Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　Today, there are two girls who have spent a lot of hard work and got two tickets. They plan to come and listen to the cross talk of the now-famous Deyun Society.

　　At this moment, hearing the words of her companion, Tong Liya shook her head:

　　"I've never heard of this. But I've seen it on TV many times..."

　　"The TV cross talk is different from the one here. That kind of cross talk is not fun, but the one here is fun. You'll know it in a while, it's very interesting."

　　"Really?"

　　The light in Tong Liya's eyes was gradually replaced by curiosity.

　　And the other girl nodded:

　　"Yeah, just listen to it. It's so fun! You'll be coaxing with me for a while, remember to keep your voice high."

　　"... Booing? Can you still boo?"

　　Tong Liya's eyes were full of shock.

　　"Are people willing?"

　　"Hey, this is cross talk."

　　"Well……"

　　Looking at the excited appearance of her companion, Tong Liya nodded suspiciously:

　　"It's… okay."

　　……

　　At 7 o'clock, the night show of Deyun Club opened on time.

　　Backstage, looking at the host who went out to announce, Wu Shaobai continued:

　　"Do you remember?"

　　"Ok!"

　　Yue Yunpeng nodded heavily.

　　"Learn from Master's style and find a position for yourself. My position is an artist..."

　　"to make!"

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Let's go then."

　　As the audience cheered, he flicked his white robe and walked out first.

　　Yue Yunpeng took a deep breath and quickly followed.

　　At the same time, looking at Wu Shaobai's back with envy...

　　Why isn't he nervous.

　　……

　　"Oh!!!"

　　"it is good!!"

　　"Quack quack quack..."

　　With the applause, Wu Shaobai walked to the microphone in front of the table and bowed his hands to the audience who applauded them.

　　And Yue Yunpeng also followed his example and surrendered to everyone.

　　Then, when the applause gradually fell, he kept in mind the burden Wu Shaobai gave him, and muttered to the microphone that was a little shorter than him:

　　"It looks like a microphone specially prepared for my master, good guy, why is it so low?"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　As soon as the words came out, the audience laughed at Guo Degang when they heard this raw face come up.

　　It can be seen here that the audience in Yanjing is actually much easier to talk about than the audience in Tianjin.

　　And Wu Shaobai also said:

　　"Indeed, this kind of high-level Mande Yun Society is also competent for your master."

　　"..."

　　Yue Yunpeng was quite happy when she heard the sound of the burden, but she was stunned when she heard Wu Shaobai's words, and instinctively looked at Wu Shaobai...

　　And it was this stun, which, by coincidence, was intertwined with the audience's stunned and gradually reflected emotions.

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　Seeing him like that, the audience laughed again.

　　"...???"

　　So, Yue Yunpeng turned his head speechlessly.

　　what happened again?

　　I haven't made the burden yet, why are you smiling?

　　And his puzzled expression has a kind of... interesting emotion in the eyes of the audience.

　　So a group of people started booing.

　　"Appreciate~~~~"

　　……

　　"Yaya, hurry up! Urge!!!"

　　"Uh... uh..."

　　Following other audience members, Tong Liya whispered a few times and couldn't let go, but her eyes always fell on the white shirt on the stage.

　　this boy...

　　who is it……

　　It looks pretty good.

　　she thought to herself.

　　(4 words finally appeared a bitch, I was moved by myself...).

Chapter 23

　　"Xiaoyue, just remember, as soon as you get on the stage, it really means that there is no size on the stage, and there are rules under the stage. In addition, you told Shaobai that he likes to hang up and hang up, you If you can't keep up, you can say something like, "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, I haven't heard anything. These few words over and over show yourself as an ignorant guy, understand?"

　　This is what Yu Xuan deliberately found Yue Yunpeng to say before the opening.

　　Yue Yunpeng took it to heart.

　　And after tasting Wu Shaobai's sentence in his mouth, he shook his head at the audience:

　　"Everyone, if he is hammered to death by my master, I don't know anything."

　　"Appreciate~~~"

　　The audience continued to boo, while Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"No way, no way."

　　And Yue Yunpeng was probably the first time he felt such a good response from the audience, and he was a little stunned for a while.But you can't be cool on stage.

　　He didn't speak, and as a gimmick, Wu Shaobai must have picked up the words.

　　After seeing that he was in a daze, Wu Shaobai quickly pushed him, and when the audience wondered, "Why didn't this person say anything?", he said:

　　"Okay, don't wait for your master to come and beat me. Hurry up~"

　　Yue Yunpeng woke up like a dream and glanced at Wu Shaobai with gratitude in his eyes.

　　The audience smiled.

　　It was a burden.

　　They thought to themselves.

　　Then, Yue Yunpeng directly used the first burden Wu Shaobai gave him:

　　"Hello everyone, this is the two of us who brought you a cross talk. What is our cross talk called? It's called "Singing the Lyrics of Taiping". Some time. For example, let the people who haven't found them sit down quickly, the audience who haven't turned their phones to mute, quickly adjust them, put the security in place, and find the hooligans who are staring at the mother who is feeding the baby..."

　　"Huh."

　　Amid the laughter of the audience, Wu Shaobai quickly grabbed Yue Yunpeng:

　　"Mr. Yue, hey, Mr. Yue, wait a moment. What did you say in the last paragraph?"

　　"Can't you hear me? Baby."

　　"Who cares who you call baby!"

　　Wu Shaobai looked disgusted.

　　"I ask you, what did you say in that last sentence?"

　　"Let the security guard stand up, and see if there are any hooligans who are staring at other people's breastfeeding mothers!"

　　Yue Yunpeng repeated the words again.

　　Then I saw Wu Shaobai stretched his head:

　　"Where is it, who is breastfeeding!"

　　"..."