Reborn as a Student of Art, but Started with No One Knowing Cross Talk

Zhou Cheng traveled through the parallel world and found that the cross talk he loved was extremely depressed in this world. He fell into the bottom of the valley and was completely different from his previous life. When the cross talk club organized by his master closed down, he was hesitant, wondering whether he could still make a living with this craft. Until he was taken to an old house by his master. "Here are the almost lost stories that your master spent half his life compiling." "This is a fragment, a relic left by the deceased old gentleman to your master." "This is a note left by your master. It is said to be for the younger generation to read. I don't know how many people have read it." "Want to see other folk arts? There are also some. Your master's three newspapers all have certain experience and leftover items." Looking at the books, fragments, manuscripts, and notes left by the old man over decades and centuries in the study room, Zhou Cheng, who had experienced rebirth, felt his blood boil in his heart. "Master, with these things we can hope to open another cross talk club, make many people fall in love with cross talk, and increase the fortune of the founder." "No, I brought you here to tell you not to do it again. Do you think anyone still likes cross talk now? These things are just relics. Can they be exchanged for money for you?"