"I heard a few days ago that the projectionist at Hongxing Courtyard was good at narration. I didn't expect it to be true. I thought he was too young and unreliable."
"Who can argue with that? His explanations really drew me into the story."
"Don't let his youth fool you, his skill level is truly top-notch."
Hearing the neighbors' praise, Xu Damao couldn't help but feel a little proud.
He glanced at Yu Haitang beside him and saw that she was also looking at him. He immediately straightened his back and gave himself a charming smile.
"Da Mao, are you going to the restroom? I'll keep an eye on it for you."
At this moment, Liu Guangtian jumped out and said, "Let me also experience what it's like to sit behind the projector."
Xu Damao stood up and patted Liu Guangtian on the shoulder: "Okay, then you sit down. My legs are a little numb. I'll go for a walk."
Liu Guangtian sat down in Xu Damao's seat with a smile, looking around.
"Let me make this clear first, just keep an eye on things, but don't touch them," Xu Damao instructed before leaving.
Liu Guangtian waved his hand: "Don't worry, I know. If it really breaks, my dad will skin me alive."
Xu Damao nodded and strolled away.
The first stop was, of course, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li's sweet potato stall.
"Yu Li, Haitang, how was that film? Was it alright?"
“Xu Damao, I missed the last movie screening, but this is quite an eye-opener. I didn’t expect you to be so capable.” Yu Li said with an expression as if she didn’t recognize Xu Damao, clicking her tongue in amazement. “Well, I’ve learned a lot from Uncle Xu.”
Xu Damao gestured with both hands.
"I can hold two brushes in one hand!"
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