Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

Chapter 154

　　"Wu Daoran held the Taiyi medicine in his hand, and said in his mouth:

　　The time of this world is miserable,

　　There is no Buddha or God here.

　　Only the evil way of hanging pot and Chu,

　　Right or wrong is true!

　　Listen to the dead souls, people and ghosts have different paths, and they can't get through grievances.Kindness and evil are fruitless, right and wrong!After the poor road is Shennong, watching your tomb has the road to longevity.I am willing to remove the obscurity for you, and the public must re-promise to live in the sky!Wish! ? "

　　"As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the bell vibrate rapidly. Ordinary people don't know what it means, but Wu Daoran understands it. Nodding: there is a grievance, but he refuses to reach the sky. Then Yiyi said it, but his wish was fulfilled. ?"

　　"The bell is ringing. But this time, Wu Daoran nodded and replied: Yes! After saying that, the golden light in his hand shone, and the graveyard was illuminated, and the black and evil mud melted like ice and snow, turning into a cloud of black gas that dissipated without a shadow. No trace. The golden light returned his hand, and Wu Daoran shook his white flag. But I saw... a woman in plain clothes appeared from the sky and shouted to Wu Daoran: "The divine doctor save me!"

　　"Snapped!"

　　When everyone was listening to the wonderful news, they were still thinking about what happened to the woman, who was so vicious and poured the blood of a black dog on her tomb.

　　Why did she see Wu Dao and shout for help.

　　But this wake up wood shot...

　　Everyone was stunned...I saw Wu Shaobai on the seat smiling slightly:

　　"It is that divine doctor who travels freely,

　　Ring the bell to call the girl,

　　Wronged souls have a case and can't speak,

　　The blood of the dog eliminates the chaos of the graves.

　　Predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next time! "

　　"..."

　　Finished?

　　Is this over?

　　Big brother... No, Mr. Wu, is there anything like you?

　　We are listening to it wonderfully.

　　Is this the end?

　　...what did you say?

　　Didn't say anything!

　　The whole article is about a genius doctor, Wu Daoran, who went to the tomb to find ghosts in the middle of the night... At most, writing a novel is only a one-sentence plot... You said it for more than ten minutes, and then... I haven't heard enough of it yet, it's over. ! ?

　　No way!

　　Don't bring this one!

　　You are not a thing anymore!

　　Hey!This grandson is leaving!

　　"Can't go!!"

　　"Can't go, can't go!"

　　"Go on! It's so fun to listen to!"

　　"Hey! Don't let go!"

　　"Refund! Refund!"

　　"If you don't finish speaking, we will refund the ticket!!"

　　The audience immediately stopped.

　　The host who was walking down the stage and on stage was stunned for a moment...

　　Wu Shaobai and the host sister looked at each other, thought about it, and said in a low voice:

　　"Don't rush to the news first, I'm explaining it."

　　"Well, be euphemistic, remember to appease."

　　"it is good."

　　After the two said a few words, Wu Shaobai turned back and walked back.

　　When they saw him coming back, the audience thought he was going to continue talking.Immediately, all the movements such as "refunds" disappeared, and the scene was miraculously quiet.

　　But there was a burst of applause right away.

　　Expressed my heart to all the Quyi colleagues who were full of surprises and worries.

　　We just want to hear Mr. Wu go on.

　　As long as Mr. Wu said, he will definitely not refund the ticket!

　　And this time, Wu Shaobai did not shoot gavel, but with a gentle smile on his face, looked at the audience under the stage, and said warmly:

　　"Everyone who often listens to the cross talk of our Deyun Club knows that our service tenet is to never refund tickets. Tickets are bought at the door, and refunds are at..."

　　"Afghanistan!"

　　An audience member immediately answered.

　　Attracting everyone to laugh, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"That's not wrong."

　　Then he sat up straight again and said to the audience:

　　"Everyone, I know, I don't really have much to say in this paragraph. But that's actually the way it is. I just said it when I came on stage. This is a short story. I'll give you all a slow ear in about ten minutes. Right? "

　　What does the audience care about you?Hearing his words, someone immediately shouted:

　　"One more paragraph! I didn't hear enough!!"

　　"Eh."

