Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Although the already cooked can't be cooked, it is still necessary to be cautious.

　　After resting for a while, when I came back to my senses, the glass in my hand was empty.

　　"Senior brother, am I giving you a drink?"

　　Lao Qin asked in a low voice.

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"I'll add it when I'm on stage. Tighten the lid, so that the third one will cool down around the time of return, and you can drink it at any time."

　　"Eh, okay."

　　Lao Qin nodded, and then saw that the senior brother really didn't close his eyes and did nothing, so he said:

　　"Senior brother, I was in the room just now. Master told me that he used my burden and compensated me."

　　"……what?"

　　Wu Shaobai was taken aback:

　　"Using your baggage?"

　　Looking at Lao Qin, he didn't understand the meaning of these words.

　　"Yes, as far as the notebook is concerned, whoever came here, I will withdraw those few sentences for me. In fact, it was not mine at first. I saw a stalk of a brain-damaged line on the message board of Weibo. I thought it was interesting and recorded it. Down. Master may have turned over those pages just now and saw it."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Well, what did you say then?"

　　"I must have explained it. I said that Master didn't belong to me, it was created by other netizens. Then Master told me: "The world's articles are copied... I don't understand what this means. Then Master told me to let me be fine. You can go to the rose garden…”

　　Looking at Lao Qin who was a little embarrassed, Wu Shaobai probably understood what he wanted to express.

　　In fact, it's just a little embarrassing.

　　Although it is homework to record other people's funny memes, but the record does not mean that you have to completely copy others.Including Wu Shaobai himself, he also added some humorous and funny elements to his works by borrowing techniques.

　　And what Lao Qin meant by saying this may be that he felt that those few words were obviously not his own credit, but in the end they were attributed to him.

　　So he said:

　　"If you want to go often, just go. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask, what's the point? But... don't go at this stage."

　　"why?"

　　"Because you're still in the stage of talking on paper~ You haven't performed a single show. It's a waste of time to ask questions. When will the small theater start to perform, perform for a while, get used to it for a while, and find your own When you have a question, take the question to the past. Uncle is a bit of a language addict in his works, and he doesn't like to talk nonsense on stage. And I have looked at your works, and there are actually a lot of burdens and things like that. It's superfluous. If this work is put in Tan, it will definitely be completely rejected. So it depends on you to refine it a little bit. And the process of refining this work is also the process of forming your style. Do you understand? Master again."

　　After Wu Shaobai finished speaking, Hou Zhen also nodded:

　　"Your brother is right. It doesn't matter if you go to the rose garden often. Don't talk about you, as long as you are his apprentice, you can go. But the problem is to go to the master's place, and find the (good) master to clear up your doubts, They are two concepts. This should not be confused. What you need now is stage experience and finding your own style. You will encounter many small problems in this, but these small problems need to be solved by yourself. Until you I have encountered a problem that cannot be solved. When the time comes, I will take this problem to the rose garden, ask it clearly, come out, and then move on! Then I solved countless small problems, and encountered a big problem. I am going, and then I am moving forward. Go...that's what it means. As for things like burdens, that doesn't matter. The reason why your master has to make amends with you is because you are afraid that your burdens are too small and not enough."

　　After Hou Zhen said this, Wu Shaobai glanced at him in surprise.

　　"how?"

　　"...I always feel that Mr. Hou, you are especially suitable for accepting apprentices."

　　Hearing this, Hou Zhen shrugged:

　　"And then hand it over to you?"

　　"...".

Chapter 1586

　　Yue Yunpeng's "You from the Ward" is drawing to a close.

　　Wu Shaobai suddenly looked at Lao Qin:

　　"Old Qin."

　　"Hey, brother."

　　Lao Qin, who stood behind the curtain and listened to Brother Yue's performance quietly, came over:

　　"what happened?"

　　"Get ready in a moment."

　　"...?"

　　Lao Qin was suddenly stunned...a feeling surged in his heart...

　　What to say.

　　A trembling sensation as if a hundred thousand volts of electricity penetrated through the body.

　　"Teacher...Senior brother...?!"

　　Seeing his appearance, Wu Shaobai chuckled lightly:

　　"Ha~ That's right. When I return to the stage, I will call you, and you will come with the water. Perform a show."

　　"..."

　　Lao Qin said nothing.

　　Just suddenly pursed his lips hard, and his body began to tremble...

　　"What are you shivering for?"

　　Hou Zhen asked with a smile.

　　But where can Lao Qin speak?

　　This will only feel like I was directly hit by a heavy hammer in the chest...

　　He couldn't breathe at all!

　　Brother let me on stage! ?

　　The show! ?

　　Show in front of 8000 people! ? ? ? ? ?

　　Brother, aren't you afraid that I'll screw up?

　　I……

　　I……

　　I……

　　"take it easy."

　　Wu Shaobai sighed in relief.

　　"This is just a comeback. Teacher Hou and I can help you with good or bad performances. Just treat it as an experience. When you come up, you can memorize it, say something, or sing something. It's fine. Take your pick. Don't be too nervous~ It's not like you haven't faced the audience in the library for half a year. 30 people and 50 people are the same as these thousands of people. You can't see it at all. Just play normally, understand? "

　　"Understood...Understood! Senior Brother!"

　　Old Qin stammered.

　　Then, rarely waiting for Wu Shaobai to finish speaking, he turned his head and pushed it aside.

　　Both of them heard some vague words coming out of his mouth.

　　I just don't know what I'm carrying.

　　Looking at each other and smiling, Hou Zhen shook his head.

　　On the other hand, Sun Na stood up from her small stool:

　　"Shaobai, Lord Hou, it's over."

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen stood up at the same time and waited at the entrance of the stage.

　　……

　　"My God, Mr. Sun, I've watched this all my life, now! It's looking at me!"

　　"Go to hell!"

　　Sun Yue waved his hand and spat, and the cross talk ended.

　　The crowd cheered.

　　The two stepped down and Sun Na took the stage.

　　After walking a few steps in front of the stage, he said:

　　"Now, please enjoy the cross talk: "You Have to Toss", performers: Wu Shaobai, Hou Zhen!"

　　"it is good!!!!!!"

　　"Oh!!!!!!!!!"

　　"Wah la la la la la..."

　　Applause, cheers, and screams all rang out.

　　The two partners, all dressed in white, walked to the front of the stage with a smile.

　　Gifts from far away were held up by the audience.

　　These are all taken down by the staff in the middle.

　　But this second batch piled up again.

　　Too much.

　　But if the audience buys it, it has to be accepted.

　　Mr. Hou's favorite snacks, Mr. Yu's tobacco and alcohol, and Mr. Wu's favorite things.

　　Have everything.

　　Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen took them one by one and put them on the stage.

　　After waiting, they waved to the audience behind, indicating everyone to return to their seats first, and the two returned to the microphone.

　　"Thank you for the gift. Really, it's so warm. I can't even put it on the backstage~ That... or you don't buy it. I'll have someone get a QR code and paste it on the table. How much are you going to give? Gift, can we just scan the code?"