cross talk noble son

Chapter 4 Learning Dumb Language

"Master!!"

"Master!!!"

It is customary for the fans to give gifts after the audience applauds and applauds.

Now this is a tradition, basically there will be some famous ones, it's just how much.If you have more fans, you will give more, and if you have few fans, you will also give.At least it's a matter of face.

"I've heard people calling you for a long time, why don't you say anything?" Dong Zhulin complained as he returned to the stage after receiving the gift.

("Ha ha.")
"I heard it was called Young Master, but I thought it was you." Han Shao also smiled.

("Ha ha.")
"You are wrong." Dong Zhulin said.

"What's wrong?" Han Shao was puzzled.

Dong Zhulin stood in front of the microphone and adjusted his height, Han Shao reminded him. "In the future, the two of us will use earphones on stage, so there will be no such embarrassment."

("Hahaha!!")
"I just like to make trouble." Dong Zhulin pointed at him with a smile.

Han Shao just laughed.

"You don't understand." Dong Zhulin adjusted the microphone.

"Why don't you understand?" Han Shao nodded.

"I have many names, but I'm usually called Dalin." Dong Zhulin said.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

"And then there are the young squad leaders too." Dong Zhulin continued.

(“Crack clap clap.”)
"Is there any more?" Han Shao asked.

"Brother Shengtian." Dong Zhulin pointed his fingers and smiled.

("Ooooooh~" the audience booed.)
"You are the first brother?" Han Shao asked.

"Also. Looks are in charge!" Dong Zhulin looked at him.

("Babbling~" while the audience booed, mostly girls' voices.)
Han Shao thought for a while, and asked kindly: "How about you cross this section?"

"What's wrong?" Dong Zhulin was puzzled.

"You have to show some face in front of the elders in your hometown, right?" Han Shao signaled off the court.

("Hahahaha!!" "Ooooh~")
"Why are you shameless?! Why am I shameless?!" Dong Zhulin was not happy.

"Just tell me why you're not called Young Master." Han Shao urged.

Dong Zhulin nodded: "Yes. Because you can see that I have so many names, but only the young master and the backstage know it. That's why my father calls me that."

"Only Teacher Dong called it that?" Han Shao was stunned.

Dong Zhulin said: "Yes. For example, in a traditional family, he calls me Young Master, and I call him Master. Only our father and father call him that."

"Understood." Han Shao said.

("Crack!!" The audience below applauded.)
After the applause ended, Dong Shenggang and Yu Tian, ​​who had just ignored Dong Zhulin and Han Shao in the background, sat at the closest distance instead. They definitely didn't go on stage and didn't show their faces, but they must be watching in the background.

And the same as before when Perylene opened the box, other senior brothers also surrounded it.

"We're going home today!"

The young master's nickname came to an end, which also added a label to Han Shao.With a nickname, for a cross talk actor, it will be much more cordial and a sense of belonging.

"Go back to our hometown in Tianjing." Dong Zhulin raised his voice.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

"Every time I come to Tianjing, I'm very kind." Dong Zhulin said.

"Oh?" Han Shao asked.

"My father and I are both from Tianjing. We grew up in Tianjing." Dong Zhulin looked at the audience.

"Yes." Han Shao.

"If you say Tianjing has a special meaning for cross talk," Dong Zhulin said.

"The birthplace." Han Shao.

"That's right. Tianjing originated and Perylene developed." Dong Zhulin looked at him.

"Yes." Han Shao.

"My father always unpacks and seals Perylene and Tianjing together. Many other branches are different, and my father can't go there in person." Dong Zhulin said.

"No time to clone." Han Shao.

"But Tianjing must take it seriously." Dong Zhulin pointed at the table.

"This is OUR HOME!!!" The tone rose.

("Wooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"
The two bowed together.

"Now that we're home, let's have a good cross talk with the elders in our hometown." Han Shao said, standing up straight.

"Others, I haven't finished yet." Dong Zhulin waved his hand.

"It's time to talk about cross talk." Han Shao.

"I haven't finished expressing my feelings for the elders in my hometown." Dong Zhulin put his hands on his chest.

"It's almost there. To be honest..." Han Shao stopped him.

"Don't stop me!"

Dong Zhulin pushed his hand away, and felt like he was about to vomit: "It's the enthusiasm and sincerity for the elders in my hometown, it's so warm, I just want to..."

"Oh~ I'm a little disgusted~" Han Shao frowned.

"Let's talk about cross talk, the folks in my hometown have been waiting for a long time." Pulling Dong Zhulin.

