Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　"Hahaha~"

　　Amidst the laughter of the audience, several people were holding bouquets of different sizes, and their bodies sank into the curtains in the backstage.

　　At this time, Wu Shaobai continued to say:

　　"These are the junior brothers of the Hezi Ke. But the uncle hasn't given a stage name, so I will introduce you to everyone by their real names. Although the junior brothers are studying art now, I hope that they can bring you more fun in the future. Cross talk. When the juniors and juniors take the stage, I am the elder brother, and Mr. Hou is the uncle. I ask you all to join us here. Hou Zhen and student Wu Shaobai, thank our parents for food and clothing."

　　"Thank you all."

　　Hou Zhen took it, and the two of them stepped back together and bowed to the audience.

　　After hearing this, the other Hezi science students who did not appear on stage also stood up straight and faced the audience with the same rhythm as the two on stage. bowed.

　　The audience applauded and cheered without hesitation, and responded with applause and encouragement.

　　Excited, the students who had not yet appeared on the stage blushed.

　　And when the applause was about to end, Wu Shaobai looked at the audience and suddenly laughed:

　　"Everyone, do you miss me?"

　　The audience was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in unison:

　　"Want to~~~"

　　"I miss you too! As the old saying goes, there are four joys in life. After a long drought, there are rains, when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, when the wedding room spends candles at night, and when the golden list is inscribed."

　　"Hey, that's an old saying."

　　Hou Zhen took it, and Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Student Wu Shaobai has been admitted to the university for ten years, and the title of the Golden List is one of the joys in my life. But to meet you again, it is also a great blessing in my life. Here, I want to say something to all of you... …Dear viewers, I miss you all~~”

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"it is good!!"

　　"We miss you too!"

　　"Mr. Wu, I love you!!!"

　　Suddenly, a female audience screamed.

　　Wu Shaobai hasn't responded yet, and the eldest brother shouted out from nowhere:

　　"Me too!"

　　"Ouch!!!"

　　"Hoo!!"

　　Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen took a step back together and looked at the source of the sound very tacitly.

　　Clap your hands together:

　　"Brother, I'm tired."

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　In the audience's laughter, Wu Shaobai slowly put down his hand, and then continued:

　　"Thank you, thank you for your love for the two of us..."

　　"Ehhh............"

　　Hou Zhen quickly stopped him.

　　"how?"

　　Wu Shaobai turned his head in confusion.

　　Hou Zhen pointed to the front:

　　"It's love for you. It's nothing to do with me."

　　"No~~~Is there~~~~~~?"

　　Wu Shaobai suddenly made a long tone.

　　The audience tacitly began to applaud and cheer.

　　Something like "Mr. Hou, I love you" resounded in the crowd.

　　Hou Zhen quickly clasped his fists and cupped his hands, and Wu Shaobai also laughed;

　　"You can see it, Mr. Hou. What a good audience, you can tolerate an unacceptable amount..."

　　"Yes... eh? What is this called?"

　　Hou Zhen waved his sleeves:

　　"It's the audience holding us up."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Yes, indeed. Today's audience is really supportive. You said that we are doing art, do we only have the guts and brains to repay each other with death?"

　　Hou Zhen was full of emotion:

　　"That's for sure."

　　"Okay, then you can die here."

　　"what!"

　　Hou Zhen waved his sleeves:

　　"You just abandoned your wife and children, and you lost that widow. Why do you have to start messing around and abandon it when you come to me? Good guy, or if you say that you are always a scholar, I will see you as a child in the morning. Not like a good person. You have to put your humanity in the past..."

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"Shooting you for three hours will not let you down."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched, his face full of helplessness.

　　But the audience was amused by Hou Zhen's sudden burst of machine guns.

　　However, Wu Shaobai, who has always been eloquent, did not fight back this time, but suddenly covered his face and sighed:

　　"Alas. Don't mention it, I'm sad when I mention it."

　　"Yo? Can't bear it?"

　　Hou Zhen put his hands in his cuffs, looking like he was watching the excitement.

　　Poor swish.

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shaobai suddenly hummed into the microphone:

　　"In the middle of the night, San Na more. I can't sleep, I can't sleep~"

　　"This is singing?"

　　Wu Shaobai ignored him and continued to sing:

　　"Touch your head, touch your feet, and relax your heart~ Sigh, long dong choke dong choke. First, reach out and touch it, and it's on the side of my sister's apron..."

　　"go!!!"

　　Before Wu Shaobai finished singing, Hou Zhen pushed him aside and pointed at the table:

　　"Sun Thief, which one do you want Yue Yunpeng to sing about!!"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　The audience who were wondering what Xiao Qu'er was for a moment... Then burst into sky-high laughter. .

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　　After the laughter, there were boos from the sky:

　　"Applause!!!!"

　　Hey guys, open your eyes.

　　Zhuang Yuanlang sings eighteen touches.

　　How did he sing it out?Hahahahaha~

　　"It's over!"