Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

A person who doesn't often tell jokes, if he tells the audience that he is going to tell a joke in a very inscrutable way, the power is usually much more shocking than those who have nothing to do all day and talk about teasing you.

I saw Chen Mufeng maintaining the same poker face for thousands of years, looking around like this, for a moment, the world was silent.

Even Yao Xiaojing, who was restless and never had a moment to relax, watched the fun with sullen face and fists.She was so curious that she tried her best not to smile. .

Chen Mufeng's expression was still so calm, and he didn't enrich his expression at all because of the joke he was about to reveal.He knocked on the cup on the table, his low and hoarse voice suddenly turned soft, and he actually dropped the dialect of an unknown place in Hunan.

"It is said that a county magistrate in Hunan with a strong accent came to the village to give a report: Rabbits, shrimps, pig tails! No pickled melons, pickles are too expensive!" Chen Mufeng changed his voice and translated in Mandarin with the effect of a CCTV announcer. : "Comrades, villagers, pay attention! Don't talk, the meeting is now!"

Speaking of this, Su Doudou was the first to burst out laughing.She grinned and looked at the master who could tell jokes in dialect so mysteriously with some admiration.

Chen Mufeng's voice changed, and continued in thick Hunan dialect: "After the county magistrate finished speaking, the host said: "Pickles please sausage pickled melon! "Mandarin translation: "Now let the township chief speak!" "

"Pfft...hahaha..." This time, two people broke through at once, Yan Guo and Chao Yue, they were too shocked. .Across from Mo Yan, he patted the other person's shoulder, wishing he could laugh and bleed.

Chen Mufeng's expression became very serious instead, and in accordance with the plot of the joke, he used Hunan dialect: "The township chief said: Rabbits, today's rice is eaten by dogs, and everyone is a big bastard!" Putonghua translation: "Comrades, today's rice Enough is enough, let's all use big bowls!"

"Ah...hahaha..." This time it was Mo Yan, she could actually last a little longer, but the two red epaulettes beside her were laughing too horribly, she was also infected and had to sacrifice half way. .

Chen Mufeng's gaze turned to Gu Mengyue, and he said seriously in Hunan dialect: "Don't pick melons, I'll pick some shit for you to lick." Putonghua quickly changed: "Don't talk, I'll tell you a story."

In the end, senior sister Gu couldn't hold back in front of the extremely boring instructor Chen, she covered her mouth and tilted her head to smile. .

The only remaining Yao Xiaojing was still struggling, her eyes were bigger than copper bells, she was staring straight at the light switch on the opposite wall, but she refused to look at Chen Mufeng. .

"It's over... Let me pass the test!" Chen Mufeng breathed out, and took a sip from the teacup calmly, causing the group of people to burst into wild laughter again.

Up to here, in fact, Chen Mufeng succeeded in laughing down two-thirds of the people above him, which is considered a pass.

But Yao Xiaojing didn't even look at his finger pointing at her face, she gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't laughed yet...I haven't laughed yet... It's not a win! It's not a win!"

Chen Mufeng didn't even laugh at the jokes, but was amused by Yao Xiaojing's appearance at the moment.

He looked at her fair face without squinting and said, "Then tell me, how can I pass the test!"

Yao Xiaojing nodded to the laughing people around: "They have the final say...they say!"

So, Yan Guo continued to suggest: "Mu Feng... Let's make another dialect joke... I haven't heard enough!!"

"Yes!"

"it is good!"

"Applause ------" There was a burst of enthusiastic applause, confirming that Chen Mufeng would tell another joke next.

Although he is not a very lively person, but his little man is here, and he is still fighting with him, which arouses his determination to make her laugh.

"Okay. Then I'll tell another joke in Taoyuan's dialect. This time, whether you laugh or not, as long as Xiao Jing smiles, I'll pass the test, okay..."

"Okay!" Everyone couldn't help showing their big teeth while shouting.

"Taoyuan dialect is very strange, with a very high ending sound. For example, Ju, it is pronounced as pig." Chen Mufeng repeated in Mandarin and Taoyuan dialect: "Ju! Pig!"

"Pfft..." Who knows who burst out laughing first.

Chen Mufeng's voice changed to the dialect: "A reporter first went to the Propaganda Department of the county party committee and contacted the Personnel Bureau for an interview. People from the Propaganda Department called to make an appointment for him, using the speakerphone."

"Propaganda Department: "Hey, are you a pig?" (Personnel Bureau)

"The other party: No, you made a mistake. I am not a human being but a pig (Personnel Bureau), and my mother is a pig (Grain Bureau)." The reporter desperately held back his laughter, his stomach ached.

"Hahaha...haha..." Yan Guo patted the table, tears were about to come out. .

Chen Mufeng squinted at the little man whose lips were trembling slightly, and emphasized his tone: "The reporter participated in a county report meeting the next day. Roll call before the meeting."

"Host: "Which units have arrived?So the participants reported their family names one by one: "I am a male barrow (Public Security Bureau)."

"My name is Meat Pig (Education Bureau)."

"Hahaha... bang bang!" Su Doudou jumped up from his seat laughing, and knocked on the bottom of his teacup.

"I'm a bit of a pig (post office)." Chen Mufeng smiled as he watched a group of people collapse before his eyes.

"I'm a typical pig (telecom bureau)."

The last sentence landed.The audience erupted, and Yao Xiaojing lay down on the table at lightning speed, shrugging her small shoulders, and it was hard to see what she was doing.

Chen Mufeng smiled and stuffed the tissue to Yao Xiaojing, pushed her shoulder and said teasingly: "Okay...you can smile openly if you want to laugh, otherwise it will hurt your body!"

Yao Xiaojing was seen through and couldn't pretend anymore.

She raised her head from the table with a smirk, and laughed at Chen Mufeng. The way she laughed was so sunny that the small private room instantly became brighter because of her sudden smile.

There was warm tenderness in Chen Mufeng's eyes, and he smiled and asked the little man who was about to lie in his arms: "Have I passed the test?"