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

Although Lin Ye was pampered and pampered for 17 years before his life, he is definitely not a delicate flower who "practices three nines in winter and three days in summer". He couldn't figure out how to clean up at first. Screaming with a face——After countless rolls of eyes, I finally learned it and started it immediately. The efficiency is comparable to that of a cleaning lady with an hourly salary of [-] yen.

In less than three days, the Daxiang Mancai Theater can be said to have a new look, and people can be seen on the stage, so Lin Ye began to run out every day, which is called "expanding business".

In fact, it is lobbying the neighbors every day, no, to be precise, it is to make people angry.

"Auntie, why is she so beautiful! Your husband must be very obedient, right? What? He cheated? We can't get out of this. There is a Daxiang Mancai Theater in front of it. I heard that people who go to the theater after listening to the show will suffer bad luck. Hurry up." Buy a ticket for your husband!"

"Sister, why are you crying? Ah? Your boss wants to rule you out? I have a way. I ask him to go to the cursed theater to watch comics! His old sp, he must be a sheep tail after listening to it!"

"Brother, why are you crying? Damn, I was also charged a protection fee by the gangsters. Next time you put this ticket in your pocket and let them take it away on purpose. Wait a minute, I'll change the price to a higher price. Come on, it's cheap." It must be bad luck for them to occupy it!"

The aunt/sister/brother hold Lin Ye's hand with tears in their eyes: it's okay to talk, but leave the person behind!

Who can refuse a bad move by a young man with red lips and white teeth?

A week later, Lin Ye not only sold out all the tickets, but also inquired clearly about the uncomfortable things in the trivial lives of the neighbors in the neighborhood.

All living beings are suffering, these are living materials!

With a mood of half joy and half emotion, Lin Ye hummed a ditty and walked back to the theater, but just in time to see two black shadows rushing into the dark alley next to him.

This is not the first time a strange person has appeared. No matter how ambitious Lin Yezhi was, he was alert enough. He quickly chased after him, but there was no sign of him.

"Wooooooooow!"

A crisp cry suppressed Lin Ye's doubts, and hurried to the back alley, where he saw Taro Tanaka—Mr. Tanaka's three-year-old son—slumped on the ground and howled.

Lin Ye quickly picked him up, his limp body instantly reminded him of his younger brother, so he gently coaxed, "What's the matter?"

Taro Tanaka wiped away his tear-stained face, hugged Lin Ye's neck, and the golden beans fell down, "Someone took my toy and gave it back to me!"

Looking along Taro Tanaka's knuckle-like fingers, Lin Ye choked.

On the ground was a black lacquered skeleton puppet with the word "Er" written on it.

"Ah!" Yuko, who ran out in a hurry, also saw this strange thing clearly, was startled, and then gave Lin Ye a hard look.

Lin Ye knew that Yuko had never recognized him very much, so he didn't make fun of himself at the moment, so he quickly handed Taro Tanaka to her.

The child lying in his mother's arms immediately stabilized a lot, and Lin Ye felt even more distressed when he saw his red nose twitching.

"Lin Ye, I know that Daxiang is all about manga," Yuko shook his son gently, his voice was trembling after being frightened, but he was firm, "But before, the audience who came here would die, and now my child has received this , I don’t hide it from you, my family’s financial situation is really not optimistic, you understand what I mean?”

"Ah."

How could Lin Ye not understand?

But he's definitely not one to back down when he encounters a problem.

"Don't worry, Miss Yuko," Lin Ye sighed, "I swear by my identity as a magician and a mancai teacher, I will solve it."

It seems that the only way to contact that man is.

Lin Ye felt that Gojo Satoru had never contacted him since he said "I used to be your teacher" that day. Poor trick.

And to be late on purpose (in bold) today is simply Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

If he didn't only know such a conjurer who seems to be able to work, he wouldn't have waited for more than two hours in this cafe playing folk songs. All deformed.

"Private Marseille, two bottles of strawberry milk, thank you!" Wujo Satoru walked into the booth carelessly while greeting the waiter, without any embarrassment.

"I don't drink strawberry milk." Lin Ye stopped the waiter, "A cup of oolong tea."

"Why has your taste changed? As a young man, it's easier to grow taller by drinking pink and tender strawberry milk!" Wujo Gou poked Fen Meimei, then poked Lin Ye: "Well, take the pink teeny ass Pet, Mr. Lin Ye has really changed his temperament, you won't be a different person, will you?"

"No," Lin Ye pretended to be calm, "I just decided to avenge my past shame and reform myself—"

Gojo Satoru leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs: "If you had done this earlier, maybe you wouldn't be expelled by Ye Moth Zhengdao."

"—Continuous progress on the road of an old artist, huh?" Lin Ye recalled carefully, and found that the memory of the previous school was really zero, showing doubts on his face.

