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Chapter 68
The Peking Opera curtain call was successfully completed. Although there are not many people who like and understand Peking Opera in the area of ​​Yangcheng, thanks to the promotion of the big brother, they still won a lot of applause for the last performance.

Because the end of the new year was approaching, this group of actors dedicated to the promotion of Peking Opera would return to the capital the next day, and that night was a farewell feast for the group of people.

During the banquet, everyone exchanged glasses and exchanged glasses. Most of the people in this group were Gan Jing's senior brothers and sisters, who had helped him a lot during the rehearsal these days. Others were not from the Tan family, but also from families with close ties.

Gan Jing couldn't help persuading him, especially Shang Xiaorong, who had found a chance to take revenge, and toasted desperately.

When he woke up, it was already noon the next day, and he got out of bed in a daze, only to find it was quiet.

He picked up the cup from the bedside table and took a big sip of water. Gan Jing's head cleared up a lot. He saw that his wallet and mobile phone were neatly put aside, so he walked over to take the mobile phone.

There was a text message from senior brother Tan Shan on it, and it was sent in the morning according to the time.

"We're back in the capital, junior brother, take care. Although you are not interested in Beijing opera, remember that you are also a disciple of the Tan family. Don't forget, don't forget, everything is fine."

Gan Jing looked at the contents of the text message, and then shook his head in a daze for a long time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I drank too much yesterday, and I didn't even say my goodbyes. I only cared about the monk Xiaorong's drinking. It's really a pity that I can't say.

He raised his head and drank two more sips of water, then sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, always feeling a little bad.

"Come on, why does a big man act like a little girl like this!"

Gan Jing stood up immediately, among other things, in the past few months of studying Peking Opera, his cultural attainments have definitely improved.

After leaving the room, he went to the front desk of the hotel to pay the room rate, but was told that Tan Shan had already paid.

"Senior brother, you're safe and sound, I'll see you when I have time." Standing by the front desk, Gan Jing finally sent such a text message.

Walking out of the hotel, there are only five days until New Year's Eve, and the streets of Yangcheng finally start to feel like the New Year.

Gan Jing was walking on the road thinking about what he should do. To be honest, although he was very busy during this time, he lost his direction after he was done.

The road of Peking Opera was originally learned in order to gain attention on the stage, but now it has clearly rejected Master's kindness.

The road of acting is an attempt, but I never thought that I would become a leading actor all at once.

The question is, what happens after becoming the hero?
The show is over...why no one came to look for it afterward?

Shouldn't it be a lot of film appointments flying over?

Gan Jing was quite puzzled about how to go down the road, whether he needed to find a broker or something.

At this moment, the phone rang.

"Hello, who is it?"

"I'm Zhou Xuewen."

"Hello, Brother Zhou."

"Come and sit down?"

Gan Jing thought about it, and agreed because there was nothing serious about it. Zhou Xuewen is a good friend of the elder brother, and he feels that he is a good person after meeting him twice.

Strolling to the place by bus, Gan Jing saw Zhou Xuewen.

The temperature in Yangcheng in January is incomparable to that in Beijing, but although it is not cold, you still need to add a coat, and Zhou Xuewen is wearing a set... something as thin as gauze, which looks like a robe but is not.

"Brother Zhou, what are you wearing?" Gan Jing didn't come to the casino, but to his home.

Zhou Xuewen smiled slightly, welcomed Gan Jing into the door, and poured a cup of tea: "Hai Qing, what kind of tea do you like?"

"Is there any Sprite? I want to have some drinks." Gan Jing said carelessly, turned his head to look at the house, and found that the space is not too big, but it looks very simple and Zen.

As for how to see the meaning of Zen, it is because - there is a big word "Zen" hanging on the wall!

Hearing Gan Jing's answer, Zhou Xuewen was stunned for a moment, his expression was indifferent, and he showed a wry smile: "I really don't have Sprite here, let me bring you a bottle of juice..."

Gan Jing frowned: "Reluctantly."

Zhou Xuewen shook his head and smiled, "I'll prepare a box of Sprite for you next time. By the way, have you finished your work recently? I heard from Tan Shan that you are filming? I asked him to ask you about gambling games. Did he ask? "

"I asked, but I won't go." Gan Jing replied quite firmly, "It's not a big deal."

"There are so many masters in the World Gambling Competition, don't masters like you like this taste? Isn't that interesting?" Zhou Xuewen put the juice in front of Gan Jing.

Like a cloud of masters?That's why you don't go!
Gan Jing thought so in his heart, shook his head and said solemnly: "Gambling is not good, Linglong dice is not easy to play!"

The tea cup in Zhou Xuewen's hand trembled. Was it this guy who came to the casino to earn money for his junior sister's mobile phone last time?It's really... hob meat, don't be stingy!
"That's it." Zhou Xuewen actually has very little interest in this, but he just thinks that he is helping others. If Gan Jing is willing to go, he can get a place for him.

"How do you plan to spend New Year's Eve?" He had heard from Tan Shan that Gan Jing had no family and was alone.

"Uh, I plan to enjoy the fireworks, and then get busy to set up a security company to make the security business bigger and stronger." Gan Jing described himself as quite busy.

It's a pity, Zhou Xuewen heard right away that this guy actually had nothing to do, he put the teacup on the table, and said, "If you have nothing to do, come with me to watch the football game in the United States."

"what?"

This jump was too fast, Gan Jing couldn't react immediately, he hesitated: "New Year's Eve? You're not going home?"

Zhou Xuewen said lightly: "My parents were in a car accident. I am also a loner. I usually like to watch basketball, so I might as well go to the United States to see it."

Uh... a bit connected with fate, Zhou Xuewen's image suddenly softened a bit in Gan Jing's heart.

"The problem is that I'm not interested in basketball." Gan Jing spread his hands.

"It's fine if I have it. As a young man, you don't experience life much, and you don't go out to see more, what great achievements can you make?" Zhou Xuewen talked eloquently, "Only by opening your eyes can you achieve great things. Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, that's all. It's settled. Don't you have a visa? Give me your ID card, and I'll find someone to expedite it for you." He glanced at his phone, and the time was tight.

Well, the previous string of words is useless, but the last sentence makes sense.

Hitting children on rainy days, and being idle when you are idle, instead of spending New Year’s Eve alone, why not just experience the basketball culture.

Gan Jing agreed, and gave Zhou Xuewen his ID card, and saw that he began to order people to book tickets and apply for visas, and his actions were simply messed up.

Four days later, on an international flight to the United States, Gan Jing was in a daze. He suddenly remembered that he didn't know what game he was going to watch.

"Brother Zhou, what kind of basketball game are you going to watch?"

"In the NBA, in Salt Lake City, the Cavaliers play the Jazz."

(End of this chapter)