The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 22 Deyun Team
Early the next morning, Huo Yunting packed his luggage, carried a backpack, and got on the subway with an umbrella in his right hand.

When going to Yinchuan, there are big bags and small bags, mattresses, bedding, and washbasins.

As a result, when I arrived at the place, I saw that I was staying in a hotel.

Is there anything in the hotel that is not better than his bed that hasn't been changed in three or five years?

So his sheets and quilts have been thrown in the corner to eat ashes.

Now that it's finished, and the salary of 4 yuan has been paid, no matter what, he has to equip himself well when he comes back. This pile of rags has been swept into the trash by him.

There are only some daily necessities such as toothbrush and toothpaste, a change of clothes and so on in the backpack.

I bought a ticket, got on the subway, found an empty seat, sat down and took a nap.

He was squinting, feeling a burst of footsteps walking towards him.

Opening his eyes, a young girl in a broken plaid dress looked at him with a blushing face.

"Well... hello, may I ask which university you are from?"

"Girl, I didn't go to college. Did you find the wrong person?"

"Huh? Ah... um. Sorry."

The girl froze for a moment, her lips twitched for a long time, and then returned to her seat with a blushing face.

After Huo Yunting saw her sitting back, several little sisters around her immediately surrounded her and chatted.

Huo Yunting shrugged, inexplicable.

About half an hour, from the Temple of Heaven Park, walk towards Tianqiaole Tea Garden.

It's still the same antique door, nothing changed from a few months ago.Except for the big gold-plated characters on the plaque, it was a bit dim again.

Pushing open the door and entering, the tone of Huangmei Opera can be heard in my ears.

The waiter greeted him and asked, "When will Guo Degang's cross talk start?"

"Deyun Society's cross talk will start in half an hour."

"Okay, let's have a pickle."

"Sit here, wait a moment."

It was still in the front row of the first row. After sitting down for a long time, the waiter in the peony cheongsam brought the tea.

This Huangmei opera sang "Beating Pigweed", which is one of the few plays that Huo Yunting could listen to.

The plot is simple and easy to understand. It is roughly the story of two children who have some conflicts, and then explain the misunderstanding and become good friends.

But only listened to a tail.

After the Huangmei Opera finished singing, the announcer came on stage: "The next thing I invite you to enjoy is the cross talk, "A Dream of the Western Expedition."

After a while, two black coats came on stage.Before the two of them stood still, there was a lot of shouts from the audience.

"Appreciate~"

"Call-"

Huo Yunting took a closer look, and found that Yu Qian was still dressed in the same way, without much change, at most, her hair looked more like a chicken coop.

But look at Guo Degang next to him, good guy, his appearance has changed a lot.

The slanted bangs that were quite chic in the past have been shaved off, leaving a heart on the top of her forehead.

It can be said that playing ugly has been brought to the extreme.

The two stood in front of the scene table, unmoved by the shouts from the audience.

"Hey! Everyone's reaction is so enthusiastic today? Then, do you welcome me, welcome me, or... welcome me?"

"not welcome!"

The voices below the stage spoke in unison.

"Okay! Since everyone has begged me, today I will start—"

"Hey hey, wait a moment, where did you hear that someone begged you to come?"

"Donkey Yaner shut up."

"Hey!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I laughed so hard, I come here every day just to see them."

Huo Yunting couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, he took a sip of his tea and continued to watch with interest...

It took nearly an hour or so for the cross talk to be finished. Guo Degang and Yu Qian were sweating profusely and panting.

It is reasonable to say that the cross talk was actually finished in half an hour, but the audience's voices were too strong, and it took three or four times to return to the show to barely satisfy the unsatisfied audience.

After stepping off the stage, Guo Degang greeted the waiter and put Huo Yunting backstage.

He recognized Huo Yunting the moment he came on stage.

"Old Guo, your reputation is well established. At that stop, the audience will be happy if you don't speak."

Guo Degang waved his hand, "It's still in its infancy, these audiences are my parents."

Huo Yunting nodded, turned to look at Yu Qian's hairstyle, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"I said Uncle Qian'er, you don't trim your hair well."

Picking up the purple sand teapot on the backstage table, Yu Qian blew hard on her mouth.

"What Uncle Qian'er, called Uncle Yu, why is he having sex with Lao Guo?"

"I said Brother Qian'er, what does it mean to have sex with me?"

Walking backstage, I suddenly saw a fat man in a long gown making tea.

"Master, I'll make tea for you—Brother Yun!?!"

Huo Yunting took a closer look, good guy, it turned out to be Yue Yunpeng.

This chubby man seems to have grown a little taller again, and his hair was shaved like his master's, leaving a layer on top of his head.

Yue Yunpeng put down his tea, and happily came up to give him a big hug.

"Brother Yun, I haven't heard from you for several months. I thought you were going back to my hometown."

"Yunpeng, cough, dialect, pay attention."

Guo Degang sat upright, picked up his teacup and took a sip to remind him.

"Oh, brother Yun, you look really energetic, like a college student. If you walk down the street, there must be many girls who like you."

Yue Yunpeng looked enviously at Brother Yun's body.

A black jacket and western-style trousers, and a cool pure black backpack.The most important thing is this face, with deep features, the more you look at it, the more attractive it is.

Huo Yunting froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of the girl on the subway who came to talk to her.

So they were chatting up?

Holding Xiaopang's face with both hands and looking up and down, Huo Yunting's expression became strange.

"I said chubby, are you fucking fat again?"

It is true that the height has grown a lot, but the width is also pulled to the sides.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian laughed, making Yue Yunpeng blush.

"Here, this fat-prone physique... Can the fat-prone physique be called gaining weight?"

The next thing is to eat very little, work too hard on weekdays, talk about learning to sing and other muddle-headed words.

For a moment, the small backstage was filled with cheerful laughter.

"Brother Yun."

A hearty voice came from behind, and when he looked back, he saw a long-haired boy in a long robe looking at him with a broom in his hand.

The eyebrows and eyes looked familiar.

"Huh? You are... Oh, that friend of Xiaopang, right? Kong Yunlong?"

"Hey, Brother Yun, you still remember me."

Looking behind Kong Yunlong, there is another person with a slightly backward hairline.Wearing a maroon gown, nine out of ten are also related to Lao Guo.

"I said Lao Guo, who is this?"

"Hey, I forgot to introduce you. This is my big apprentice, Yan Yunda. Yunda, your name is also Yun...you can call him Mr. Huo."

Originally, Guo Degang wanted him to be called Brother Yun as well.

But thinking about it again, Huo Yunting is only 20 this year, and Yun Da is 22. Calling Brother Yun is not a generation difference.

"Hello, Mr. Huo."

"Hello."

Huo Yunting looked around, three apprentices, one partner, and Mr. Zhang Wenshun, a noble man, Lao Guo's Deyun team is beginning to take shape.

"Old Guo, Uncle Qian'er, shall we go out for a drink or two?"

"Yo, you treat me?"

"I beg you, do you want to go?"

"Let's go!"

　Ask for collection and recommendation

　　


(End of this chapter)