My ex is a queen, I'm on fire

Nebula Club.

Yue Yunfei was practicing Guankou in the ticket office.

This is the daily life of a cross talk actor. Even if you are already very familiar with Guankou, you still have to take it out and practice it occasionally, otherwise it will be easy to get unfamiliar.

However, when Yue Yunfei was practicing vigorously, someone suddenly knocked on the window of the ticket office: "Little brother, is this the ticket office of Xingyun Club?"

Yue Yunfei, whose train of thought was interrupted, stopped. He glanced outside and saw the two people who looked like a couple, and immediately greeted them with smiles: "Yes, the two of you are buying tickets?"

In fact, Yue Yunfei was a little confused. It was only noon, and it was still early for the evening performance. Under normal circumstances, no audience would come to buy tickets so early.

"Then give me two, thirty-one, right?"

The man pointed to the sign next to the window that said "Fare Thirty" for confirmation.

"Yes, thirty-one, sit wherever you want."

"The performance starts at 7:30, if you come earlier, you can sit in the front."

Yue Yunfei replied with a smile. In fact, he just said the latter sentence casually, because according to the previous attendance rate, it is the same, but it will show more audience.

"okay."

The man paid and left with his girlfriend with two tickets.

Maybe I went shopping nearby, so I bought the ticket by the way.

Looking at the back of the two of them leaving, Yue Yunfei thought silently, after all, this kind of situation is too rare, even after he came to Xingyun Club, it seems that it never happened.

Where did you just recite?

Forget it, let's go back!

Yue Yunfei forgot where he had memorized that part of "The Reckless Man", so he simply recited it again:

Thinking back to the beginning, there was a reckless man in the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty. Since Taoyuan was married three times, my uncle’s surname is Liu, his name is Bei, his style name is Xuande, and he lives in Dashulou Sang.

Yue Yunfei had just recited a few words when someone knocked on the window of the ticket office again: "Handsome guy, buy a ticket."

Yue Yunfei, who was interrupted again, had to stop. This time, five people came, three women and two men. The five were very young, and they should be students from a nearby university.

And the one who stepped forward to speak was a girl with long hair. The other party had big eyes, was very beautiful, and had a nice voice. Her "handsome guy" even made Yue Yunfei's heart flutter.

"How many do you want?"

Yue Yunfei collected himself and asked.

"Five."

"Thirty one, right?" the girl replied.

"Yes, a total of one hundred and fifty."

The girl scanned the QR code to pay, and when Yue Yunfei handed over the five tickets to the other party, the girl's little finger accidentally touched Yue Yunfei's hand, which made this big boy who had never been in a relationship suddenly feel like an electric shock.

"that."

Yue Yunfei wanted to pluck up the courage to ask for the girl's contact information, but when the other party looked at her, he was embarrassed after all, and instead asked, "I want to ask, how do you know about Xingyun Club?"

Yue Yunfei was thinking about this question when the five people appeared. If the couple just now was just an accident, then these five people obviously came here on purpose.

It was only noon, and seven tickets were sold, which is too abnormal!

You know, only twelve tickets were sold yesterday!

"We read Teacher Chen's Weibo!"

The girl replied with a smile, and then left talking and laughing with a few friends.

Teacher Chen's Weibo?

Today, Master and Mistress went to him to talk about the acquisition. Could it be that Xingyun Club has really been acquired by him?

Thinking about it, Yue Yunfei quickly opened Weibo, and then clicked on Chen Wenhan's Weibo page. Sure enough, an hour ago, he posted a Weibo about Xingyun Club.

At present, there are more than 20,000 comments on this Weibo, and more than 200,000 likes.

With such a huge amount of data, it is inevitable that some netizens in the capital will come to check in. That's how the seven people just came.

And just as Yue Yunfei was scrolling through Chen Wenhan's Weibo comment, someone came to his door again, this time three men came.

"This is Xingyun Club, please come for three tickets."

"okay."

Yue Yunfei put down his mobile phone to greet the three of them, but before the three of them left, another person came, and as more and more people gathered, there was a queue at the entrance of the ticket office.

This is the first time this situation has happened in the three years since the Xingyun Club opened.

Yue Yunfei hurriedly called his brothers and called for help.

the other side.

When Wang Degang, Bai Qian, and Guo Hui walked out of the government service hall, they all felt as if they were in a dream.

