Actors have no vacation

Chapter 21 First Day of Inauguration

On Monday morning, it rained.

In the dimly lit room, Guan Chen sat at the table.

On the table were the things he had prepared for work.There are new clothes, a grip that you can take out to practice for a while, a few banknotes of different denominations, a book that has been read on and off for a week, and a screwdriver.

Looking at the screwdriver he sharpened, Guan Chen remembered a younger brother who graduated from college in his previous life.

That little brother is weak in fights, but likes to talk.He once said that the first primitive man in the world to use a wooden stick was not the smartest one, but the one who needed it the most.In order to improve the survival rate, human beings have tools since then.

Guan Chen felt that he was the primitive man who needed a stick.He takes knives, throwing sticks, and everything that can bring down the opponent, all for the sake of survival.

And these things, once picked up, can not be put down.

Unless you are like the younger brother who graduated from college, your hands are chopped off and you can't hold things at all, can you really give up and quit this line of work.

In this world, Guan Chen felt that this was a good opportunity to put down his knife.

Guan Chen looked at the screwdriver for a while, and finally sighed, slowly wrapped it in newspaper, and put it on the ground solemnly.

I couldn't find a knife shop yesterday, and Guan Chen reflected on it after he came back.My current identity is a scholar, and a scholar must have the appearance of a scholar, can't we do without a knife?
Guan Chen picked up a pen.

Open the cap, the tip of the pen glows with a cold light, and it looks like it has been slightly polished.

"This is very suitable." Guan Chen smiled.A murder weapon disguised as a pen, both elegant and practical, with strong camouflage.He is very suitable for the setting of readers.

It's not that he doesn't want to change completely, but change takes time. On the first day of today, it's enough to adapt little by little.

Guan Chen put down the pen and prepared to put everything on the table into a plastic bag.He didn't have a bag, so he had to use a scavenger suit - a plastic bag to hold things.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Guan Chen's eyes narrowed, and he reached out and wiped it on the table. The pen was hidden in his sleeve with his backhand.He stood up carefully and asked outside the door, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Deve." The trash boy's voice sounded outside the door.

Guan Chen put down his guard and walked over to open the door.

The garbage boy would help him take the garbage away and throw it away every morning before going to school.

The door opened, and it turned out to be a trash boy.

"Good morning, eldest brother!" The trash boy bowed and asked in the morning, showing that the effect of his usual training was very good.

If this kind of performance is normal, Guan Chen will happily hand over a bag of garbage, or a can of unopened and unexpired milk as a gift.

But things are a little different today.

Guan Chen saw two people behind the trash boy.Two men in police uniforms.

In an instant, he felt his heart tighten from the outer edge, and the blood in the whole body suddenly accelerated to flow through the whole body, especially the hands and feet.

Guan Chen thought that something had happened, and almost ran away.

But the cold pen in his hand reminded him that he is now a scholar who is good at staying at home. He has no windows and nothing to do, so he doesn't need to escape at all.In addition, there were neighbors' discussions in the corridor, proving that this was not an arrest operation - the police usually evacuated innocent passers-by and protected them in order to avoid harming innocent people before the operation.

Sure enough, after seeing Guan Chen, the two police officers did not rush up to control him.

Police Officer A asked, "Is it Guan Chen?"

Guan Chen nodded, and his eyes stayed on the stun gun on the other side's waist for a moment.

Neighbors murmured and asked each other if Guan Chen had done something.

"They came yesterday, but you weren't at home, so I'll let them come over earlier this morning." The trashy boy looked praising.

Guan Chen patted his shoulder kindly.Good boy, I was almost named by you.

Although the police got Guan Chen's nod, it wasn't enough. They had to look at the ID card.Guan Chen took out his ID card, and after the police officer confirmed it was correct, he handed over a few things.

Guan Chen took it and saw that it was a certificate of merit, a small certificate, and a small envelope.

"This is a certificate and bonus issued by the city government." The police officer explained.

The content of the certificate is that Guan Chen defied difficulties to rescue the fire a few days ago, so this is the case.

The booklet is this certificate, and the front cover is written in gold letters on the red bottom.

Inside the envelope was a check with fifty thousand on it.

Guan Chen was surprised, he didn't expect to see Yiyong get so much money.He originally thought that the waiver of medical and hospital bills would be a reward.

Guan Chen's occupational disease attacked, and he thought about it, [Then I have no money in the future, should I rely on this to make money? 】It is not too easy for him to fake such an event.

But he quickly dismissed the idea, not only because he was good, but also because he thought that this kind of loophole could even be thought of by him, and there was no reason why others couldn't think of it.

Previously, the public only paid for his medical bills, but there was no other indication that the cause of the fire in the apartment should be still being investigated.I came here today, most of the time the investigation was over and the suspicion that he directed and acted was ruled out.

"Thank you two for your hard trip." Guan Chen thanked the police officer.

The policeman smiled and shook his head, saying you're welcome.

After they left, the trash boy also went to school.

Guan Chen returned to the room and carefully looked at the things he just got.

He was not particularly happy about the sudden extra 5 yuan.The money he handled in his previous life was ten times and hundreds of times this amount, a mere [-], just to make him happy last week.Now he pays more attention to spiritual happiness.

That certificate, for example, made him very happy.

A certificate of bravery for righteousness is almost equal to a [good person certificate].

Guan Chen intends to carry this certificate with him.If he encounters a nosy citizen like Director Zhou of "Tonight" last week, he will show his certificate and the misunderstanding will be resolved naturally. The other party must kneel down and apologize.

