The group arrived at Zhengzhou very early, and it was not interesting to stay in the hotel, so they arrived backstage very early.

The organizer of the commercial performance at Zhengzhou Station of the train is cooperating with Wenyuan Club for the first time, but it is very intimate, Lu Chuan and when they arrived backstage, the backstage dressing table has already been placed with drinks and snacks.

There was no sofa backstage, so Lu Chuan sat on a stool in front of the dressing table, and a bunch of actors gathered around him and chatted with him.

Su Mo sat next to him, but he didn't talk to him, nor did he pluck the instrument, but told a young student next to him about the lyrics of Taiping.

Lu Chuan held a fan in his hand, talking about Gu Yuanshan from being poor and not afraid, and talking about the importance of partners.

"This pair of cross talk actors is like a couple living a life, but a good-looking daughter-in-law is easy to find, and a tacit partner is not so easy to find."

Lu Chuan didn't change his coat, he was wearing a black hoodless sweatshirt, and his face looked like a hooligan discussing whose girl was beautiful.

The people around felt that what Lu Chuan said was right, and nodded one after another.

Su Mo on the side seemed to be moved by him, and turned to look at him.

Lu Chuan also looked at him triumphantly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the past, no matter how lively Lu Chuan said in the background, Su Mo didn't pay much attention to him, and today he took a rare look back at him.

"So you and Brother Peng are in a long-distance relationship now?"

Su Mo's expression was as serious as when he just told the young students about "Snipe and Clam Fight".

The people around him who had just agreed with Lu Chuan's words turned against each other at this time, holding their stomachs and laughing.

Lu Chuan talked to the surroundings, Su Mo rarely illustrated, this sentence made the people in the background laugh crazy.

For some reason, everyone seems to have a tacit understanding in their hearts, and they love to watch Lu Chuan eat deflated in front of Su Mo.

"you."

Lu Chuan smiled and sent Su Mo away.

Su Mo didn't say a word, turned around and continued to talk to the young students about "Snipe and Clam Fighting".

While talking and laughing in the background, a person came in, this person was not much older than Lu Chuan, his facial features were not so angular, his temperament was gentle, his eyes were soft, and he was not sharp.

Lu Chuan leaned sideways and approached Su Mo's ear: "Your predecessor is here." ”

Su Mo turned his head and glared at him, Lu Chuan smiled heartlessly, so he allowed him to be stingy and sue everywhere, and he was not allowed to fight with him, and he would take revenge if he had revenge?

The person who came was called Wen Bokai, Su Mo's partner before leaving Wenyuan Society, and his personality was as gentle as he appeared.

Although Wen Bokai followed his master Fang Yu to Xi'an at that time, Wen Bokai did not hurt Su Mo, and Su Mo did not hate him.

Wen Bokai should be very familiar with the organizers, so he can go directly to the backstage.

"Little Mo'er." Wen Bokai called out Su Mo in a warm voice.

This call Lu Chuan rolled his eyes, disgust for no reason, looked him up and down, saw that his waist was straight, and he couldn't help but sit up a little straight.

"Huang Mao, give up a seat for the guest."

Lu Chuan still remembers that he is now the master of this backstage.

As soon as Wen Bokai's words fell, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked in from the door, with gray hair and crooked eyes, which looked like he was smiling at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that he only has a pair of smiling eyes, and his expression is not very kind.

As soon as Fang Yu came in, his gaze fixed on Su Mo who was sitting on the seat.

The moment Fang Yu appeared in the background, the green tendons on Su Mo's neck burst out.

Lu Chuan stood up and stood in the middle between Fang Yu and Su Mo.

"Uncle Fang, it's been a long time."

Fang Yu looked at Lu Chuan, the bracelet in his hand was rubbing rapidly, it could be seen that although the target he came to this time was Su Mo, Lu Chuan made him even more jealous.

"Lu Chuan."

"It's me."

Lu Chuan's face didn't show any hostile emotions, but it wasn't enthusiastic.

After all, Fang Yu is still his uncle, and for the sake of his master's face, he didn't drive him out, he was already benevolent and righteous.

"I have something I want to talk to Su Mo alone."

Fang Yu's gaze fell on Su Mo's face again, and Su Mo was about to stand up when he saw it, but Lu Chuan reached out and pressed it back.

"Nope."

Lu Chuan didn't give a reason, and directly rejected Fang Yu's request.

"My master just wants to say a few words to Xiao Mo'er."

Wen Bokai stood behind Fang Yu, and seeing that Lu Chuan's expression was very bad, he stepped forward to explain.

This Wen Bokai spoke politely, but that little Mo'er made Lu Chuan even more uncomfortable.

"Shut up."

Weinberkai breathed a sigh of relief, but the words of rebuke remained unspoken.

Lu Chuan's expression became more and more gloomy.

He turned his back to Su Mo, and Su Mo couldn't see his expression clearly.

Fang Yu chuckled: "He's grown so big, and you still protect him like this." ”

After Fang Yu finished laughing, his gaze turned back to Su Mo behind Lu Chuan, he couldn't see Su Mo, but said in the direction of Su Mo.

"And you, who have grown so big, still have to rely on him."

