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"I'm so bored, I'm so bored!" Shi Xiangcheng yelled in the background.

"Go out and sweep the floor, so you don't have to worry about receiving guests." It was Feng Feifei who spoke.

"Fart, I still serve tea and water for your theater troupe?" Shi Xiangcheng really wanted to poke Feng Feifei's dog's head, "Even if Xie Shuangchen dare not ask me to serve tea and water, what are you thinking?"

"Then you don't have to come." Feng Feifei said.

Shi Xiangcheng said, "I'm here to get some documents, okay?" Seeing Yao Sheng coming, she said to Yao Sheng, "Boss Yao, why don't you take care of your second lady? You talk to me like this, I'm afraid it's not Go to heaven!"

"Yo, this is not our family." Yao Sheng said, "You tell his brother to take care of him, they are a family."

"Come on." Shi Xiangcheng said.

Yao Sheng's troupe has a simple name, "Sheng Club". There is no reason, it's just narcissistic and simple and easy to remember.Sheng Club has attracted a lot of attention since its preparation. Yao Sheng is a person who always makes shocking noises in everything he does. He personally selected the actors for the two dramas in Beijing Review. After confirming the cast, he put in a lot of effort over marketing.Let him take the lead in making waves, who can not give some face?

Not to mention the opera circle, even Zhang San Li Si Wang Er Mazi in the entertainment circle has to accept Boss Yao's favor.In addition, Yao Sheng himself has a lot of fans, and he also likes to engage in hunger marketing. There is only one show every Monday night, with a total of [-] or so tickets.

The same person watches it once a week, no matter how much you like it, you will get tired of it.But Yao Sheng's heart is very dark, he often invites some celebrity friends from the entertainment industry to stand on the platform from time to time, he doesn't have to do anything, just sit and drink tea and listen to the show, and then casually post some on the Internet photo.

Today it’s this actor who comes to listen to the play, tomorrow it’s the singer who comes to listen to the show, and the day after tomorrow it’s a certain traffic who comes to listen to the show... It’s like the retro style is suddenly back, and it’s not fashionable not to go to other people’s theaters to listen to a show people.

The older ones can set up veteran cadres, and the younger ones can make contrasting and cute ones. Do it, this theater has become an exposure channel, and even a brokerage company contacted Yao Sheng's team to ask Boss Yao Can you bring your own little artist, just leave a seat for me, after all, who doesn't want to hang out in the cultural circle?

How can the fans of each family stand up to such a commotion?Who knows if you will run into your idol in the theater?Still have to wait for the ticket to be issued every day and grab it quickly?

That grand occasion was simply the spring of scalpers.

Yao Sheng's heart belongs to his heart, but he is still diligent and conscientious in his performances. He didn't go anywhere for the whole summer, just like the weekly show in the theater.With the addition of marketing and dry goods, Sheng Club's business unexpectedly exploded.

Yao Sheng himself had never imagined this point, because it was not a business deal for him, but the first step of a long march.It is also his skill to be able to stir up old-fashioned cold rice.The young girls came to listen to it several times, which one would not shake their heads and sing a few words "Called Zhang Sheng" when they go back?

Besides, the horns are pretty!

"Sausage, why don't you stay and listen to the show?" Yao Sheng said with a smile, "I'll give you an extra seat in the first row, and you can get thousands of yuan a piece."

"I don't understand." Shi Xiangcheng said, "I can enjoy listening to cross talk, and listening to opera... It's really not good. I admit that my cultural level is relatively low. No, how did you do it? Teach me, so Thousands of dollars for the first row of tickets in a small theater? Are you crazy?"

"The price of the scalper." Yao Sheng said, "Actually, I don't know the exact price. I just know that today's event is very expensive."

Shi Xiangcheng asked, "Why?"

Feng Feifei rushed to say: "Because that Mingcheng is here."

"...Damn it!" Shi Xiangcheng said, "Do you have security measures? Don't destroy public property for me! You can do it... How much is this traffic?"

"Isn't it hurtful to talk about money?" Yao Sheng said, "It's too late."

Shi Xiangcheng said, "Then... who do you have feelings for?"

Feng Feifei said: "He has feelings for everyone."

Yao Sheng tapped Feng Feifei's head: "How do you talk?"

"Am I talking normally?" Feng Feifei yelled, "Why are you hitting me on the head?"

Yao Sheng said, "I am willing."