The Xingyun Club, which has been in the red for three years, has just changed hands. Wang Degang has complicated emotions on his face. Although he can take a breath for a while with the 800,000 cash, he is even more confused about the future, because he is not sure where the Xingyun Club is. What will happen under Chen Wenhan's operation?

Bai Qian lit a cigarette and smoked silently. He is a native of the capital, and his family has been demolished. The pressure of life is actually much less than that of Wang Degang. The latter sold his house in Jinmen and came to the capital to start a business. He is quite desperate the meaning of.

The reason why Bai Qian also invested a lot of money was that he really liked cross talk, and a large part of the reason was that Wang Degang's hard work and perseverance moved him.

Now the career that the two of them have been fighting for has suddenly come to an abrupt end, or it has been reversed. Before, he and Wang Degang were at the helm of the ship, but now they are the crew.

Shares can be transferred quickly, but the transfer of identity needs to be adapted.

On the contrary, Guo Hui has no time to worry about the spring and autumn, because the ticket collection account of the Xingyun club has money in it one after another, ninety, sixty, three hundred, one hundred and eighty.

She silently calculated according to the amount of money, and sold more than 20 tickets in such a short time.

But the problem is, it's only noon, and it's not time to sell tickets yet.

What's the situation?

Is there a problem with the receiving account?

Guo Hui patted Wang Degang, who had a dignified expression and didn't know what he was thinking: "Degang, my WeChat has been adding money, what's going on?"

"In what money?"

Wang De just came back to his senses and asked a casual question.

"It's the ticket collection account!"

"That means someone is buying tickets."

Wang Degang didn't take it seriously. Although the time was a bit early, occasionally there would be old viewers passing by Xingyun Club and buying tickets in advance.

"No, more than 20 tickets have been sold in just a short while, here we come again, three tickets"

As Guo Hui talked, another 90% was credited to the receiving account.

"What?"

"This is more than 20 tickets?"

Just now Wang Degang didn't understand Guo Hui's meaning, he thought it was only a sporadic ticket or two, but he didn't expect to have sold more than 20 tickets.

What's more, this is only the audience who pays by scanning the code, and there are still audiences who will pay in cash.

"here we go again!"

During the conversation, another one hundred and two were credited, and Guo Hui showed the credit record to Wang Degang beside him.

After reading it, Wang Degang suddenly showed suspicion. He took his mobile phone and called Yue Yunfei, but the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

What is this kid doing! !

Wang Degang curled his lips depressed.

"Go back and have a look."

"Brother Qian'er, go to the theater quickly, something seems to be wrong!"

Guo Hui turned her head and yelled at the smoking Bai Qian who was behind, the latter had a car, today the three of them went to CTV and went here to go through the formalities and it was Bai Qian who was driving.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

Bai Qian just finished smoking a cigarette, so he extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

"Money has been getting into the ticket account, and Xiaoyue doesn't answer the phone. I don't know what's going on."

"That's a good thing!"

Bai Qian smiled.

"Who knows what's going on, you have to go back and have a look!"

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Guo Hui is still not sure whether it is because the tickets are selling well.

"Okay, get in the car!"

Bai Qian took a few quick steps and opened the door to get into the driver's seat.

Wang Degang and Guo Hui also got into the car.

Twenty minutes later, the three of them returned to the Xingyun Club. However, the three of them were a little confused when they walked into the alley, because there was a line of thirty to forty meters long in the alley leading to the theater.

"this?"

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, there happened to be another couple standing at the end of the row. Wang Degang grabbed the man and asked, "Little brother, what are you doing?"

"Queue to buy tickets!"

"The Xingyun club recommended by Mr. Chen is very funny."

The man didn't know Wang Degang at all, it was simply because Chen Wenhan recommended it on Weibo, and because the fare was cheap, he wanted to bring his girlfriend to listen to it.

"That's it!"

Wang Degang looked at each other with Guo Hui and Bai Qian, and the answer to the mystery that troubled the three of them was finally revealed.

"This teacher Chen's influence is really incredible!"

Bai Qian sighed while walking into the theater.

"yes."

Wang Degang nodded, but felt a little sad: "Three years of hard work is not as effective as Mr. Chen's Weibo!"

"This is influence!"

Bai Qian sighed again, without adding: "However, this also shows from the side that our choice should be right, just like you often said on stage, a stage where talents are not displayed is no different from shit !"

"Acting to twenty or so audiences every day, how can there be a bright future!"

