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Editor: Sai Hiroto

"Is the new pillar of your White Jade Capital a crosstalk performer?"

In the VIP area on the second floor, in Qin Mu's private room, Chu Suiyi looked at Cheng Lang standing on the stage and telling jokes non-stop with a confused look on his face and couldn't help but sigh, "I really can't figure out your thoughts now."

Qin Mu lowered his eyes, looked at Cheng Lang, who was like a fish in water and having fun on the stage, and tapped his knees with his slender fingers.

Brother Chen stood behind Qin Mu with an embarrassed look on his face, hesitating to say, "Our White Jade Capital's performance style is really not like this!"

"It's mainly Cheng Lang..." Brother Chen thought about it, and for a moment he couldn't find an accurate word to describe Cheng Lang.

"This person is quite interesting!" Chu Suiyi asked Qin Mu with a smile, "Have you seen the video uploaded on the Internet?"

Qin Mu didn't say anything. Chu Suiyi was used to it and said to himself, "The method is very vicious, and it hits the target with one strike. The president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association can't resist it at all. You recruited such a person to be the pillar of your family. Be careful that he pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger."

"I heard that this person volunteered to perform on the stage the day Third Master Qin came. Since then, he has become the new pillar of White Jade Capital and squeezed out your previous pillar?" Chu Suiyi continued to gossip.

Hearing this, Brother Chen frowned thoughtfully.

"No way!" Brother Chen couldn't help but defend Cheng Lang, "He is an orphan without a father or a mother, and he doesn't have any background. He used to be a part-time waiter in White Jade Capital, selling wine for commission. He has never dealt with the Qin family."

Chu Suiyi smiled and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Brother Chen was a little worried. After thinking for a while, he said, "How about I replace him?"

"No need." Qin Mu said lightly, "The person is here with me, what kind of storm can he stir up?"

Chu Suiyi's ears moved, and he looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu still had that calm face. Chu Suiyi blinked his eyes and suddenly said, "Next month is the eightieth birthday of the old man of the Qin family. Doesn't the old man love to listen to storytelling and crosstalk? Why not take our pillar with you? Whether he speaks well or not, it is also your filial piety."

By the way, try to find out whether this kid has any relationship with the Qin family? Brother Chen suddenly realized and looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

For some reason, Brother Chen suddenly felt worried for Cheng Lang.

"... I don't accept it!" Yao Liangsheng, who was squeezed into being the grandson of Cheng Lang, rolled up his sleeves and questioned Cheng Lang, "We crosstalk performers made fun of you, is it considered intentional injury? What about you making fun of us now?"

Cheng Lang looked at Yao Liangsheng innocently, "Was I making fun of him?"

Yao Liangsheng said, "Why not!"

"I was just telling the truth!" Cheng Lang continued to look at the audience innocently, "Don't you think so?"

The guests in the audience were afraid that this fight would not break out, and they shouted in unison, "No!"

Some people even shouted at the brothers Yao Liangsheng and Yao Liangjing, "You two go up and hurt each other."

The two Yao brothers came here today intending to weigh Cheng Lang's abilities. Hearing this, he jumped onto the stage without hesitation.

Instantly, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Cheng Lang looked at Yao Liangsheng and Yao Liangjing, who were sandwiching him in the middle, holding his guitar with a vigilant look on his face, "Let's make it clear first! We want to fight with words, not with fists. You can talk, but I won't fight with you."

"Don't worry!" Yao Liangsheng comforted him, "We crosstalk artists all emphasize winning people over with virtue, and we will never bully the minority with our numbers."

"I'm mainly afraid that you will sue me for intentional injury." Cheng Lang said, "Now prices are rising and inflation is rising. I can't afford the medical expenses for two people."

"Ah!" The audience began to clap and make noises again, "You talk as if you can beat them both by yourself!"

"That's even better!" Cheng Lang said cheerfully, "To be honest, I am a young man with great goals."

"Gee!" The audience groaned in unison.

Cheng Lang turned a deaf ear to him and said, "... My current goal is to make 100 million first."

"But the economy is not good in this world. It's not easy to make 100 million. I was a little worried about what good project to find. When I saw these two brothers today, I suddenly had an idea."

Yao Liangjing looked at Cheng Lang and asked, "What idea?"

Cheng Lang looked at Yao Liangjing, then at Yao Liangsheng, "I heard that you crosstalk performers are very united."

"Yeah." Yao Liangjing responded, "We crosstalk performers are united. For example, in our Grand View Terrace, the first rule is unity and friendship, and infighting is not allowed among the same school."

"We just like to stick together." Cheng Lang summed it up in one sentence, "If you encounter outsiders bullying you, you must attack them in groups."

Yao Liangjing looked at Cheng Lang and felt that this kid was going to do something bad. But he couldn't guess how Cheng Lang was going to squeeze him, so he bit the bullet and continued, "That's not called sticking together. That's called unity."

"Otherwise, how can we say that Chinese characters are profound?" Cheng Lang sighed.

Yao Liangjing: "..."