"You two don't quarrel." Shi Xiangcheng was in pain when he heard this sound, but fortunately Xie Shuangchen was not there, otherwise she would have tinnitus.She asked Yao Sheng quite curiously: "Boss Yao, can you teach me how to do it? Xie Shuangchen, that dead bastard, knows how to get off the kang to eat and go to the kang to find Mr. Ye, and he doesn't want to do anything. Look, after their special session He was lying at home like a dog, and he said that the video of the English rap was so popular on the Internet. Take care."

Yao Sheng said: "He, as long as someone takes care of things for him, he dares to be the shopkeeper. You count on him? I guess you have to count on it in your next life."

"So I really don't count on him." Shi Xiangcheng said, "He talks about cross talk well, produces good works, as long as he doesn't act like a monster. As for anything else, I will try to make arrangements for him."

Yao Sheng said: "You can ask my agent about this matter. I am usually responsible for giving advice, and the implementation of specific details depends on the people under my management."

"Then..." Shi Xiangcheng leaned forward and asked Yao Sheng sincerely, "Can you arrange your junior brother to attend the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I don't even want to go to the Spring Festival Gala myself, so I still arrange for him?" Yao Sheng stood up and stretched himself, and immediately a group of people came over to play for him.Today's show is "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest", a comedy with a full range of accessories, and there are more people in the backstage than usual, so it's very lively.

"Let's talk about it." Yao Sheng continued, "The Spring Festival Gala is the domain of his seniors. It's a bit difficult for him to visit this pier."

"...Hey." Shi Xiangcheng sighed, "It's really helpless."

Yao Sheng said: "That can't be helped, the situation is like this. But if you think about it differently, if it's just the Spring Festival Gala, which channel's Spring Festival Gala is not the Spring Festival Gala?"

Shi Xiangcheng said: "Okay, I'll figure it out with them later. I think it's a good idea. If they don't cooperate later, isn't it in vain?"

Yao Sheng said, "It's not possible."

Shi Xiangcheng didn't want to stay for a long time because the backstage was a mess, and he was about to go out when Feng Feiluan came in.Feng Feifei called "Brother", Feng Feiluan smiled at him, and went to Yao Sheng's side.

Yao Sheng was almost dressed up, and was being waited on to get dressed, Feng Feiluan went to him and said a few words, only to see Yao Sheng showing a helpless look, and said in a low voice: "The backstage is a mess, What are you doing?"

"I don't know." Feng Feiluan said, "Maybe I came over to say hello to you to show my closeness."

"Hey, you said it's not easy for me to refuse him." Yao Sheng said, "Forget it, let him come in."

When Feng Feiluan went out, Shi Xiangcheng became very gossipy and moved over. Feng Feifei asked her: "Aren't you leaving? Why are you back?"

"I'm happy." Shi Xiangcheng imitated Yao Sheng's tone and replied.

After a while, a young man wearing a sweater and a baseball cap came in. Although he was low-key, he couldn't hide his youthful atmosphere.Yao Sheng was doing the final tidying up, saw that person in the mirror, turned his head and said with a smile, "Hey, are you here?"

He was pretending to be playful, looking at Shenghui with a frown and a smile, Ming Cheng was dazed, and after a long time he nodded in a daze and said: "Yes, here we come."

"The backstage is chaotic and the reception is not good." Yao Sheng said, "Fei Fei, go get a glass of water."

Feng Feifei said: "I won't go."

At this time, Shi Xiangcheng's cleaning girl's professional level was revealed, and she immediately said, "I'll go." She knew the way backstage, and after bringing a cup of hot water, she sat down very casually and unceremoniously.Yao Sheng didn't stop her, and acquiesced in her behavior of watching gossip openly and aboveboard.

"The manager's assistant didn't come?" Yao Sheng asked Ming Cheng.

"Here we come." Ming Cheng said, "At the front desk, I said I came to the backstage to say hello to you, but they didn't follow."

Yao Sheng said, "I'm relieved."

Ming Cheng smiled and said, "What's there to worry about in Boss Yao's territory?"

"This is not my territory." Yao Sheng smiled slightly, pointed to Shi Xiangcheng and said, "The theater is a business of others, and I borrowed it all."

Ming Cheng looked at Shi Xiangcheng and smiled politely.That smile is so standard that there are no flaws, it is an idol's due business to female fans.

Shi Xiangcheng didn't like this at all. Mingcheng was good-looking, but compared to Xie Shuangchen, his meaning was much worse.Xie Shuangchen is extremely handsome when he is not smiling or talking, and he is full of hormones that hit a girl's heart with a glance, but his funny nature affects the display of his beauty, and often makes people ignore his appearance.

Of course, this is Shi Xiangcheng's feedback to that face every day. If you are an ordinary fan or passer-by, the first thing you pay attention to is Xie Shuangchen's handsomeness.

