After my partner 5t5 talked about cross talk, I became popular

At [-]:[-] in the night, except for the dark night where you can't see your fingers, there is only a dim light in the front row, but this light compared with the endless darkness is like a needle-sized star in the sky at this moment.

The three of them had been walking along the main road, but for some reason, they came to this dilapidated street. Although they could vaguely see the shadows of the bustling high-rise buildings around them, it was pitch black, which was really weird.

Lin Ye looked up and saw the signboard in front of him saying "Daxiang Mancai Theater", feeling a little unlucky.

"It's quite interesting that there is such a small traditional theater hidden in Tokyo Bay, where every inch of land is precious."

Gojo Satoru slightly lowered the blindfold, looked at the theater gate with those eyes that seemed to be hiding icebergs, and then poked Lin Ye: "How do you feel?"

It's okay not to move, but being poked suddenly, Lin Ye felt a chill all over his body, and shivered: "I kind of want to back down."

Gojo Satoru put his arm on Lin Ye's shoulder: "It seems that your senses haven't deteriorated yet!"

"Click", "click", there was a sound of footsteps, and Lin Ye's body instinctively made a posture ready for battle, only to find that a woman holding a child came out of a dark alley beside her.

"Two conjurers, don't be nervous. This is my slut, Yuko, who is here to deliver the key to the theater." Daxiang Tanaka introduced.

Yuko glanced at the two of them up and down, showing undisguised distrust in his expression: "Didn't you say that you want to sell this non-profit thing? Why do you ask someone to see it again?"

Tian Zhong Daxiang shook the child's little hand, his eyes were gentle: "After all, my grandfather left it behind, so I'm not reconciled."

"No one likes to listen to mancai now, and it's useless to do it," Yuzi blamed, "not to mention spending money, it's not worth it no matter how you think about it..."

"Excuse me, Mrs. Tanaka, we are voluntary labor," Gojo Satoru embraced Lin Ye, "I, a former student, can handle it, so don't worry at all!"

Lin Ye:? ? ?

free?student?

The child's heart was full of question marks, but before he could think of where to start asking, Gojo Satoru kicked him into the gate of the theater.

"Click", Lin Ye heard the sound of the door being locked.

"Hayano-san, please work hard!" Gojo Satoru shouted outside the door, "I will give you 10 yen if you persist for 300 minutes~~"

This is obviously revenge, right?

Although Lin Ye always looked cynical, he still had a little pride in his heart, and he didn't want to be looked down upon at all, so he bravely walked into the theater.

Although it was pitch black, Lin Ye seemed to have very good night vision and could see everything clearly.

Through a long corridor, Lin Ye came to the hall of the theater. Although it was not big, it was clean and nothing unusual.Further forward is the entrance to the auditorium, divided into two doors with odd and even numbers.

Lin Ye's lucky number is "4", so he pushed through the door of even-numbered auditoriums without hesitation.

As soon as he entered, Lin Ye felt that everything was so familiar. The stage, auditorium, lighting stand, and curtain were exactly the same as the theater he played in since he was a child, and the tension disappeared instantly.

He hadn't been on the stage for a few days, and Lin Ye felt his throat was itchy, thinking that there was nothing wrong with it anyway, so he strode onto the stage and cleared his throat: "Hi everyone, I am Lin Ye, a young cross talk performer. Today I'm here to bring you a cross talk, "Baishihui", let's say this..."

"Pa, pa, pa" three clear high-fives came from the auditorium.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, he quickly shook his head, and looked carefully at the audience, there was really no one there.

"Everyone, this "Bai Shi Hui" may not be very auspicious, let me give you a paragraph, steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck..."

"Suck, ha~"

Lin Ye couldn't lie to himself now, the sound of liuhazi came out, and the curse was too cooperative.

Seeing that everything was normal on the stage, Lin Ye simply stepped off the stage and searched row by row carefully, but found nothing after going around. He was scratching his head and felt strange, when he suddenly felt that there was something dark behind him.

"Aha, why didn't you say it?" The old man laughed strangely, "It's been a long time since anyone came to tell me a joke."

Lin Ye turned his head abruptly, met a pair of yellow eyes unexpectedly, he took a closer look, good guy——

There are such a pair of eyes on the backs of all the chairs, and they are looking at Lin Ye with full expectation at the moment.

It turned out that the curse hadn't been hidden at all, but had been blatantly staying under Lin Ye's nose in the form of a theater seat.

"Let's discuss it. I'll give you 200 yen. Can you stay somewhere else?" Lin Ye didn't know what to do to get rid of the curse, and the original owner didn't have such a memory, so he could only try, "How about 300 is fine, how do you pay? Online transfer or I burn it to you?"

"Bullshit!"

The eyes on the chair moved closer to Lin Ye, converging into a huge muddy eyeball, floating in the air.

"How can you let the smell of copper tarnish art!"

Lin Ye immediately changed his strategy: "I think you look like the Eye of Sauron, so I will call you Sauron. Then how can you leave? If you don't want money?"

The big eyes blinked, and then became angry, revealing a fierce light: "I thought you were different from those people, with a bit of artistic cultivation, but I didn't expect you to keep money in every sentence. I am so disappointed."

Then, without giving Lin Ye a chance to refute, the eyeball suddenly stretched out thousands of tentacles from behind, striking like arrow feathers.

Subconsciously, Lin Ye jumped out of the tentacles like a net of heaven and earth. Instead of dodging the subsequent attacks, he picked up the folding fan in his hand, and a hurricane carried the tentacles straight to the ceiling of the theater.