Dong Zhulin was not happy: "Don't get in my way. I'm home! What's wrong with me talking to the elders in my hometown?!"

("Wow~" the following applauded with a smile.)
"That can't be endless." Han Shao said.

"Everyone knows that you are enthusiastic and that you are from Tianjing." He dragged Dong Zhulin back to the microphone.

"Of course, I am from Tianjing, and I am proud of being from Tianjing (in Tianjing dialect). I..."

Dong Zhulin shook his arm away.

It was the third time for Han Shao to throw his arm away, and his expression was already extremely impatient.Seeing that Dong Zhulin was still beeping at this moment, he couldn't bear it and exploded immediately.

"Quickly talk about it!! (Tianjing dialect)."

Han Shao suddenly shoved Dong Zhulin: "Boom, boop, boop, you're not finished! (Tianjing dialect)"

("Hahahahahaha!!!" "Bad raving!!!" "Hahahaha!!!")
The audience burst into laughter and applauded loudly.Dong Shenggang, who was sitting there in the background, smiled happily.Yu Tian also laughed, but looked at Dong Shenggang.

"Is this Tianjing dialect authentic?"

Dong Shenggang smiled without saying a word.

And it's not over yet.

"What's the matter?" Dong Zhulin was pushed back and looked at him.

"Why are you pushing me?" Push Han Shao back.

("Ha ha.")
"Just say a few words. Isn't it over?" Han Shao was impatient.

"Who is not from Tianjing?! (Tianjing dialect)" looked at the audience.

("AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!")
("Oh oh oh!!!!")
The audience applauded vigorously, even more enthusiastically than before.

"This is done. The audience's enthusiasm and sense of belonging have been mobilized." Backstage Luan Chunming praised.

Several other people also nodded.

On the stage.

The applause slowly fell back.

"I forgot about this." Dong Zhulin apologized with a smile.

Han Shao's tone also softened: "Both of us are from Tianjing. We grew up in Tianjing. Now that we're back, we don't need to say so much. It's just a way to repay the elders in our hometown with a good cross talk."

("Papa papa papa!!" Applause broke out again from the audience.)
"Yes. Let's talk about a cross talk for everyone." Dong Zhulin also stood in front of the microphone.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

"Let me introduce you." Dong Zhulin reached out to Han Shao.

"You said." Han Shao.

"His name is Han Shao. Less means short, less, small..." Dong Zhulin said.

"Hey hey?!"

Han Shao stopped: "Say it again, right?!"

("Hahaha!" The audience laughed, and so did the backstage.)
"What's wrong?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"You told me when you opened the box in Perylene." Han Shao said.

"But Tianjing's elders don't understand." Dong Zhulin clapped his hands.

"The introduction of Shao is over." Han Shao was helpless.

"Shao for introduction. Han Shao." Dong Zhulin nodded.

"Yes." Han Shao.

"He is my mount." Dong Zhulin said.

("Ha ha ha ha!!")
Han Shao smiled lightly: "I'm a little animal again?" (Tianjing dialect)

("Hahahahaha!!" "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa period!!!!"
There was a sudden burst of laughter off the court, and it was an enduring feeling.

"Hahaha!!"

Everyone laughed backstage.

Yue Chunmeng looked at the stage and said to his master, "Why is this kid so boring? I didn't realize it when I was a child."

Dong Shenggang turned around: "Why are you so boring?"

Yue Chunmeng smiled: "He looks very sunny and handsome. And the typhoon is also stable, and he knows everything at a young age. Isn't this a meme for selling Tianjing porn?"

Luan Chunming also said, "Master also said it on stage."

The others also laughed, Dong Shenggang smiled and didn't say much, and continued to look.

On the stage.

"Freeze said!!"

Apparently Dong Zhulin also understood, and hurriedly stopped him: "It's time to go home, don't talk nonsense."

The following is still laughing.

"Who is talking nonsense?"

Han Shao pointed to the backstage: "Dong Zhulin, I have an agreement with you. I will come to your Shengtian Society to work and have a meal and talk about cross talk. I can't afford to do this."

("Hahahahahaha!!" The audience all laughed.)
On the stage.

"Misunderstood! Wrong and wrong!" Dong Zhulin waved his hands.

"Let's talk about it, how did it become a mount?" Han Shao stretched out his hand.

"It's my partner." Dong Zhulin looked at the audience.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

"It's my good buddy, let's make a kid." Dong Zhulin said.

"We grew up together." Han Shao.

Dong Zhulin said: "I have learned cross talk since I was a child, and he is better than me. He is also more talented. Especially his voice is good."