When Fang Yu left, all the actors who were a little famous left with him, and the current actors were all brought up by Lu Chuan, and the yellow-haired fat man had never dealt with Fang Yu.

At first glance, he still feels kind, but these two sentences completely show his cunning nature.

Su Mo stood up from his seat, and Huang Mao pulled his sleeve on the side.

Su Mo gently patted his hand twice as a sign of comfort.

"You go out first, and let me talk to him alone."

Lu Chuan slowly turned around, glanced at Su Mo, hesitated for a few seconds, and went out of the backstage first.

The actors in the back saw Lu Chuan leave the backstage, and they also left.

The last to leave was Wen Bokai, who stood behind Fang Yu, glanced at Su Mo, stopped talking, turned around and left the backstage.

There were only two people left in the background.

Su Mo clenched his fists, and his hands burst into green tendons.

Five years ago, the scene of his departure from the Wenyuan Society is still vivid.

At that time, Su Mo's master had just died, and Lu Chuan had just sent his master's ashes back, and before he could say a few more words to Su Mo, he returned to Xi'an.

There are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with in Xi'an, and the master died suddenly in a car accident, and all the subsequent special sessions had to be terminated.

After the master left for a month, Fang Yu gradually became dominant in Chende Garden.

Su Mo was squeezed out in various ways backstage, but he didn't like to be with those people originally, so it was nothing.

That night, Su Mo had a performance at night, and he came to Chende Garden early as usual.

But in front of the wooden door in the background, he stopped.

There were a lot of people inside, and the voices were very lively, and through the thin door panels, what they said could be heard clearly.

The people inside were saying that his master was selling his reputation and reputation, and they also said that Lu Chuan didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

Su Mo stood in front of the door.

Ever since Master's death, a nameless fire has been suffocating in his heart.

For the nostalgia of the master, for Lu Chuan's distress, and for the confusion of the future, the three grievances are entangled in his heart.

Su Mo finally couldn't suppress his temper, pushed the door in, and punched the person who had just spoken in the face, the man snorted, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Su Mo's eyes were red, and the second punch was about to fall, but he was stopped by the people around him who reacted.

At this time, Fang Yu walked out of the locker room, the locker room was only separated by two layers of dark blue curtains, he wouldn't not have heard the people outside talking, but he didn't make a sound to stop it, what it meant couldn't be more obvious.

"Su Mo, what are you doing?" Fang Yu looked at Su Mo with a serious expression.

Su Mo was rarely impulsive, and at this time, a pair of eyes were red.

Looking at their triumphant appearance, they must have Fang Yu's backing.

"How long has your master died, and you ...... like this"

"Don't mention my master."

Su Mo looked at him indifferently.

"Do you still want to stay in this society?"

Fang Yu stared at Su Mo, Su Mo didn't mean anything else.

"Don't wait for such a smoky place."

After Su Mo finished speaking, he turned around and pushed open the door of the backstage of Wenyuan Society, and disappeared into the night.

The young man was high-spirited and enthusiastic for a while, and he didn't expect that he was falling into the hands of these people.

In the background, the lights were white, and Fang Yu's smiling eyes felt sinister no matter how you looked at it.

"If you're really afraid of being embarrassed, locking your ticket is also a good way."

Locking tickets is to lock all the seats that have not been sold and show those who click on the page that they are sold out.

"We don't lock the tickets, I don't believe we can go to the scene and see it ourselves."

"That's what I'm here to see today."

"So you got a ticket?"

Fang Yu stopped talking, and looked up at Su Mo,

He did buy a ticket, otherwise no matter how good the relationship with the organizer is, it would not be possible to put it in the venue, and if he can enter the backstage, he should have found someone who the organizer knows.

"I bought someone else's ticket."

Su Mo lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"You don't have to be too ashamed."

Fang Yu choked, he didn't expect Su Mo's breath to be so big.

Now the audience hasn't entered the venue yet, they are all waiting outside, and when he came, he really looked at it at a glance that was indeed much better than Xu Zhongjun's side.

"Isn't it just five hundred tickets?"

"You sold 1,000 tickets because you only had 1,000 spectators, and I sold 1,500 tickets because there were only 1,500 seats in this venue."

As soon as Su Mo's words came out, Fang Yu's face changed.

When Fang Yu was in Wenyuan Club before, he rarely talked to Su Mo, and he had the impression that he was a little tail following Lu Chuan.

Now I didn't expect that this little tail had also learned Lu Chuan's arrogance.

Fang Yu had the experience of dealing with Lu Chuan before, and knew that there was no benefit in dealing with this kind of person, and besides, they really hadn't sold tickets now, so they had no confidence.

"What is it like to learn from Lu Chuan."

"What's your business?" Su Mo looked up at him.

Until now, Lu Chuan is Su Mo's weakness, and he can't be said by others.

Fang Yu snorted coldly, behind his hands, the Buddha beads in his hands twisted faster and faster, and opened the door and went out of the backstage.

Su Mo kept watching him leave, the anger on his face dissipated, and he returned to his previous indifferent appearance.

Su Mo sat back in front of the makeup mirror.

A figure suddenly flashed behind the shelf with a coat hanging in the background, jumping behind him, cold fingertips against his neck, and a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Don't move."