Before the two Yao brothers could react, Cheng Lang continued to ask, "So how do you, the crosstalk group, usually judge whether your fellow students are being bullied?"

Yao Liangsheng couldn't help but make a suggestion, "Can you use words more accurately? We are not a group—"

"Is it a club?" Cheng Lang changed the word carefully.

Yao Liangsheng took a deep breath, "That's called a team!"

"Almost." Cheng Lang waved his hand. The audience was already laughing like crazy.

Cheng Lang continued to ask, "For example, what happened today? Can it be considered that I bullied you?"

"That definitely doesn't count." Yao Liangjing said with a smile, "Today we took the initiative to come here to ask for advice. If we put it well, it's called learning. If we put it badly, it's just that we are not as good as others."

Cheng Lang nodded, "Then you are quite particular."

Yao Liangjing smiled, "That's right. It's said that we win people over with virtue!"

"Is there no time for fighting?" Cheng Lang suddenly asked.

"Of course not!" Yao Liangsheng responded and couldn't help asking, "Why do you always think about fighting?"

"Isn't this for my big money-making plan!" Cheng Lang counted on his fingers and analyzed, "That's what I think. You crosstalk performers like to talk about unity. If one person is bullied, the others will help to make up for it. If I bully both of you today. When you two go back crying—"

"Who is crying?” Yao Liangsheng interrupted Cheng Lang, “Just tell crosstalk if you want to. Don’t slander people, okay?”

“I’m talking about the ideal state!” Cheng Lang said, “Don’t interrupt.”

Cheng Lang continued to talk about his plan to make money, “When the time comes, your fellow apprentices will all come to me to avenge you. One person will punch me…”

Yao Liangsheng emphasized again, “We crosstalk performers focus on winning people over with virtue, and we don’t hit people.”

"It doesn't matter! I will try my best." Cheng Lang perfunctorily said and continued to analyze, "I think there should be quite a few crosstalk performers in your Grand Theater. If any of them can punch me, I will go to the hospital bed at Union Hospital. This year's small goal of 100 million will be almost completed."

"So you want to fool people?" The two brothers of the Yao family understood this time. They looked at Cheng Lang with a smile and asked, "Is this how you achieve your goal?"

"It's almost the same as you crosstalk performers." Cheng Lang said modestly.

"That's far from it." Yao Liangsheng said, "We are not that bad, right?"

"You're too humble!" Cheng Lang waved his hands, "We all make money by inflicting harm. You crosstalk artists made fun of me, which is mental harm. I went to your house and was beaten passively, which is an active physical attack."

Yao Liangsheng and Yao Liangjing really learned something new, "So this is how you can explain bumping into someone?"

"How can this be called bumping into someone?" Cheng Lang disagreed, "You know that in the old society, there was a group of people who made money by lending money."

"I know." Yao Liangsheng nodded, "Usury! Hateful!"

"Making money by oppressing and harming others is really hateful." For example, those who make fun of others in exchange for appearance fees are all in the category of mental oppression and mental harm.

The two Yao brothers: "..."

Cheng Lang changed the subject, "But now I am deliberately exploiting myself to let others vent their anger, and I make money by the way. This is different. How respectable is this spirit of sacrificing oneself to entertain the public?"

"Come on!" Yao Liangsheng couldn't help it, "Aren't you deliberately lying?"

"How is it lying?" Cheng Lang looked at the two brothers of the Yao family with an innocent face.

"You deliberately provoked us, and when my fellow apprentice couldn't help but hit someone, you went to the hospital and sued us for intentional injury. You made us pay. You even wanted us to pay 100 million. Isn't this cheating?"

Cheng Lang suddenly realized, "So you deliberately went to provoke others, and when they couldn't help but fight back, you said you were injured and demanded compensation. This behavior is called cheating!"

Yao Liangsheng and Yao Liangjing looked at each other and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Cheng Lang said with a smile, "What if you deliberately go to someone's house to provoke them, and then they can't help but fight back and get hurt? But if you don't ask for compensation, what do you call this behavior?"

The stage and the audience suddenly became quiet for a moment. Then everyone reacted.

"Good!"

"Well said!"

"This is a good joke!"

Not only did he get the joke out, but he also gave the two brothers of the Yao family a warning. But it's true. Grand View Terrace and White Jade Capital are two roads that don't interfere with each other. Just because the guest who came to support the show said a few more words, the crosstalk performers from the Grand View Terrace came to White Jade Capital's place to "learn the skills". This was a cross-industry exchange at the smallest level and a big deal at the largest level. It was also thanks to Cheng Lang's eloquence that he took over the matter.

Otherwise, today's incident would be really embarrassing.

The two brothers of the Yao family also figured out what was going on. They couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Cheng Lang smiled and held his guitar, "I am very grateful to the two guests for helping me to sing tonight. But I am really not a crosstalk artist. I am a resident singer who relies on my face to make a living..."

Cheng Lang paused slightly when he said this and was waiting for the guests to start to scold him for being shameless. But he didn't expect that a voice suddenly came from the crowd, "We don't rely on our faces but on our talents!"

Instantly, the followers echoed, "That's right. We rely on our talents!"