I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 583 Soulmate

The person outside the door was none other than the police chief, Wang Jincheng, who had just "killed" the 6 of Hearts two days ago.

"What? Didn't your boss Lin say that I will always be a distinguished guest of Jinghong Tower?"

Wang Jincheng did not wear the uniform of the police station today, but wore loose plain clothes. He looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile, "I have been on vacation for the past two days, and I happened to hear that your theater opening was quite lively, so I thought Come and listen to a song and support Boss Lin... There won’t be any room for me, right?”

"Uh... yes! There must be! Please wait..."

Kong Bao scratched his head anxiously, took out the seating chart and searched carefully.

Wang Jincheng's status is at the top in the world of mortals, not to mention that he has an inextricable relationship with Chen Ling, and he is indeed a distinguished guest of Jinghong Tower... It is naturally impossible to take back what Chen Ling said. Today Since Director Wang came to support him in person, Kong Baosheng naturally had to make room for him no matter what, otherwise wouldn't it be a slap in his husband's face?

"Yes! Someone from the furniture store came over just now and said that their boss had something to do and he couldn't come today..." Kong Baosheng immediately wrote with a pen, "The seat is in the first row. You come with me."

Kong Baosheng took Wang Jincheng into the theater and came to a certain seat.

"You sit down first. Our husband is still preparing backstage. I guess I won't see you until the performance is over." Kong Baosheng said.

"No need to bother, I'm just here to join in the fun." Wang Jincheng waved his hand casually, "You go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

"Okay, then you can call me anytime if you need anything."

After Kong Baosheng finished speaking, he hurried to the entrance of the theater.

Wang Jincheng brushed the dust on the chair with his sleeves, then slowly sat down. At the same time, he looked at the figure sitting next to him and smiled politely.

"Hello."

"Oh, hello, hello." Jian Changsheng also smiled and nodded.

The two sat side by side in the first row, looking at the empty stage, and the air suddenly fell into silence.

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

Backstage, Chen Ling, who was dubbing with Li Qingshan, suddenly froze in place when she saw a line of small characters floating in front of her eyes.

His expression suddenly became alert, and he looked around suddenly, not knowing what he was looking for...

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" Li Qingshan asked in confusion.

"...No, it's okay."

Chen Ling, who didn't notice anything strange, shook her head with a strange expression.

"I don't know why...I suddenly felt an ominous premonition..."

Off stage.

The jack of clubs, the 9 of hearts, the 6 of spades, and Wang Jincheng sat together without saying a word.

The first two were listening carefully to the conversation behind them, trying to find some useful information. Jian Changsheng was hesitant to talk to the person next to him to see if he could use anything useful...

But to be honest, Jian Changsheng is not Chen Ling, and it is not easy for him to talk in stereotypes. He even doesn't know how to speak.

"Aren't you three together? Why aren't you talking?" Wang Jincheng suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward silence.

Jian Changsheng was stunned, "Oh, we... are not together. I'm not familiar with them."

"No wonder...you look quite introverted."

"Uh, hehe...yeah."

"what do you do?"

"I don't have any serious work, so I'm just wandering around...what about you?"

"I don't have much work now. I just take vacations and play around."

"Wow, that's quite comfortable."

"Yes, I was too tired from work some time ago, and I finally solved all the troubles. I want to relax." Wang Jincheng breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with contentment.

"Then we're about the same." Jian Changsheng smiled helplessly, "I wasn't having a good time some time ago. I was always on edge... I wanted to go out and relax today."

"Hahaha, then we are quite destined."

As Wang Jincheng spoke, he stretched out his hand to Jian Changsheng. The latter was stunned for a moment and then took advantage of the situation to hold it.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

While the two were talking, the auditorium was already full. Kong Baosheng picked up the small fruits he had prepared early, placed them on the table between the first few rows of chairs, and announced that the performance was about to begin.

At this time, outside the theater, a car parked slowly. A girl in a goose-yellow dress opened the car door. When she heard it was said that the performance was about to start, she trotted towards the theater with her skirt in hand.

"Miss, miss... oh, please slow down, don't fall." Uncle Quan followed Huang Xuyue in a hurry and said helplessly.

"Uncle Quan, didn't you say that I can do it myself..."

"You can do it yourself, I'm not worried."

"Come to send someone to the special envoy. Why are you worried? Is there any safer place in the world than here?"

Uncle Quan glanced at Huang Xueyue, who was dressed in a costume, and opened his mouth, "You can't say that, I don't trust you...Oh...forget it, it's nothing."

When Kong Baosheng saw someone else coming in, he stepped forward and planned to stop them, but after Huang Suyue took out a "Selling Deed" between "Lin Yan" and the Huang Consortium, he opened his mouth in shock.

"You mean... you are Mr. Lin's boss?"

"Yes." Huang Xuyue put her hands on her hips, "He is an artist under my banner. Isn't it okay for me to come and listen to him sing? My little child, quickly arrange a place for me."

"Um...Okay, please wait a moment, I will add another chair for you..."

A minute later, Huang Xuyue also sat in the first row.

Huang Suyue's sitting down attracted Wang Jincheng's attention. He naturally knew the young chairman of the Huang Group. He remembered that he was the boss of Lin Yan. So it was reasonable for Huang Suyue to be here.

Huang Suyue was surprised by Wang Jincheng's appearance, but she still smiled and nodded politely.

Jian Changsheng felt that it was time, and asked casually, "Oh, by the way, have you read today's newspaper? What's the situation of the Dusk Society?"

"Nothing special, the newspaper should have written it clearly." Wang Jincheng's mouth corners slightly raised, "Actually, it's okay, the Dusk Society is not as scary as the outside world says, but it does things really crazy... Especially that... Oh, I mean, the Red Heart 6 mentioned in the newspaper, it's even more insidious and vicious."

"Right! You think so too!!"

Wang Jincheng's words directly resonated with Jian Changsheng's heart. Whenever he thought of the physical and psychological trauma that Chen Ling had left him, he felt a pang of heartache... Jian Changsheng looked at Wang Jincheng beside him, just like meeting a soulmate!

"Yeah."

Wang Jincheng paused for a moment and smiled calmly, "But fortunately... from now on, he will never appear again."

As soon as Wang Jincheng finished speaking, the lights in the theater went out one by one, and the darkness enveloped the entire audience. The originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down and looked at the center of the stage at the same time.

The faint moonlight sprinkled from the hollow roof, as if it had coated the stage with a layer of silver, like a dream.

The next moment, a melodious opera voice sounded from behind the stage, like a silver bottle suddenly breaking, hitting people's hearts. In the curious and expectant eyes of the crowd, a man in a robe stepped on the moonlight and slowly walked onto the stage from the dimness...

The moment he saw the man's face clearly,

The apple that Jian Changsheng had just stuffed into his mouth fell to the ground with a plop...

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