Half a year ago... Night falls, and the stars are fighting

After a day of performances and work, the members of the repertory troupe returned to the repertory troupe's apartments.

The main reason why they work in drama is because the drama troupe can eat and live, don't underestimate these two points, and work hard in other places, just eating and living will cost a lot of energy and money

If you can cover food and accommodation, you can reduce a lot of expenses every month for outsiders.

"Monkey King, Monkey King"

After a busy day's work, Du Qiu returned to his room.

At this moment, he carefully took out the box under the bed, and what was released inside was a set of Monkey King drama clothes, the most eye-catching of which was a monkey's mask.

He gently placed the monkey's mask on his face, turned around the room and began to perform.

There is a saying that one minute on the stage will take 10 years off the stage.

Many audiences watched the actors' performances on the stage quite exquisite, but no one knew how hard they practiced in private, and how much blood and sweat they shed to show their most perfect state on the stage.

Du Qiu knew very well that he was just a miscellaneous person in the repertory troupe after all, and he had never learned to perform in special dramas.

It is even more difficult for him to perform on stage, so the only thing he can do is to practice his own performance at home while he is off work, and perform his acting skills, hoping to perform on stage one day.

"It's noisy, it's just noisy, I said Du Qiu, what the hell do you want to do?"

The repertory theater apartment is a room for four people to live together, and it can't be a bachelor apartment at all.

After Du Qiu had just performed in the room for a while, the door of a room was pushed open, and a man walked out with a look of displeasure, looking at Du Qiu and shaking his head amusedly

"I said Du Qiu, you don't really think that you can perform on stage, this is impossible, you come here to do chores, can't you do your own job?

"If you can really get you on stage, do you think we people with professional backgrounds should be mixed up?"

Du Qiu was shocked and lowered his head. Don't be in a hurry to speak

"I, I'm just curious, I'm just putting on a show at home by myself, I'm just curious"

Obviously, Du Qiu is relatively inferior, after all, both in terms of education and performance, he is much worse than a regular drama actor.

"Forget it, if you want to perform, you can perform, anyway, no one will watch in the room, I'll go out in a while, and this room will be handed over to you, whatever you want, but when I come back, I clean up the house, understand?"

Drama actor Li Lei nodded indifferently and shook his head.

In his opinion, this Du Qiu is just entertaining himself.

"I know, I know, don't worry, I'll clean up"

Du Qiu's head nodded like a chick pecking at a ball

In fact, in the apartment of the repertory troupe, each room should be cleaned by itself, but who made Du Qiu originally do chores, and he was also bullied in the apartment, and even sometimes Du Qiu came to clean the public places of the apartment.

Du Qiu didn't refuse, maybe for him, it was already very good to be able to stay in the repertory troupe.

Li Lei nodded, then put on his clothes, then turned around and left, and opened the door.

Du Qiu took a leisurely breath, then raised his head, a bright smile appeared on his face again, and began to perform himself in the room.

He loves drama very much, even if he can't perform it, just entertaining himself at home, everything is worth it for him.

What's more, cleaning is easy for Du Qiu.

"Boss, Boss I'm here, Boss I'm here"

Li Lei, a member of the repertory troupe, came to another room in the repertory troupe's apartment with a smile, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and the door opened.

There were already several members of the drama troupe inside, and when they saw Li Lei coming over, they waved the beer cans in their hands

"Come, come, Li Lei, I'm waiting for you, come in quickly"

Li Lei walked in with a bright smile, and at a glance, he saw Peng Donghai, who was sitting in the main position, hurriedly ran over

"Boss, I'm here, I'll come over as soon as I receive your news, today's boss, your performance is really amazing, the performance of this Monkey King is simply vivid"

The members of the repertory troupe, who were also drinking around them, praised me word by word

"That's right, that's right, the boss's performance today is really fantastic, it simply expresses the essence of Monkey King, I believe that whoever watches it will feel very good"

"You guys are wrong, I don't know if other people like the anime or not, but I don't know if our boss Peng Donghai wants Du Mingyue and Miss Du to see it."

"Yes, yes, who in the entire repertory troupe doesn't know that our boss likes Du Mingyue the most, boss, when will Miss Du be chased, we will support you with all our might"

Peng Donghai, who had a handsome face, laughed with a smile, and his whole body was lying on the sofa, holding a can of beer in his hand, and drank it all

"Okay, Du Mingyue, don't worry, as long as I want, Du Mingyue will not be able to escape from the palm of my hand, and Du Mingyue has returned from abroad, both in terms of education and family background, and she is also the daughter of the old troupe, believe me If I am with her, the entire repertory troupe will become my bag, and each of you will be beneficial at that time."

"Of course, we believe in my boss, not to mention that there is anyone in the entire repertory troupe besides the boss who can be worthy of Du Mingyue, there is no such thing as this."

Li Lei took out a cigarette as he spoke, and carefully handed it to Peng Donghai.

Then he took out the big lighter and lit a cigarette, watched Peng Donghai smoke and then sent the cigarette around, and then lit it himself, drinking wine, eating draft beer, and smoking cigarettes, and the life can be said to be quite chic!

Unconsciously, after thirty years of drinking, Peng Donghai and the others were already a little drunk, and the ashtray on the table was also full of cigarettes, and the room was filled with the smell of cigarettes and wine, which made them a little drowsy

Peng Donghai smoked cigarettes one by one, his eyelids were trembling, and it seemed that even cigarettes could not lift his spirits.

Holding a cigarette in his right hand, he slumped on the side of the sofa, his eyes slowly closed, and he made a snoring sound, and the cigarette between his right fingers fell to the carpet

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