Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"..."

　　"..."

　　Zhang Yuanshan, who was holding a teacup, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

　　Doctor Wu... not right.

　　This kid is a little confused.

　　Go back and talk to someone.

　　He actually recognized Tong Liya after she came in. She was the cold girl from yesterday.And looking at the girl who had no makeup yesterday but suddenly put on a little makeup today, she looked at Wu Shaobai with a smile on her face. As someone who has come here, a fool can guess what it means.

　　I'm talking about... Dr. Wu is also handsome, and it is inevitable that girls will like him.

　　Although the two did not talk about the future, but at this stage, it is not known whether Lang has any intentions, and it is certain that the concubine has feelings.

　　It's not about a ticket.

　　Although I don't know why Wu Shaobai suddenly talked about cross talk, since he can go backstage, it shouldn't be much to take someone there...

　　How can you say that.

　　Quietly glanced at the girl next to him... He sighed while holding the thermos.

　　Although there is something I want to say... but let's avoid it.It is difficult for outsiders to mix things up between men and women.What's more... He himself actually believed in the words "right match".Doctor Wu's family background is there, this girl looks older than Doctor Wu, basically it is impossible.

　　If so, don't talk too much.

　　……

　　"Doctor Wu, then I'm leaving."

　　"Well, good. Remember to wear thicker clothes and don't catch a cold. The medicine is to be taken before dinner. Go ahead."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, then lowered his head and started writing the prescription.

　　In Zhang Yuanshan's eyes... Tong Liya left with pursed lips.

　　This little doctor Wu...

　　He shook his head speechlessly, and then shouted outside:

　　"Next person."

　　……

　　Backstage of Deyun Society.

　　In order not to disturb other people in the backstage, lest Yue Yunpeng, who is not attentive, would offend anyone, he deliberately pulled the other party out of the backstage and came to a storage room specially placed for some props.

　　A pair of bamboo boards in one hand, where you sing and I pick up the match.

　　After the whole trip was finished, Yue Yunpeng was full of envy, holding the bamboo board in his hand, he said:

　　"Shaobai... You really only practiced for half a year?"

　　"how?"

　　"……Great."

　　He couldn't help but give Wu Shaobai a thumbs up:

　　"Really, that's great. I've been studying for half a year, let alone playing the board... I still can't speak well. It's not like you... You're really amazing."

　　"It's my business that I'm good, and you also have to remember what you're doing. Cross talk is about basic skills, and it's hard to know how many people just have a clean mouth. And everyone else is on the stage, except for sweeping the floor. Hygiene is practicing basic skills, which is actually a disguised harvest for you. You are more solid in basic skills than others. Although you are a bit stupid in the early stage, you will definitely fly faster than others in the back. Do you understand? It's not a blessing, a drink and a peck will have its own destiny."

　　"Shaobai..."

　　"how?"

　　"Can you...don't talk too much at once. I sound a little hard..."

　　"Isn't the uncle also educating you at a high cost?"

　　"That's Master... He asked me if I could understand it, but even if I didn't understand, I had to understand it. We are friends, you treat me well, and I don't hide it from you... Sometimes the terms you say are too professional. I really don't understand..."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai laughed dumbly, and raised the bamboo board in his hand:

　　"Okay, after picking up the board again, come on."

　　……

　　Backstage.

　　Wu Shaobai put his hands in his sleeves and explained to Yue Yunpeng who was wearing a coat next to him:

　　"Remember, the game will be over in a while, and come down. Don't say a word when you greet people. The next game is He Yunwei's. Don't be uncomfortable with that, understand?"

　　"Understood. I'm being mean, I'm a bastard!"

　　"That's fine."

　　As he spoke, he fastened the mandarin duck button on the top of the coat.Nodding to the beautiful host who reported on the sidelines:

　　"Okay."

　　……

　　"Now, please enjoy the cross talk "Demolition of the West Wing", performers: Yue Yunpeng, Wu Shaobai."

　　"it is good!!"

　　A few are working near the flyover, and they come to listen to a cross talk almost every day in their spare time. The audience who already know who Yue Yunpeng and Wu Shaobai are, applaud.

　　Then, Yue Yunpeng and Wu Shaobai stepped out.

　　As is customary, Wu Shaobai glanced at the audience below, wanting to see how many people sat today...

　　As a result, I saw my footsteps...

　　Off the field...his grandfather, parents, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle and third aunt, aunt, aunt, several younger siblings...the immediate family members in the family sat neatly in the first row with bright eyes. look at him.

　　(Old rules, there will be more updates in a while!).

Chapter 37

　　"...Shaobai?"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai's footsteps, who came out in front of him, paused, Yue Yunpeng instinctively raised a sentence.

　　Wu Shaobai woke up like a dream, with a gentle smile on his face, without showing any turbulence, he returned to the past.

　　"elder brother!!"

　　When a little girl about eleven or twelve years old saw Wu Shaobai, she immediately shouted.

　　That was his sister, Wu Shaojun, the eldest daughter of the second uncle's family.

　　"Brother, brother!"

　　Along with Wu Shaojun's words, the other children also shouted:

　　"elder brother!"

　　"Brother hug~~"

　　"Brother, brother~"

　　The child's voice was clear and crisp, and these voices suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

　　And Yue Yunpeng was stunned for a moment... and looked at the audience in the first row under the stage.

　　At this time, Wu Shaobai, who was in front of the microphone, spoke:

　　"My brother will be holding you for a while. Be good, sit tight. My brother will show you a show."

　　"Yo, relatives?"

　　After two days of nurturing, he has gradually found the rhythm of partnering with Wu Shaobai. Hearing this, Yue Yunpeng asked with a smile while looking at the children who quieted down as soon as Wu Shaobai spoke.

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Yes. There are my family members in the audience today. When my family heard that I was with a Lang Cui partner, they were worried that my IQ would be damaged, so they rushed over to see who the evildoer was."

　　"Haha~"

　　At the beginning, the audience suddenly shook their burdens, and the audience laughed lightly, and their attention returned to Wu Shaobai and Yue Yunpeng from the children in the first row.

　　Yue Yunpeng, on the other hand, looked speechless.

　　I looked at Wu Shaobai, and then looked at the audience...

　　"Ladies, is he talking about me?"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"Yes, it's you."

　　"Yes, a bargain!"

　　"Bargain" is the nickname Wu Shaobai gave him on stage.The original words are: "Where are you from, why are you so cheap?", when the two of them were burdened by the first angel, Yue Yunpeng appeared when he claimed to be an artist.

　　Those who can call this nickname are definitely "old audiences" for the two who are on stage for the third time.

　　And hearing this nickname, Yue Yunpeng's face was bitter, and his facial features were crowded together.

　　"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, just listen to when people praise you, don't get too excited."

　　"You call this a compliment?"

　　"...Anyway, it sounds pretty good to me."

　　Wu Shaobai, who tried to ensure that he did not go to see the family members in the first row to avoid emotional disturbance, answered.

　　The audience laughed again.

　　And Yue Yunpeng, who was still bitter, suddenly smiled, like a flower:

　　"Okay~ Okay~"

　　"Hi."