai's favorite singers…
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