Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Hearing his words, Tong Liya silently pointed to the ticket gate lined up next to her.

　　"Are you serious?"

　　Wu Shaobai turned his head...

　　I saw ten spectators lined up to enter the venue, not to mention eight, that would be too long.

　　But at least half the female audience.

　　"??"

　　He was a little puzzled.

　　"Isn't Mr. Jin and I's "Shooting Liu Hanchen" at night? ... Hey, what Mr. Jin said is really good, even if you are old, you can talk about romance with just a book. Tsk tsk, it's amazing~"

　　Feeling that he wanted to understand something, Wu Shaobai sighed and pushed his girlfriend who was looking at him with a "are you serious?" expression:

　　"Okay, let's get in line. I'm going."

　　"……Um."

　　Tong Liya's eyes gradually turned into speechless, but she was not tangled, and hurried to the end of the line.

　　Because it was dark, the two did not attract attention.And Wu Shaobai went straight to the back door and walked into the back court.

　　There were three people in the backcourt.

　　Jin Wensheng, Zhang Wenshun, and Guo Degang, who came over to see Master after dinner, came here specially.

　　"Mr. Jin, Mr. Zhang, uncle."

　　Wu Shaobai said hello.

　　Guo Degang nodded:

　　"just ate?"

　　"Well, I ate some hot dry noodles... Mr. Zhang, why are you here?"

　　"Sing the truth with your uncle tonight."

　　Zhang Wenshun laughed.

　　Guo Degang said quickly:

　　"Shaobai, is it alright? In the afternoon, Mr. Zhang went to the hospital for a checkup. It's a little late... won't we delay his rest?"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai asked:

　　"Mr. Zhang, have you rested in the afternoon?"

　　"Before I came home, I slept from 4 o'clock to 5 o'clock. It's more than [-] minutes."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Then it's fine, uncle, people feel less when they get old. Although the work and rest time should be more regular, as long as you don't feel tired, your mood is more important. But after singing the truth, you can't take your husband to dinner. Send it directly. Just go home and rest."

　　"Then I understand."

　　Guo Degang responded quickly, while Jin Wensheng glanced at the time and said:

　　"Okay, brother, it's almost time. The child will start in a while. If you're not busy, just listen to Duan'er's book here."

　　Zhang Wenshun laughed:

　　"Haha, I'm just waiting for this one. The child talked for more than ten minutes yesterday, and the people who listened to it were itching. Degang, go back first, I'll accompany you here to talk, and listen to Shaobai. Book, wait for Shaobai to finish talking and go."

　　"Eh, okay."

　　Guo Degang responded, put on his clothes, patted Wu Shaobai on the shoulder and walked out.

　　There is no "Fengshen" today, and it will be available tomorrow.

　　And when he left, Zhang Wen waved by the way:

　　"Little thief, I heard you talk about friends?"

　　Wu Shaobai didn't hide it and grinned:

　　"Ah."

　　"That's a good thing. Let me tell you that when we live in this world, it is rare to get a girl to fall in love with and to like it. So why don't you blame others, the things that fall off the girl's face are only It can be rouge, but not tears, do you understand?"

　　Although Zhang Wenshun's words sounded straightforward, upon careful consideration, there was something worth pondering about.

　　This is also related to his personal experience.

　　Guo Degang, who was hailed as "Swan Sing" at the beginning, said in the paragraph "On the Status Quo of Cross talk in Fifty Years" in the commemoration of Zhang Shouchen's birthday party in 05. Zhang Wenshun was the first batch of quyi troupes. The student is everyone's senior brother.

　　But it was finally fired.

　　Why?Just because he fell in love with a female classmate who was also a student of the Quyi troupe, and the old feudalists in Mr. Zhang's mouth would not let the two of them live together, and threatened to drop out of school if they said a word.

　　Zhang Wenshun left a sentence, "Go have fun, grandson", and he really dropped out of school.

　　And now, his late wife, the female classmate of that year.

　　This gentleman is from the beginning to the end, and he will never leave his wife, no matter whether he is rich or wealthy or displaced.

　　Just to this point, although he dropped out of school early, everyone in his generation was still willing to honor him as a master.

　　why?

　　Because of this person's humanity and character.

　　So, hearing what he said, Wu Shaobai nodded seriously:

　　"Thank you sir, don't worry, I understand."

　　"If you understand, it's okay... Okay, it's almost time, turn on the TV for us both, and hurry up."

　　"Eh."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, put on a long white gown, turned on the TV, and walked out.

　　Today is not the opening, there are not so many seniors, he is a gentleman when he comes to the stage, and he can wear a long gown.

　　As soon as he left, Jin Wensheng, who had not spoken, asked in confusion:

　　"He's only 17 this year, brother, why did you tell him this?"

　　Zhang Wenshun leaned on the sofa and shook his head with a smile:

　　"You don't know. This afternoon, I heard that a female audience gave him flowers. It's been more than half a year since Deyun Club canceled the channel to make money from the commission of flower baskets, and the flower shop at the door moved away. , did not say anyone who gave flowers to the audience. This child is the only one. And, you should have seen it yesterday... The appearance of this child is not to mention, the family is also a deep house. Put it in the past, it is the young son (seedling) of the son. , We have seen more and more, this role has become famous, who has slept with his concubine, or has become a playboy, there are simply too many such people."

　　Speaking of this, the expression on the old man's face slowly converged... It was full of firm stubbornness.

　　"This kid... I'm telling you this. If you push him back ten years, if he can't become a big guy, then I'll be considered blind. So I'm saying this today to remind him. Today's society does not It's better than before... I won't hide it from you, the backstage of Man Deyun Club, this child is the most in my eyes... If he grows crooked, I'm afraid I won't be able to close my eyes!"

　　(Ten is full of sincerity! Continue to ask for flowers~).

Chapter 173

　　"Oh!!!"

　　"Quack quack quack quack..."

　　"Mr. Wu!!!"

　　……

　　Wu Shaobai came to the stage with a smile amid the cheers that were clearly heard from the female audience.

　　First, I narrowed my eyes and looked at the second floor through the light...

　　Figures on the second floor moved.

　　Looking at the first floor.

　　Full of pits and valleys.

　　It seems that it is full of people today.

　　As usual, he folded his fists and hands, stood by the table, and saluted all around amid the cheers of the crowd.

　　From the beginning of the stage to the end of the salute, the cheers did not stop.

　　He glanced at his girlfriend whose eyes were bright for some reason, and smiled...

　　Originally, the smile was for his girlfriend, but for some reason the audience cheered a little bit louder.Looking at the audience full of pits and valleys in front of them, Wu Shaobai was suddenly filled with emotion.

　　Stand for a moment.

　　The audience's applause disappeared and looked at each other in silence.

　　My heart said... Why is Mr. Wu standing there still?

　　What's going on here?

　　The surrounding crane characters also looked at each other...heart said what's wrong?

　　Did the teacher forget the words?Or……

　　But at this moment, Wu Shaobai smiled sarcastically, looked back, twisted his waist, bowed his long gown, and sat down casually.

　　"ah!!"

　　Out of nowhere came a scream from the female audience.

　　Wu Shaobai heard it, but didn't respond. Instead, he straightened his back and pressed his dantian in one breath.

　　"The west wind blows old Dongting waves, and Lord Xiang has more gray hair overnight."

　　"I don't know the sky is in the water when I'm drunk~ This dream full of boats~"

　　"Snapped!"

　　Wake up and take a shot.

　　"Press the Xinghe!"

　　"it is good!!!"

　　The audience shouted ok, and immediately some audience members shouted the slogan "one more".