Guo Qilin did not wear a mask and there was no need for him to hide his identity.
Because this is Hong Kong Island, no one knows him at all.
However.
After their names were called, Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi were both very surprised.
However, when I heard the other party's fluent Mandarin, it was obvious that he had a northern accent.
Guo Qilin suddenly realized: "Little girl, are you from the mainland?"
"Yes, I'm from Harbin!" The little girl from the mainland covered her mouth, her face flushed with excitement.
"Da Linzi, I really like hearing you talk about cross talk, I am your fan!"
"I like every crosstalk actor in Deyun Pavilion!"
"I've also heard the crosstalk between your father, Lao Guo, and Teacher Yu Qian!"
The little girl talked a lot in one breath, clasped her hands together and kept stamping her feet.
"Da Linzi, I thought you were in Yanjing, but I didn't expect to meet you in Hong Kong Island. I'm really excited now!"
"Da Linzi, why are you in Hong Kong Island? Are you here to hold a cross talk show?"
"Is Teacher Guo here too?"
"..."
The little girl talks very fast and sends messages on her mobile phone from time to time, probably to show off to her friends.
Guo Qilin couldn't say a word and was a little helpless.
"Is he a star from the Mainland?" My aunt's friend obviously didn't know Guo Qilin. She only knew local artists from Hong Kong Island.
The little girl from the mainland took the hand of the little girl from Hong Kong and said quickly: "Jiaxin, what you said is not entirely correct. He is a crosstalk actor from the mainland. Have you heard of Deyunge?"
"Deyun Pavilion? Never heard of it."
"You don't even know Deyun Pavilion, what about Lao Guo?"
The little girl from Hong Kong said blankly: "Lao Guo seems a bit familiar."
"Yes, Lao Guo is his father, isn't he awesome!"
"..."
The two little girls were chattering, and from time to time they would switch to each other's voice to communicate.
But it looked like both girls were very excited.
The little mainland girl has Lao Guo on the left and Lao Guo on the right.
This made Deng Ziqi, who probably knew some of the conflicts between father and son, couldn't help but glance at Guo Qilin.
Seeing his calm expression, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Deng Ziqi gave Guo Qilin a shoulder and whispered: "Da Linzi, I didn't expect to meet your fans even on Hong Kong Island."
"The little girl likes to listen to cross talk, not me, Guo Qilin."
Guo Qilin said lightly.
"It doesn't matter, more and more people will like you in the future."
Deng Ziqi said softly.
Seeing the other party's serious look, Guo Qilin felt a little warm inside.
…
"Sister Ziqi, you, a big star, can also go to night markets and eat at roadside stalls?"
"I thought you celebrities usually go to high-end restaurants."
"..."
"Sister Ziqi, you are so beautiful."
The little girl from Hong Kong was communicating with Deng Ziqi in Cantonese throughout the whole process.
The person who acted as the translator was a little girl from the mainland.
Deng Ziqi said softly: "Celebrities are people too, and the night market is very lively and I like it very much. The taste of roadside stalls is much better than those high-end Western restaurants..."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear me. I'll be in trouble if I'm recognized. You should know that, right?"
"Yeah, I won't make any noise."
"Sister Ziqi, can I take a photo with you?"
The little girl from Hong Kong looked eager.
"Of course."
"Da Linzi, I also want to take a photo with you." The little girl from the mainland also became enthusiastic.
"Then let's just go together."
Deng Ziqi directly pulled Guo Qilin over without taking off his mask, and the two stood in the middle.
Two little girls stood on the left and right respectively.
This makes people passing by feel a little strange.
After one person took a few photos.
"Sister Ziqi, are you dating this handsome boy?"
"Da Linzi, are you secretly dating Sister Ziqi?"
The two little girls looked at each other and finally plucked up the courage to ask.
"No, no, we are just good friends."
Deng Ziqi glanced at Guo Qilin subconsciously, his eyes evasive and his face flushed.
"I understand, I understand. Don't worry, Sister Ziqi, we will keep this secret for you."
"..."
The explanation became more and more confusing, and just then the owner of the beef offal stall said that the noodles were ready.
