Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　The waiting room was finally filled with people.

　　Wu Shaobai sat on the sofa and looked at the work on the blackboard.

　　The first scene: Meng Hexi and Li Hebiao: "Learn to Sing"

　　Scene [-]: Zhang Helun, Lang Heyan: "Eight Fans"

　　The third session: Xie Jin and Li Hedong: "Singing the Lyrics of Taiping"

　　Scene [-]: Yue Yunpeng, Shi Aidong: "Selling Tickets"

　　Scene [-]; Gao Feng, Luan Yunping: "Writing by Yang Naiwu"

　　Scene [-]: Xu Deliang, Wang Wenlin: "The Moon on the West River"

　　Seeing the name "Xijiang Moon", Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched.

　　But he didn't say a word, just looked left and right and asked;

　　"What about Uncle?"?"

　　"I haven't come back yet."

　　Zhang Helun said quickly.

　　Wu Shaobai asked suspiciously:

　　"This is about to start, why haven't you come back?"

　　"Uh……"

　　Zhang Helun glanced at Gao Feng who was playing the board and said in a low voice:

　　"Senior brother, Uncle Li is basically coming over at the moment and leaving after the performance."

　　"...How about going back?"

　　"It's gone, just those few viewers..."

　　"...Oh. Ok...it's alright, you should just go and get it done. After a while, Mr. Hou comes and we have to discuss the program."

　　"...Okay, brother."

　　Zhang Helun looked at Wu Shaobai who didn't seem to have changed much except that he had lost a little weight even though he hadn't seen him for a year.

　　Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Wu Shaobai say:

　　"For a while, the youth team won't leave after the performance, but stay for a meeting. Master, you have to stay too."

　　"Well, Cheng, no problem, Shaobai."

　　Xie Jin nodded.

　　Wu Shaobai looked around... Seeing that in addition to the youth team in Guangde Building, Shi Aidong and Gao Feng were considered elders, he pursed his lips and walked out without speaking.

　　Walking all the way to the front court, he glanced at the auditorium through the gap in the curtain.

　　The time is now more than 7:20, and it will start in a few minutes.

　　But the audience was at most one-third seated.

　　The lights in the box on the second floor were completely dimmed.

　　Apparently no one.

　　And the audience, most of them are looking around curiously.

　　Through this state, he judged that these audiences should be very unfamiliar with the environment of Guangde Building.

　　But it can be seen from the curiosity in their eyes... They don't seem to be people who often listen to cross talk.

　　I listened carefully and found that the accent was very mixed, as if the family was not from Yanjing.

　　He turned to leave and came directly to the back door of Guangde Building.

　　Standing in the backyard full of debris, wrapping the down jacket tightly around him, he looked up at the sky.

　　The weather in January is very cold.

　　But he especially remembered... Just last year, no matter how cold the weather was in January, the sky-high applause and warm laughter could be heard in the Guangde Building at this time.

　　There is a stark contrast between January a year ago and January now.

　　"Hu~~"

　　He let out a breath of white air.

　　This year, his basic skills have not been broken for a day.

　　Even if he is busy with research, as long as he can allocate time, cross talk is like a form of entertainment for him, and he concentrates on creation, so that the tense nerves can be relieved a little.

　　He wanted to talk cross talk.

　　My mouth is itchy every day.

　　As soon as he came back, the audience was roaring and tsunami, and he was very excited for countless nights.

　　But who would have thought...

　　Before he could hide the wry smile at the corner of his mouth, the back door was pushed open.

　　Hou Zhen and Tong Liya, who were wearing a down jacket, walked in together.

　　"¨"husband~ I just went to school, I'm late...hehe~"

　　Girlfriend's smile is still bright:

　　"There was an audition at the beginning of the year, and I just went to get the script."

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, turned his head and smiled at Hou Zhen:

　　"Mr. Hou, long time no see."

　　"Hey you bastard!"

　　Hou Zhen came up and gave him a hug.

　　"I just met Xiao Tong just now, good guy... Okay, so dedicated? Come back at noon and come over at night? "

　　Wu Shaobai smiled, took (okay) the clothes from his girlfriend, and then said:

　　"You go to the front to listen to the cross talk first, and Mr. Hou and I will find you later."

　　"Ah? You're not playing today?"

　　Tong Liya was taken aback.

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"I won't be acting for the time being. I have to talk to Mr. Hou about some things."

　　"Uh……"

　　Tong Liya's eyes rolled, she understood what her boyfriend meant, and nodded Gong:

　　"Okay. Then I'll go first~ Mr. Hou, see you later."

　　"Well, let's go."

　　Hou Zhen waved his hand.

　　After seeing Tong Liya walk out of the door, he turned his head, looked at Wu Shaobai's face, and said directly:

　　"Boy, do you feel distressed when you see what you are looking at?"

　　"...I said I didn't feel bad, but I was about to explode with anger, do you believe it?"

　　Wu Shaobai's eyes were as calm as water, but his tone was so cold that he could not wait to eat his flesh.

　　Hou Zhen's eyelids twitched...

　　This was the first time he heard Wu Shaobai grit his teeth. .

Chapter 399

　　"...You called your master, but your master didn't tell you about this side?"

　　Hou Zhen asked Wu Shaobai as he went outside as well.

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Don't tell me, I asked, and I said it was good. Even Xiao Tong told me after he came back!"

　　As he said that, he closed the door and looked at Hou Zhen's tone full of coldness:

　　"Mr. Hou, don't you mind the uncle!?"

　　"..."

　　Hou Zhen looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was there, he hooked Wu Shaobai's shoulder and said in a low voice:

　　"Let's go, didn't you eat? Go eat a bowl of small intestines with me, this is not the place to talk."

　　"...?"

　　Wu Shaobai was stunned, glanced at Hou Zhen, and then nodded:

　　"it is good."

　　The two walked all the way to Xiaochang Chen, and a low-key one ordered a bowl of Luzhu and sat on a table in the corner.

　　As a result, just sitting down, suddenly an old man next to him shouted:

　　"Mr. Wu?"

　　"Hey, hello."

　　Wu Shaobai got up instinctively to respond, and then the old man also got up, and when he came up, he was about to hold Wu Shaobai's hand:

　　"Oh, Mr. Wu, it's been a while since I've seen you!"

　　"Uh... Uncle, I'm clumsy, you..."