Although several days have passed since the end of summer, the temperature in the capital has not dropped, which makes people feel annoyed.

Zhou Xing’s home is not far from the theater. He takes a few bus stops and walks a few hundred meters away.

When I arrived at the entrance of the theater, I saw a poster of the drama to be performed tonight, such as a conspicuous location. Of course, Zhou Xing’s photo cannot appear inside. After all, it is banned, so I should pay attention to some impact.

Although the ban has been lifted, the poster was designed and produced a few days ago. Besides, Zhou Xing is an optional character in the theater. Who will remember his ban date?

In addition to family, as well as Jura and Teacher Cui.

Looking at the somewhat old teahouse-style theater in front of him, Zhou Xing smiled and said to himself: "My journey to come back starts here."

At this moment, a slap suddenly hit his shoulder, and a slightly surprised voice came from behind him:

"Oh, big stars are going to make a comeback? So, your ban will be lifted. Tsk, it's not easy."

Zhou Xing frowned, turned his head and saw a white face, but the combination of facial features made people feel annoying.

With the original owner's memory, Zhou Xing knew that the other party was named Chen Tong and was also an actor in the theater. Although he was not a big role, he had a higher status than him in the theater.

However, this guy is in his thirties and is still wandering in such a theater. He will never have much prospect in his life.

It’s not that Zhou Xing doesn’t like Guo Chao’s theater, but that Chen Tong is not very good at it.

The other party was jealous and looked down on Zhou Xing, who was beaten to the world, and Zhou Xing looked down on him once - he was not only a mean person, but his acting skills were just average, which was a little stronger than facial expressions.

Looking at Chen Tong, Zhou Xing said lightly: "It's not easy."

After saying that, Zhou Xing ignored him and was about to walk in, but Chen Tong shook over and wanted to take Zhou Xing's shoulders, but Zhou Xing tilted and Chen Tong's hand fell into vain.

Chen Tong squeezed his eyes awkwardly. Although he was angry, he didn't show it. He laughed:

"The sparrow and the phoenix are originally in the sky and the other on the ground. If you want me to tell me, you are just as determined as you are taller than the sky. Wouldn't you be more at ease? It's better to fly up with your head and not be smashed by the ice lump."

Zhou Xing frowned, knowing that this guy is happy to hit people on weekdays, but of course, he just picks the persimmons and pinches them.

Chen Tong continued, "So, this person must be self-aware. Your acting skills are just like that. I used to act in a few TV series. I don't know when it was the year when the smoke came from the ancestral grave. But after you were tortured, I wanted to smoke again. That's not a joke!"

This guy's mouth is really bad!

Even if this is the first time Zhou Xing has come across time, he can't help but want to beat him up.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhou Xing pretended to be pounded by a stone on the ground, his body tilted slightly, and his feet stretched out. Chen Tong, who was caught off guard, immediately tripped and hit the ground!

"Oh!" Chen Tong screamed.

They wear little in summer, and the actors have to change their clothes when performing, so they come to work when they wear it casually. Chen Tong wears big shorts, and his knees hit the ground without any obstacles, and immediately broke his skin.

Chen Tong's face collapsed in pain and said angrily: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Will you walk around?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I was squeaked by the stone." Zhou Xing said hurriedly, pretending to reach out to pull him.

"It's really! You don't have eyes!" Chen Tong knocked Zhou Xing off his hand, crawled up angrily, and refused to forgive others.

Zhou Xing narrowed his eyes: "What did you just say, say it again?"

Affected by Zhou Xing's momentum, Chen Tong's heart jumped and subconsciously avoided his eyes. Zhou Xing snorted coldly and walked towards the gate.

Chen Tong, who came to his senses, thought that he was scared by Zhou Xing just now, and felt a little embarrassed and scolded in a low voice:

"What awesome thing? He's just a banned little bastard. He's back and hatching you!"

Chen Tong's voice was not deliberately lowered. Although Zhou Xing walked to the door, he heard it, his eyes slightly cold, but he did not cause trouble for Chen Tong anymore. It would be meaningless to fight with such an old man.

Guo Chao treats him well and fights at the entrance of the theater. Both of them are theater actors, making people laugh at it for no reason.

After saying hello to the ticket checker at the door, Zhou Xing walked in.

The aunt stared at Zhou Xing's back and was stunned and murmured: "What's wrong, this is it, it's so cool."

Chen Tong, who came from behind, said, "Bitch, whoever cares about such a person will only give him a gift, but the boss will give him a gift. Otherwise, he would have gone home in shame. Not everyone in Sijiu City can survive."

The aunt looked at Chen Tong and shook her head in a hilarious way, knowing that this person is not a good person and doesn't respond.

Chen Tong asked for something boring, spat on the ground again, and walked in cursingly.

When entering the gate, it is a passage several meters long. When you pass through the passage, you will immediately become clear.

On the first floor is the hall, with square tables and backrest chairs, four horizontally and nine vertically, representing the four nine cities, with a total of thirty-six tables.

On the second floor is a private room next to the patio, with six rooms on one side, and a total of eighteen private rooms on three sides except the other side of the stage.

If both upper and lower floors are full, they can accommodate more than 200 people, and it is not small in the old theater in Beijing.

As for the performance platform, it is 1 meter high, 10 meters wide, and 15 meters deep. Although it is much smaller than a modern theater, it is enough to perform some small dramas.

After passing through the side aisle, Zhou Xing came to the backstage.

After first checking in with his fingerprint on the sign-in machine at the door, he pushed the door and walked in.

However, as soon as he entered, he found that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

First of all, everyone's face was not very good-looking, including Guo Chao, and the other one was that Zhou Xing saw a very unexpected person appearing here.

Guo Mingshun!

In this Chinese folk art world in time and space, Guo Mingshun is definitely an unavoidable person.

From the 1990s to the 2000s, Guo Mingshun appeared on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala at least ten times, and even now he is still the only one!

Guo Mingshun was a master of Chinese crosstalk, Mr. Li Wenchang, and was famous. In addition, he has a deep foundation. Every year, his crosstalk is a must-see program for the Spring Festival Gala. His status is comparable to that of Niu Qun and Jiang Kun, but he is older than these two people on stage.

Of course, these are all Zhou Xing’s original memories. After knowing this person’s identity, Zhou Xing became even more curious about why this old man came here today?

Everyone just glanced at Zhou Xing's entry and didn't care.

Guo Chao stomped his feet and cursed: "This Qilinshe is so shameless! Is there anyone who poached like this? When I performed, I poached my people and waited for me to fall, they picked up the bargain, right? This is a bad look!

"Xiao Chao!"

Suddenly, Guo Mingshun shouted, full of energy, and had a dark face.

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Chapter completed!