The First Time I'm Back at Deyun Club, You're Going to Destroy My Theater?
"Uncle Yu, I think you're especially kind!”
"Why don't you come to my movie…and act as a corpse?”
Caw, caw, caw…Little Yueyue felt as if a few crows had flown over his head, and his entire body went numb.
Brother, what's wrong with your brain?
This is the first thing you say when you meet him?
He had hit it off with Su Meng for the past two episodes. He did not want Su Meng to anger the old couple, so he quickly laughed dryly to smooth things over.
"Hahaha…Su Meng, you really know how to joke.”
"Why does Grandpa Yu look like a corpse?"
"Pah!" Grandpa Yu spat at Little Yueyue.
"Can you speak? What corpse? Don't you know that this is the most taboo at my age?”
He turned to face Su Meng with a kind smile on his face.
"Alright, then it's settled.”
"When your movie starts shooting, let me know. I'll play the role of a corpse for you.”
"Don't look at my age, but I've never avoided this!”
What? Little Yueyue was about to cry.
Sir, this is a super large double-standard venue, right?
Why aren't you happy when I say corpses? Aren't you afraid when Su Meng says corpses?
Su Meng was also a little confused and quickly explained.
"I'm sorry, Master Yu. I've been thinking about a movie script for the past two days and I'm a little crazy.”
"When I saw you, I thought of a character in a movie. I felt that you were especially suitable.”
"But you have to lie in a coffin…"
"You're being pretentious!" Grandpa Yu waved his hand and said indifferently.
"Old Guo and I have been working together…Bah, none of our ancestors have been good at crosstalk, so it's not like we're lacking you.”
Su Meng chuckled and cupped his hands at Guo Dagang.
"Ms. Guo, I'm really sorry for smashing you on stage two days ago…"
"It's not a big deal!" Guo Dagang laughed.
"I saw your live broadcast too. If it wasn't for you, Little Yueyue would have died on stage.”
When he turned around and saw Little Yueyue, his face darkened again.
"Look at you, aren't you embarrassed? Didn't you tie your belt around your mouth? Double your homework this month!"
Little Yueyue couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.
Speaking of which, wasn't I once the person in your hearts?
But why am I not favored when Su Meng comes?
Why?
Just because he's taller than me, thinner than me, more handsome than me, better at allegro, better at singing than me…
Eh? No wonder I fell out of favor.
……
"Wa ~~~ Our old beggar is back!”
Reba was excited when she saw Boss Yang enter.
"Go to hell! Don't be shy with me. My image…"
Boss Yang had a worried look on his face, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile.
It seemed that it was quite relaxing and fun to work with Su Meng these few days.
"Don't act like you've gotten a bargain, okay?”
Reba curled her lips, her face full of disdain.
"Do you know how popular your show is now?”
"The top 20 trending searches have all been taken by you guys…To be precise, it's all taken by Su Meng.”
"But you're not bad either."
"There are still many fans praising you now. They say that you're gentle and virtuous, and that you know how to cook. You're simply a good wife who loves her mother.”
"Not only did your popularity not decrease, but it also increased by a huge wave.”
"There are even some video websites that trade AI technology for your face and fantasize about you shooting those kinds of videos!”
" What?!" Boss Yang was shocked. He pointed at Reba and said with a trembling voice.
"Reba, you're a pure and innocent girl!”
"How could you watch those videos of Madou?”
Reba was stunned and asked weakly.
"Why do you think of Madou when I mention that kind of website?”
"Did I discover something?"
The two of them looked at each other awkwardly and quickly changed the topic.
"Well…the weather is good today. The sun is quite bright.”
"Yeah, yeah…uh…it's already dark.”
"Um…what are your recent work arrangements?”
"I'm going to shoot a video in the next few days…Bah! Take a photo shoot."
"I've already told the director that you'll be an in-flight guest in the next episode.”
"Oh."
The two of them suddenly fell into an awkward silence…
……
"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. This is too funny.”
"Indeed, listening to crosstalk is the most interesting at Deyun Club.”
"Phew…"
The atmosphere in Deyun Theater was very lively.
After the crosstalk ended, the host, Hou Zhen, walked onto the stage with a dumbfounded expression.
"Everyone, you're here today.”
"Today, we added a crosstalk segment to this place at the last minute.”
"Are you all willing to listen? Or was he willing to listen? Or are you willing to listen?"
Oh? There was even a last-minute program?
Everyone below the stage was suddenly interested.
One by one, they shouted.
"I'm happy to hear it!"
Hou Zhen chuckled.
"Everyone knows who the real pillars of our Deyun Club are. They have to be Teacher Guo and Uncle Yu.”
