Zhao Changan was carrying a guitar bag, Diao Lincheng was carrying a magic box, and a woman in a straight skirt was carrying a makeup bag. The three of them entered a lounge with his name on the door.

There are all sofas, water dispensers, dressing tables, fruit trays, and TVs inside.

Zhao Changan put his guitar bag on the sofa and leaned against it. He sat down and pulled out a cigarette and handed it to the woman in a straight skirt. He smiled and asked, "Have you asked for advice yet?"

He handed it to Diao Lincheng and then ignited it himself.

"Brother Zhao's name is Nanxiang'er, from Xishuangbanna, majoring in folk dance performance at Mingzhu Drama Academy, junior year."

Nan Xiang'er smiled and made flower tea for Zhao Chang'an and Diao Lincheng, and lit a cigarette.

Judging from her skillful wrists, Zhao Changan knew that she was an old cigarette gun.

Seeing Zhao Changan and Nan Xiang'er looking at him, Diao Lincheng smiled bitterly and said, "I have no light--"

He suddenly thought that if he said "I don't have any glamorous resume", wouldn't he be suspicious of secretly mocking Xiang'er?

He quickly changed his words: "I am from Zhouying Village, Zhaozhuang Town, Baofeng. I haven't attended much school. I have followed my family around the world since I was a child to perform magic. Now I am playing supporting roles in Hengdian."

"Brother Cheng, I heard that the film and television city that was only built in Hengdian is quite large?"

Nan Xianger suddenly became interested.

"It's okay, the planning scale is very large, but now Guangzhou Street, Ming and Qing Palace Garden, Qin Palace, Qingming River Map, and these places have been built. There are already many crews filming in it, and I just took on work there and played some magic supporting roles."

"Brother Cheng, your look is so beautiful."

Nan Xiang'er smiled and praised: "It must be very eye-catching in film and television."

"I'm just trying to attract attention. I'm just looking at my hair, so it's convenient for me to perform magic. I'm just slutty, Brother Zhao is low-key, luxurious and up-to-date, and it looks cool!"

“~”

Nan Xiang'er looked at the green seal on Zhao Chang'an's face, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you want to say, just say it."

Zhao Changan smiled and encouraged.

"Brother Zhao, from the perspective of our hometown, your makeup is like a stick."

Nang Xiang'er revealed the secret of heaven in one word.

"Lingling ~"

At this time, Zhao Changan's cell phone rang.

——

People in this era are far less expensive than those in Zhao Chang'an's later generations. Since the most serious one is just a crack in the ribs, and Zhong Lianwei's behavior is understandable.

When the police station has made it clear that the settlement will not be pursued, there is no need for the police station to arrest him.

"Remember, don't be so impulsive when encountering problems in the future. You young people don't think about it. What if you make a big disaster and don't talk about yourself, what will happen to your parents at home?"

After being taught by the police, Zhong Lianwei walked out of the police station.

"What should parents at home do?"

Zhong Lianwei looked at the traffic on the street, with a ray of self-deprecating ridicule on the corner of his mouth.

His father won't talk about it anymore, Yijian's famous drunkard and a thief.

In the past, I often stole and picked up rags at night. The next morning, when I built a family resident's courtyard and a nearby house that threw things at the door at night, I cursed and smashed the door of his house to ask for things.

When he was five years old, his mother ran away with a Guangdong man, and there has been no news for eleven years today.

Whether life or death is unknown.

When he was six years old, he was put into medicine by a dealer in the winter. It was not that Zhao Changan discovered that he was catching the dealer and biting and screaming, which alarmed passers-by.

He still doesn't know if he has become someone else's son or a handful of loess.

He felt sad and self-deprecating, Zhong Lianwei came to a telephone booth and first called Zhao Changan's cell phone.

It was immediately cleared.

"Brother~"

"It's out, damn, so fast?"

"elder brother!"

Zhong Lianwei suddenly felt a little aggrieved and his eyes were sour.

"Haha, let's just make you a joke. If nothing unexpected happens, Qian Xiaoyong's grandson surrenders; go back quickly, you are the most miserable of the four of us. It's just the model. Wen Ye will teach you what to say.

Aren’t you curious about how we made Qian Xiaoyong’s grandson last night? Wen Ye is a waste of talent if he doesn’t become a movie emperor. If you go back and ask Liu Yihui, it’s absolutely wonderful!”

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Lianwei was immediately energetic and quickly waved to a taxi.

He couldn't wait to hear the wonderful story that Liu Yihui was going to tell with his big mouth.

——

"It's so cruel to have such a beautiful little white pigeon, and some viewers suggested to make soup. Everyone said, right?!"

Even if you stay in the small lounge inside, you can hear Diao Lincheng screaming with the microphone outside.

This made Zhao Changan suspect that this guy was not performing magic, but was relying on his voice and cockscomb to explode the streets.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~"

A soft knock came from outside.

After receiving Zhao Changan's instructions, Nan Xiang'er opened the door.

He is a staff member responsible for the progress of the program.

"Mr. Zhao, it's your turn to sing after the next sketch. Which song do you sing first?"

"It's ten miles of spring breeze."

Zhao Changan walked to the dressing mirror, and the green mark on his left cheek was still very clear, including the bridge of his nose, which also caused a slight pain from time to time.

He took out a Peking Opera Martial Arts mask from his pocket, but the mask was cut halfway and could only cover half of his face.

He put it on in front of the mirror seriously.

But at this time, I couldn't understand the silence of the silence.

Just now, she guessed that the green mark on Zhao Changan's face "like a stick hit". Facing her and Diao Lincheng's curiosity, Zhao Changan just smiled and refused to answer.

However, the conversation I just listened to was, "Qian Xiaoyong's grandson surrendered" and "You are the most miserable of the four of us."

The truth of the matter is self-evident.

So Nan Xiang'er was very surprised by Zhao Chang'an's arrogance.

‘Don’t he know how deadly negative news can be as a public figure?’

‘Although you were wearing a mask at this time, how many people saw the green marks on your face just now? Isn’t this going to cover up the obvious?’

‘It’s really incomprehensible. This is not an important performance. At worst, I can just push it. Isn’t it enough to not make this little money?’

'It's okay to want to make money. I work so hard. Although the main purpose is to become famous, it is also to make money. Even if you can make money with a mask this time, your reputation will be ruined. Who will ask you to sing in the future?'

Thinking of this in my heart, but Nan Xiang'er didn't plan to persuade Zhao Chang'an overestimate her ability.

You should know that this is the first time they met today, and they are not even a common friend. Why should they talk too much and care about other people's affairs?

If something is said unpleasantly angered this guy and he is made famous again, wouldn’t he take his anger on himself?

At this time, Nan Xiang'er had already classified Zhao Chang'an as a "weird man" and secretly regretted that she shouldn't have entered this room.

"How about it?"

Zhao Changan put on a mask and asked Nan Xiang'er.

"Haha, it's really strange. The audience who sees it will be very curious about what the face under this half-face makeup looks like."

Nan Xiang'er thought to herself, 'As a general friend, I can only help you here!'

“Haha~”
Chapter completed!