Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　It's just that the atmosphere in the waiting room is a bit strange.

　　A group of people stared at Wu Shaobai who was wearing a coat from time to time, no matter the age, their eyes were a little weird.

　　Deyun Club has returned to the show so many times, and the audience will applaud at the end every time it comes to the truth.Except when he sang "The Master's Book" once, the big scene was also the last one to make a living. When Yu Xuan gave up the position of holding the puppet to Mr. Zhang Wenshun who specially took over this "The Great Truth", the audience called it once. It was smooth and smooth before the applause started until the last sentence.

　　It's the first time I've seen something like today's applause for a "child" coming out.

　　Individuals have individual ideas.

　　It's just a variety of tastes...I don't know how to say it.

　　"Shaobai, are you hungry?"

　　Hearing Yu Xuan's words, Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Aren't you hungry, Master, do you want something to eat? ... Why don't you go home and cook some noodle soup, it's too heavy for your organs to eat tonight..."

　　"Oh, oh, oh, oh..."

　　Yu Xuan quickly waved his hand:

　　"Okay, young master, stop talking about it. You have to tell me every time you eat..."

　　Wu Shaobai was about to speak when suddenly his phone vibrated.

　　If it were normal, he probably wouldn't care too much.But today, for some unknown reason, he is very sensitive to the movement of his mobile phone.

　　Whoever's cell phone rings in the background, he thinks it's his own like a madman.

　　Take it out and take a look...

　　After a moment, he said directly:

　　"Master, you can go by yourself in a while. I'll go out..."

　　"……What?"

　　Yu Xuan was stunned for a moment, but seeing Wu Shaobai's a little hurried, but there was no anxiety between his brows, but a little... He couldn't wait for the fact that he didn't know the truth, he seemed to understand something all at once, he laughed;

　　"Okay, don't be too late."

　　"Eh."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, and bowed his hands to the people who were changing clothes. He didn't even bother to say hello, and rushed out.

　　When Guo Degang saw this, he instinctively looked at Yu Xuan:

　　"Brother..."

　　"Don't ask, hahaha~"

　　"...Yes."

　　Seeing Yu Xuan's expression of "you can only understand", Guo Degang nodded.

　　……

　　At the door, he held up the phone and walked out.

　　The audience was almost gone by this time.

　　Wu Shaobai went out from the side door, and when he came to the main entrance, he saw Tong Liya who was still wearing that down jacket from the many stalls where they were eating pancakes and drinking wontons.

　　He walked over in a hurry, and he didn't attract the attention of many people when he put on a coat. After all, it was so thick that it was not easy to see who it was.

　　And the girl also saw him, and for some reason, she showed an inexplicable smile that seemed to be somewhat reassuring.

　　When he walked to Tong Liya's side, he was suddenly stunned...

　　"What happened to your face?"

　　Looking at the bruise on the girl's face, Wu Shaobai's heart twitched subconsciously... Then his nose moved...

　　"Musk Strong Bone Sticker? What's going on?"

　　Tong Liya shook her head and suddenly raised her hand:

　　"You give me a hand. I'm a little hungry. I want to drink a bowl of wontons."

　　Only then did he realize that the other party was also limping when he walked...

　　"what's up?"

　　As he supported each other, he became more and more puzzled.

　　And Tong Liya seems a little shy...

　　"Oh, I don't want to say it, it's too embarrassing to say it~~"

　　"Uh……".

Chapter 73

　　"What's the situation? You have to tell me? ... Also, you are so virtuous, why are you running here?"

　　"I owe you my apologies."

　　Tong Liya said while walking to the wonton stall.

　　"Yesterday... I was a little confused and hung up your phone in a hurry. Then I wanted to call you back today, but I didn't know what to call back, so I thought it would be better to apologize to you in person. So I came here..."

　　While talking, the two of them had already sat on a small table.

　　"I'll eat a small bowl of wontons, how about you?"

　　"I'll go have some."

　　Wu Shaobai helped her sit on the pony bar and walked to the boss who was cooking wontons.

　　The boss knew him, but he also knew the rules. Seeing that there were so many diners, he didn't say anything, just asked:

　　"What to eat?"

　　"A small bowl of wontons, just give me a bowl of soup."

　　"Okay, sit there, I'll bring it to you later."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded, returned to the table, and said immediately:

　　"Where is the injury, let me see."

　　"Um……"

　　Tong Liya stretched out her left hand, and Wu Shaobai saw the plaster on her wrist at a glance.

　　"Contusion? How did you get it?"

　　He asked with a frown while pinching Tong Liya's wrist with his hand.

　　Tong Liya blushed...

　　"Yesterday... After calling you, I was a little absent-minded. When I was going down the stairs, I stepped on it and fell directly, twisted my foot, and hit my face, and my phone was broken."

　　Her tone of voice when she said this was very aggrieved.

　　Staring at Wu Shaobai, he suddenly found that the other party showed a "smile"...

　　"stop laughing!?"

　　"do not move."

　　Wu Shaobai pressed her wrist:

　　"Laughing because it's just a hard contusion, no bone injury, wrist pain for two days at most... feet."

　　"Humph!"

　　For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable, but after a snort, the ankle of her left foot still stretched out obediently.

　　Wu Shaobai slowly raised her calf, but the two of them were sitting on Maza, so they couldn't look too closely.But it didn't stop him. He put the girl's calf on his knee. He squeezed the other party's sneakers and put his other hand on the ankle while slowly rotating, while carefully touching the ankle joint. various rhythms.

　　"Does it hurt?"

　　"It doesn't hurt."

　　"how about this?"

　　"A little bit……"

　　"so?

　　"……Um!!"

　　"That's it?"

　　"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

　　After checking around, he breathed a sigh of relief:

　　"It's okay, it's also a contusion. There's nothing wrong with this plaster, it's only two or three days at most, and there's less activity these days..."

　　"Then I won't delay my performance next Friday, right?"

　　"I don't really recommend you perform..."

　　"That won't work, my show is all set."

　　"...is the movement too big?"

　　"good."

　　"Then move less in the past two days and take care of it. There are still six or seven days, and it should be about the same."

　　"Um...then don't you look at my face?"

　　"The face is fine, it's just a bruise."

　　"...Why do I think you dare not look at me?"

　　"..."

　　"You look up at me?"

　　"..."