"Don't dare. You are too much." Han Shao.

Dong Zhulin regretted: "But then I dropped out of Shengtian Society and my dad studied cross talk, and worshiped my master, Mr. Yu. And he was admitted to the art school, the Department of Acting."

("Crack!!" The audience applauded.)
Han Shao bowed and thanked him.

After the applause.

"But even so, we still talk about cross talk together." Dong Zhulin looked at Han Shao.

"Yes." Han Shao said.

Dong Zhulin said: "And you all know that I don't have many friends. In private, except for these brothers and sisters, they are all from the same school. A real good friend..."

"Just one." Dong Zhulin raised his index finger.

("Crack!!" The audience applauds.)
"I'm honored." Han Shao nodded.

"Don't say that." Dong Zhulin said.

Han Shao smiled: "Didn't you say that I lick my face and talk about cross talk?"

("HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" "WOOOOOOOO!!!")
"No! That's all a joke."

Dong Zhulin also laughed, and then turned seriously to the audience: "Come back together today..."

He stepped back and clasped his fists together: "Trust everyone, if we two brothers agree or disagree, please criticize more."

"Yes."

Han Shao also stood in a row with Dong Zhulin and saluted in a solemn tone: "Your advice."

("Crack, clap, clap!!" The applause rang out again.)
The two straightened up, and Han Shao said, "It took a lot of time to express enthusiasm and introduce myself, so let's talk about it."

"That's good. Let's have a good talk." Dong Zhulin said.

"Yes." Han Shao.

"If you want to talk about cross talk, you know everything, and you should pay attention to speaking and singing." Dong Zhulin raised his tone.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

Dong Zhulin looked at the audience and pointed at Han Shao: "Since we meet again today, let's discuss our respective majors."

"What major?" Han Shao asked.

"You are a graduate of the Acting Department, right?" Dong Zhulin said.

"That's right." Han Shao said.

Dong Zhulin said: "Speaking of learning to sing, for our cross talk department, it is performance. Surely you will also know how to perform?"

"Then we are more professional." Han Shao said seriously.

"Really?" Dong Zhulin was surprised.

Han Shao said: "You say learning to sing is one of them, but our Department of Acting majors in acting."

Dong Zhulin was stunned: "If you say that, it's the same as us. Anyone who flies in the sky, runs on the ground, swims in the water, jumps in the barley can learn from it?"

"Of course." Han Shao said confidently.

"Don't talk big and embarrass you." Dong Zhulin turned to Han Shao.

"That's not possible." Han Shao waved his hand.

"I'll test you now!" Dong Zhulin said.

"Come here." Han Shao said.

"Talk about flying in the sky, you learn one." Dong Zhulin thought for a while and pointed to the sky.

"Learn what?" Han Shao asked.

"Smog." Dong Zhulin said.

"Fog..." Han Shao's tone froze.

("Hahahahahaha!!" The audience laughed.)
"I can't learn this." Han Shao paused and spoke calmly.

"Just now you said that you can't pass the test if you come here casually, so you can't learn the first one?" Dong Zhulin laughed.

"I can't learn it while I'm alive. When I die, you throw away my ashes and act in your true colors." Han Shao shook his head.

(“Hahahahahaha!!” the audience laughed.)
Dong Zhulin also smiled and imitated Yang's ashes, but was pushed away by Han Shao.

"As long as you can figure it out, there are people who learn from smog?!" Complained and looked at Dong Zhulin.

"Okay. Then let's change it." Dong Zhulin smiled.

"Change one." Han Shao waved his hand.

"Running on the ground." Dong Zhulin pointed to the ground.

"You say." Han Shao.

"Tires!" Dong Zhulin looked at Han Shao.

Han Shao paused.

("Ha ha ha ha!!")
"I'm used to being a spare tire." Han Shao also smiled.

(“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo where ?
"What spare tire?!"

Dong Zhulin raised his hand impatiently, and Han Shao explained: "Just put it in the back of the car, you don't have to run by yourself."

"What's the mess?"

Dong Zhulin said, "Can you learn?"

"How can anyone learn tires?! What are you doing learning this stuff?" Han Shao frowned.

"Can't learn?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"I can't learn." Han Shao waved his hand.

"The one who swims in the water." Dong Zhulin thought for a while, and motioned to Han Shao.

"This is fine." Han Shao said.

"Gutter oil." Dong Zhulin turned to Han Shao.

"Gutter..." Han Shao.

("Hahahahaha!!")
"Dalin, you have changed." Han Shao looked at Dong Zhulin depressedly.