Guo Hui, on the other hand, quickened her pace excitedly: "I'll ask Xiaoyue how many tickets have been sold."

She walked through the crowd and quickly entered the ticket office. At this moment, Yue Yunfei was already sweating profusely, and with him was his brother Liu Yunlong who called over the phone.

The Xingyun club has a duty schedule, and before 4:00 p.m., there is usually only one apprentice of Wang Degang in the theater, cleaning up and guarding the ticket office.

Usually, the duty is very leisurely, because no one buys a ticket, and it is fine to sweep the floor.

But today's situation is completely different. After Yue Yunfei called Liu Yunlong, he was still too busy to take off, because occasionally he had to maintain order on the scene while selling tickets.

"Master, you are back. The audience went crazy today, and more than a hundred tickets have already been sold."

Yue Yunfei wiped his sweat while reporting the ticket sales situation.

In fact, Guo Hui probably knew it well, because most of the audience paid by scanning the QR code, and the money went directly to her.

"I'm watching, you go and call and call all the senior brothers over."

Guo Hui sat in front of the ticket window and asked Yue Yunfei to make a call.

"okay!"

Yue Yunfei responded, and retreated to the back, just to catch his breath while on the phone, he was indeed exhausted.

China TV Building.

After Chen Wenhan posted on Weibo, he was busy with coordinating singing and dancing programs.

Right now he has finalized 12 programs, and he doesn't plan to move on these 12 programs.

However, the task Hu Guomin set for him was about 22 programs, that is to say, Chen Wenhan still had to choose ten programs, and he would not reserve three places for dance programs, and the remaining seven programs were still for music.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. It was a message on WeChat. There are too many people sending WeChat messages to Chen Wenhan every day. He didn't really care too much. The person in question turned out to be Su Mo who had been out of touch for a long time.

Click on the WeChat message, there are only four words: Are you in the capital?

After finishing the recording of "Music Dream Chaser", Su Mo started a global concert tour, including seven stops abroad. Before leaving, Su Mo gave him a farewell hug.

Calculating the time, Su Mo should have completed his overseas tour.

"What's the matter, are you back home?"

Chen Wenhan didn't answer Su Mo's question directly, but asked back.

"Well, I just landed in the capital."

"The day after tomorrow is the capital concert."

Su Mo replied quickly.

"An appointment for dinner tonight?"

Chen Wenhan sent out the invitation at the right time. In fact, eating was secondary. He was going to talk to Su Mo about the Spring Festival Gala.

Su Mo is the hottest piano goddess this year, it would be unreasonable not to show her face in the Spring Festival Gala.

"Okay, set a time and place to send it to me."

Chen Wenhan replied with an OK emoji. He felt that this taciturn Teacher Su seemed to be talking more than before. According to her personality, she used to jump out with one or two words.

Putting down his phone, Chen Wenhan clicked on the performance videos on the computer again. These videos were submitted by singers for review. Some singers who failed to participate in the first review would send their prepared works to the program group by email.

Chen Wenhan and several other directors of singing and dancing programs will conduct an online review, and if there are works that you like, you can come directly to participate in the second review.

And while Chen Wenhan was watching a video of a female singer's performance, his cell phone rang suddenly, it was Lin Nian.

"Nian Nian, miss me?"

When the phone was connected, Chen Wenhan asked with a smile.

"It's finally finished. I'll fly to the capital in a while. Do you have time in the evening?"

During this time, Lin Nian was on the crew of "Hitching the Wrong Car". As the heroine, she had a lot of roles, and she had a heavy shooting task. She was the last actor in the crew to wrap up, and after she wrapped up, the movie was considered to be over.

"What time do you arrive in the capital?"

Chen Wenhan did not respond immediately, but asked.

He had just made an appointment with Su Mo for dinner, and there was a possibility of a car crash in time.

"seven thirty."

"If it's not later, are you going to pick me up?"

Lin Nian thought that Chen Wenhan wanted to pick up the plane, so he asked with a smile.

"Ahem, the Spring Festival Gala program team is a bit busy here, how about this, I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Then have a supper together!"

If the dinner time is given to Su Mo, then the supper time can only be left to Lin Nian.

"All right."

Lin Nian is not the kind of hypocritical little girl, and Chen Wenhan's reason is very reasonable. The Spring Festival Gala program team is naturally very busy as the year is approaching.

What's more, she thinks it's good to have supper, because she can go back to the hotel to rest just after eating.

Long time no see, I miss you so much!