"Boss, how will you arrange your work today?"

"……ah?"

Li Zhen was stunned, and instinctively raised his head to look at the speaker.

And when he saw that person, he was immediately shocked:

"Daqi?"

"Hey, I'm here, boss."

The speaker was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a tiger T-shirt and carrying a bunch of jujube-red Rudraksha on his wrist.

When he heard Li Zhen calling him, he continued:

"Boss, what kind of work should we do today?"

"...?"

Hearing this, Li Zhen was stunned again and looked around... He suddenly discovered that this place was the backstage of his garden.

Why are you here?

What's wrong with me?

He was in a trance.

Da Qi saw that Li Zhen didn't answer after asking twice, so he asked again:

"boss?"

"Ah?...Oh, it's okay, right..."

Li Zhen came back to his senses and his eyes fell on Da Qi.

After looking up and down, he laughed:

"You are already the leader of the class, now it's your turn to take the lead. Why are you asking me what I want to do today?"

This time it was Da Qi's turn to be confused.

Da Qi looked stunned and speechless:

"What are you talking about, boss? When will it be my turn to make the decision in Chunyou Club?"

"Now."

Li Zhen shrugged and suddenly stood up.

Putting your hands on his shoulders...

"Have you forgotten? I'm already dead."

"...?"

Da Qi suddenly raised his head.

There was a hint of absurdity in his eyes, but more of it was an unbelievable speechlessness:

"Boss...what did you say?"

"Ha~"

Li Zhen chuckled and patted his shoulder heavily:

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. It's okay if I know it myself. I have throat cancer, and the cancer cells have spread throughout my body. I entrusted you to lead the big guys forward while I was on the hospital bed. I remember you cried so hard at that time, a

How embarrassing for you, a man in his thirties crying like this~ Haha~"

As he spoke, he looked around, looking at the extremely familiar furnishings, his eyes filled with sadness.

"Ha~~~"

Although it was laughter, it was filled with infinite sadness.

"I know it's just a dream... but it's great. I can take a look backstage..."

"Boss, don't talk nonsense..."

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Li Zhen shook his head:

"This is what we do, have you forgotten? One book tells how many dynasties have changed, how the world has risen and fallen. How many heroes have passed from birth to death through our mouths. Whether it is lamenting or making boos...this journey is ours

I came here on my own. I experienced it myself. There is no reason to deny it when I experience it myself?...Haha, if you die, you will die. Why don't you dare to admit it if you have a dream? But..."

Finally, his eyes looking around fell on Da Qi again:

"I'm really happy to see you here. You don't know... I'm in such a miserable state over there, I'm about to starve to death... Sigh."

With a long sigh and a slight shake of his head, he hugged Da Qi:

"Come on. Work hard. You will never tire of storytelling, singing, and opera. There is hope in this industry. Don't waste the craftsmanship left by our ancestors!"

After the words fell, he let go of Da Qi, who suddenly fell silent, and said directly:

"I'm going to take a look at the front court. It's so nice... This dream is so real."

With that said, he walked directly to the door of the waiting room.

Just when my hand was about to twist the door handle, I suddenly heard a sound:

"boss."

"……ah?"

Li Zhen turned his head.

I don't know why, I just felt that Da Qi's face suddenly became blurry...

But his voice was extremely clear:

"If you walk out of this door, this class leader... will really be mine! Everything about you..."

"What's yours is yours. I gave it to you myself, right?"

Li Zhen interrupted him somewhat inexplicably, and then, before Da Qi could continue speaking, he turned the doorknob...

Suddenly, there was a bright light.

…

"...Taoist Priest? Why are you sitting on the ground?"

When the waiter walked into the room with a bowl of hot soup cakes, he immediately saw Li Zhen sitting on the cold floor...seemingly in a daze.

It was such a cold winter, with bare breasts and breasts, and even a faint white smoke rising from the clothes.

He was startled and asked quickly.

"Well……"

Hearing this movement, Li Zhen lowered his head and looked at the tattered Taoist robe on his body...and then looked around...

Finally, his nose moved and his eyes fell on the bowl of soup cakes.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu~"

"Gudu~"

The sound of stomach and swallowing sounds at the same time.

He quickly stood up:

"Oh, it's coming, it's coming, but I'm starving to death..."

"……Ha ha."

The waiter was also amused by his reaction. He smiled and put the bowl of hot soup cakes in front of the table:

"Master Taoist, eat slowly, then I'll go and get busy."

"Hey, thank you very much."

Although he was thanking him, Li Zhen didn't even raise his head.

I can't help it...this bowl of soup cake is so delicious.

As for the dream just now... he didn't care at all.

It was just a dream, what could be more important than the stuttering in front of me?

But as he was eating, he was suddenly stunned.

"Huh? Why isn't it hot?"

And...not only was his body not hot, he couldn't even feel the cold.

Because this bowl of noodles came at the right time, I had forgotten to tie my Taoist robe just now.

He opened his arms and sat in a room without even a charcoal fire. He didn't even feel the cold...

what's the situation?
To be continued...