Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Cold?

　　He was a little puzzled.

　　In fact, before his rebirth, he also talked to others in the same way.

　　But neither.

　　Before entering the army, he vaguely remembered that he was quite cheerful.But when I entered the army, I came into contact with soldiers who gave priority to orders.Everything that needs to be said on the phone will never be sent.And when sending messages, everyone went straight, for example, "Doctor Wu, XX medicine is not enough, it needs to be supplemented." Or "Doctor Wu, please return to the team quickly" and so on.

　　He's used to it.

　　Later, after coming out of the army, in the laboratory of Tongrentang, the content of everyone's chat is mostly patients with illness.

　　I've never heard of a doctor jokingly joking to a patient as funny as talking about cross talk.

　　So by going back and forth, this habit is formed.

　　In addition, he was a lonely man in the past, and people at work were in awe of his identity and did not dare to make trouble.After get off work, he can't even eat the hot meal at home, and naturally no one chats with him softly and drizzly...

　　As a result, his social circle is getting narrower...

　　But there is no such thing as loneliness.In fact, everyone can obtain some kind of spiritual satisfaction from the inner world, and he is like that.

　　And although he is a teenager now, he has brought this habit with him.

　　Is it because of this?

　　The other party's reply also testifies to this point:

　　"It's cold. You've already waived my consultation fee. We're friends, right?"

　　"Correct."

　　"Shouldn't the chat between friends be more lively?"

　　"...for example?"

　　"For example, to share some feelings. We are friends, you can tell me. It's like I'm going to Huairou after taking the soup, but I'm actually going to audition for a play. Oh, I'm nervous. How about you? Doctor Wu, is there anything interesting recently?"

　　"Have."

　　"Then?"

　　"Then??"

　　"Yeah, then shouldn't you share it? Although I can't sit down and chat this time, and I don't want to disturb you while you're working, you haven't gone to work yet. It's just a casual chat."

　　"I probably understand that it's the problem with the way I communicate with you, right?"

　　"Well, because the text messages you reply are always a simple sentence or a few words, it gives people a very cold feeling. It's very different from when you talk about cross talk."

　　"It's really a bit big, but that's acting. Being an artist on the stage and being a person off the stage, if I were the same in life as on the stage, there must be some mental problems. On the stage, my funny comes from the audience's reaction to the audience. The sense of superiority generated by a character in a predicament, the greater the difference between the audience and the character, the stronger the comedy effect. Therefore, the core of comedy is the tragedy of the character itself. Therefore, it is very sad that people cannot live on stage. ."

　　"...Can we still have a good chat? When I saw this message, I was shocked. I thought the professor of our acting department was asking me to lecture me! I'm so angry!"

　　"I'm sorry, some changes can't be made. I'm almost there, are you leaving?"

　　"Just got on the bus... Shall I get off?"

　　"Aren't you going to audition?"

　　"Yes, but... do you want to chat with me?"

　　"The same is true for text messaging. Try not to miss the appointment with others. This is a courtesy. I'm saying, I'm about to go to work, and I won't be able to chat for long."

　　"..."

　　"Is your family rich?"

　　"?What's the meaning?"

　　"It's a bit of a waste to reply six points for a single text message for a dime."

　　"..."

　　……

　　On the bus, Tong Liya gnashed her teeth while sitting by the window under the glances of a few young people from time to time.

　　this person……

　　This old-fashioned man!

　　Why is it so hard to chat with you!

　　But after thinking about it, she was still typing on the screen of her mobile phone, and continued chatting with Wu Shaobai.

　　The bus stops and goes.

　　Time passed slowly.

　　When the time passed 2:[-], she saw Wu Shaobai's reply, "Then I'll work first, look at your wallet, there are many thieves on the bus"... For some reason, she felt a sense of surprise.

　　Although this chat is a bit laborious, Doctor Wu still cares about people.

　　Hehe ~

　　The corners of her mouth curled up, and the sun shone on the girl's face through the glass window of the bus.

　　She raised her head slightly, her eyes narrowed, looking at the warm sunshine in the winter afternoon, she unconsciously revealed a smile.

　　That picture...

　　Amazed by the years.

　　Also gentle time.

　　(Jia is full of sincerity, there is still more than 12 o'clock.).

