Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"¨"Hey, it's only natural for the gentlemen to love their daughter-in-law, right?"

　　"right!!!"

　　The audience off the field, regardless of gender, responded uniformly.

　　"Good~"

　　Wu Shaobai shouted ok, and continued into the microphone:

　　"So, even if Mr. Hou is beaten like that by my aunt, he is really a tough guy. At most, he just walks out without saying a word to get some air. Then he comes back refreshed after a while, what should he do? Nothing happened."

　　"Hey, my heart is wide."

　　"That's not wrong. But you have a good heart. The thief at Yanjing Railway Station will be out of luck."

　　"Yo?"

　　Hou Zhen asked in confusion:

　　"What's the matter with them?"

　　"Ugh……"

　　I saw Wu Shaobai suddenly sighed:

　　"Ladies and gentlemen, remember, stealing chickens and dogs has always been a high-risk occupation. In ancient times, you would be punished by flesh and blood, but in modern society, you may not know anything about it. You may not know, Mr. Hou. Although he looks a little fatter now... Look how small my head is compared to him, so when I stand on the stage, everyone thinks he is the big-headed son..."

　　"Are you the little head father?"

　　Hou Zhen replied speechlessly, then waved his hand:

　　"Okay, don't deal with it. Just tell us why I ran out of my house in anger. After a while, I solved the matter of Xinkuan's return. Then why did the thief have bad luck?  … I'll tell you first, you have to explain the porcelain to me. If I'm not satisfied with this explanation...hehe~ nephew"

　　He suddenly hugged his arms, looking a bit rogue:

　　"Wu Shaobai, then your aunt will have to play with you."

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　These two grandchildren don't count!

　　Isn't it good to say no more!

　　Pooh! .

Chapter 169

　　"This this..."

　　Wu Shaobai touched his chest with both hands, and it seemed that he was embarrassed, and he was guarding against the legendary wife Hou Zhen who was not sure who was playing with whom.

　　After muttering a few words, he grinned:

　　"I'm still underage~"

　　"Yo, then you know a lot."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Together with the audience, the two on the stage looked at each other and smiled.

　　The atmosphere of the whole venue has a kind of...how to put it, a happy atmosphere that makes people feel very comfortable as long as they sit in.

　　Not only did the audience listen to it comfortably, but the Hezi Science staff who was the guest waiter also listened to it.

　　Some of them were very lively, and started to pick up the recorder from the very beginning, recording all the burdens of Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen.After thinking about it, I waited until the backstage, and asked my brother which of these burdens are currently hanging, and which ones were originally alive.

　　But at the gate, because the next show was the show that he was going to perform, Guo Degang and Yu Xuan also came to the gate early and waited.

　　Looking at the two laughing on the stage, Guo Degang said:

　　"This burden can't be said for the time being. If it were, it would be very broken."

　　Yu Xuan also nodded:

　　"The child understands, don't worry."

　　Or people say that knowing the son is more like the father, and knowing the apprentice is more like Yuxuan.

　　When the audience's laughter gradually died down, Wu Shaobai said slowly into the microphone:

　　"In fact, cross talk is like this. You, there is a very important rule in our industry."

　　"Oh? What?"

　　"It's called no size on stage..."

　　Just when the audience thought he was going to say that he was going to make rules under the stage, they heard Wu Shaobai say:

　　"A new grave will be erected under the stage."

　　"Eh, is... eh?"

　　Hou Zhen suddenly shook his head and tugged at Wu Shaobai:

　　"No, no, Mr. Wu, hello, wait a minute."

　　Wu Shaobai, who was deliberately waiting for him, was like waking up from a dream, turned his head and replied slowly:

　　"what?"

　　Hou Zhen grabbed Wu Shaobai's arm and said:

　　"You made it clear. What was the rule just now?"

　　"No size on stage. Wrong?"

　　"This sentence is correct, the following sentence is wrong."

　　"Below? A new grave under the stage?"

　　In the audience's light laughter, Wu Shaobai scratched his head:

　　"No. That's what my master taught."

　　"How did your master teach?"

　　"There is no size on the stage, and new graves are erected under the stage. If you don't believe it, look around, there are people from Deyun buried in the graves."

　　"Eh~ Drink! That's really not going to survive."

　　Hou Zhen waved his hand:

　　"You, don't talk nonsense. That means there is no size on the stage, and there are rules under the stage."

　　"...is there any difference from what I said?"

　　"There's a big difference! One you can say casually on the stage, and the other, when you get off the stage, go to Caishikou at the Qianmen gate... Okay, okay, don't deal with it, just keep talking."

　　Hearing Hou Zhen's words, Wu Shaobai nodded, showing a mocking look:

　　"Okay. In short, there is no size on the stage, standing under the stage... standing..."

　　"rule."

　　Hou Zhen added, but Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"Hey, why don't you eat?"

　　"My dear, you have such a big heart."

　　"That's not wrong."

　　"Poor what!!"

　　Following Wu Shaobai's quick reply, Hou Zhen pushed again:

　　"Don't be poor. Just give us some relief and explain the thief at the train station."

　　Wu Shaobai suddenly realized:

　　"Oh, yes. Speaking of which... Fortunately, Mr. Hou reminded me, otherwise I would have to start over."

　　"You're welcome, hurry up~ or my daughter-in-law will come in a while."

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　The audience laughed wildly again.

　　But Guo Degang in the background shook his head slightly:

　　"The mouth is still broken."

　　"Yes, Shaobai has to continue to enter, and this is called back again. But it's okay, since the audience is willing to support it, it's okay to make a little mistake."

　　Yu Xuan's eyes were relaxed with his hands behind his back.

　　In other words, he has sufficient confidence in Wu Shaobai.

　　And as expected, Wu Shaobai didn't pick up even if the audience laughed, but when the laughter subsided, he said:

　　"Actually, what I said just now is to talk, laugh and be lively. You listen to laugh, laugh, and be happy. You think it's worth listening to the nonsense of the two of us for so long. That's what it means~"

　　"Yes, Not Bad."

　　"But I have to say that I have undergone some artistic processing. In the short paragraph just now, I said that Mr. Hou is like a gas bag, and is angry with my aunt. But have you considered this? Physique... The Hou family is an aristocratic family, not only for cross talk, but also a few kung fu from the family. Our teacher Hou knows martial arts, but he is often beaten by his daughter-in-law and his nose is bruised, why?"

　　"Oh?"

　　"Isn't it because you love his wife?"

　　"Hey, that's it. I really love my daughter-in-law."

　　Hearing Hou Zhen's words, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"That's right. So, as soon as Mr. Hou and my aunt quarreled, even if the hero was a martial artist, he definitely couldn't use it against a woman! So, he went to the train station."

　　"What are you going to do?"

　　Hou Zhen asked.