　　Wu Shaobai responded and squeezed his hand with a smile:

　　"All of you, listen to me first. When I came on stage, I told you all, today, although our library opens on the first day, the library's opening is just like a restaurant. Come in. Now, the first thing we do is to pass the menu first. Let you choose the dishes. Just now, Teacher Wang Yuebo's "Yongzheng Swordsman Picture", my uncle Li Jing's "Journey to the West", and later Uncle Xu Deliang's "Jigong Biography" , Uncle's "Fengshen", and Mr. Jin's "Shooting Liu Hanchen" are actually our menus. Each of them is a short paragraph, and we have to leave a bag of buttons, so that you can come back next time. This is our livelihood Means~ And when the opening is completed today, the library will naturally start to arrange the program list. And these programs are all based on hours, unlike today's form of half an hour per person at most. At that time, you all like What are you listening to, at the right time, just come and listen for an hour or two, drinking tea and nibbling melon seeds, such a delightful pastime. Then take a dip in the bathhouse next to Sanchakou, taking advantage of the end of the Spring Festival. The afterglow is relaxing and relaxing, that's what we meant."

　　After he finished speaking, he saw that the audience was unattended this time, but after listening quietly, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled more gently.

　　"So, for today's show, don't care about the length of the show. As soon as it comes, there is no rule for storytelling to return to the show. Because the burdens and buttons of each show are prepared for the next time you come to listen and let us earn some money to support our family. Second, there are many programs today, but strictly speaking, it is for you to taste and choose. So, although I don't talk much today... But don't forget, everyone, I am still a child. Storytelling is a Very rigorous work, one can't deceive the audience, and two can't be sorry for the ancestors who worshiped in the backstage. Although Mr. Pu Songling wrote these works, each article is only a few hundred words. I have to do detailed processing and improve the details. Only then can I be worthy of the meal money you gave me. Therefore, let’s seek refinement instead of too much. The following program is nicknamed Earring Xu, and my unfortunate uncle who urged me to top the tank brought you “Ji Gong Zhuan”. This But the serious fighting between gods and demons is extremely exciting. I am grateful for your support. If you want to hear it, you are welcome to continue to come tomorrow, and we will start to taste the next dish now. How about the taste? I thank you for your forgiveness."

　　Some words are not revealed.

　　And watching the audience...

　　There were also relieved expressions on their faces.

　　"Then talk more tomorrow!"

　　An audience member shouted with a hint of pleading.

　　Wu Shaobai clasped his fists and cupped his hands:

　　"Don't worry. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow."

　　"it is good!!"

　　All the audience applauded in unison.

　　Can't wait! .

Chapter 155

　　"Uncle Li, I dug a hole and suffered you."

　　Stepping down amidst the cheers of the audience, Wu Shaobai quickly cupped his hands after seeing Xu Deliang who was waiting beside him, his face full of apology.

　　Xu Deliang shook his head:

　　"Shaobai, it's not bad."

　　"You hold~ Uncle Li, you worked hard."

　　"Eh."

　　Xu Deliang laughed and walked to the stage step by step.

　　Are Wu Shaobai's books wonderful?It sounded wonderful to him.But at the same time, he is also a top student at Peking University. Today, he is talking about his best "Jigong Biography". Although the young apprentice has made a hole, it doesn't matter.

　　He has the confidence to fill it in!

　　……

　　When Wu Shaobai came off the stage, he only felt his mouth was dry... Strange to say, the words in this book are obviously not as much as a cross talk, but he was so thirsty.

　　Walking quickly all the way back to the backstage and entering the door, he glanced at the cup he forgot to refill just now, and took out a bottle of mineral water directly from the corner.I didn't even have time to say hello to the elders. After unscrewing with a "ga", I looked up-...

　　goo goo goo...

　　In a few seconds, a bottle of mineral water was drank straight-clean.

　　But that didn't quench the thirst.

　　He took out another bottle... At this time, he heard Yu Xuan say:

　　"Master, come, drink this from me."

　　He handed over his teacup, which was the fat sea flower tea prepared by Wu Shaobai.

　　Shengjin quenches thirst.

　　"Thank you Master."

　　With a hoarse voice, he raised his head and took a few sips of a large cup of warm tea into his stomach.