Chapter 50

　　"How about it?"

　　Guo Degang asked Wu Shaobai worriedly while sitting in the background.

　　And Wu Shaobai wiped the tongue depressor in his hand with alcohol cotton, looked at the biscuits rubbing his neck, and first said to Guo Degang:

　　"Master, it's okay, it's just that my throat is a little inflamed these past two days."

　　Then he turned his head and reprimanded the biscuits:

　　"You really don't want to, what's the matter? I've said it ten thousand times, you should use your dantian to speak. Your voice wasn't well protected when you lost the position, and it made you hoarse and harsh. Even I can only say try my best to help you recover. You've been in power for two years, and you still can't get over the problem of speaking with your voice? Use your anger, use your anger! Do you understand!"

　　He didn't mention it, but Guo Degang's face became even more guilty when he mentioned "disposal".

　　At this time, Yu Xun quickly said:

　　"Shaobai, it's okay."

　　"Master..."

　　Wu Shaobai turned his head speechlessly, but when he saw Guo Degang's gloomy expression, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood, glanced at the speechless and scared biscuits, thought about it, and said;

　　"Master, let the biscuits live at my master's house for a while. One month. Let him practice with me for a month, and I will completely correct this problem for him!"

　　"Okay! I'll call your aunt right now and pack the biscuits."

　　Guo Degang nodded, looked at his son with a distressed face, and walked out with the phone.

　　……

　　When Wu Shaobai came over today, Shaobing found him.

　　In a hoarse voice, he said that his throat couldn't speak this morning, and he didn't show up in the afternoon session, so he was waiting for Wu Shaobai to come over in the evening.

　　As a result, Wu Shaobai just glanced at it and judged that this kid must be screaming on the stage again.

　　And this is the reason why he mentioned the "downturn" just now.

　　Diancang is Liyuan dialect, a description of opera actors whose voices become low or hoarse during puberty.In this period, special means are needed, not to sing, or to sing less, to protect a little bit of smoothness of the voice.

　　But the voice of biscuits...

　　How to say it, it can almost be said to be destroyed by half-man.

　　And the person who destroyed it was actually Guo Degang.

　　As a master, his voice is natural.At the time when the warehouse was dumped, although the voice changed a bit, it was not hoarse.In addition, he used to learn opera with a few old Liyuan masters in Tianjin. The master saw this child's voice was out of order, and at that time, he was new to opera, and the kind gentleman didn't tell him anything about going out of business. The things that happened naturally helped him to get through the downswing period smoothly.

　　It can be said that the current class leader's voice is so bright, it is inseparable from those two gentlemen.

　　Up to now, every time I go back to Tianjin, Guo Degang will prepare a heavy gift to visit.

　　But not everyone knows it.

　　He hasn't experienced the liquidation period, and he doesn't quite understand how to pay attention to the liquidation period, so if he doesn't say it, the apprentice of Shaobing will naturally not think about protecting his throat.

　　During the voice changing period, the more hoarse the voice is, the more you want to speak.In addition, the meeting was beginning to practice Taiping lyrics... I used my voice too much and I didn't have the right protection, and my voice went hoarse.

　　By the time Guo Degang found out, it was already too late.

　　And with Wu Shaobai's apprenticeship, in the past six months, he is also helping the biscuits to recuperate.But it can only be done so that when the child is pulling his neck and shouting, the bubbly sound is no longer in his throat.

　　To put it bluntly, this is caused by the habit of using the voice of the biscuits and the day after tomorrow.

　　Some viewers have heard the Taiping lyrics of several children during the establishment of Deyun Society, and the Taiping lyrics of the sesame cakes really sound and taste good.

　　But now, every time the sesame cake makes his throat, the most distressed is actually him, the master.

　　As soon as he left, Wu Shaobai grabbed the biscuits with a hippie smile in annoyance:

　　"Okay, from now on, shut up. Don't say a word more. If you dare to say one more word, I'll stab you once. Do you understand?"

　　"Uh-huh!"

　　Shaobing closed his mouth tightly and nodded vigorously.

　　"This month, you sleep with me in the same bed, I teach you to speak, and you wash my socks. Do you understand?"

　　"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

　　The biscuits didn't say anything, and just wanted to come over and clamp Wu Shaobai's head.

　　seems very excited...