("Hahahaha!!" The girl below couldn't help laughing.)
"How did I change?" Dong Zhulin also laughed.

Han Shao was curious: "You just dropped out of Shengtian Club to talk about cross talk with your dad, and you were stunned? How did your brain circuit grow?!"

"You're the one with the problem!"

Dong Zhulin raised his chin and pointed at him: "You have a brain circuit problem!"

Tapping the table with his fingers: "Ask you if you can learn from waste oil!?"

Han Shao shook his head: "I can't learn. I'm not that wet."

("Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"
Dong Zhulin smiled helplessly, and suddenly Han Shao innocently pointed at the audience and asked Dong Zhulin, "Why are they booing?"

("Hahahaha!!" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!")
"All right, all right!!" Dong Zhulin hastily stopped him.

"Did I say something wrong?" Han Shao asked.

"Okay." Dong Zhulin waved his hand.

"Nowadays we pay attention to green and environmental cross talk, try to talk about this as little as possible." Facing Han Shao.

"That's because they came late. I heard Shengtianshe's cross talk two years earlier, and it was all yellow." Han Shao nodded.

("Hahahaha!" "Bad raving raving raving!" The audience booed loudly, followed by warm applause.)
"It's okay, it's okay!!"

Dong Zhulin opened his mouth, but then he looked at Han Shao: "Actually, the gutter oil is not wet."

Han Shao laughed.

Dong Zhulin continued: "Gutter oil is oil, and the oil itself lubricates..."

"Hey?!"

This time it was Han Shao's turn to stop him: "It's ok!!"

("Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
The audience actually called out.But it's not live, and it's not online.Mostly adults, though more girls, have been dirtier than this before.

Dong Zhulin laughed.

"You have earned enough money, I'm not popular yet. Don't say goodbye to the show today." Han Shao said.

"Didn't you say it first?" Dong Zhulin asked.

("Hahahahaha!" "Keep going!!" The audience laughed, and a girl yelled.)
"Anyone who said not to stop?" Han Shao pointed to the audience.

("Ha ha ha ha!")
"Then I will continue!" Dong Zhulin rolled up his sleeves.

"Got it!!"

Han Shao hurriedly stopped him and said to the audience: "Get off the stage and your father will beat me to death again! Said I've been spoiled by you!"

"You still know, you?!"

Dong Zhulin pointed at Han Shao: "It's the first time someone who is more coquettish than funny."

("Oh oh oh oh oh oh~" "Dalin, you've learned it badly!!" "Hahaha!")
Han Shao also tilted his head and laughed, obviously this part was impromptu, and both of them were high.Don't blame Han Shao himself, it was Dong Zhulin who started shaking the lubricating oil later.At least Han Shao knew what to do, but Dong Zhulin was already famous, and he was also Dong Shenggang's son, so it didn't matter if he was a little happy.

Backstage.

"What happened to them today? Are they so high?"

"It's up there?"

The brothers all laughed.

Yue Chunmeng also teased Dong Shenggang: "Master, do you know that there is such a beauty in your family's Dalin?"

Dong Shenggang smiled and waved his hands to continue watching.

On the stage.

"Can I learn or not?!" Dong Zhulin stopped laughing, and called out, pointing to the table.

"I can't learn it. How can anyone learn gutter oil?" Han Shao frowned.

"The last one. Jumping in the barley." Dong Zhulin nodded.

"You come!!" Han Shao signaled.

"Playing in the barley... Zhongguo football!" Dong Zhulin thought for a moment, then pointed at Han Shao.

"..." Han Shao.

("Hahahahaha!!")
"Can you learn or not?" Dong Zhulin looked at Han Shao.

"You wait."

Han Shao wrung his fingers and muttered: "Smog, tires, gutter oil, football..."

Looking at Dong Zhulin: "Baby! This small animal is not counted. (Tianjing dialect)"

("Hahahahahaha!!!" "Bad baa baa!!!" "Hahaha!")
There was also a video at the scene, and many audiences were photographed leaning forward and back together.

"Dong Zhulin, you are playing tricks on you now? Huh? Master Shengtian Shao?!" Han Shao turned sideways.

"No..." Dong Zhulin waved his hand.

"The contents of the CD can't limit you anymore?!" Han Shao asked.

("Ha ha ha ha!!")
"Can't you learn to blame me?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"How did you find these four things?!" Han Shao frowned.

"Can't learn?" Dong Zhulin laughed.

"I can't learn these things." Han Shao was helpless.

"The latter is what you can learn." Dong Zhulin raised his tone.