"But the two of them are old and their spirits are not very good, so they rarely go on stage to perform crosstalk.”
"But today, these two are also interested and want to say such a short paragraph.”
"Next, please enjoy the crosstalk 'Pulling Off Ma Gua', performer: Guo Dagang, Uncle Yu…Su Meng!”
"Good!" The audience immediately erupted into enthusiastic cheers.
However, all of a sudden, it fell silent.
Many people looked at each other in bewilderment.
It was naturally a good thing to be able to hear Guo Dagang and Grandpa Yu perform crosstalk on stage, but…Su Meng?
"Ah! Master Su is going to perform crosstalk?"
The crowd suddenly exclaimed.
Someone shouted unwillingly.
"What Master Su? That's Su Beggar!"
"allegro! allegro! allegro! I want to listen to Su Meng's allegro!"
The atmosphere instantly became lively.
After all, Su Meng had already occupied the trending list for the past few days. Who didn't know?
……
Su Meng, who was waiting at the side, was also a little excited.
He came to Deyun Club this time mainly to visit Guo Dagang.
After all, Guo Dagang had almost single-handedly brought crosstalk, which was on the verge of death, to the point where it was flourishing.
Su Meng respected him.
He had even invited him to have tea with Little Yueyue, and now he was hanging him on stage.
It was reasonable for him to pay a visit.
However, he didn't expect that Guo Dagang would actually invite him to the stage to say something.
Su Meng was proficient in professional crosstalk, but he didn't have the chance to do it, so he was a little tempted and agreed.
As soon as the three of them stepped onto the stage, the audience burst into enthusiastic cheers.
Someone even took out his phone and started recording.
This was new. This was Su Meng's first time doing crosstalk!
Although he was not a professional crosstalk actor, he was handsome!
Seeing these three people go on stage, almost all the disciples squeezed into the waiting area and stretched their necks to watch.
It had been a long time since he had heard his master talk about the scene.
And this time, there was a layman?
Even though Su Meng had convinced them with his allegro, crosstalk…
To be honest, seeing Guo Dagang and Uncle Yu praise him so much, many disciples were really a little unconvinced.
……
Su Meng walked onto the stage unhurriedly and arranged the microphone in an orderly manner.
He first pulled his microphone to a suitable height and then attentively helped Guo Dagang tidy it up.
He pulled the microphone to a height of about one meter and said with a smile.
"Ms. Hunt, do you think this height is suitable?”
What? The audience was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.
This was Guo Dagang's height.
But aren't you being too mean?
Was Guo Dagang that short?
Guo Dagang and Uncle Yu were also slightly stunned. It started just like that?
However, the two of them were experienced and did not mind.
Guo Dagang pulled his face down and threatened.
"Think carefully before you say anything. This is my home ground. How can I let you bully me?”
Su Meng puffed out his chest and pointed at the audience.
"Do you know that the audience is the source of food and clothing?”
"My parents are sitting below the stage. If I can't beat you, can't I call my parents?”
He turned around and cupped his hands.
"Dad, sit properly…Three-year-old dad, why don't you put down the lollipop first?”
"Good!" Hearing his interesting words, the audience below the stage applauded and cheered.
Guo Dagang laughed.
"Alright, let's greet everyone first.”
"Apprentice Guo Dagang, come up and bow."
"Apprentice Master Yu, come on stage and bow."
"Apprentice Su Meng, come up and bow."
Guo Dagang laughed.
" Everyone saw it too. There's an extra person on stage today…"
Su Meng said faintly.
"This is called a third party."
Pfff ~ The audience below the stage burst into laughter again.
There was one more person between the old couple. Wasn't that the third party?
Guo Dagang continued.
"This third party is just like many other mistresses.”
Grandpa Yu directly added another stab.
"A little taller than you."
Hahaha…The audience burst into laughter again.
Guo Dagang was the main character today, controlling the rhythm.
"Everyone knows that Su Meng isn't a professional crosstalk performer. He's a professional actor.”
"If he doesn't speak well today, please forgive him.”
Su Meng said cheerfully.
"It's okay. We can't let our parents suffer.”
"If you're unhappy, then smash this theater. I don't mind.”
"I mind!" Guo Dagang's face turned green.
"You just arrived and you want to smash my Deyun Theater?”
"No wonder when you played fast board at the comic convention last time, the organizers even had to spend money to eliminate the disaster.”
"You really are a god of plague."
Su Meng knew that Guo Dagang had been covering for him and secretly praising him.
They called him the God of Plagues, but in reality, he was targeting the audience.
He had said crosstalk and allegro at the comic convention, so he was not considered an amateur.
