Republic of China: With the support of the veteran actor system, it is invincible

The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month!

As the last "fifteenth" of the year, it means the successful ending of this year!

For ordinary people in Shanghai, the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month is a day for offering sacrifices to heaven.

In the south, people will worship the Jade Emperor in their homes or temples on this day to bless them with peace.

However, this year's fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month became unusual!

Many ordinary people do not worship the Jade Emperor, but instead worship the "Nighthawk God"!

And this phenomenon is very common.

Especially during this period, the newspapers in Shanghai have published news about the frequent attacks in Shanghai, making the people in Shanghai laugh and smile every day!

In today's Magic City, not to mention the Chicken-Foot Basin, even people from countries like the Bald Eagle, John Bull, and Gallic Rooster have become polite!

Even if they had a conflict with the Chinese, when the Chinese shouted "Nighthawk God", they would quickly flee in panic!

God may not necessarily bless you, but the Nighthawk God is actually protecting the people of Shanghai!

Foreigners always say that Chinese people have no faith, but this is actually wrong!

The Chinese have faith, but their faith is very "mercenary"!

In other words, I will believe in whatever god I need to bless me.

In fact, when it comes down to it, the people still trust themselves!

However, the appearance of the Nighthawk God made many ordinary people become fanatical!

If we don’t believe in such a ready-made “God”, do we have to believe in those illusory gods?

Lin Mu is now walking on the streets of the Magic City. Within the range of the radar detection, his eyes are filled with purple. Although most of it is light purple, this has made Lin Mu very satisfied!

The actors from the Qingyun troupe started performing at Hongming Teahouse in the morning!

After all, there are so many actors in a troupe, and how many of them can perform on stage just for the evening performances?

Taking advantage of the daytime, those little-known actors are allowed to perform on stage, which can be regarded as training for the team and also provide them with extra income.

As the Qingyun Troupe became more and more famous, even the daytime performances were always packed!

We sang until about five in the afternoon, and the daytime performance was over!

The guys asked the guests who were reluctant to leave to leave, cleaned the garden thoroughly, and prepared for the closing performance in the evening!

The door was already packed with fans!

Although the tickets have been sold out for a long time, fans who don’t have tickets still hope to come in and watch it. They can stand, squat, lie down, or even hang their tickets!

At half past six, the door of Hongming Teahouse opened, and the theater fans holding tickets walked in arrogantly, waving their tickets in their hands, making the people outside want to beat them up!

However, there was a group of men in black with axes on their waists standing in the Hongming Teahouse, which made them feel daunted!

Hongming Teahouse is under the protection of the Axe Gang!

Didn’t you see that Wang Yaqiao and the mayor went in just now? Who dares to cause trouble here? Don’t you want to celebrate the New Year?

The third floor faces the box of the stage.

Wu Tiecheng looked at Wang Yaqiao and said with a smile,

"Brother Wang, the Bald Eagle ambassador has complained to me, saying that your Axe Gang is collecting protection money in their concession. Is that true?"

Wang Yaqiao laughed and said,

"Mayor, this bald eagle has the nerve to sue me. They've been occupying the Magic City for so many years, and we haven't charged them anything. Am I not acting in accordance with the law?"

The two looked at each other and both showed a playful smile!

Wu Tiecheng felt that he was finding it increasingly difficult to understand Wang Yaqiao!

In his early years, Wu Tiecheng looked down upon Wang Yaqiao, a mere small-time gangster who pretended to be the king of assassins.