"Fuck, I'm so fucked?" The strong wind blew the stupid hair on Lin Ye's forehead, causing him to exclaim, "Sauron, I gave you a chance!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Ye threw forward, and the folding fan opened in the air, forming a beautiful arc, cutting off a row of Sauron's tentacles in unison, and then returned to Lin Ye.

"The first skill is windy, the second skill is boomerang..."

Lin Ye likes to talk to himself when he memorizes things. He has no idea that this is called a "teaching technique", which can greatly increase the power of spells.

"I feel like I have to have a displacement skill, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Sauron's pupils shot out a laser beam, and Lin Ye reflexively wanted to block it with his fan, but he didn't expect the fan to let go, and he and the fan just changed positions out of thin air, avoiding the blow.

"Okay, the third skill is displacement, so I have to have a big move!" Lin Ye retracted his fan and pushed his hand forward, "Hamihameha!"

Nothing happened, and everyone fell into an awkward silence.

In the dark, Lin Ye felt that there was a power sprouting in his body, but he didn't know how to guide this power, and Sauron's attack did not stop after reacting, and Lin Ye, who switched back and forth between the three skills, could barely parry.

This was the first time he had really fought against others, and Lin Ye could even feel his heart beating violently in his chest.Not nervous, but excited.

"This is more exciting than talking about cross talk!" Lin Ye only felt refreshed.

"You are not allowed to insult art!"

"You are a fake fan! If you don't make money, you will drink Northwest Wind? Can't art people find other things fun?"

Sauron was annoyed by Lin Ye's fans flying around, and Lin Ye's words seemed to be the last straw that crushed him.

"Field, expand! Thousands of eyes!"

A layer of black film escaped from Sauron's pupils, instantly enveloping Lin Ye, no matter how he moved around, he couldn't run away. Seeing the last ray of light was about to disappear, Lin Ye felt powerless...

"Okay, let's go here."

Gojo Satoru's voice came suddenly, followed by a blue light that pierced through the field with a "poof", piercing Sauron in the center.

Lin Ye fell to the ground and panted heavily, watching Sauron in front of him disappear little by little, and finally turned into a tear, which flowed in the middle of the stage.

"Huh... thank you!" Lin Ye brushed off the dirt on his body, "Although I am very strong, I would like to call you one of the strongest... in the universe."

"Do you think you are strong now?"

"Didn't you see that I fought back and forth with Sauron in the one-A-two-AA-three-one combo just now, taking into account both practicality and aesthetics."

Gojo Satoru smiled slightly, and took Lin Ye's fan: "Did you see the little number on it?"

Lin Ye took a closer look and found that "47" was written on the bottom of the fan near the handle.

"what is this?"

"This is the number of your fans. The number of fans in the real world was 0 before. These 47 all fell in love with you because of today's comic."

"The strength of your spell is directly proportional to the number of people who like you."

"Well, when your number is infinite, your strength should be close to mine hahahaha."

Lin Ye: ...

Tian Zhong Daxiang heard the silence inside, so he dared to enter the theater. Seeing that the two conjurers had started to make jokes, he knew that the matter had been resolved, and he burst into tears instantly: "Thank you two nobles, for defeating the curse of the theater,' Da Xiang' is finally open for business again!"

"I think it's better to forget it," Yuko followed and walked in, interrupting her husband's emotions, "Sell it as soon as you can change hands, because you can't support a family with Mancai Theater!"

"Yuko, let's discuss it later," Tanaka Daixiang looked at Lin Ye with gratitude in his eyes: "You two can do whatever you want, I have no reservations!"

Gojo Satoru smiled cheerfully, and said generously: "I don't need anything, after all, our conjurer with both strength and faith is not the same as the gang of 'Evil Elimination'..."

"Wait a minute!" Lin Ye immediately interrupted Gojo Satoru, stars twinkling in his eyes.

"—I want to work in the 'Daxiang Theater', because I want to become the strongest in the universe."

Under the praise of Daxiang Tanaka and the eyes of Yuko, Lin Ye moved into the utility room at the backstage of Daxiang Mancai Theater openly and became a migrant worker with a monthly salary of [-] yen.

He used to say that cross talk was just for fun and elegance, because there was never any financial pressure, and he just kept practicing inertia, not too aggressive; but now, although he is living a tight life, he knows in his heart that as long as he has more fans , you can become stronger, and your mentality will be greatly improved——

Fighting the curse is so cool, the hormone rush is so exciting.

But he knew that it was difficult to make a living by talking about comics, so he asked Tanaka Daxiang to pay himself a basic salary, helping sweep the floor, selling tickets, taking care of customers, etc. He grew up in the theater and did these things. Handy.And he can also perform on stage five times a month, and then distribute dividends according to the income on the spot, so as to ensure the basic life first and then pursue other things.

Yuko gave Tanaka Daisho three months, which is also the repayment period of the bank loan. If the theater still does not improve by then and closes its doors, then Rinno can only pack up and leave, and now the first problem is settled. In front of—

Although the curse has been expelled, the nearby guests don't know it, so no one dares to come to this "cursed theater".

The top priority is, how can we spread the word of mouth that "Daxiang Mancai Theater will not die when it comes"?

Lin Ye was thinking hard while rubbing his pink and beautiful hair.

Suddenly, thinking of Gojo Satoru, his eyes lit up.

The next day, people living around found a leaflet under their door:

[Daxiang Mancai Theater, the most suitable theater for your enemy/ex/dead enemy]

The author has something to say:

Gojo Satoru: Why do you think of me suddenly when you touch the pink beauty?

Lin Ye: Because none of you like to open your eyes.