Door
"Brother Lin, what happened to your face?"
Li Qingshan couldn't see Chen Ling's face clearly, but he saw that black veil, in his heart also had some doubts.
"Nothing." Chen Ling faintly opened his mouth. He turned his head glancing at Li Qingshan. After seeing his spotless blue clothes, and the exquisite and attentive "Sheng role" makeup, astonishingly opened his mouth, "You are..."
"Today is the theatrical company's preliminary test. Although it's said there are no clothing and makeup requirements, but seriously preparing a bit always isn't wrong."
Li Qingshan stroked his sleeve hem, standing tall in the morning wind, clothes belt fluttering. Truly had a kind of transcendental and worldly-detached temperament.
Chen Ling remembered, yesterday Li Qingshan also mentioned this preliminary test. Couldn't help but ask: "This preliminary test, what exactly is it for?"
"It's exactly similar to a selection. The theatrical company will regularly open preliminary tests to the closest five small towns. Choosing potential rising stars to cultivate. Including singing, dancing, traditional opera, formal drama and other fields. If passing the two tests, then can have the opportunity to pass through the entertainment consortium's recommendation, entering the Red Dust Main City..."
"Oh." Chen Ling expressionlessly nodded.
Isn't this exactly the talent drafts before the Great Cataclysm... Although the Aurora Domain was bitterly cold, but wanting to enter the Main City from the Seven Great Districts, what was looked at was still aptitude and strength. But the Red Dust Domain's kind of method using artistic talent to enter the Main City, was simply absurd to the extreme. What time is it already, the Red Dust Domain is still immersed in this kind of entertained to death atmosphere?
However speaking of it... Red Dust Domain, seemingly haven't seen existences similar to Enforcers and the like?
Where did their Divine Path Possessors all go?
"Brother Lin, anyway you are all going to the theatrical company. Why not conveniently also participate a bit in the preliminary test?" Li Qingshan's voice sounded from the side, "You yourself are exactly a member of a theatrical troupe. I believe strength still also exists. Just in case you passed the preliminary test, going to the Red Dust Main City to develop wouldn't it be better?"
Saying this, Li Qingshan's eyes became increasingly bright,
"I sing Xiaosheng Role, you sing Clown, we completely can co-perform a show of "Famen Temple" ah?"
"I have no interest."
Seeing Chen Ling decline so simply and cleanly, Li Qingshan long sighed a breath.
"...Alright, then wait until next time having an opportunity to talk again."
The two people passed through bridge after bridge, along the bluestone slab path straight forward. Walked for roughly over half an hour, then arrived on a road full of people suffering from overcrowding.
On this road, there was only a not big scale theater. Dozens of people squeezed at the doorway, seemingly anxiously waiting for something. Waiting until inside someone shouted a sound, everyone only then swarmed in.
Above the doorway of the theater, on old red metal, Dragon Soaring And Phoenix Dancing was written a line of big characters:
——Flower Capital Theatrical Company.
Around the theatrical company's name, was also surrounded by a circle of light bulbs. Looking from afar it extremely resembled a dance hall signboard from the seventies or eighties. Splendid and extravagant.
"This is exactly it." Li Qingshan lifted his head. In the eyes looking towards that door was full of longing, "Brother Lin, you go in first to inquire the news you want, I'll go register."
"Okay."
Watching Li Qingshan hurriedly squeeze into the crowd with his eyes, Chen Ling's gaze swept across the four surroundings, directly walking in from the side door.
Walking in the corridors of the theatrical company, still could hear the noisy sounds transmitting from the main hall. The more going deep inside the sound was smaller. Here seemingly mostly were all office areas. The doors of office after office were tightly closed, didn't know what they were used for.
Opposite the corridor, a staff member holding documents hurriedly walked over. Chen Ling seeing this directly stopped him down:
"Hello, may I ask who is the person in charge of the aspect of theatrical troupe performances?"
That person seeing Chen Ling wearing the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe, and wearing a black veil. Doubtfully sized him up a few glances, still saying:
"Supervisor Sun, office is at 302."
"Thank you."
Chen Ling straightly walked towards the third floor.
Following the door plates finding 302. Chen Ling just preparing to knock on the door, then heard a burst of slight delicate panting sounds transmitting out from within.
Chen Ling's hand suddenly paused in midair.
His both eyes slightly narrowed...
Three entirely different kinds of sounds overlapped together. Accompanied by a certain man's heavy panting, inside fell into a patch of deathly stillness.
The structure of the theatrical company was very sturdy. Regardless whether it's doors or walls, were all extremely thick. The sound insulation effect was also extremely good. Exactly like fortified prison cells one after another.
Chen Ling able to hear these slight sounds inside, was already standing sufficiently close, and hearing was different from ordinary people.
Roughly half a minute later, the office's door was suddenly opened. A young girl with messy hair walked out from within. Seeing the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe standing at the doorway, suddenly was scared to exclaim a sound.
Behind her, several figures also followed walking over. Were all uniform females. The youngest roughly seventeen or eighteen years old, the oldest looked to be thirty. Only their figures were extremely eye-catching and hot.
"What's going on?" A middle-aged bald man subsequently walked over.
He saw Chen Ling standing outside the door. His eyebrows instantly frowned, coldly shouting: "Who are you? Doing what??"
The girls lowered their heads, timidly walking out from beside Chen Ling. Their cheeks still had residual blush.
What made it exceed Chen Ling's expectations was, they didn't leave here, but silently walked to the doorway of the next office, lightly knocking on the door...
The door opened. A pair of man's arms grown full of fine hairs, taking advantage of the situation hugged her waist, directly plundering her inside. During the period also accompanied by bursts of greasy laughing sounds.
Click——
The door reverse locked. The corridor fell into a patch of deathly stillness.
Chen Ling's eyebrows frowned increasingly tighter.
"No, who are you ah? Exactly what matter do you have?" Supervisor Sun's face was incomparably gloomy.
"May I ask is it Supervisor Sun?" Chen Ling withdrew his gaze, calmly opening his mouth, "I want to query a bit the recent theatrical troupe performance records... I and my companions got separated."
Supervisor Sun narrowed his eyes, carefully sizing up Chen Ling a few glances,
"Are you a Police Officer?"
"No."
"Then on what basis should Laozi check for you? Motherfucker has a sickness."
Supervisor Sun cursed a sentence, backhanding then wanting to close the door. But right at the instant the thick and heavy door was about to close, a palm steadily grasped it in midair.
Supervisor Sun blanked. He forcefully pushed the door. The latter exactly like being welded dead on the spot generally motionless.
Behind the door, a suit of red clothes faintly opened his mouth. In the tone as if wrapping and carrying the ice-coldness coming from the extreme north:
"Supervisor Sun..."
"Do you want to... properly consider a bit again?"