"Hey, let's just talk about cross talk." Shi Xiangcheng said, "It's very vulgar, and it can't be compared with Boss Yao."

Ming Cheng said: "I saw Xie on the Internet these two days..." He hesitated how to address him, Shi Xiangcheng said: "Xie Xiaowu."

"..." Ming Cheng's expression was a bit awkward, what age is this and you still call others "Master"?Obviously it wasn't what he said last time.He looked at Yao Sheng as if asking for help, Yao Sheng lowered his head to drink water and said, "Yes, Little Fifth Master."

Ming Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only say: "I saw the video of his special session, his English is very good."

Shi Xiangcheng smiled and said nothing, Yao Sheng also said: "Well, it's pretty good." But he said in his heart, probably your little fifth master has learned that paragraph, and others might not even be able to say hello.

Ming Cheng said: "Has he thought about developing in other directions?"

"What do you think he can develop?" Yao Sheng said, "to steal your job?"

"I..." This sentence made Ming Cheng a little ashamed.A person who talks about cross talk can go to grab the job of an idol idol, is he too good?Or are you too incompetent?

"You little brain." Yao Sheng smiled, with a soft tone, "Why do you think of others instead of yourself?"

Ming Cheng lowered his head and said, "Then my concert, are you coming or not?"

Only then did Shi Xiangcheng remember that when the tickets for the special event were sold, it was this guy who caused the website to crash.

"Come on, come on." Yao Sheng said, "It's just that I'm tired of singing these days, so I can only pack lightly and go to the stage to observe. You have to sing well."

Ming Cheng was a little disappointed, but he couldn't express himself well, so he could only nod his head.

Feng Feiluan came over and said, "It's time to start the show."

"Okay." Yao Sheng stood up, planning to send Ming Cheng out.

Ming Cheng quietly returned to the front desk and sat down, surrounded by fans, all of them looked very excited, but no one dared to shout.Shi Xiangcheng came out and took a look around. He didn't know what trick Yao Sheng used to make the irrational star-chaser girl sit here safely.

None of this has anything to do with her. The top priority is that she needs to deal with the few... cases in hand.

Xie Shuangchen literally lay at home for a few days, recuperating and resting, and had enough rest.But Ye Ling is not as free as he is. He still wants to come and visit occasionally to arrange work or something.Since Xie Shuangchen didn't show up much after the special show for a week, old fans and new fans were a little anxious to wait, and they all asked Xiao Wuye to release tickets in advance when he returned.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Shi Xiangcheng discussed with Ye Ling. Ye Ling was also sympathetic to the audience, so he agreed.

The Wing Ping Club releases programs one day in advance, and audiences are also used to buying them one day in advance. For the show that Xie Shuangchen came back, the program list and tickets were released a week in advance, and the tickets were empty as soon as they came out.

Shi Xiangcheng sighed again and again, the children of today...

One advantage of a small theater is that you can get close to each other, even if the last row is only a dozen meters away from the stage.The real sense of reality is far from what can be compared on any big stage, and the sense of interaction is stronger.

Compared with special performances, everyone prefers to go to small theaters.

The show starts at 06:30, and it usually starts after [-]:[-], so the audience is very lively.It turned out to be strange today, it was already [-]:[-] and no one came.

Xie Shuangchen looked at the front desk from the backstage. It was deserted as if it was about to close down, and asked Shi Xiangcheng: "Did we issue the wrong tickets?"

"No." Shi Xiangcheng was also puzzled, "The tickets are all sold out, it's strange, where are you?"

Qiu Ming said: "Could it be that we have traveled collectively?"

Ye Ling said: "Let's wait and see, let's talk at seven o'clock."

Around [-]:[-], only four or five girls wandered in, carrying two plastic bags.The service girl welcomed them in, and a few of them sat at the table in the middle, took off their coats and put their things, and sat down after a lot of tinkering.

Then spread the brought snacks all over the table.

The Pingping Club does not forbid the audience to bring their own things. After all, many audiences will give the actors some small gifts, and there is no way to tell what they are doing.Xie Shuangchen didn't bother to earn the money for the drinks, the theater provided them at ordinary prices.Buy a ticket, and you can bring a pot of water to sit for an afternoon.

But setting up a table for such a big battle is a bit too much, isn't it?

Until seven o'clock, there was only one table in the whole hall, and the backstage actors didn't know what to do.

"Why did I just come back, and I was greeted with memories of bitterness and sweetness?" Xie Shuangchen joked, "It's too miserable!"

They were hesitating, when they heard a girl shouting outside: "Don't wait, let's start, we'll take care of it today!"