Guan Chen felt happy when he thought about it.

Look at the time, it's almost 07:30, it's too late, it's time to exercise.

Guan Chen closed the door and went to the park to exercise for two hours. He came back to take a shower and put on new clothes, ready to be a clean man and go to work refreshingly.

At this time, his mood was a bit like the nervousness before the spring outing in elementary school.

Guan Chen called a taxi and followed the address on Xie Jinzhu's business card.He searched for the destination before going to bed last night, and it was not too far from where he lived.

Twenty minutes later, Guan Chen got out of the car, and his eyes were red.

This is probably a street for happy events, and the things that each store operates are basically related to weddings.It seems that the upper, middle and lower reaches of the entire industry are concentrated here.

The first floor is the physical store.It sells all kinds of wedding dresses of all dynasties and generations; it also sells props for wedding ceremonies, from carriages to braziers, and there are props for various local customs.

The second floor is the service industry.Billboards and glass display the company name and type of service.There are wedding planning, wedding commemorative photo shoots, Xie Jinzhu studio, and prenuptial agreements.

and many more.Guan Chen felt that a very abrupt name suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Looking intently, a window on the second floor was pasted with a few square and upright Song-style characters from [Xie Jinzhu Studio].

Guan Chen was a little curious, wondering why Xie Jinzhu opened his studio here.

Could it be that the main business of the studio is to pretend to be a guest to support the scene?Or do you have to pretend to be a gangster, accompany the boring son in a scene, and test whether the girlfriend who is about to marry only loves his money?
Guan Chen thought about it as he found the intersection and walked up the stairs.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs, before entering the door, Guan Chen could hear the lively shouting from inside.

"No, no, last time the client complained, saying that you play a suona like you are doing white affairs, and you play an erhu like a divorce. Either change the music or change the instrument."

"They don't understand because they have no aesthetics! We don't change!"

I could only hear a few voices in the room intertwined, and after a while, two old men rushed out of the door angrily.They carried a box each, and they were very angry, and they glared at Guan Chen when they passed by.

Guan Chen just felt that it was inexplicable, and almost patted them on the head with the [Good Person Certificate].

After the two old men left, the noise inside the door had not ended.

"And the two of you. When you sing a two-man sing on the stage, you sing a two-man sing, and you run down and slam a drink and get yourself drunk. What's the matter? It's really you."

"Hey, isn't it because I'm happy, happy day, hehe..."

A few seconds later, a man and a woman came out with smiles on their faces. When they passed by Guan Chen, they didn't even look at him, they just walked downstairs.

Guan Chen reached out and grabbed the unclosed door and walked into the studio.

The space utilization of the studio is very high, in other words, it is very crowded.Several tables were piled up with piles of papers and manuscripts, and some computers were placed at every turn; boxes after boxes of things were piled on the ground; there was also a set of musical instruments and a few costumes in the corners.

The whole studio was chaotic like a dirty detective agency that only appears in foreign movies.

The farthest from the door is a large desk.

In front of the table stood a pair of men in long robes and jackets, one tall and thin and the other short.

Behind the desk, sat a middle-aged man wearing glasses, with a big belly and sweating on his head.While wiping his sweat with a tissue, he flipped through the book and said to the two people at the table:

"You performed well last time. The guests commented that it was funny and the atmosphere was very good. On Wednesday afternoon, at the Fengxian Restaurant, don't be late. Remember, don't talk about meat and jokes."

"Okay! Look at me, this time I'm sure I'll get a good review." One person cupped his hands.

"Eh~ That's right." Another person answered.

As soon as Guan Chen heard it, he could tell that they were talking about cross talk.

After the cross talk duo got something satisfactory, they walked out of the studio with a smile.

The man in glasses behind the work noticed Guan Chen and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Guest, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making you wait for a long time."

Guan Chen asked, "Where's your boss?"

The man with glasses replied, "Not yet."

"Okay, then I'll take a look first." Guan Chen nodded, put his hands behind his back, and looked like a leader inspecting, looking around here and there, "Look there, there are no fire extinguishers. . This will not work, you should pay attention to the fire problem."

When the man with glasses saw this posture, he was secretly surprised, thinking that something extraordinary had come, and immediately invited Guan Chen to sit down on the sofa.

Before Guan Chen could speak, the glasses man first introduced the business they were running.That is the wedding emcee, the performers, and the live band, who can be arranged and connected in whatever type and style the guests want.

"The emcee has announcers, hosts, comedians...

There are two-person performances, opera, cross talk, talk show...

The band includes folk music, Chinese music, Western music, mashups, choirs..."

The man with glasses read a long list, pushed his glasses, and said with a smile, "Even in the entertainment industry, we have a way."

"It's interesting, you can talk about it." Guan Chen looked very interested, and planned to ask some in-depth questions, such as what is court music, whether there are sketch performances, can you invite people who play electronic music...

The man with glasses sat upright, answered enthusiastically, and even made tea and snacks for Guan Chen.

About 10 minutes later, Xie Jinzhu arrived at the studio.

The man with glasses immediately greeted him and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?" He pointed at Guan Chen, "I said I knew you. What's the background?"

"What's the background?" Xie Jinzhu scratched his temple in confusion, "He's my newly recruited assistant."

"It turned out to be the help of a new move..." The man with glasses paused, squeezing the disposable cup in his hand with a "poof".

(End of this chapter)