Zheng Shiliu was a man, a handsome man of twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
Even the most demanding person would admit that Zheng Shiliu was at least a man who was quite good-looking. Among the group of ugly crosstalk actors, his appearance was like a crane in a flock of chickens.
However, among the thirty thousand actors, there were many handsome people, and there were more than one who was better than Zheng Shiliu. And Zheng Shiliu was undoubtedly the most popular star in the City of Immortals in the past month. His story had been serialized for thirteen times. The ratings continued to rise, and his popularity continued to rise. In B3 Area, there were even peripherals related to his theme that began to be sold.
And the basis of this popularity was the touching and touching love story of Zheng Shiliu and his lover.
The main line of the story was roughly like this: Zheng Shiliu was a poor man from the bottom of society. By chance, he got a ticket to a luxury ship that could cross the ocean. On that ship, he was lucky enough to meet A Luo, a young lady who dared to love and hate, and thus began an unusual love road...
In the previous thirteen episodes, the audience had been fascinated to appreciate how the two young people were not afraid of power and etiquette in their vigorous love, but they were also on tenterhooks when they saw the luxury ship accidentally hit a strange sea beast, and the hull collapsed and gradually sank, causing the two young people to encounter a dangerous situation … Finally, the show seemed to be coming to an end, and Zheng Shiliu and A Luo also faced the test of life and death.
At this point, no one knew how many people in the City of Immortals were concerned about this couple. People could not suppress their curiosity at all: What happened to Zheng Shiliu and A Luo in the end?
Although rationally, Zheng Shiliu, of course, survived — otherwise, how could he perform on stage? However, in the previous dozens of performances, Zheng Shiliu always had a stiff dead face, and there was no emotion when he recited his lines, which made many people begin to doubt whether he was really alive.
Moreover, even if he was still alive, what about A Luo who possessed a hundred charms with every frown and smile? Did she die in that disaster, which caused Zheng Shiliu's heart to die?
And all of this would be revealed in this episode.
Therefore, even though Shu Si knew that being lazy and absent at this time was likely to affect his Eight Desolation Six Directions Soup, he still could not help but run over.
"In any case, the Eight Desolation Six Directions Soup is definitely not only in the hands of Dead Face. But if you miss this episode, I'm afraid there won't be a repeat in the future. "
Thinking of this, Shu Si felt even more justified. He directly lay down under the tree, and his posture seemed very comfortable.
After a while, Zheng Shiliu's group of actors arrived late. And more than 90% of the space on the signboard was occupied by the story of Zheng Shiliu.
Continuing from the previous episode, the screen showed a bright moon and stars, as well as the ice-cold sea.
The hull of the giant ship had almost been entirely sunk. Most of the passengers on board had been buried at the bottom of the ocean, too. The giant ship had crashed into a deep-sea beast that was hibernating. Resuscitation, the beast had killed all the Immortal Cultivators on board the moment it was launched. Only the civilians, because they were not important to the beast at all, were lucky enough to survive. But as the ship sank, the lives of these civilians gradually came to an end.
As for the protagonists of the story, Zheng Shiliu and A Luo, at this time, were quietly waiting for the arrival of fate on the sea.
Before the giant ship sank, Zheng Shiliu found a wooden plank, but the area was limited and could only accommodate one person … Now A Luo was lying on the wooden plank with tears streaming down her face. Zheng Shiliu sank his body into the cold seawater and said his last words to A Luo.
Because of the cold, Zheng Shiliu's voice trembled. However, he still kept talking. Talking about the past, talking about the present, talking about the future, and even talking about crosstalk.
"A Luo, I-I hope that the last thing I see in my life is your smile, so that when I fall asleep at the bottom of the sea, I can dream of you smiling."
"I don't want you to sleep, I just want you to live!"
"No, the one who should live is you. Promise me, for me, live, live healthy and happy forever …"
—
Outside the stage, many spectators began to cry because of Zheng Shiliu's words.
Even Shu Si, who had always been scolded for being heartless, could not help but wipe his eyes. "Motherf * cker, how could there be sand in this City of Immortals?"
However, just as he wiped his tears, he suddenly saw a flash of strong light on the signboard, which covered everything. The deep night sky, the cold sea … all gradually turned into nothingness under the strong light.
Shu Si was dumbfounded. He stood up and asked, "Is, is this a new change?! Could it be that at the last moment, an immortal came down to earth and saved everyone? So Zheng Shiliu, who should have died, can do crosstalk here? "
However, the next moment, a cold voice sounded, breaking everyone's conjecture.
"That's the end of the boring show."
The strong light gradually dissipated, and on the stage, the hundreds of crosstalk performers disappeared into thin air, leaving only a figure in black, facing countless pairs of eyes.
There was a long silence.
The extreme shock made many people not know how to react for the first time. But soon, the overwhelming scolding in the City of Immortals filled the sky!
