Gu Zheng took it with peace of mind, like Guo Yan’s master, and ordered: "Then what do you need to do?"

　　 "Don't worry, what is missing, I can't lack costumes here."

　　 When Guo Yan didn't meet him, he prepared a full set.

　　 After calculating the money, Gu Zheng thought that this person should leave wisely, right? Didn't Chaifeng bring out the meal without seeing it?

　　Who realized that the child hesitated and spoke again: "Master Gu, there is a wave of special guests waiting outside, saying that he wants to see you, can you see?"

　　 "Oh?" Gu Zheng was a little curious: "Who is it?"

　　 "I'm from some opera troupes in Beiping City. I come here to listen to the opera and I want to tell you a few words."

　　 "Oh, see you then."

　　Listen to the other party's intentions.

Seeing Gu Zheng nodded, Guo Yan hurriedly opened the door of the lounge. Three or four old men swarmed in all of a sudden. They circled Gu Zheng three times and looked carefully. Two times, he nodded in satisfaction, and sat down in front of Gu Zheng's table.

　　 I knew this was a relative, but I didn’t know that he was here to pick animals.

　　 "I said, several old gentlemen, what do you call me?"

　　 Before Gu Zheng's words were finished, an old gentleman with white beard and hair on the opposite side grabbed his hand and asked anxiously: "Is your master called Tian Dazhuang?"

　　 "Uh, I don't know Tian Dazhuang, but I do know the name of my master. His name is Wen Song."

　　 "Is it the Master Wensong who opened the Chaoyun Club in the suburbs of Beijing?"

　　 "Yes, how do you know?"

"It's really him." After getting the definite answer, the old man across from Gu Zheng showed a clear look: "Because your master and I were in the same period in Beiping City. Two people were on stage at the same time. One is in the south of the city, and the other is in the north. They were also called Beiping Shuangying at the time."

　　 Can’t tell, is the skinny monkey-like old man on the opposite side, or is he the famous character from the beginning?

　　 After the old man reported the name of this past episode, the people in the venue also followed.

　　 I think that these two niche players were able to play well, and also quietly, regardless of their own characteristics.

　　 There are sympathy and sympathy, and there are signs of goodbye, but no one can overwhelm anyone.

　　 The two brothers who thought they were going to compete for the rest of their lives, who wanted to Gu Zheng's master, Wen Song, suddenly lost his voice, and sadly withdrew from the Liyuanxing in the city, silently disappearing into the sight of everyone.

　　 This made this old man, who has not yet decided the outcome, unhappy all his life.

　　 Now that I see his heirs, the enthusiasm that I once had when I was young has spewed out again.

　　 "Since I am Wen Song's apprentice, would you please give me a few sentences?"

　　 Nowadays, there is still a taste of temporary confession in it. Gu Zheng also doesn't want to have **** with these seniors in the Liyuan line. He doesn't twitch, and simply stands up, and comes to his feet with a few words.

　　 With this opening, the old men on the opposite side showed a satisfied expression.

　　 That's right, this good voice is not used to sing Xiaosheng, it's a pity.

After singing 　　 two sentences, Gu Zheng just sat upright, inexplicably, he thought of Uncle He in the first world.

　　 The group of old men in front of him, all with the demeanor of a strict teacher, are not good fools.

　　 "Sing well! Then why don't you sing Xiaosheng? Say! Just ask why you don't sing Xiaosheng? You are silly, do you know? What about your master? Let him come and tell me!"

　　 Hi, this one is still thinking about Wen Song.

　　 "I, my master is dead." Gu Zheng's well-behaved expression, coupled with appropriate red eye circles, calmed the line of people on the opposite side.

　　 "It's no wonder that no serious person leads the way, don't blame you. Then, from now on, don't sing here."

　　 "You go to my opera garden and sing your niche, and see what you look like now, a great character, stay in this shabby place! This is blasphemous opera!"

　　 Hey hello, you old thing, I'm such a person who loves theater, I respectfully invited you in. In the end, you don't take my face to dig my stage pillars, it's an insult to people!

　　What happened to my garden? Why did you insult Master Gu?

After listening to the old man’s words, Guo Yan couldn’t stand it anymore. The guy who rolled his arms and sleeves wanted to go up. He made a black eye. He didn’t realize it. Before this step was taken, Gu Zheng gave him his foot. I stepped on it.

Gu Zheng, who prevented Guo Yan from getting into trouble, pitifully opened his mouth again: "Thank you gentlemen for your promotion, but I account for 40% of the pumping in this yard. If you can give me such a price, I I don't mind changing to another place and finding another job."

　　 As soon as Gu Zheng said the price, everyone present went silent.

　　 People like them, mixed up well to pull flags and open theatrical troupe, and they have to share the accounts with the teahouse and theater, and after deducting the expenses, there is not much profit left.

　　The bad mix is ​​still placed in the big theater garden, and only a certain percentage can be allocated according to the number of votes cast.

　　40%, how about we come to you to sing too?

　　 Seeing that the old guys on the opposite side of En Jiangang revenge were all dumb, Guo Yan couldn't help but tilt his nose up by five degrees, haha, do you know that Xiaoye is amazing?

　　 It was made with money, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can you compare it?

　　 Whoops, it’s because the instep hurts.

　　 Gu Zheng looked at the atmosphere in the arena, and quietly took off the soles of Guo Yan's feet.

　　Who thinks it is, but it can't be done, the old men made a second request: "Then what is your main reason for singing?"

"make money."

　　 "Then sing your niche in a down-to-earth manner! We can guarantee that it will definitely make more than what you are earning now."

　　 "But me!" Before Gu Zheng had found a proper reason for himself, his words were interrupted again.

　　 "Okay, don't you just want to say you are handsome? Who among us was not handsome when he was young? There are a few people who sing xiaosheng who are not handsome, and I haven't seen a flower."

The group of old men really guessed Gu Zheng's thoughts, but as he lifted the curtain of hair up, he showed his face in front of the old men, and then quickly put it down, the group of old men received the second place today. After a blow, they were all speechless again.

　　 Are we violating this kid, can we still chat happily?

　　 Don’t bring such a blow.

In order to conceal the embarrassment of saying that he is also handsome, Wen Song’s old opponent coughed twice, and in a blink of an eye was a more righteous education: "What's wrong with being handsome? Did you forget? What bite of food did we eat?"

　　 "It's difficult to paint us more beautiful on stage, but isn't it a simple thing to paint us ugly?"

　　 "idiot!"

　　Yes, it’s called black under the lights. It’s modern when the appearance is improved by makeup. This has brought Gu Zheng's thoughts too serious.

　　Think about it the other way around, makeup can also be ugly!

　　 You old men are still very useful.