He was supporting Su Meng.
Grandpa Yu also chimed in.
"Then we have to talk properly."
"After all, everyone bought tickets…"
"Refund!" Someone suddenly shouted from below the stage, causing a burst of laughter.
Su Meng didn't even lift his eyelids as he continued.
"Did you see that, Ms. Hunt?"
"The moment you went on stage, the audience shouted for a refund.”
"Your popularity…tsk…"
Good kid, not bad!
Guo Dagang and Uncle Yu also nodded in their hearts.
For a moment, the two of them were also very interested.
"Is it because we canceled the tickets? Isn't that because of you?"
"Me?" Su Meng pointed at his nose and cupped his hands at the audience.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry. If you really want to refund your tickets, it's fine.”
"Anyway, the money you bought today won't fall into my pocket.”
Hahaha…The audience burst into laughter.
The whole world knew about the refund of Deyun Club.
This was the first time someone had said that they could refund their tickets.
Guo Dagang coldly snorted and said.
"As everyone knows, no refunds are the tenet of De Yun Club.”
" And the window for us to buy tickets is outside, and the window for refunds is in Afu Khan…"
Su Meng waved his hand and said indifferently.
"It's okay. If you really want to refund your tickets, go to Afu Khan.”
"Look at the tables and benches in the theater. Take whatever you like and sell it. You can exchange it for a plane ticket…"
Hahahaha…
The audience below the stage was already laughing their heads off.
Only Guo Dagang's face turned green.
Brat, you're really not polite.
You just came to my Deyun Club and you can't forget to smash my theater?
How much hatred and resentment was this!
……
"I'm so angry! Su Meng, you bastard!"
In a mansion, Hua Chenyu violently swept the things on the coffee table to the ground.
The manager sat at the side with a gloomy expression.
"Your popularity has been greatly affected in these two episodes. You can't continue like this!”
Hua Chenyu spat fiercely.
"That bastard Su Meng, why is he so evil?”
"Playing the suona for free work and begging for food with a broken bowl. Is this something that humans do?”
"This year's audience is also a bunch of idiots. How can they accept this?”
The manager thought for a moment and said slowly.
"Our team has analyzed it. Su Meng was able to do well in these two episodes mainly because he happens to have this specialty.”
"Who would have thought that a popular celebrity could play the suona and sing the lotus?”
"Is this something learned by humans?"
"So, we have to change this situation. The company has already decided to put pressure on the production team!”
"Really?" Hua Chenyu immediately became excited.
"Kill him! Kill him completely!"
The manager shook his head and continued.
"Xing Hai Entertainment isn't a pushover. They won't just watch us kill Su Meng.”
"And the most important thing now is not to get rid of him, but to pull back your popularity as soon as possible.”
"By the way, have you finished recording your new song?”
Hua Chenyu thought for a moment and nodded.
"Are you talking about the song you bought? It's already recorded."
The manager glared at him.
"What song? You wrote it! You're a genius in the Chinese music industry!”
"Yes, yes, yes! I wrote it!" Hua Chenyu also said righteously.
The manager nodded and said slowly.
"The company has already intervened."
"In the next episode, not only will you gain a lot of popularity, but…"
"Hehe, congratulations. Another song is going to explode!”
……
"Senior Brother Yue, did you offend Su Meng?”
Guo Qilin looked at Little Yueyue with a strange gaze.
Little Yueyue scratched his head in confusion.
"No, we're getting along quite well.”
Guo Qilin rushed up, grabbed his neck, and shook him violently.
"Then why is he so obsessed with it and insisted on smashing the Deyun Theater?”
"This is our family's business!”
"After my father dies, these will all be mine!”
"Pa ~" A slap flew over from the side and landed on Guo Qilin's face.
"Who is it? Who hit my…mom?"
Guo Qilin was about to flare up when he suddenly realized that the person standing behind him was none other than his mother, Wang Hui.
His neck shrunk and he lost his temper.
Wang Hui glared at him and said unhappily.
"What do you mean by dead or not? How can you curse your father like this?"
"I was backstage just now, and I vaguely heard that your father has a third party? Where is the little vixen?"
The group of people was stunned.
Little Yueyue pointed at Su Meng on the stage while trembling.
"Mistress, the third party…is him…but…"
"What?" Wang Hui did not wait for him to finish and immediately exclaimed.
"It's actually a man? Guo Dagang actually likes this?"
She turned around and patted Guo Qilin's shoulder with a determined expression.
"Son, don't worry. After your father dies, these will all be yours! No one can snatch it away!"
"I'll go back to work first. Your father's medicine should be ready by now…"
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