Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　Wu Shaobai was full of disgust:

　　"These are all words."

　　Yue Yunpeng didn't care, and continued:

　　"Although he is in the audience according to his seniority, we have to call Master, but strictly speaking, this is Teacher Xie Zhen's first time on stage today."

　　"Your teacher, your teacher."

　　After the self-introduction, Xie Jin, who gradually became less nervous, hurriedly answered.

　　As soon as he said this, Wu Shaobai knew it in an instant, maybe Xie Jin was no longer nervous.So he directly changed his role from being the master to that greasy seam.

　　But Yue Yunpeng has already entered a state... or automatically entered a state where he can talk nonsense with Wu Shaobai.

　　Anyway, no matter what, the person next to him can tie him up.

　　So here comes the sentence:

　　"Oh, what did you just say?"

　　The voice fell, and he put on a satisfied expression of listening intently.

　　Shitty.

　　"I... uh..."

　　"Play while you play!"

　　Seeing that Xie Jin was stuck again, Wu Shaobai pushed Yue Yunpeng directly:

　　"Don't take advantage of it, it's not enough, I'll tell you! You'll have to pay it back when you step down!"

　　"Do you still have to pay?"

　　"How fresh? You look so stupid at other people, you have to kneel and talk when you see him in the audience! I warn you, Yue Yunpeng. You are willing to die..."

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"I'm willing to bury it. But please don't take me with you. I want to live two more years."

　　"Hehehe~"

　　The audience laughed softly, and Wu Shaobai took the initiative to say:

　　"It's alright, let's not be poor. You are here~"

　　He put his hand on Xie Jin's hand:

　　"There are three of my junior brothers, Mr. Xie Jin, you can rest for a while, come, come one by one. Xiaomeng come first~"

　　Seeing Meng Hexi next to Xie Jin, Wu Shaobai laughed.

　　Xie Jin gave way and Meng Hexi stood in front of the microphone.

　　But I found something embarrassing...

　　When Xie Jin took the stage, he subconsciously adjusted the height of the microphone.

　　And then...

　　Meng Heji, who is more than seven meters tall, stood in front of the microphone, and the height of the microphone hit the bridge of his nose.

　　He wanted to tune... but he didn't do it.

　　The last time he took the stage, he was able to say a self-introduction into Wu Shaobai's microphone and then withdrew.And the work of this microphone, whether it is Tianyuan or Guangdelou, is the responsibility of the sound master.He doesn't know how to tune, for fear that his voice will explode if he moves...

　　I can only make do with standing in front of the microphone...

　　But the audience didn't care about that, seeing that although the boy looked handsome, at this moment the microphone was about to poke his eyes and he didn't move, so he couldn't help but chuckle again.

　　Wu Shaobai looked at it and said speechlessly:

　　"Why are you standing still? The microphone is about to stab in your mouth... No, what kind of burden are you all? The one in front came up with a smile on his face, but now you've become a primitive person and just entered the city? … ...Ouch, this is a baggage that nobody has used for [-] years, and it's all done with you."

　　While complaining, he helped Meng Hexi stretch out his hand and press down on the microphone.

　　"Okay, don't play with the burden..."

　　Meng Hexi glanced at Wu Shaobai speechlessly, not knowing whether it was deliberately funny or what, he said:

　　"Master, I won't..."

　　"It's all right."

　　As if the audience had negotiated, Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"With me and your brother-in-law here, you can't do it."

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　Before the audience laughed, suddenly, Yue Yunpeng burst out laughing.

　　Everyone's attention was focused on him, and Wu Shaobai said speechlessly:

　　"What's wrong with you? Who stepped on your kidney? What happened?"

　　Yue Yunpeng smiled and waved:

　　"My mother, what kind of crooked melon and cracked jujube is Hezike? Hahahaha~"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"Okay, okay, it's the same as how high the cultural level of Yunzike is."

　　Yue Yunpeng, who was still laughing wildly, instantly lost the smile on his face.

　　From the beginning, Hao Fang was speechless after being scolded, and it took less than a second between coming and going.

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　　Although cross talk is the art of language, Yue Yunpeng uses his expressions, accent and other skills to bring out the temperament of that cheap whizzing to the fullest.

　　Although there is nothing to say, but this expression provokes laughter from the audience.

　　And Wu Shaobai continued as if he didn't see it, and continued:

　　"Really, people are crooked melons and cracked dates, and they are more educated than you. Xiao Meng!"

　　"Master, I am here."

　　"Everyone, let me introduce you. Meng Hexi, my junior brother."

　　This time, Meng Hexi bowed properly:

　　"it's me."

　　With the applause of the audience, Wu Shaobai stretched out his hand:

　　"Xiao Meng, come, tell me, what education do you have. Tell him which university you graduated from, and take a good look at him."

　　"……high school."

　　"Um?!"

　　Wu Shaobai turned around suddenly.