Uncle Deyun

Chapter 129 This Fan...

The enthusiasm of the audience had reached its peak, and the fan in Yi Yang's hand was raised higher and higher with the shouts.

"Everyone say its name together."

"Drawing a fan..."

Following the answer, there was a roar of laughter. Only the young master felt the deep malice in the laughter. This started from the year when the young master made his debut. At that time, on the stage, Lao Guo led everyone to sing a picture of a fan, As a result, it was the scene of a car accident at the beginning of the stage. Lao Guo opened the door. The first one was the young master. He lost his confidence and forgot the words. In the end, he was sweating and the song was over, but the one who picked up behind him was not If you don't follow the board, you just create your own lyrics. Only one person sang correctly, that is Tao Yang. Because of this, the young master almost didn't perform that scene as a box seal.

Not only the front is happy, but the back is also happy. The happiest person is Lao Guo.

"I don't know where Yi Yang saw it, why did he think about getting this out?"

"It's probably on purpose. It seems that I came prepared. Let's watch the fun."

The two old partners stood there watching with relish.

"Okay, everyone, don't shout, you are opening another knife on my wound that has already healed, and you are paying Gu to sprinkle chili noodles on it. You are not guilty of your heart."

Da Lin's signature coquettish and anxious gestures came out, and the big girls and daughter-in-laws in the audience still liked him like this, and they laughed even more happily.

"Uncle, you are doing it on purpose, we have lived together for so many days..."

"Alas……"

The young master flicked his sleeves.

"You guys, we have lived together for so many days, we have lived together for so many days..."

"You can explain clearly, when you live together, you are separated. You didn't sneak into my bed in the middle of the night, didn't you? I said, why does it seem that there is less toilet paper?"

"Alas……"

"I'll go to yours."

The young master directly picked up the little doll on the table and threw it at Yi Yang. He originally thought that the performance would be harmonious if his dirty partner left, but he didn't expect that there would be a more ruthless one.

"Uncle, let's stop joking, what I said is true..."

"What I said is not false...it is false, it is false, be obedient, put the microphone down, it is innocent, and it hurts."

"Alas……"

"Don't worry, I'm talking about the mouth... Forget it, I won't explain, it's not me who hurts anyway."

In just 2 minutes, I don’t know how many tiger and wolf words in the words, and it’s like a bus stop, I don’t know how many cars have come out. The most frightening thing is that the audience feels that none of the cars have left, and they all went up. , many people feel that it is worthwhile to come today.

"Uncle, my dad will beat me after talking like this, let's be serious..."

"Why don't you be serious when I undress you..."

Well, it's another big melon. Many people have already created a picture in their brains. It's hard to say where the protagonist is.

"When did you take off my clothes? I can't sing anymore, I can't sing, I can go if I don't sing, refund the ticket? Who called for the refund? Go back and find out what the purpose of our Deyun is. Just look at it and you don’t understand it deeply, our aim is not to refund tickets, that’s fine, uncle, I beg you, let’s sing.”

The young master is really sweating, he is more tired than the previous 20 minutes in just a few minutes.

"Okay, that's it, I'll start, will you follow along?"

"Okay, you start, I'll follow."

"Yangliuqing in the west of Tianjin City, there is a beautiful woman named Bai Xiuying, who can draw Danqing and is good at painting. This beauty, Nineteen Winters, has skillful hands and good looks..."

Yi Yang sang the first two verses, and then it was the place where the young master had a car accident.

"This fan depicts the city of Beijing. The city of Beijing is really majestic. There are eight imperial cities inside and outside, nine gates, eight halls and one bell. Three palaces and six courtyards depict the imperial court, and civil and military officials line up in the east and west."

As soon as Da Lin finished singing, the audience applauded. He bowed to the audience, and then the two returned to the original place and said a few words before leaving the stage.

Backstage, Yi Yang saw that Da Lin's eyes were red.

"No way, Uncle Master just joked with you, why are you really crying?"

This redness doesn't matter, it scared Yi Yang, he had the impression that Da Lin was not someone who would cry because of this matter.

"Master Uncle, it has nothing to do with you. It's just that the audience is a little excited. Many audiences watched me grow up when I was young. If they didn't tolerate me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the confidence to continue talking. Once I sang this, I felt a bit complicated, and felt that I really didn't bring them good programs and works in those years."

Yi Yang patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything. In fact, the higher the starting point you stand, the more pressure you will bear. It is easier to get attention than others and easier to succeed than others because of status, but you must also have corresponding The ability to be worthy of this status is not only for Da Lin, but also for Yi Yang himself. The good thing is that he did not choose to engage in Peking Opera, otherwise many people would have higher demands on him because of his status. This is impossible.

"Go get me something to eat."

Da Lin nodded, got up to look for something to eat, Yi Yang just wanted him to find a place to release his pressure.

(End of this chapter)