Chapter 580: Really a Famous Actor?

"Heart 6??"

Heart 9 seemed to remember something, and his expression also became brilliant. "That kid is indeed the type of person who would do such a thing... But, as a Third-Stage, how did he deceive the entire Mortal Realm? Even [Floating Life Painting] was deceived!"

"I don't know, but it's definitely him!! I bet my life on it!"

Jian Changsheng’s tone was absolutely firm.

Jian Changsheng knew Chen Ling too well. He could even imagine the scene where Chen Ling secretly mocked the entire Mortal world after playing them for fools. He most likely received his distress signal... no, his daily communication letter, and then returned to the Mortal Realm.

"With that guy’s vigilance, he most likely noticed our predicament at the first moment, then secretly laid out a plan and used tricks to perform a 'besiege Wei to rescue Zhao'... I bet he is definitely hiding somewhere right now, peeking at this place sneakily!" Jian Changsheng instantly guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

Club J, who had never met Chen Ling, stroked his chin and asked suspiciously:

"This Heart 6, is he really as evil as you say..."

"Very evil, you'll know when you see him."

"But doesn't the newspaper say he already died on the spot?"

"Oh, you mean this... He has died in the newspaper at least eight hundred times, if not a thousand. Just don't believe it when you see such news." Jian Changsheng shrugged.

"I bet that even if everyone in the world died, this guy would definitely be the one who lived to the end."

Hearing Jian Changsheng’s description, Club J’s interest in Chen Ling grew even stronger.

"Then where is he now?"

"...Good question."

Jian Changsheng scratched his head helplessly.

"This guy’s whereabouts have always been mysterious. Every time we meet, he changes to a brand-new identity. I don't know what kind of role he is playing now, or what big thing he is doing quietly..."

……

In the warm sun of early morning, Chen Ling yawned lazily.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the second-floor railing, blowing in the gentle breeze, his eyes looking toward the casino, his red robes fluttering in the wind.

"The weather is really nice..."

Chen Ling sighed, holding the latest newspaper in his hand, flipping through it casually.

The police supervision on this street had all been withdrawn, and his identity had been completely cleared. Even if he lay in front of the railing for a whole day, no one would notice him. The air was full of the scent of freedom.

The headlines of all major newspapers today were, unsurprisingly, about the Mortal Main City crushing the Twilight Society. It occupied two full pages, half of which was a story accusing [Heart 6] of being insane, cunning, and vicious, and finally being righteously killed by the Police Bureau Chief.

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

Chen Ling folded the newspaper casually. Just as he was about to go back to sleep for a while, a commotion came from the opera house entrance below.

He looked down in confusion, only to see a group of people crowding at the door, whispering something, and there seemed to be quite a few people on the street looking around. After seeing the opera house’s sign, they kept approaching.

Chen Ling’s eyebrows raised slightly. He turned and walked down the stairs, only to see that the opera house door had been squeezed open by people, and many curious eyes were peering into the opera house through the cracks in the door.

"Is this it?"

"This is it, Jinghong House!"

"Where is Lin Yan? Is Mr. Lin Yan here?? When will he perform??"

"You can book seats in advance, right! I have money! Hurry up and book me a seat! I want the front row! Closest to Mr. Lin Yan!"

"What are you doing!! I was here first! Queue up, okay!"

"I’ve been squatting at the door since six in the morning! I heard Mr. Lin Yan sing a song outside the manor yesterday and didn't sleep all night. No matter what, I have to sit in the front row today! I want to see the true face of Mr. Lin Yan!"

"Do you think this opera performer Lin Yan is really as good-looking as in the photos? Why do I feel like it’s a bit fake..."

"Just wait for him to come out and see!"

“……”

It was still early in the morning, and the entrance to Jinghong House was already crowded with people. If the door hadn't been locked by Kong Baosheng, these people would probably have entered the opera house directly.

At this time, Kong Baosheng’s thin body was leaning against the door, saying hurriedly:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Everyone! Listen to me for a second!"

"Our sir is still resting, and the opera house’s performance hasn't started yet. Please be patient. Once our sir wakes up and arranges the performance schedule, we will notify everyone to watch..."

After much persuasion, Kong Baosheng finally managed to close the door tightly, wrapped it with chains several times, and after ensuring it couldn't be opened by brute force, he let out a long, exhausted sigh.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Ling standing at the foot of the stairs, looking at the scene in surprise.

"Sir! You’re finally awake!" Kong Baosheng said with pleasant surprise.

"Baosheng, what’s going on outside?"

"Customers! They are all here to listen to you sing!" Kong Baosheng’s eyes were full of excitement. "Sir, you’re famous! Our opera house is famous!! Haven't you seen today’s newspaper?"

"I saw it..."

Chen Ling paused, as if remembering something. He unfolded the newspaper in his hand again, and after flipping to the pages about the Twilight Society, a huge headline came into view:

"Heavenly Opera Voice: New Generation Opera Top Stream — Jinghong House Lin Yan"

Next to the headline was a snapshot of Chen Ling on the stage of the Beidou birthday banquet, his red robes dancing in the wind, wet black hair with a few crystal drops, outlining half of a 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 voice, intentionally compared him with the old opera master Li Hanxiang, belittled the latter as worthless, and interviewed several high-ranking officials, directors, and stars who attended the banquet. Their words were all top-tier evaluations, and they expressed that they wanted to hear him sing again if they had the chance.

In short, in this article, the red-clad opera performer Lin Yan had been touted as the leader of the Mortal opera world, representing the new generation of opera culture trends.

Of course, the influence of pure text was limited. The key was that the photo taken by the reporter was simply too perfect. Just this profile photo alone was enough to attract a large number of people’s attention. Coupled with the fact that many people heard Chen Ling sing outside the manor yesterday, "Jinghong House Opera Performer Lin Yan" had become a hot keyword in Mortal entertainment.

Chen Ling stood at the foot of the stairs, stunned after reading the whole article, his eyes full of bewilderment...

He had thought that after performing at the birthday banquet, he would attract some social attention, but he didn't expect such a big stir. At this moment, Chen Ling finally knew why there was so much entertainment news in the Mortal Main City...

In this entertainment-to-death city, any related hot topic could detonate a huge amount of traffic and wealth. An opera, a newspaper, set off a vast and fanatical wave that swept toward Jinghong House!

Jinghong House opera performer Lin Yan, famous overnight, red-hot.

Even though the opera house door was closed, the noise outside became even louder. More and more people came after reading the newspaper, watching this mysterious opera house, and the crowded crowd even blocked the street!

"We want to hear Mr. Lin sing!!"

"Hurry up and open for business! We have money! We just want to see Mr. Lin!"

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

“……”

Seeing this, Chen Ling rubbed his temples bitterly, feeling a bit of a headache for a moment:

"Damn it... accidentally, I really became a famous actor?"