Gojo Satoru took a sip of strawberry milk, and then licked his lips: "It's no wonder you can't remember, students who leave the Conjuration High School halfway will have their memories erased, but I thought Lin Ye, with your aptitude, would be able to remember something .”

"Conjuration College?" Lin Ye rolled his eyes in his heart, "Is it necessary for colleges and universities to make it so mysterious?"

"We are the top two magic school in the country," Gojo Satoru said, holding his chin, "it's not necessary for me to say, but Noctua Masada is afraid that the scum that he expelled before will come back to take revenge on the school, so he is overly cautious a little bit."

"Has your college expelled so many students?"

"After all, there are a lot of talents, so it's normal to have a few scum occasionally!" Wujo Wu suddenly approached, and smiled: "Isn't that why you're looking for me?"

"what?"

"Didn't you ask me to help you get rid of those guys who threatened Tanaka's family, Echu?"

Lin Ye was startled: "How do you know?"

Is this person a magic stick?

Wujo Gou hooked his long fingers, lifted half of the blindfold, and looked at Lin Ye with broken jade-like eyes: "I also know that you have figured out a countermeasure in the past three hours, right?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Well, it seems that it is necessary for me to come late." Gojo Satoru sat on the other side of the forest, and the squeezed pink was beautiful and screaming, "Students need a good teacher like me to make progress, tell me. ~"

"I want you to tell me about Duan Mancai again, and I'll give you 450 yuan this time, how about it?"

In the next few hours, Lin Ye told Gojo Satoru his plan, and with his excellent cross talk skills, compiled the jokes to be used in the plan on the spot, and then transcribed them for Gojo Satoru to go back to practice.

Gojo Satoru looked at the neat small script, the hiragana and katakana were very neat, and couldn't help admiring: "If you want to speak like a person, this word should match me."

He always thought that Lin Ye was a guy with no characteristics, but now he looks a little cute when he is fully committed to manga.

"If you really like it, take it home, frame it, and hang it on the bedside to watch every day." Lin Ye looked at his watch and planned to leave, "Time is running out, you should finish memorizing it quickly, and come early before the performance the day after tomorrow, we will string it together again." about there."

"It's not difficult, why can't I remember it?" Wujo Wu stretched arrogantly, not caring, "It's just that I have to save the world in a while, the time is really tight, how about..."

Lin Ye, who was already immune to Gojo Satoru's self-praise, said, "Why don't I hang up now, anyway, we don't want to drink, and it's not the first time."

"I want to say, why don't you add some performance fees, how about three boxes of Xijiufu?"

Lin Ye: "... If you can remember the words, I will make them for you."

"Well, that's a deal," Gojo Satoru rubbed Lin Ye's hair, "This kind of thinking intensity still needs to eat something sweet!"

Three days later, the Daxiangmancai Theater was filled with the cheated audience.

In the middle seat in the last row, Hirohito Katsuobu shook the sleeves of the person next to him, his face full of excitement: "I've never seen a live manzai performance before!"

Fu Heihui gently pulled the sleeve out of the hand of the knotweed stick, his face twitched: "This is not watching a movie, what popcorn do you bring?"

"Teacher Wutiao asked him to take it." Hirohito Hiroshi with a mysterious face leaned into Fu Heihui's ear, "Do you think he has any plans? Why did he specially invite us to listen to Mancai?"

Fu Heihui returned the face of the knotweed stick with his hand: "Just wait until he comes and ask him directly."

"But why hasn't he come? There are no seats left now. Does he have to stand? He's so tall that he will block other people's sight, or..."

Fu Heihui felt as if sitting next to him was the Demon King Tong who hadn't spoken for three years. Just as he was about to put on his headphones, the lights in the theater suddenly went dark.

Then, a spotlight shone on the stage.

With a red face and a little red between the brows, Wild Rose came out from behind the scenes, and announced in a tone that was obviously forced to open: "Hello, everyone who is more or less sick, our Mancai performance today has officially started. First of all, please choose the combination with the most potential 'The Strongest in the Universe' to bring you the joke "My Big Brother"."

Every time Wild Qiangwei said something, Knotweed's jaw dropped a little bit, until he saw the two people walking on the stage, his jaw couldn't close at all——

Lin Ye: "Hi everyone, we are—"

Gojo Satoru: "The ordinary universe is the strongest."

Hu Zhang clapped excitedly, and the people around him, including Fu Heihui, were afraid to avoid it.

Lin Ye: "I heard that you recently recognized a cheap son?"

Gojo Satoru: "How should I put it, they are crying and begging me to take them into the genealogy. It's really troublesome."

Lin Ye: "Hey, who is this?"

Gojo Wu: "It seems to be called something, Er Chuzi..."

With a sound of "clang", the man who was originally sitting on the other side of Yuzu Yujin suddenly stood up and wanted to leave the scene, but accidentally knocked over the popcorn in his hand.

"Hey," Fu Heihui frowned, and grabbed the man, "Aren't you apologizing?"