Deng Ziqi said with some embarrassment: "Um, Jiaxin, we bought something and found that our mobile phone was out of battery, could you please help me..."
The little girl named Jiaxin said without hesitation: "No problem, I'll treat you!"
"Thank you Jiaxin!"
Half an hour later.
After eating and drinking, the two people left the night market side by side.
"Without them today, we would be in trouble."
Not only did they pay for the treat, the two girls also charged their mobile phones.
Deng Ziqi turned his head and waved to the two of them.
…
at the same time.
Yanjing City, backstage of Deyunge Theater.
The performance had just ended, and everyone looked tired. Some were changing clothes, and others were packing their things.
Xiao Yueyue was lying on the recliner, thinking about playing with her mobile phone for a while to relax.
He put on his scarf out of boredom, watched videos for a while, and was about to go back.
But this time.
A post with a topic related to Deyun Pavilion was pushed up by big data.
It happened to be brushed by Xiao Yueyue.
"What a coincidence! I actually ran into Dalinzi at the Hong Kong Island night market! #德云客##xiangsheng#"
This is the text of the post.
Below the copy are a few pictures.
Two little girls wearing IKE took a photo with a petite girl wearing a mask.
Standing in the middle was a man in his early twenties, looking intently at the camera without wearing a mask or anything else to cover his face.
The moment I saw this man.
Xiao Yueyue jumped up from the chair.
"Isn't this Dalinzi?"
"Tiao Bing, do you think this man is Dalinzi?"
He rubbed his eyes, fearing that he had seen it wrong, and quickly pulled the sweet potato cake aside for him to identify.
"Huh?"
"Although the man in this photo is more handsome, it seems he is really our big forest!"
Shaobing frowned and said with certainty: "Yes, this is Dalinzi!"
"Vice President Luan, look at this!"
Yao Bing attracted another person.
"Um?"
Vice President Luan enlarged the picture, clapped his hands and said, "It really is Dalinzi!"
Immediately afterwards.
Several people looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.
"Why did Dalinzi run away to Hong Kong Island?!"
"When did this happen?"
"Did Dalinzi tell you that he is going to Hong Kong Island?" Vice President Luan said solemnly.
Xiao Yueyue and Xiao Bing shook their heads.
They have not seen Guo Qilin since he issued his resignation statement.
Guo Qilin didn't even reply to the messages he sent.
Later I found out that Guo Qilin even quit the internal group.
Originally, they all thought that Guo Qilin was still in Yanjing, but who knew that he had gone to Hong Kong Island without saying a word?
Xiaobian said: "It's probably because what Master did made Dalinzi angry. He had no place to go, so he had no choice but to go to Hong Kong Island!"
Xiao Yueyue sighed: "Da Linzi is so angry that he ran to Hong Kong Island alone without telling anyone."
"Nonsense, who else can feel so angry?"
"I was happily going home for dinner on my birthday, but that boy from Fenyang opened his mouth and said such heart-wrenching words. Is it you who can bear it?"
Shaobing's tone became extremely unkind, and he couldn't help but defend Guo Qilin.
Then, he muttered again:
"Master also refused to bow his head. He suddenly announced that Dalinzi would be banned. No one in the entertainment industry dares to use Dalinzi now. He can't stay in the mainland and wait to starve to death, right?"
"Let me tell you, Master has gone too far. Why should the relationship between father and son be so tense?"
Xiao Yueyue quickly covered his mouth and said: "Only a disciple like you dares to say this, and you are not afraid of being overheard by your master's wife!"
But to be honest, what Master Lao Guo De did was indeed a bit too much.
How can anyone kill his own son?
He threatened to block Guo Qilin and cut off all outlets. This was to force him to death.
It seems that the two people involved in this matter are not father and son, but more like enemies.
However, Xiao Yueyue did not dare to speak out such inner thoughts.
"Okay, stop talking."
"I guess Master doesn't know about this yet, I have to go tell him."
Vice President Luan scolded him with a straight face, took Xiao Yueyue's cell phone and turned around to leave.
…
