Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 169 Must Be True Love
Zhong Liang was quite surprised.

It turns out that when acting, I don't speak lines but count, count one, two, three, four, and stare at my nostrils.

The two worlds are connected, and this kind of thing happens everywhere.

If there is another cutout, it will be in perfect harmony.

But he promised to act, so naturally he won't really count, the lines must be said, but it will be done in a silent way.

But will such an acting scene be fun or weird?

Zhong Liang thought of it, and so did Mu Chengxue and the others.

So Mu Chengxue looked at him, smiled slyly and said, "I want to go and see."

He Kun, Li Xianghan, and Brother Jie also looked curious.

Dumb acting?

I've never seen this before.

There is pantomime, but pantomime does not need to speak lines, but expresses inner thoughts through body, which is completely different from filming.

You want to see me filming a joke, don't you?

I'm afraid I can't let you do what you want.

Zhong Liang nodded in agreement indifferently, anyway, I am concerned.

After agreeing, let's talk about the details.

For example, remuneration, sharing, etc., and contracts.

Whether money is money or not, Zhong Liang doesn't care.

Now he earns tens of millions of tickets for any concert.

Even if all the proceeds from the 33 concerts were donated, he was short of money after that, so he just had to hold another concert.

But the contract must be signed, and the rights and responsibilities are clearly defined, even brothers have to be like this, let alone in the entertainment industry where interests are paramount.

When it was time to discuss the contract, Mu Chengxue stopped talking and helped carefully screen out the details of the contract.

It lasted until two or three o'clock in the morning.

He Kun and Li Xianghan each opened a room and rested here overnight.

Zhong Liang returned to the room, didn't even wash up, and just closed his eyes and entered the system.

System interface: "Main mission: 33 concerts completed (12/33)."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the fourth stage of the task, which can restore 10% of the function of the throat."

"Will it be repaired?"

"repair!"

"Ding! It's being repaired..."

Wait and wait.

When repairing before, Zhong Liang would be inexplicably nervous.

After getting used to it now, I began to feel that the repair process was extremely long.

In just a few seconds, he felt as if a year had passed.

Finally, the electronic notification sounded again.

"The repair is complete!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for repairing 40% of his voice. Other functions can be enabled. Does the host enable it?"

Zhong Liang let out a long breath of relief.

40%. Before that, he could already speak some words, but he couldn't connect together, it was no different from stuttering.

Now that 40% has been repaired, he can't wait to try it.

"Ah...Jie...Brother!"

"Jay...Jay...Jay..."

"Hey? Who called me? I stayed up in the middle of the night and yelled like a chicken."

Brother Jie's dissatisfied voice came from the next door.

Zhong Liang covered his mouth and snickered, and when the neighbors quieted down, he continued with a smirk: "Jie...Jie...Brother!"

"Fuck! It's not over, right? What time is it? He Kun, are you going to sleep or not?"

He Kun: zzZZZ.

Zhong Liang: "..."

Brother Jie's room is between Zhong Liang and He Kun.

Brother Jie didn't know what happened to Zhong Liang, so in his cognition, the voice must have come from He Kun.

I don't know much about He Kun. If Boss Wang lives next door, Brother Jie probably has his legs clamped by now.

Zhong Liang played tricks and didn't continue, worried that Brother Jie would hear something.

Just got up, first came the first set of radio gymnastics.

Since completing the third phase of the task and choosing the method of physical fitness, he will use his free time to practice radio gymnastics when he is not practicing musical instruments and dancing.

He was already quite familiar with the first set of radio gymnastics. There was no obvious change in his body, but he became more energetic than before.

Even if he didn't sleep all night, he was full of energy the next day.

One must know that he is now past the age where he can spend half a night in an Internet cafe for half a month.

Before I practice radio gymnastics, even if I go to bed half an hour late every day, if I wake up a little earlier the next day, I will not be energetic all day long.

I don't know if after practicing the ninth set of radio gymnastics, I will become invincible in the world.

Zhong Liang faintly looked forward to it.

After the first set of radio gymnastics practiced, 10 minutes passed.

The next door has quieted down, there is no sound.

Zhong Liang walked to the wall, which was just across the wall from Brother Jie's room.

The mouth was almost pressed against the wall, and the mouth was slightly opened: "Jie...Jie...Brother!"

Whoa!

I heard the sound of getting up violently next door.

Then there was a burst of curses: "I knew you were still screaming, so I didn't sleep on purpose!"

Boom!

The room door was opened.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of knocking on the door echoed in the quiet corridor.

After a while, I heard complaints from the corridor.

"Who is it? What door are you knocking on so late? Oh, Brother Jie, what do you want from me, can you tell me tomorrow, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you will be paralyzed, wake up!"

After about 5 minutes.

Brother Jie asked in a trembling voice: "Is it really you who are calling?"

He Kun was impatient: "What's my name, I'm sleeping, brother, and I'm not a night owl."

Jie Ge shook his head vigilantly and slowly, looking from left to right, and from right to left.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you always feel that there is someone at the end of the corridor staring at him with a pair of eyes without whites...

Brother Jie shivered, squeezed in between He Kun and the door frame, and then took out something...

He Kun instantly got excited: "Brother Jie, how are you doing?"

boom!
Finally, the sound of closing the door.

No matter how many voices there are, Zhong Liang will not be able to hear them.

Zhong Liang was already standing behind the door at this moment, and stood there for a few seconds, and his skin got goosebumps instantly.

Then he felt guilty again, it was just a prank, why did he push Brother Jie into the fire pit?
Then he comforted himself, maybe it wasn't a pit of fire, but true love?
It must be true love.

Zhong Liang figured it out, and happily went back to bed and lay down.

He thought about it, he was a little bit better than stuttering now, but he still stuttered and couldn't say much.

I don't know if I didn't get used to it, or there is a character limit for what I said.

Anyway, after stuttering and talking for a long time, I couldn't make a sound afterwards.

Throat is still a little dry, a little tearing pain.

But anyway, it's not even half of the repair now, and it's not bad to be able to make a sound for so long.

Keep up the good work, and victory is just around the corner.

Next, it's time to turn on new features.

When Zhong Liang completed the third stage of the task, he originally wanted to choose "Completion of Advanced Acting Skills".

Unexpectedly, the system tricked me into opening a function of "how to strengthen the body", saying that it can extend the bed.

He just finished practicing the first set of radio gymnastics. He hasn't tried it yet, and he doesn't know if what he said is true or not.

In fact, it’s okay not to try, he has been doing it for a long time.

Since I'm about to act, this 'Encyclopedia of Advanced Acting Skills' will come in handy.

(End of this chapter)