Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　As soon as Guo Degang heard it, he glanced at the clock on the wall, and his eyes fell on Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen.

　　"Shaobai, Lord Hou, it's almost time."

　　When Wu Shaobai heard this, he also glanced at the time, but his eyes were not nervous, but eager to try.

　　"Hey, uncle, I've been hungry for a long time."

　　In the presence of several individuals backstage, he stood up as he spoke.

　　Buttoning up, he said:

　　"Sister Xu, it's time to start."

　　"Well, let's go then."

　　Xu Jie's high-heeled shoes in a dress rattled and walked out of the door.

　　Wu Shaobai looked at himself in the mirror, showing his white teeth, turned around and bowed his hands to the many people whose eyes fell on him at the same time:

　　"Everyone, hard work."

　　After speaking, he turned around and suddenly bowed his hands to Hou Zhen:

　　"Master Hou, we have to have a good time. This year...you have worked hard too."

　　Hou Zhen laughed:

　　"Haha~ I've gained a dozen pounds after a year of rest, so it's time for some activities."

　　"Then what are we waiting for~ Let's go~"

　　"Walk."

　　"Please."

　　Wu Shaobai raised his hand, with a relaxed smile on his face, stepped aside, and then dressed in white under the different eyes of everyone, like a young general who went on an expedition, and walked out step by step.

　　Liu Yong, who walked out at the end, nodded slightly to everyone, and followed with a cup.

　　For some reason, the room suddenly became silent.

　　"..."

　　Yu Xuan was silent for a while, then shook his head:

　　"I have to go and see."

　　After he finished speaking, he got up and ran out.

　　……

　　"Shaobai, Brother Hou, shall I go?"

　　At the entrance of the game, Wu Shaobai heard Xu Jie's words when he was looking at the LOGO of Deyun Society's art body printed on the screen of Poly.

　　His eyes fell on Xu Jie's face, he smiled and nodded:

　　"Sister Xu, please."

　　"Well, come on, don't be nervous!"

　　Xu Jie gave an order and stepped onto the stage with the microphone in hand.

　　"Dear guests, good evening everyone..."

　　Listening to Xu Jie's announcement, Hou Zhen smiled while rubbing his cheeks:

　　"Excited?"

　　"I want to kill them."

　　Wu Shaobai murmured in a somewhat noisy environment.

　　Then, accompanied by Xu Jie's words: "Now, please enjoy the cross talk: "Love Story", performers: Wu Shaobai, Hou Zhen", Wu Shaobai quotes forward:

　　"Mr. Hou, please."

　　……

　　"Oh!!!"

　　The old and young men in Tianjin really haven't seen this child for a long time.

　　When I heard Wu Shaobai's opening, I didn't know whether to support Deyun Society or him, but there was a lot of applause anyway.

　　There were many cheers, and the two walked to the middle of the stage little by little in the applause of the audience.

　　And then...something embarrassing came.

　　At this juncture around 2008, electronic equipment was replaced very quickly.

　　First of all, the era of microphones completely bid farewell to wired has come.

　　Even the microphones in Guangde Building have been replaced with wireless charging Mikan, and the microphone stand has naturally changed from the original circlip type to a screw type that is easier to adjust the angle.

　　Wu Shaobai went to the stage, and subconsciously went to find the circlip, trying to adjust the height of the microphone, but when he touched the screw-type microphone, he couldn't find the circlip, so he was stunned for a moment...

　　After taking a look, he found that the microphone stand was different from the one he used before, and he quickly began to twist the screw, but he didn't know which one was unlucky enough to screw it. He tried it... and found that it couldn't be screwed.

　　"Ok?"

　　The audience looked at his dazed look, and subconsciously let out a roar of laughter.

　　And Hou Zhen, who had adjusted the height of the microphone early, saw that in order not to be cold, he did not choose to help Wu Shaobai, but said:

　　"What are you doing?"

　　"...It's deceiving!"

　　Wu Shaobai twisted hard, and said a sentence while holding back his strength.

　　At the same time, when Hou Zhen saw that he had twisted, he felt relieved, and said with a smile:

　　"Hey, let's do it. You can see it. If you don't talk about cross talk for a year, you can't even handle the microphone."

　　While speaking, Wu Shaobai had already screwed up the microphone, and after glaring at Hou Zhen, he turned his head.

　　Then the whole person stopped talking.

　　He just stared at the crowded audience with a smile on his face, revealing a kind of heartfelt happiness on his face.

　　Hou Zhen asked:

　　"What are you doing? Talk, are you nervous?"

　　"..."

　　"...Hey, I want to ask you something."

　　"You don't make trouble."

　　Wu Shaobai waved his sleeves, and then smiled and remained silent for two seconds. When the audience was also surprised that this man didn't speak, suddenly, he said:

　　"Do you think I forgot my words?"

　　"Is not it?"

　　Hou Zhen asked.

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"Actually no, I'm just sighing."

　　"What are you feeling?"

　　Following Hou Zhen's words, he took a deep breath and said in a tone full of memories:

　　"In December 2006, Tianjin Bayi Auditorium Theater, that was my first appearance..."

　　"...hehehe~"

　　The audience under the stage was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

　　Hou Zhen quickly suppressed his arm:

　　"Hey, hey, Mr. Wu, what did you just say?"

　　"It's my first time on stage, what's the matter?"

　　Wu Shaobai gave him a puzzled look.

　　And Hou Zhen scratched his chin with a fleshy finger.

　　"Oh~ This thing has a change of mouth? One word has changed from going to the sea to going to the stage? ... Tsk, you are highly knowledgeable after all."

　　As he said that, Hou Zhen gave a thumbs up.

　　But the feedback from the audience was not much laughter.

　　I don't know if I didn't respond to a joke or something.

　　When Wu Shaobai saw this, he turned his head and said directly to Hou Zhen:

　　"Going to the sea?... With the surname of Hou, have you seen too many pornographic films?"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　The audience burst into laughter.

　　In the midst of laughter, Hou Zhen waved his sleeves and answered "I haven't heard of it", but their eyes met.

　　And also vaguely rely on tacit understanding to communicate.

　　"Today's sticky (audience) likes to be direct."

　　"receive."

　　In silence, relying on eye communication to complete. .