Rebirth: I Want to Surf

The domestic performance market is indeed getting hotter and hotter.

Especially after the Olympic Games, local governments have more money, and develop tourism projects one by one, such as the Pear Blossom Festival, Peach Blossom Festival, and Cauliflower Festival.

To do a project, you have to be a stage. The most frequently invited one is the China Song and Dance Theater. There are more than 400 performances a year, and the performance can earn nearly 200 million yuan.

There are folk dancers, cross talk talkers, and Beijing opera singers, all of which are good times. Beijing opera is generally a personal hobby of the boss, and employees are invited to watch it on their birthdays.

Well, that’s right, a hundred years ago the landlord’s family held a church meeting, and the boss’s family held a church meeting a hundred years ago.

After hearing what Yao Yuan said, Sun Jianjun said otherwise, but he also agrees with the trend that the performance market is getting better and better, so he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

Princes and generals are kind to each other!

He also wants to be the boss.

Yao Yuan took a look at his expression and said with a smile: Uncle Sun, speaking of it, I would like to ask you for a favor.

Just say something.

I made a small website with my classmates...

Website? Oh internet, high tech, get it!

I want to recommend a place for students to eat, drink and have fun, but there is nothing about it now. You happen to be doing this. If there is any performance in the future, can you let me know?

...

How could Sun Jianjun understand? Yao Yuan said with a look of cross-server chatting, On which day, where, and what performance, please tell me the information, and I will post it online.

oh……

This time Sun Jianjun understood, and asked, Just this information, nothing else.

No, no, I'd be very grateful if you could do me this favor.

It's a trivial matter. Anyway, Lao Yao is here, so you can just ask him directly!

That's different, I have to report to you.

Tsk!

Sun Jianjun couldn't help looking at the old uncle again, how could you give birth to such an exquisite nephew?

The three of them were chatting when they heard random footsteps outside the courtyard, and then with a bang, one of them kicked the door open and shouted, Brother Sun, there's a fight!

The old man stood up quickly, his face full of excitement.

Fuck, find trouble for me every day!

Sun Jianjun also stood up, cursed, slipped his right hand first, took off the watch on his left wrist, stuffed it into his leather bag and threw it to Yao Yuan, then turned around and picked up a stick.

no……

you two……

Yao Yuan is a gentleman, and just now he pointed out Jiang Shan's style, but when he came across a fight, he was timid, and before he stuttered, the two of them had already run out.

He struggled for a moment, then followed out with his leather bag in his arms.

There is a small street outside, no street lights, only the dim light at the entrance of the small shop is on, the footsteps, shouting, and the bang bang sound of sticks being pulled on the flesh, are wrapped in a mass of erratic and dense shadows.

He stood and watched from a distance, unable to tell who was who.

Suddenly a shirtless buddy jumped out and kicked at a shadow lying on the ground. Someone from behind leaned forward and tried to sneak up, but was knocked down by another person with a stick.

Oh, this is the old man!

Yao Yuan crouched in a corner and shivered. About five minutes later, several people fled in despair, and several returned victorious.

Damn it, it's fine with the big boss, even a dickhead dares to look down on us!

This gang of chicken heads is the cheapest, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, I have long wanted to fuck them!

I don't want to go in the future, change to another one!

The newly opened pedicure shop is beautiful!

Including Sun Jianjun, a total of eight people have just performed Young and Dangerous: Tongxian Fengyun.

The shirtless buddy was tall, his muscles were like a little mouse, and he was smeared with blood. He came over and said with a smile, University student, didn't you scare me?

It's okay, you're mighty!

Haha, what a joke, when I was a soldier...

After the shirtless brother finished talking, several people went into the courtyard to fetch water for washing. It was not easy for Yao Yuan to go in to eat at this time, so he returned the purse to Sun Jianjun, and chatted with the old uncle at the snack department.

The old man's excitement hadn't passed yet, and Balabala was talking about those chicken heads.

...

Yao Yuan rolled his eyes, because the fights were serious in the future, you ran back to your hometown in despair, and immediately advised: Uncle, don't go to fight as soon as you get hot, you came to the capital to earn money, not to fight .”

You don't understand! You think that the business fell from the sky, and it was all snatched. There are several teams in the company who are responsible for the stage installation, and we are just one of them. .”

The old man looked around in the dark where all kinds of male thieves and female prostitutes were hidden, and said: Besides, this place is very chaotic, and there are people everywhere. If you are afraid, you will be bullied.

But it's worthless for you to fight. It's just a game of three melons and two dates.

What do you mean?

The old man was taken aback.

Those are all retired, right?

yes.

Are you all good?

It's not bad, eight of us can chase twenty people.

Tsk!

With this condition, don't go to the dirty circle, ah bah, what a pity the entertainment circle!

All I need is this gang of fighters!

That's it, look at you, good people are not good people, black people will not be black people, nest in Tong County for 1,800 yuan, you have to think about your future.

That Uncle Sun is a caring person, and he definitely wants to do it alone. You usually pay more attention, if you can't be the number one, can't you be the second in command?

Why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen?

In short, the cake in this industry is not small, and you can make money. If you accumulate more experience, we will also be the boss in the future.

My boss?

The old uncle pointed at his whole body and laughed: Don't talk about it, how do you think I look like a boss?

I'll help you!

Haha, fine, then I will rely on my nephew.

The old man didn't take it to heart at all, seeing that it was getting late, he found a small hotel nearby, 20 yuan a night, public toilets and water rooms.

In the end, he ran back to his residence and brought a large bag of things.

I don't have any money in my pocket, and I don't have anything useful. These are special gifts from people who go to various places to install sets. I think some of them are quite good.

I don't need it, you keep it for yourself.

Take it and take it!

The old uncle blamed himself, and said: It is reasonable to say that we are both in the capital, and you come all the way during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The uncle can't treat you badly. But the uncle really has no conditions, so you can take it.

Yao Yuan could only accept it.

The SMS Union's money has not yet arrived, and he is not rich, otherwise he will have to give some.

Then I'll go back tomorrow morning. If you have something to do, don't worry about it. I'll go by myself.

It's really something. Some unit in Tongxian County is going to organize activities. You have to get up early to install the stage.

What event? The National Day is over.

The holidays haven't passed yet, anyway, I'll find some reason to perform. There are no stars, so I hired a folk art troupe to talk about cross talk, small work...

Wait a minute! Quyi Troupe?

What's wrong?

When is the performance?

Morning.

Then I'll leave after watching.