I'm almost a Muggle

"Drink." Wang Shuo placed a wine glass in front of Gangzi.

"Why does this smell like juice?" Gangzi wiped the sweat from his forehead. The air in the bar was stuffy and the air conditioner was not turned on low enough.

"How do you feel?" Wang Shuo glanced at the young man with a flushed face.

"Haha, it turns out it's not as difficult as I thought. It's so exciting. I just wasn't prepared, otherwise I could have said it better." Gangzi couldn't contain his excitement.

He likes to watch others talk on talk shows.

I used to watch a lot of foreign movies. Occasionally, I went to a bar with my classmates and watched a talk show, so I often came over to watch it.

But I never thought that I could stand up and speak.

"Those who work in IT and study chemical engineering come up and say that this thing is not difficult, but I want to say that it is very difficult to regard this as a career."

Wang Shuo had a feeling that saying it was difficult would not scare the boy away.

Just like when he learned to bartend.

I saw the video online and thought it was so cool.

So despite his father's persuasion, he was hung up and whipped, and decided to drop out of school and learn bartending.

"Can I go up and talk tomorrow? Brother Shuo, tell me if you are familiar with this boss." Gangzi said with expectation.

As for Wang Shuo's difficulty, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"It seems that you really don't know anything about your own abilities," Wang Shuo couldn't help but clapped his hands: "Does anyone think this little brother is right? Please treat him to a drink. He is eighteen years old and is now a young man.

.”

In an instant, four or five tables in the bar were booing and clamoring for their invitations.

Gangzi turned around and stared at this scene blankly. He was finally able to detect the admiration for him in the eyes of these strangers.

This was an appreciation he had never enjoyed in his life.

"You see, you don't need me to go to the boss and tell you. You can come anytime you want. Remember to go to the boss later and ask for your wages for today. The guy sitting in the corner wearing the training uniform is the boss."

The bar owner in the corner saw Gangzi looking over and raised his glass.

Gangzi felt that today was like a dream.

It seemed that in a matter of seconds, he grew from a child to a person who could communicate with these adults on an equal footing.

"Think more about it when you go back. Talk shows here have only been developed for four or five years. There are no more than ten full-time talk show performers in the entire capital. The two you just saw are also part-time. They only play occasionally. There is only a circle, no

Industry cannot make money. Compared with the more than three hundred years of history in Europe and the United States, the systematic commercial operation is worlds away."

Wang Shuo didn't want to trick a student who failed the college entrance examination into doing a talk show.

It feels even more hopeless than bartending.

Bartending doesn't require any culture at least.

When it comes to talk shows, you must have something in your stomach, otherwise when others say, "How can I say that I have no clothes, I am in the same robe as my wife", you can only say "come on."

Or you can say ollie give.

Wang Shuo was curious whether Gangzi would go there the next day, so he went to work part-time at the bar the next day.

Gangzi went indeed.

Went there early.

I sat at an empty table, ordered a glass of wine, and buried my head in writing and drawing in a notebook.

As I wrote, I occasionally laughed out loud.

He went on stage again.

The performance was better than the previous day, and the atmosphere in the audience was even more enthusiastic. People kept calling Gangzi to do another one.

Two stand-up comedians who came a little later also sat down and applauded.

It's not that Gangzi has reached such a high level when he just started talking about talk shows.

Who told him to be young?

A child who dares to come up and talk is very novel in itself for the drinkers.

Speaking of the same level, an old bird said this.

Everyone just laughed and finished.

But if a child with no full hair runs up...

Of course, the temporary novelty will eventually pass.

With Gangzi's current level, it's still early for him to make a living from this job.

When a novice like you goes to a bar to do stand-up comedy, sometimes the boss won't give you a dime.

Even if I gave it, it would probably be only twenty-fifty.

You may not be able to make a thousand yuan a month.

After observing like this for four or five days, Wang Shuo took two glasses of wine and walked up to Gangzi who was lying on the table writing a joke, and gave one of the glasses to Gangzi.

"Brother Shuo, why do I always feel that the wine you mixed has a fruity taste."

"What's the fruity flavor? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." Wang Shuo glared at him and then asked, "Have you thought about whether you really want to do a talk show?"

"Yes, I have thought about it a long time ago. I thought about it on the first day."

"Are you interested in following me to meet someone?"

"who?"

"Our boss."

"You're the one selling shit..."

"Go away, you're not kidding. Our company is going to have a talk show to complain about celebrities. With your level, it's absolutely impossible for you to participate in it, but I'll see if I can help you get a behind-the-scenes role.

Don’t you know how to write jokes?”

"Just give me money!"

Then Wang Shuo brought Gangzi to Lin Dong.

"Brother Shuo, give me a glass of banana milk. Make it thicker. I'm a little hungry." Lin Dong was reading the script of "Outsmarting the Mountain Eagle" without raising his head.

The script has been sent over there.

Of course not all of it, just the parts that required him to audition, but this story was not unfamiliar, so Lin Dong also read other story versions.

This story with a historical prototype has undergone various forms of artistic interpretation.

Wang Shuo responded and left.

Then Gangzi who was standing behind him was revealed.

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment and asked: "Are you the Gangzi Wang Shuo mentioned? What is your full name?"

"My name is Wang Yuegang."

After all, he is Shuo Ge's boss, so Gangzi is somewhat restrained.

What made him even more devastated was that he had recognized the man sitting behind the desk as the star he had complained about on stage for the first time.

"Your complaints are quite lively and sharp."

Lin Dong put down the script and sighed, what should he say.

The video of Gangzi's complaint that day had been recorded on a mobile phone and uploaded to the Internet. Gangzi also uploaded the video on his Weibo.

"Hey, boss, I'm only eighteen years old, and I'm still young. I'm just a kid, so don't take it too seriously."

Gangzi wanted to open the window and jump out.

Why did he obsessively choose such a person to complain about.

There are so many celebrities, and all of them have dirty stuff.

"Mr. Lin, here comes the banana milk," Wang Shuo moved very quickly. Gangzi was the one he brought. It would be bad if he made Mr. Lin unhappy.

"Leave it alone and sit down."

Wang Shuo pulled Chizi to sit on the sofa in the office.

Lin Dong walked over from behind the desk carrying banana milk and sat across from the two of them.

"Lin is always like this. As for Gangzi, I met him a few days ago and picked him up in a bar. I thought he was very pitiful, so I asked Mr. Lin about the new variety show that San Fatty Brother is preparing.

Can you let him do some odd jobs to learn?"