Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　After a meal, Wu Shaobai gave up his copy of "Journey to the West" and gave it to the two wolf cubs.

　　The two of them didn't say a word, one copied the manuscript, and the other took the manuscript to copy, and they disappeared in an instant - in the racecourse.

　　After a drink or two at noon, Wu Shaobai huddled in the arms of his daughter-in-law and fell asleep.

　　Another quiet afternoon.

　　Wu Shaobai had a dream.

　　I dreamed that I was back in 06, back to the paradise in 06.

　　In the dream, many gentlemen who are now idle at home will greet him cordially when they see him:

　　"Hahaha, Shaobai, little thief, I heard that you have developed well in recent years."

　　In the dream, Cao Yunjin and He Yunwei would pat him on the shoulder affectionately:

　　"Shaobai, you're here? It's the two of us who are wrong about quitting. I'll give you an apology. We're all brothers and sisters from the same sect. It's going to be a long time in the future, I'm sorry."

　　In the dream, the uncle and the master seemed to have just researched a new job.

　　When I saw the two of them, it happened that the cross talk actors of the Music Association also entered the waiting room, and there were many cameras and reporters at the same time.

　　Hou Yaowen and Jiang Kun stood together, arched the uncle to the middle, and talked to the camera:

　　"The initiator of cross talk's return to the small theater is my apprentice Guo Degang. He helped cross talk find the soil on which to survive."

　　"That's right, Qu Association intends to deepen cooperation with Deyun Club, and strive to explore more of the traditional cross talk in the past, and then combine it with the times, with the goal of bringing laughter to everyone, inherit, develop and continue the art of this language. ."

　　At the same time, Zhang Wenshun and Fan Zhenyu said to themselves while listening to the interview with the uncle in the corner:

　　"Little thief, do it well. The revival of this line of work is just around the corner~"

　　Unconsciously, Wu Shaobai showed a slight smile.

　　The long-lost, unfamiliar, familiar, and extremely warm atmosphere made him miss him unparalleled.

　　But at this moment, suddenly, the door of the waiting room was pushed open again, and Wu Shaobai saw two strong men who looked very similar and walked in with a knife.

　　Great tower!

　　Tower two!

　　For some reason, when Wu Shaobai saw these two people, their names automatically popped into his mind.

　　But the strange thing is that no one seems to see these two people except Wu Shaobai himself.

　　Wu Shaobai saw that Ta Da was holding a sharp knife and stabbed the photographer directly into the heart of a videographer.

　　"puff!"

　　I don't know where the sound came from.

　　Seems like you made it yourself?

　　Then, when Ta Er waved his arm when his brother stabbed someone in the opposite direction, the photographer's head was chopped off!

　　!!!

　　Wu Shaobai was startled, but the others didn't seem to have seen this scene yet. Jiang Kun, Hou Yaowen, and Guo Degang were still smiling at the headless corpse...or the camera that the corpse was carrying.

　　And I don't know when, Xiao Liben was standing next to Tower [-] with a bucket, and the round head fell directly into the bucket with a thud.

　　Then it was like a domino effect, Wu Shaobai just watched Ta Data two beheaded one by one, and the heads fell into the bucket one by one like pineapples.

　　He was speechless.

　　But everyone's words were clearly recorded in his mind.Everyone's movements are so mechanical and weird, and as more and more people are killed in the second tower, Xiaoliben's bucket can't be filled.

　　The pile of heads became a mountain, Guo Degang's, Yu Xuan's, Jiang Kun's, Hou Yaowen's... all of them...

　　Except myself.

　　They all kept smiling, not even feeling the slightest pain, staring in all directions from the bucket.

　　In the end, Ta Da, Ta Er, and Xiao Liben surrounded themselves.

　　Not feeling afraid.

　　No fear either.

　　It's just that he doesn't know why, he feels like... as if he's eager to try?

　　And it seemed that he felt his mood... Suddenly, he felt a bit blocked in his chest.

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　　Like suffocation.

　　feeling bad.

　　I can't breathe anymore...

　　I got stabbed?

　　when?

　　Staring at Ta Da Ta Er, whose eyes were blank, Wu Shaobai suddenly felt the pain of suffocation.Looking down, a sharp knife came out...

　　"Ha~~~~~~"

　　In a trance, the dream shattered, and Wu Shaobai opened his eyes in an instant, breathing heavily.

　　Then he quickly felt the source of the suffocation in his chest.

　　The daughter was lying on his chest at some point.

　　The whole person's weight was fully pressed up, hugging Zhengxiang who was sleeping.Even the saliva has wet his clothes.

　　"..."

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　　I looked left and right, but I didn't see Tong Liya.

　　There were only father and daughter in the bedroom.

　　The dream still vaguely remained in his mind, Wu Shaobai carefully put his daughter on the bed, helped her with the quilt, and then leaned on the head of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　After taking this breath, the whole body relaxed.

　　At this time, he felt a coldness on his back.

　　Sweat... I don't know when it has soaked him.

　　However, at this moment, his eyes were still those of Ta Da and Ta Er, as well as the mountains of heads on Xiao Liben's bucket.

　　Every one is smiling...the funny ones are getting blurry...

　　The wine is sober.

　　The contrast between reality and dream becomes more and more absurd.

　　He calmed down on the bed for a long time, but it was vague but could not calm down.

　　For some reason, he suddenly had a creative idea.

　　Not to create cross talk.

　　I just wanted to record this dream.

　　while...

　　I haven't forgotten myself!

　　Walking quickly to the desk, he took out his notebook and pen and started to write.

　　And just before writing, he didn't know why, and subconsciously sketched two book titles:

　　""

　　Then think about it...

　　He seemed to be struggling with what to name his dream.

　　Suddenly, inspiration is like lightning, running through the brain with lightning speed.

　　shhhhhh...

　　He wrote several large characters.

　　"Nine Heads Case: A Dream".

Chapter 1164

　　"Husband... should I eat... Huh?"

　　When there were still some grass clippings on her body, she saw that Tong Liya, who had just finished feeding the horse, walked in in that ragged cotton jacket and was about to wake her lover for dinner. Only then did she realize that Wu Shaobai seemed to be creating.

　　Sitting at his desk, he turned a deaf ear to her words.

　　But she was only surprised for a moment, and then walked in silently.

　　First, he glanced at his daughter, who was also still asleep, and there was a trace of speechlessness in her eyes.

　　This little ancestor slept all afternoon.

　　If it goes on like this, will you still sleep at night?

　　After thinking about it, she took off the down jacket on the hanger directly, walked over to her daughter, loosened the braid of the horns she was sleeping, and hugged her daughter, whose saliva was dripping from the whole pillow, into her arms.

　　He stiffened his waist and hugged Wu Mingyue.

　　In the stupefied state of the little girl, she walked out directly.

　　All Qiqiqicheng ignored Wu Shaobai.

　　Once the lover enters the creative state, he hates being disturbed by others.

　　So the best way to do this would be to be quiet.

　　Come quietly, walk quietly, try not to make a particularly loud noise.