Returning to the county opera troupe in 77

Chapter 107 He calls this "divine intervention"?

"What? Old Pi really said that?"

Lin Datou looked at Lin Gouwa standing in front of him with suspicion, his eyebrows raised high.

Lin Gouwa nodded hurriedly, "It's true! Uncle, would I lie to you? That old man, uh, that Mao Shidao, said it himself. He even touched the top of my head with his hand, like he was reading my face."

Lin Datou squinted and looked Lin Gouwa up and down, remaining silent for a long time.

Lin Gouwa suddenly became a little anxious, pointing to his bright, piercing eyes: "You don't believe me? He even praised my eyes for being bright! Brother Xiang Dong and Man Cang can vouch for that!"

Lin Datou: "—"

He stared at Lin Gouwa's small eyes for a moment, his lips curling downwards: "I was somewhat convinced—"

Lin Gouwa: "————"

"He calls this—'bright and piercing'?" Lin Datou held up two fingers, indicating the width of a slit: "To me, it looks like a button slit."

That's so hurtful to my self-esteem!

Lin Gouwa's face flushed red, and he stomped his foot angrily: "What did you say, Uncle! Aren't my eyesight inherited from our family? Mao Shidao really said that, not a single word was wrong!"

"Okay, not bad, not bad." Lin Datou reached out and touched his eyelids with relief. The Lin family has a three-generation tradition of suturing eyes; he was lucky to have inherited his mother's eyes and not this highly recognizable family feature.

Seeing his nephew jumping up and down in a panic, he waved his hand dismissively: "Yes, yes, your eyes are practically light bulbs, okay?"

He was talking, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes.

"Oh dear!" Lin Gouwa was so anxious he was almost crying. Why didn't anyone believe him when he told the truth?

Lin Datou didn't have time to joke around with him anymore. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, I still have to go to the rehearsal hall. Go and take a look around the production crew and see if there's any work. If there isn't, you can go play by yourself."

With that, he pushed open the dormitory door and left.

Lin Gouwa watched his uncle walk away without looking back, his anger seething inside. He stood at the door for a while before walking sullenly to the table and plopping down on a stool.

The gleaming pair of scissors lying on the corner of the table suddenly caught his eye, and Mao Shidao's phrase "round head" inexplicably popped into his mind—

Sun Zhan Dou carried two cans of malted milk powder and hesitated for a long time at the gate of the compound before taking a deep breath and stepping into the troupe's gate.

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The gatehouse was empty; Hu Xiaolian had probably wandered off somewhere again. He walked across the front yard without anyone stopping him, heading towards the dormitory.

As he passed the rehearsal hall entrance, he was spotted by Lin Datou, who was just coming out to get water. Lin Datou's eyes widened, and he almost dropped the enamel mug in his hand. He hissed, pointed at Sun Zhan Dou's back, and turned to shout into the room, "Liu Dezhu, come quick! Look who's that!"

Liu Dezhu, who was chatting with someone, heard the shout. He looked up at the window and jumped up as if he had been pricked in the butt. The stool he was sitting on was knocked over and crashed to the ground with a thud.

"Sun Zhan Dou? That bastard's here again!"

Liu Dezhu's expression changed drastically. He had already established a relationship with Lu Meiyin, yet this damned woman still dared to harass her!

They even brought malted milk powder to curry favor! What a bastard!

Without saying a word, he bent down, grabbed a stool, and ran outside, almost bumping his shoulder directly into the door frame.

Lin Datou couldn't grab him, only managing to shout, "Hey, slow down! Don't just go and attack!"

Liu Dezhu couldn't listen to any of that and charged towards Sun Zhan Dou's retreating figure.

In the rehearsal hall, Liu Qiaosheng, Pan Lanxiang, and several others all ran to the door, peeking out from under the threshold, craning their necks to look out as if watching a spectacle.

He Jianshe slapped his thigh, his face scrunched up: "Oh no, I have to tell Erbadao right away, lest those two start fighting again!"

After saying that, he got up and ran towards the security department.

Liu Dezhu caught up with Sun Zhan Dou in three strides, and in one swift motion, he stood in front of him, shouting, "You stop right there!"

Sun Zhan Dou was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, almost dropping the malted milk powder in his hand. He stumbled back half a step, then frowned as he looked at the stool the other person was carrying: "Liu Dezhu, what are you doing?"

"What do I need it for?"

Liu Dezhu's chest heaved, his eyes wide open: "I want to ask you what you're doing here! What, are you here to see Lu Meiyin again?"

"How can you be so shameless? Lu Meiyin is my girlfriend now, so stop bothering me!"

No sooner had Liu Dezhu finished speaking than the door to Lu Meiyin's dormitory suddenly opened. Lu Meiyin stormed out, hands on her hips, glaring at Sun Zhanzhu: "Didn't I already make it clear to you? I'm dating Liu Dezhu, why are you still here?"

Liu Dezhu immediately straightened his back and raised his chin, saying, "Did you hear me? Aren't you going to leave now?"

Sun Zhan Dou paused for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "Mei Yin, you've misunderstood. I didn't come here to see you."

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Just as Lu Meiyin was about to say something more, a creaking sound of a door opening came from the side.

Just then, the door to the next dormitory opened from the inside. Ma Dongmei had her long braid combed until it was shiny and slicked back, and she was wearing a red hair clip in her hair. She glanced over with a grin, her gaze landing on Sun Zhan Dou's face: "He's here to see me."

The courtyard suddenly fell silent for a moment.

"You're looking for her?"

Liu Dezhu's mouth gaped open, and he slowly placed the stool he was carrying on the ground. Lu Meiyin was also stunned. She turned to look at Ma Dongmei, then at Sun Zhandou, and after a long while, she asked, "When did you two—meet?"

Ma Dongmei smiled, walked over and took the malted milk powder from Sun Zhan Dou's hand, then turned and winked at Lu Meiyin: "Last time I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, I didn't have enough money with me, so he lent me some. Later when I went to pay him back, he refused to accept it, and that's how we got to know each other."

Ma Dongmei spoke frankly and openly, which made Lu Meiyin and Liu Dezhu look somewhat embarrassed.

Lu Meiyin strode over, pulled Ma Dongmei aside, and asked in a low voice, "You two are really together?"

Ma Dongmei blushed slightly, her lips curled up slightly, and she nodded with pursed lips: "Mm."

The two were whispering to each other, while Liu Dezhu stood there, his face turning red and white in turns. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Then, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Sun Zhan Dou was both amused and exasperated: "I wanted to say something, but you didn't even give me a chance to speak. I know about you and Mei Yin. Congratulations to you two."

As he spoke, he smiled and extended his hand to Liu Dezhu.

This made Liu Dezhu feel even more embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he wiped his hands on his trouser leg and reached out to shake hands with him.

Ma Dongmei walked over with a smile, took Sun Zhanzhuan's arm, and pulled him toward the dormitory: "Come on, come sit in my room for a while, I'll peel an apple for you."

Seeing the two of them so affectionate, Lu Meiyin and Liu Dezhu looked at each other for a long time.

This whole thing caused such a commotion that the two of them secretly started dating.