"Learn to be deaf and pretend to be dumb." Looking at the audience.

"Of course these are serious performances." Han Shao nodded.

"Well."

Dong Zhulin said: "Then today our partner will learn how to gesture from a dumb person."

"Sure." Han Shao said.

"Then I'll be dumb, how about you being the interpreter?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"No problem." Han Shao.

"Do you know it? Just this dumb language?" Dong Zhulin looked at Han Shao.

"You speak dumb gestures? I have learned it." Han Shao.

"Are you sure you've learned it this time? Don't understand." Dong Zhulin said.

"I've learned it before, try it if you don't believe me." Han Shao.

"Then I'll test you." Dong Zhulin said.

"Come on." Han Shao said.

"What do you mean by this?" Dong Zhulin pointed at Han Shao.

"This is you. It represents you." Han Shao also pointed at him.

"What about this one?" Dong Zhulin pointed to himself.

"This is me, meaning it represents me." Han Shao also pointed at himself.

"Yes?" Dong Zhulin was surprised.

"What about this?" He put his arms around everyone and asked Han Shao.

"This means everyone." Han Shao said.

"I can't help you." Dong Zhulin was curious.

"These are too simple." Han Shao said.

"Then I have to take out the bottom of the box." Dong Zhulin thought for a while, then turned to Han Shao.

"It's more difficult for you." Han Shao.

"Then you are optimistic about this." Dong Zhulin said.

"You come." Han Shao.

Dong Zhulin made some adjustments, and then made a hand gesture with enthusiasm.

First he pointed to his own fingernails, then he compared two fingers, and then his left thumb and index finger spread apart as if holding a bottle, and his right hand pointed to this side with a smile.

"Guess this is..." Dong Zhulin stretched out his hand to Han Shao.

The audience is also curious, but they know it.But at the moment they are all laughing.

"This is..." Han Shao thought for a while.

"What does this mean?" Dong Zhulin smiled.

"I can't think of it." Han Shao said.

"I don't know?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"I don't know. What do you mean?" Han Shao looked at Dong Zhulin.

"Tell you." Dong Zhulin faced the audience.

"Tell me." Han Shao waited.

Dong Zhulin compared again, this time with voice.

"I got onychomycosis, one infects two, ask me what to do, hurry up and use bright nails!"

("Hahahahaha!" The audience laughed.)
Han Shao also laughed: "That's it?"

Dong Zhulin said, "You can't guess."

"I say."

Han Shao turned to Dong Zhulin: "You first...don't be beautiful."

Dong Zhulin was still twitching, but was stopped by Han Shao.

"Your performance is too heavy." Han Shao commented.

"Why are the traces heavy?" Dong Zhulin objected.

"Your fingernails didn't even grow when there was this ad." Han Shao complained.

("Hahahaha!!" The audience laughed.)
"You mean this ad is too old?" Dong Zhulin asked.

Han Shao said: "You, why don't you know more than everyone who hides and drains oil."

("Hahahaha!!" "Oooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"
The audience roared with laughter.

Especially the apprentices in the backstage couldn't help laughing.

Yue Chunmeng turned to Dong Shenggang: "Master, he is a little too bold. Use this to kill him."

Dong Shenggang just laughed and ignored it.In fact, there are not many, but some apprentices smashed it with this before.

On the stage.

"Get rolling~" Dong Zhulin pushed him.

"Really." Han Shao also smiled.

"Alright, alright."

Dong Zhulin interrupted: "I think that means you are fine."

"I'm sure I'm fine." Han Shao said.

"Then we are officially here." Dong Zhulin said.

"Come on." Han Shao answered.

"Let's talk about the plot formally," Dong Zhulin said.

"Is there still a plot?" Han Shao asked.

"Of course there is."

Dong Zhulin said: "The plot doesn't need to be too far away, it's just that the two of us met each other unintentionally after being separated for many years, and then chatted for a while."

Han Shao nodded: "The true color will play."

"That's right, this time it's the real character acting." Dong Zhulin indicated.

"Then come on." Han Shao straightened his sleeves.

"That's officially here." Dong Zhulin said.

"Okay." Han Shao answered.

"Look carefully." Dong Zhulin said.

"Look at what?" Han Shao asked.

"Dumbs have three straights. Straight eyes, straight heart, straight legs!" Dong Zhulin introduced.

"That's right, this is the characteristic of being dumb." Han Shao echoed.

"Pay attention to my three straights later. I'll start after a pat on the head." Dong Zhulin pointed to the backstage.

"Enter the role." Han Shao faced the audience.

