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 I went to Yinchuan, I packed all my bags, including mattresses, bedding, and a washbasin.

When we arrived, we saw that we were staying in a hotel.

Which of the things in the hotel is not better than his bed that has not been changed for three to five years?

So his bed sheets and quilts were always thrown in the corner to collect dust.

Now that the filming was completed and he had received a salary of 40,000 yuan, he had to equip himself well no matter what, so he swept this pile of rags into the garbage.

The backpack only contained some toothbrushes, toothpaste, a change of clothes and other daily necessities.

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

While squinting, he felt a set of footsteps coming towards him.

When he opened his eyes, a young girl wearing a plaid dress looked at him with a red face.

"Um... hello, which university are you from?"

"Girl, I never went to college. Have you found the wrong person?"

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

The girl was stunned for a moment, her lips moved for a long time, and then she returned to her seat with a blushing face.

After Huo Yunting saw her sitting back, the little sisters around her immediately gathered around her and cooed.

Huo Yunting shrugged, inexplicably.

In about half an hour, we walked from the Temple of Heaven Park towards the Tianqiaole Tea Garden.

It's still the same antique door, unchanged from a few months ago. Except for the large gilt characters on the plaque, which are a little darker.

As soon as you push the door open, the tone of Huangmei Opera reaches your ears.

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

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

"Okay, I want a dip of Maojian."

"Sit over here and wait a moment."

We were still in the front row, and not long after we sat down, the waiter in Peony Cheongsam brought the tea.

This Huangmei opera sings "Pig Weed", which is one of the few operas that Huo Yunting can listen to.

The plot is simple and easy to understand. It is basically a story about two children who had a little conflict and then cleared up the misunderstanding and became good friends.

But I only heard the tail end.

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

After a while, two men in black coats came on stage. Before they could stand firm, there was a roar from the audience.

"Xu~"

"Uu——"

Huo Yunting took a closer look and saw that Yu Qian was still dressed in the same way, not much changed. At most, his hair looked more like a chicken coop.

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

The slanted bangs that used to look cool were shaved off, and a sweetheart was left on the top of his forehead.

It can be said that it takes clowning to the extreme.

The two of them stood in front of the table, unmoved by the roar of applause from the audience.

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

"not welcome!"

The voices in the audience echoed in unison.

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

"Hey hey hey, just wait for a while. Where did you hear that someone begged you to come?"

"Donkey Yan'er, shut up."

"Hey!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"It makes me laugh so hard. I come here every day just to watch them."

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

The cross talk took about an hour to finish. Guo Degang and Yu Qian were sweating profusely and panting.

Logically speaking, the cross talk was actually finished in half an hour, but I couldn't bear the audience's overwhelming voice, so I had to go back three or four times to satisfy the unsatisfied audience.

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

He recognized Huo Yunting the moment he came on stage.

"Lao Guo, your reputation has been established. Wherever you go, the audience will be happy even if you don't say anything."

Guo Degang waved his hand, "It's still in the initial stage. These audiences are my parents."

Huo Yunting nodded, turned to look at Yu Qian's hairstyle, and suddenly became happy.

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

Picking up the purple clay teapot on the table backstage, Yu Qian took a deep blow into his mouth.

"Uncle Qian'er, his name is Uncle Yu, how can he be the same as Lao Guo?"

"Brother Qian'er, what do you mean by being the same as me?"

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

"Master, let me make tea for you——Brother Yun!?!"

Huo Yunting took a closer look and saw that it was Yue Yunting.

The fat little man seemed to have grown a little taller, and his hair was shaved into the same style as his master's, leaving a layer on top of his head.

Yue Yuncheng 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 I was going back to my hometown."

"Yunpeng, cough, dialect, pay attention."

Guo Degang sat upright, picked up the tea cup and took a sip as a reminder.

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

Yue Yunpeng looked at Brother Yun's body with envy.

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

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the girl who came to talk to him on the subway.

Turns out they were trying to strike up a conversation?

Holding the little fat man's face in his hands and looking up and down, Huo Yunting looked strange.

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

He has indeed grown a lot taller, but his width has also been stretched to both sides.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian laughed loudly, making Yue Yuncheng blush.

"This, this body that tends to gain weight... Can it be called gaining weight?"

The next thing is that he eats very little, works too hard on weekdays, talks about how to learn to sing, etc.

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

"Brother Yun."

A cheerful voice came from behind. When he looked back, he saw a short-haired boy in robes looking at him, holding a broom in his hand.

His eyebrows looked familiar.

"Eh? You are... Oh, Xiaopang's friend, right? Kong Yunlong?"

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

Looking behind Kong Yunlong, there is another person with a slightly backward hairline. He is wearing a maroon gown, and he is most likely related to Lao Guo.

"I said Lao Guo, who is this?"

"Hey, I forgot to introduce you. This is my eldest apprentice, Yan Yunda. Yunda, your name is also Yun... let's call him Mr. Huo."

Originally, Guo Degang wanted him to also call him Brother Yun.

But thinking about it again, Huo Yunting is only 20 this year, and Werder is already 22. Calling him Brother Yun is not a seniority difference.

"Hello, Mr. Huo."

"Hello."

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

"Lao Guo, Uncle Qian'er, why don't we go out for a drink?"

"Hey, are you treating me to a treat?"

"I beg you, can you leave?"

"Let's go!"

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