Chapter 581

Really Became a Famous Actor?

"Six of Hearts??"

9 of Hearts seemed to have remembered something, and his expression gradually became wonderful, "That kid indeed seems like the kind of person who would do something like this... But how did he, a Third Stage, deceive the entire Red Dust Domain? Even [Floating Life Painting] was fooled!"

"I don't know, but it's absolutely him!! I'll guarantee it with my life!"

Jian Changsheng's tone was absolutely firm.

Jian Changsheng understood Chen Ling too well. He could even mentally picture the scene where Chen Ling played the entire Red Dust Main City for fools and then secretly laughed in mockery. He must have received his call for help... no, routine communication letter, and then returned to the Red Dust Domain.

"With that guy's vigilance, he most likely noticed our predicament immediately, and then secretly laid out a scheme to play tricks, pulling a 'Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao'... I bet he's definitely hiding somewhere right now, sneakily watching this place!" Jian Changsheng instantly guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

Jack of Clubs, who had never met Chen Ling, rubbed his chin and spoke suspiciously:

"Is this Six of Hearts really as evil and bizarre as you guys say..."

"But doesn't this newspaper say he died tragically?"

"Oh, you mean this... He's died at least eight hundred times in the newspapers, if not a thousand. Just don't believe it when you see this kind of news." Jian Changsheng shrugged his shoulders,

"I bet that even if everyone else in the world died out, this guy would definitely be the last one standing."

Hearing Jian Changsheng's description, Jack of Clubs's interest in Chen Ling grew stronger,

"Then where is he now?"

"...Good question."

Jian Changsheng helplessly scratched his head,

"This guy's whereabouts have always been treacherous. Every time we meet, he changes to a completely new identity. I don't know what role he's playing now, silently doing what major event..."

...

In the warm morning sun, Chen Ling lazily yawned.

Right now, he was standing by the second-floor handrail, blowing in the gentle breeze, his eyes looking in the direction of the Casino, his red robe swaying lightly in the wind.

"The weather is really nice..."

Chen Ling sighed with emotion. Holding the latest newspaper in his hand, he flipped through it casually.

The police surveillance on this street had completely withdrawn, and his identity was thoroughly cleared. Even if he lay on the handrail for a whole day, no one would notice him. The air was full of the scent of freedom.

Today's major newspaper headlines were unsurprisingly the news of the Red Dust Main City utterly defeating the Dusk Society, occupying a full two pages of space. Half a page of it was a story accusing [Six of Hearts] of being deranged, cunning, and ruthless, and finally being justly killed by the Police Bureau Chief.

"How long has it been since I made the headlines... I really miss it."

Chen Ling casually folded the newspaper. Just as he was preparing to go back and sleep a bit more, a sound of commotion came from the Theater House main gate below.

He looked down in confusion, only to see a crowd of people gathered at the door, rustling and talking about something. Moreover, there seemed to be quite a few people looking around on the street. After seeing the Theater House's signboard, they also constantly approached.

Chen Ling's brow raised slightly. He turned and walked down the stairs, only to see that the main door of the Theater House had already been squeezed open. Numerous curious gazes were peering into the Theater House through the crack in the door.

"Is it here?"

"This is it, Jinghong Theater!"

"Where's Lin Yan? Is Mister Lin Yan here?? When is he Singing??"

"Your Theater House's seats can be booked in advance, right! I have money! Quickly book a seat for me! I want the front row! The closest to Mister Lin Yan!"

"What the heck!! I was here first! Line up, okay!"

"I've been squatting at the door since six in the morning! Yesterday outside the manor, I heard Mister Lin Yan sing a tune, and I couldn't sleep all night. Today I must sit in the front row no matter what! I want to see the true face of this Mister Lin Yan!"

"Do you guys think this Thespian Lin Yan is really as good-looking as in the photo? Why do I feel it's a bit fake..."

"Just wait for him to come out and see, then won't you know!"

"..."

It was still early in the morning, yet the door of Jinghong Theater was already packed with people. If Kong Baosheng hadn't locked the door, these people would have probably entered the Theater House directly.

At this time, Kong Baosheng's thin and small body was pressing against the door as he said hurriedly:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Everyone! Listen to me say a few words!"

"Our Mister is still resting, and the Theater House's performance hasn't started yet. Please be patient, everyone. When our Mister wakes up and arranges the performance schedule, we will notify everyone to come watch the show right away..."

Kong Baosheng pleaded and reasoned, finally managing to close the main door tightly. He backhandedly wrapped the chain tightly a few times to ensure brute force couldn't open it, then let out an exhausted sigh.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Ling standing at the staircase entrance, looking at this place in surprise.

"Mister! You finally woke up!" Kong Baosheng said in pleasant surprise.

"Baosheng, what's the situation outside?"

"Customers! They all came to hear you Singing!" Kong Baosheng's eyes were full of excitement, "Mister, you're famous! Our Theater House is famous!! Didn't you read today's newspaper?"

"I did read it..."

Chen Ling was stunned. As if he remembered something, he unfolded the newspaper in his hand again. After flipping past the pages about the Dusk Society, a massive headline caught his eye:

"Heavenly Opera Vocals: The New Generation's Top-Tier Opera Star — Jinghong Theater's Lin Yan"

Beside the headline was a candid photo of Chen Ling standing on the Beidou birthday banquet Stage. A red robe fluttered in the wind, and a few crystal droplets hung on his wet black hair, outlining half a stunningly beautiful profile.

This seemed to be an article written by a reporter who attended the birthday banquet. Between the lines, it expressed high praise for Chen Ling's Opera Vocals, and intentionally compared him with the opera veteran Li Hanxiang, belittling the latter as worthless. The reporter also interviewed several high officials, directors, and celebrities who participated in the banquet, and their words were absolutely top-tier evaluations, expressing that they wanted to hear him Singing again if given the chance.

In short, in this article, the Red-Clad Performer Lin Yan had been touted as the leading figure in the Red Dust Main City opera circle, representing the cultural trend of the new generation's opera.

Of course, pure text had a limited impact. The key was that the candid photo taken by this reporter was simply too perfect. Just this one profile photo could attract the attention of a large group of people. Moreover, there were quite a few people who personally heard Chen Ling Singing outside the manor yesterday. "Jinghong Theater Thespian Lin Yan" had already become the hottest keyword in current Red Dust Main City entertainment.

After reading this entire article, Chen Ling stood blankly at the staircase entrance, his eyes full of astonishment...

He had thought that after his Singing at the birthday banquet, it would attract some social attention, but he didn't expect it to cause such a huge commotion. At this moment, Chen Ling finally knew why there was so much entertainment news in the Red Dust Main City...

In this city where entertainment was paramount, any relevant hot topic could detonate a massive amount of traffic and wealth. A play, a newspaper, had set off a massive and fanatical wave, sweeping towards Jinghong Theater!

Jinghong Theater's Thespian Lin Yan became famous overnight, red-hot.

Even though the main door of the Theater House was closed tight, the noise outside was even louder. More and more people came after hearing the news after reading the newspaper, surrounding this incredibly mysterious Theater House. The crowded crowd even blocked the street to the point where not a drop of water could leak out!

"We want to hear Mister Lin Singing!!"

"Hurry up and open the door for business! We have money! We just want to see Mister Lin once!"

"Lin Yan! Lin Yan! Lin Yan!!"

"..."

Seeing this, Chen Ling smiled bitterly and rubbed his temples, his head feeling a bit big for a moment:

"What the hell... accidentally, I really became a Famous Actor?"