"Here we come." Dong Zhulin walked towards the edge of the backstage.

"This is the beginning." Han Shao introduced to the audience while waiting.

Dong Zhulin patted his head, then strode towards Han Shao.

Han Shao smiled and was about to shake hands with him, but Dong Zhulin straightened his face and straightened his legs, passed Han Shao and walked directly towards the backstage on the other side.

("Hahahahahaha!!" The audience all laughed, and this passage has been performed by others.)
But unexpectedly, Han Shao froze for a moment, looking at Dong Zhulin's back.

Then he solemnly thought about the audience saluting off the stage, and turned around to step off the stage.

"return!!!"

Dong Zhulin turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly ran over to grab Han Shao who was about to go backstage.

("HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" "WOOOOOOOO!!!")
This passage was really beyond the audience's expectations, because normally it's all about teasing and teasing.

Sure enough, the backstage also laughed when they saw Han Shao stepping over.

"You come back to me!!"

Dong Zhulin dragged Han Shao and pushed him behind the table: "Stand here!"

("Hahaha!!")
"Okay!"

Dong Zhulin said to the audience: "After so many performances, it's the first time I'm going to make fun of it!"

Han Shao just laughed.

"Are you going to do it or not?!" Dong Zhulin raised his head to teach Han Shao a lesson.

"Are you going to do it?"

Han Shao asked back: "I've seen this cross talk, are you still waiting for me to stop you? Why am I still busy here after your young master has left?"

He muttered to the audience: "It's not my business."

("Hahahahaha!!!" "Yeah!!!" "Good job!!!")
Backstage Dong Shenggang also laughed and joined his disciples.

Dong Zhulin smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I'm not stingy when I meet such a bastard."

Han Shao pointed at him regardless: "I'll tell you Dong Zhulin, if you want to leave again, I'll clock in and get off work."

Stretching out his hand to signal the audience: "Look, who will be in a hurry when the audience is left here!"

("Hahahaha!" "Don't watch it!" "Refund!!!" "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!" Dong Zhulin hurriedly comforted the audience.

"Refund?! Refund!!!" Han Shao booed instead.

("Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"
The audience booed and scratched.

"Don't, don't~ We can only enter and not exit from Shengtian Society." Dong Zhulin said.

("Ha ha!")
"It belongs to Pixiu, right?"

Han Shao pointed to the back: "I see a row of sports cars in the backstage parking space!"

"Go, go!!" Dong Zhulin tugged him.

Han Shao also smiled.

"Don't make trouble." The scene calmed down.Dong Zhulin spoke.

"I'll show you the dumb three straights." Dong Zhulin turned to Han Shao.

"Then you are too straight!!" Han Shao complained.

"You will die there again!!" Han Shao pointed to the side.

"Okay. Then I'll do it again." Dong Zhulin walked over again.

"Yes, be softer." Han Shao said.

"Let's try this time." Dong Zhulin stepped forward.

As a result, he was directly afraid of the ground, and then arched like a maggot.

("Hahahahahaha!!")
Han Shao quickly helped him up and pulled him to the microphone, and thoughtfully gave him his coat.

Looking at him with a smile: "You really paid for it to praise me, buddy."

("Ha ha ha ha!!")
Han Shao patted him: "I appreciate it, really."

("Oh oh oh.")
"You appreciate it?" Dong Zhulin also laughed.

"terrific."

Han Shao gave a thumbs up: "There is no need to do this."

"Didn't I want to be softer this time?" Dong Zhulin explained.

"You are too soft, like a maggot." Han Shao said.

"It's too soft?" Dong Zhulin asked.

"If you are well-proportioned, you will come normally."

"Normal?"

Dong Zhulin walked back again: "Okay, let's do it again."

This time it was normal, and Han Shao came directly from the backstage, waving: "Hey, dumb~"

Dong Zhulin agreed: "Hey!"

"Go away!" Han Shao pushed him away.

(“Haha!” the audience laughs.)
"What's wrong?" Dong Zhulin was puzzled.

"Does the mute agree?" Han Shao asked.

"Ten dumb and nine deaf. I can't speak and I can't hear normally." Dong Zhulin compared.

"That's my fault." Han Shao nodded.

"You also have to gesture." Dong Zhulin demanded.

"Alright." Han Shao agreed.

"Do it again." Dong Zhulin walked over and came over again.

"Hey?" Han Shao pointed at him.

"Aba~" Dong Zhulin was already dumb, and now he saw Han Shao and pointed at him in doubt.

"You don't remember me?" Han Shao said while comparing, after all, it was translated to the audience.

