"Hey! I didn't go over to see it when Yunfei said that he was commenting on the book before, but this time I had to go back to Tianjin to talk to his old man."

Guo Degang had the intention of going back.

At this time, Yu Qian said, "Then I'll go see the old gentleman too!" By the way, I drove my godfather's car over so that Yunfei could go over together, which was much more convenient."

"No problem."

The corners of Guo Degang's mouth rose, going back this time was different from going back before, how could he be a little famous.

Although it is not yet possible to open a special session for provincial relatives, it is only a matter of time.

So I waited until I finished dealing with Luan Bo's affairs.

A group of people started talking again.

Then the teacher Wang Hui came back from shopping for vegetables, and a group of people had a good meal together.

Happy to eat!

I was having fun, and a few people went over to perform at lunchtime.

This was especially true in the evening, which did not disperse until 11 p.m.

And wait for the next day.

Guo Degang's family was eating breakfast at about seven o'clock.

The theater manager hurriedly called.

As soon as he picked it up, Guo Degang couldn't sit still, and poured half a bowl of porridge into his mouth.

Hurry up.

"What's wrong?" Wang Hui asked.

"The manager said that dozens of people came to the door of the theater, and a few people came from Xianggang! I'll have to go see it."

One sentence shows how popular Deyun is now.

Coming from far and wide.

"And how long will we pass?" Wang Hui couldn't help asking.

"Let's hurry up after lunch, I guess there are a lot of people, don't talk about it, I'll go."

Quickly packed up and changed into a good set of clothes, Guo Degang went out with his mobile phone and things.

As soon as he left.

The family was quiet.

It's calm now, but who knows how lively the luncheon will be.

And just as thought.

After a few people in the family finished breakfast, they went to Tianqiaole Tea Garden after lunch.

The entrance to the theater is already in demand.

The vendors were surrounded by people.

Even the 50-meter radius of the door has completely become a pile of people shoulder to shoulder.

Wang Hui, Wang Yunfei, Baked Cake and others have to rely on hard squeezing to enter the theater.

Because the tickets are about to be issued, although you may be able to buy tickets, there are only about 300 tickets.

All that's left is the standing ticket.

Standing tickets who want to stand for hours, so squeeze at the door and get ready to get in, even if it is good to get to a stool to sit down.

For a while, the situation was such a situation.

Access to the theater.

Wang Hui stood at the ticket office ready to sell tickets, and several apprentices next to him waited to help.

And Wang Yunfei's words took advantage of the fact that there was still a little time to look at the crowd outside, which was estimated to be three hundred people.

Just watching, watching.

In the noisy crowd, Leng Buding suddenly saw several men with black bags on their waists, and these men were talking around.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze it! It's not a good thing to get crowded! Don't line up more than here."

"Is there anyone else in line for numbers? You can get a seat ticket within 300."

"Don't squeeze it, there are so many people, can you still cut the line?"

"Does anyone want a number? One hundred and one hundred, and the last five, we managed to line up."

……

Listening to the noisy sound, Wang Yunfei laughed, there was no one outside who was helping to maintain order, but the scalpers were constantly working.

Even the people who came later had to go forward, a bit of a queue

The feeling was called back.

For a while, I didn't know which side of the scalper was.

Of course, Wang Yunfei can understand the scalper's approach, and now they can't buy tickets, but the front and back of the queue are absolutely sure whether they are taking tickets.

So grasp this heart, they always come to line up to occupy a place.

Some viewers who want to get tickets will definitely buy it, but I have to say that the heart of the scalper is really black.

If a ticket is twenty, it is acceptable for you scalpers to sell one hundred, and scalpers on the market will increase the price a lot.

Crazy is that a queue of numbers are sold for a hundred.

It's terrifying.

The point is that someone really buys it.

There was no shortage of wealthy people in the audience.

"Hey, what's going on? Speaking of queues! Don't squeeze! Hundreds of people!"

When Leng Buding saw a small team hurrying over behind him, the scalper immediately went over and stopped him.

When he stopped, he began to chant again.

"Do you want a number?" If you ask for a hundred, give the money, and the person in front of you will be able to change places with you."

A few people who came were a little speechless, but they didn't have time to pay attention to the scalpers, and stepped forward again.

But they took a step.

The scalpers weren't happy anymore.

"Don't cut the line! So many people are watching!"

"Tsk!" The person who came finally couldn't help but speak, "Nonsense, who will perform if I don't go in!" Excuse me, the doorway is blocked like this."

In a word, the scalper was stunned.

Guo Degang is now a fire, but it doesn't mean that people of all ages know him, so some scalpers may have heard his cross talk, but they don't know what he looks like, otherwise how could they be stopped.

And Yu Qian, Zhang Wenshun, Li Jing, Xu Deliang and others who followed next to him were all happy.

After eating a meal, the door has become like this, and the loss comes early.

The key is that I didn't expect scalpers to be able to maintain order, and they maintained it very well, I don't know how ironic.

After Guo Degang and the others entered Tianqiaole, a group of people gathered together for a simple meeting.

Try not to mess up and crowd the audience.

Otherwise, if there is an accident, both the audience and the actors will suffer.

So there were only three people left in the place where the tickets were sold, and the rest were all used to deal with the crowd of spectators.

And time passed minute by minute.

It's time for the noon ticket.

The crowd at the door outside instantly***.

Just listen to the bang.

Guo Degang and Wang Yunfei, who rushed over to maintain order, were stupid, and the door of Tianqiaole was an iron door, and it was squeezed crookedly.

And this scene is quite normal.

No matter how big the Tianqiao Le Gate is, it is only two or three meters wide, but there are hundreds of people lined up outside, and the width of the crowd must not be several times larger.

In addition, everyone rushed in, and everyone kept pushing hard, and the gate was a little unbearable.

But there is no falling, there is a fixed support underneath, but it doesn't matter what happens.

"Yunfei, go and call Jin Zi and Xiaowei to get the door, don't smash it down. If you get it done, send a few more people to the ticket office to help.

In this posture, your master and wife have to be squeezed to the toilet.

Stay safe."

"Understood."

between the electric light and flint.

The audience crowded into the theater, and the actors ran and did all kinds of things.

When the audience arrived at the ticket office, it was indeed as Guo Degang thought, the crowd surged and crowded as if it was irrational.

Don't listen to anything.

It stands to reason that Deyun, who only had a dozen spectators before, will definitely be crazy with joy when he meets so many people today, and this posture is now at least five hundred.

I'm afraid that the evening ones will have to go to six or seven hundred.

But none of them were happy, because all of them were replaced by anxious emotions.

I'm afraid that there are too many people, and I really squeeze the actors and the audience.

The biggest issue now is security.