"F * ck you, who the f * ck do you think you are?"
"This is the critical moment!"
"Kill this son of a bitch!"
—
In the face of the surging curses, the man in black seemed to turn a deaf ear to them. He just coldly raised his eyes. His gaze seemed to penetrate the signboard and went straight to the heart of everyone. Then, a cold wind rose and froze the anger.
A moment later, the man in black said, "The show just now is a scam. This is the real Zheng Shiliu."
With that, he stretched out his hand and also summoned a picture in the arena. On one of them, the face of Zheng Shiliu was reflected.
However, compared with the previous Zheng Shiliu, this Zheng Shiliu seemed a bit timid and hazy. Although he was born in a poor family, he was open and aboveboard, and had a cheerful temperament.
Next, the picture reflected the face of a girl, which was seventy to eighty percent similar to A Luo, but not as bright as A Luo. Her eyes were a bit slender, her skin was a bit darker, and her figure was a bit more plump … It was just that, her eyes were full of hostility.
The man in black explained, "This is the real A Luo. The two of them did not meet on a huge ship. Instead, A Luo's husband raised some down-and-out entertainers at home, and Zheng Shiliu was one of them. At the same time, A Luo is not a cheerful girl who dares to love and hate. She is just a wanton widow who can't control herself and can't wait to pull all the good-looking men in the world to bed. "
On the picture, A Luo said to Zheng Shiliu with a smile.
"Little Zheng, my shoulders are very sore, come in and give me a massage."
Zheng Shiliu looked up at her in fear, "Miss, I, I'm just a crosstalk performer, please don't embarrass me."
"So what if you're a crosstalk performer? Are you not a man just because you're a crosstalk performer? "
"Miss, you must be joking. Of course, I'm a man, but …"
A Luo raised her eyebrows, "If I tell you to come in, then come in! Be careful, or I'll ask my father to kick you out! "
Zheng Shiliu was finally defeated by the tyrannical power, and shrunk back into the room. Then, there was a burst of moaning sounds that made adults feel extremely uncomfortable.
After a while, the picture changed. Zheng Shiliu had changed from a handsome man to a haggard figure. Especially when he walked, his legs were clamped together, and his posture was even more miserable.
Obviously, the hard work of serving Miss A Luo was far from what a crosstalk performer could bear.
But A Luo still did not know when to stop.
"Little Zheng, where did you go? Hurry up and come here, I want it again today! If you dare not come, I will let people break the legs of your parents, and then catch your little lover called A 'Mei to feed to the dogs, do you hear me! "
Zheng Shiliu's expression was originally bitter, but when he heard the last words, his whole body was shocked, and his eyes gradually turned cold, revealing a trace of madness.
Then, perhaps it was God's will or luck, he accidentally touched a shovel outside the flower bed …
His slender and thin hand, which only knew how to hold a pen, now held the shovel tightly.
The picture changed again, and it was already a rainy night with lightning and thunder. In the rainstorm, the skinny Zheng Shiliu waved the shovel and dug a deep pit in the ground. At his feet, there was a once warm and plump body, but now it was cold and stiff.
Zheng Shiliu's eyes were cold, and his eyes were completely focused on the deep pit in front of him. The rainstorm was like a waterfall, and soon there was water in the pit, and the water surface reflected Zheng Shiliu's broken face.
"Father, Mother, your son is unfilial, I can't take care of you in your old age. The grace of raising me can only be repaid in the next life … A 'Mei, I'm afraid I can't save enough money to go back and marry you. You … just forget me, find a good man to marry, and then live healthy and happy forever, just for me …"
The picture ended here, and the man in black sighed.
"The real Zheng Shiliu is just a poor man who was forced into a dead end. It's not worth it for you to wantonly distort his story and then use it for entertainment. He has never seen the sea in his life, let alone travel by boat. A 'Luo is his enemy who he hates to the bone, so how could he make a pledge of eternal love with her? Such a story would only make people sick. "
With that, the man in black waved his hand, and all the signboards in the City of Immortals dimmed, and the program broadcast was forcibly stopped.
—
On the other side, on the rostrum, Wang Lu shrugged indifferently.
"Why ruin everyone's good dream? You'll make a lot of people who believe in love lose sleep. "
The man in black ignored Wang Lu and just coldly said, "Let's start the next round."
The so-called next ring was the last and most important ring of the opening ceremony: the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals and the ancient Earth Immortals would show the wager of the Grand Competition under the supervision of everyone.
The Grand Competition was said to determine the future of Nine Regions, but how to determine the specific method would depend on the bet provided by the two sides.
There could be no delay in this round. In other words, Wang Lu's delaying tactic ended here.
The main show was finally about to begin.
(Thank you, Great Alliance Leader, for sending warmth to me on Christmas Eve, I hereby add … By the way, I wish everyone a good harvest on Christmas Eve and a happy full moon party in November next year!)
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