"Abaa!!" Dong Zhulin pointed at Han Shao in surprise.

"Remember me?!" Han Shao also smiled.

Dong Zhulin clapped his hands, and suddenly jumped directly on Han Shao.

("AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The audience burst out laughing, but it's not over yet.)
Han Shao immediately dragged Dong Zhulin off his body with disgust on his face, and kicked him with his leg up.

("Hahahahahahaha!!" "Ahhhhhhh!!!!")
Everyone in the backstage was also happy, especially Dong Shenggang and Yu Tian.

On the stage.

Dong Zhulin staggered and stood up: "What's wrong?!"

Han Shao pounced on him: "You still use me as a mount!"

("Hahaha!")
"I'll tell you Dong Zhulin. The Shengtian Society is spoiling you, but I'm not spoiling you!!" Han Shao pointed at him.

"What's wrong?" Dong Zhulin smiled.

"If you come here again, I will let you live in Tianjing and die in Tianjing, do you believe it?" Han Shao said.

("Hahahahaha!!!" "Okay!!!" "Don't get used to it!!!" The audience applauded.)
"Aren't I just expressing my enthusiasm?" Dong Zhulin explained.

"No need for this." Han Shao frowned.

"Long time no see." Dong Zhulin said.

"It's been a long time since I was a kid? You're not so enthusiastic about female stars." Han Shao said.

("Hahaha.")
"It's just a child." Dong Zhulin explained with a smile.

"I'll tell you if you have a problem with orientation!" Han Shao was not happy.

("Hahaha!" "Miss!!" The audience booed, especially the girls.)
"No, no. Let's come again, don't want this." Dong Zhulin said.

"You don't need these, just come directly." Han Shao waved.

Dong Zhulin walked and came back again, this time the two met normally, Dong Zhulin played the dumb gesture, and Han Shao spoke to the audience while gesturing.

"Brother-in-law?"

Suddenly Zhang Hai came over and called out.Dong Shenggang looked at him, got up and followed.

Yu Tian also took a look and didn't think much about it.It's just that after waiting for a long time, I found that I hadn't come back yet, so I got up and went to have a look.

"Is something wrong?"

In the backstage lounge, Yu Tian knocked on the door and entered, and saw Dong Shenggang sitting there by himself.

"fine."

Dong Shenggang came back to his senses and looked at Yu Tian: "Boss Han won't watch."

Yu Tian was stunned: "What does this mean?"

Dong Shenggang was silent for a moment, then said, "It's just that we found a place to invite us to dinner."

Yu Tian was taken aback: "That's not a bad thing."

Dong Shenggang stood up: "Let's talk about it when we're done."

Yu Tian didn't say much, and followed Dong Shenggang backstage and could directly see the location of the previous performance.Of course, the audience will definitely not be able to see it.

At this moment, Dong Zhulin and Han Shao's "Learning Mute Language" is coming to an end.

Dong Zhulin was still gesticulating, and Han Shao was translating.

Moreover, when walking from the lounge to the front seat on the backstage side, you can hear the audience laughing all the time.It should work fine too.

Sit there and watch again.

On the stage.

Dong Zhulin gestures, Han Shao translates.

"My sister. What's the matter?" Han Shao asked.

Dong Zhulin made gestures, one two one six.

"You asked my sister to be twenty-six this year, no more, twenty-seven." Han Shao said.

Dong Zhulin pointed to himself, and made a twenty-four gesture.

"You said you were twenty-four?"

Dong Zhulin nodded happily.

"Who asked you?" Han Shao asked.

("Ha ha ha ha.")
Dong Zhulin compared San's hand gestures, and suddenly said vaguely: "Female junior holds a gold brick."

("Hahaha!!" "Oooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of do... " )
Han Shao also laughed: "You can speak so hard!"

("Ha ha!!")
"Good guy, return the female junior to hold a golden brick." Han Shao complained.

Dong Zhulin pointed at himself and was very excited towards Han Shao.

"Don't do this with me, what do you want to say?" Han Shao asked.

"Long hair, have you gone out yet?"

"Staying at home, I usually don't like to go out, what's the matter?"

Dong Zhulin looked very anxious after comparing.

Then he pulled Han Shao's arm in arm, and there was a movement in his mouth: "Dengdeng~deng~deng~deng~deng~deng~"

It's like a wedding march.In fact, I understand everything below, no matter whether you have heard too much or not, you know that Dong Zhulin wants to marry sister Han Shao.

Of course, jokes don't play like that.Han Shao was still wrong.

"That's enough, that's enough, is it a drama?" Han Shao pushed him away.

Dong Zhulin had been gesticulating for a long time, but Han Shao just didn't get on the road.The sound of shaking hands and crying loudly, and the movements are girl-like.

("Hahaha!!" "Woooooooooh~" "Dong Qianjin~")
Everyone joked about Dong Zhulin's nickname off the court.

"Are you going to die, you?"

Han Shao looked at Dong Zhulin: "Dong Yuxi calls you brother or sister?"

("Hahaha!" "Sister!!" "Miss~")
Not reconciled, Dong Zhulin took the handkerchief from the table and covered their heads.It's like entering a bridal chamber.

"Don't do this."

Han Shao threw it away impatiently: "Isn't this still singing, no, no."

Dong Zhulin rubbed his chin to think carefully, and finally clapped his hands.Think of a way.

Take out two fans.He pointed at Han Shao first, and then compared his long hair with his hand.

"My sister?" Han Shao understood.

Dong Zhulin nodded, and compared himself with another fan.

"This is you? And then?" Han Shao understood again.

Dong Zhulin put the two fans side by side on the table, and everyone in the audience and backstage held their breath.

"What do you mean?" Han Shao was puzzled.

Dong Zhulin took a handkerchief and folded it over the two fans.Han Shao and the audience watched carefully.

After everything was set, Dong Zhulin put his hands on the edge of the table, and suddenly pushed and shook rhythmically.

"Get out!!" Han Shao yelled and pushed him away.

("Hahahahahahaha!!!" "Nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!")
The audience burst into laughter, and so did the backstage.This paragraph is just throwing out the burden, but the next one still needs to be caught and shaken off.

Han Shao pushed Dong Zhulin away, picked up two fans with a displeased face, compared them to Dong Zhulin's and threw them on the ground.

("Ha ha ha ha!!")
Dong Zhulin picked it up with a smile and walked back, Han Shao pointed at his nose: "Dong Zhulin! No one like you!"

Dong Zhulin spread his hands innocently: "Ahba~"

"Your sister!"

Han Shao raised his hand for a gesture, Dong Zhulin hid.

Han Shao said: "You don't choose! After riding, I will ride my sister again! You have a two-way plug?!"

("Hahahahaha!!" "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa period!"
The audience screamed, girls were the most, and some took pictures while laughing with their mobile phones.

Backstage too.

Dong Zhulin compared himself and said a word: "Cold."

"You don't freeze to death much, are you cold?" Han Shao was not happy.

Dong Zhulin made gestures.

"I understand what you mean, do you want to marry my sister?" Han Shao also understood.

Dong Zhulin happily clapped his hands and nodded, looking forward with anticipation.

"Tell you dumb, this is not allowed!" Han Shao objected.

Dong Zhulin compared himself to holding the steering wheel.

"What's the matter? Do you have a car?"

Dong Zhulin's voice recovered a bit: "car~"

"Car a woolen car! No way!" Han Shao was impatient.

Dong Zhulin compares himself to owning a house.

"Have a room? No show!"

Dong Zhulin rubbed his index finger and thumb: "money~"

"Return the money?! No, I don't agree even if I have money."

Dong Zhulin was in a hurry, and dragged Han Shao to explain.

Han Shao pushed his hand away: "I still told you that you are dumb, she doesn't say she won't get married, even if she gets married, she still needs to find someone to talk to for a while."

Dong Zhulin said suddenly: "I can talk."

Han Shao smiled: "Fuck you."

After speaking, the two bowed to the audience.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap!!"

There were huge cheers and applause from the audience, especially since Hou Zhen had stepped onto the stage to continue to announce the curtain call, but the applause continued.

It was hard to calm down.

Hou Zhencai said: "Next, please enjoy the cross talk, "Crossing Through". The performers are Dong Shenggang and Yu Tian."

"Oh oh oh oh oh~"

Cheers and screams sounded again, catching up with before.

Dong Shenggang and Yu Tian walked up with fists in their hands and a smile.

Dong Zhulin and Han Shao, who walked backstage, accepted the praise and congratulations from the seniors.

At this moment, Han Shao responded politely and heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, he took it down, and it seems that the effect is not bad.Subconsciously look at the audience, but it's not over yet, because after paying homage to the teachers and performing the teacher's ceremony, returning to the scene, not only have to bear the aura and pressure of the two cross talk masters, but also have to improvise more.

But Han Shao finally successfully won the part of "Learning Mute Language". The purpose of Mr. Dong's selection of this part was that Han Shao should have passed the test.

He now has the confidence to accept any test!

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