Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Master, Uncle Hou, here it is."

　　Looking at the cigarette that Kong San'er handed over, Yu Xuan took it with a smile.

　　As if... nothing happened. .

Chapter 522

　　When Wu Shaobai came back with a new thermos cup, about half an hour had passed.

　　Walking into the back door of Guangde Building, he realized that... Yu Xuan was the only one left sitting in the yard.

　　"Master, what about Teacher Hou and the third brother?"

　　"Your uncle called in. The Er Lengzi just left, you don't need to worry about the result."

　　Hearing Yu Xuan's words, Wu Shaobai smiled and shook his head.

　　When Hou Zhen was away, he sat on the stone pier next to him and glanced at the five cigarette butts on the ground.

　　Obviously, Yu Xuan and Hou Zhen took five strokes in just this moment.

　　Hou Zhen is not very addicted to smoking, so it is very likely that these cigarettes are all smoked by Master.

　　Seeing the cigarette butt, Wu Shaobai said with a smile:

　　"Are you still angry? Hey, Master, believe me, it's really unnecessary."

　　"What's the matter? Show your heart?"

　　"of course not."

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head and smiled gently.

　　He was really not angry, and he didn't care at all, but looking at the angry appearance of his master, he simply asked bluntly:

　　"Master, let's not talk about anything else. Let me ask you, is Master a spectator?"

　　"?"

　　Yu Xuan glanced at his apprentice suspiciously, but he saw the warm expression on his apprentice's face.

　　As before.

　　As usual.

　　For some reason, Yu Xuan's heart widened.

　　"The audience's words... definitely don't count. They're all on stage, so what kind of audience are they?"

　　Wu Shaobai asked again:

　　"Then do you think he is an expert?"

　　"An expert ass."

　　Yu Xin sneered.

　　"That's not it. Master, I think if there is a big master in the audience standing up today, pointing at me and the third brother and saying: Why are you two taking his life? Then I will admit my mistake without saying a word, because why? ?Because the audience is always right. People spend money, and it is you who spends money to support you, and you are not just casually saying this. So, in my understanding, the audience said you were wrong. , then you are wrong. Even if you are right, you are all wrong. You admit it?"

　　"...what are you trying to say?"

　　"Listen to me."

　　Wu Shaobai signaled to Master not to worry, and then said unhurriedly:

　　"And you also said that he is not an expert. Even if he is an apprentice, he doesn't know, doesn't understand. To put it bluntly, he is an amateur. I am an expert, he is an amateur, why should I pay attention to his words? It's like I am a scientist specializing in building rockets. He was a layman who had to tell me that to launch a rocket is to fill the bazooka with firewood, take a newspaper, ignite it with fire, and the rocket will fly to the sky... You said he was right Is it? It must be wrong, right. But will I go and explain the molecular properties of rocket fuel to him? Will I tell him the principle of rocket carrying, flying, and launching? If I want to explain to him, then I am a lunatic. I know that He's a layman and doesn't understand anything. I don't care if he says I'm taking his job or what?"

　　Speaking of this, he shook his head, his tone full of disdain.

　　"Experts and experts only use explanations to show their motives. And a layman like him can give pointers or quarrel in front of me, whatever. If I look at him, then I lose. You say what I said. right?"

　　"..."

　　"So, there's no need to care about him at all. He's not an expert, so he doesn't understand what it means to have rules on the stage, no matter how big or small. I'm not an uncle, and he's not my apprentice. How can I teach him what he can do? Right? In the future, when I was beaten, and I was coaxed down from the stage because my skills were not strong, whoever felt uncomfortable at that time knew who I was. I'm good at home, Master. It was because he was only a layman, so he didn't know how capable I was. So , why should I pay attention to him? You don't need to be upset, or feel angry, etc. You don't have to, this child is the uncle's apprentice, no matter how you stretch your hands, that's not what you should do as an elder. Although I don't I know what the uncle talked to you, but just pretend it never happened."

　　Listening to his apprentice's words, Yu Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at his expression.

　　Then he took out the box of 1916 that had just been opened from his pocket. After he took one and lit it, he waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him.

　　Staring at the dissipating smoke, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

　　"Sometimes I think...you're not a child of this age at all...you're full of sophistication. To say it well...it's good, but I always feel that you lack the spirit that these young people should have."

　　"The vigor is only used in the right place. Who has nothing to do to arm themselves into a thorny figure? That's the disease. Do you think so? ... Master, it's almost time, you and the uncle should come to the stage. After all, the audience is still waiting.”

　　Hearing this, Yu Xuan knew that his apprentice took the initiative to end this chat.

　　He nodded:

　　"Finish this cigarette."

　　Wu Shaobai just accompanied him quietly.

　　At this moment, the sun was setting and the sky was getting longer and longer.

　　The warm sunshine shone in the small backyard of Guangde Building, and also sprinkled on the master and apprentice.

　　Wu Shaobai narrowed his eyes, watching the smoke from his master's mouth dissipate little by little between the heavens and the earth, with a gentle smile on his face.

　　Yu Xuan took two sips and glanced at his apprentice, as if he wanted to see if he was angry.

　　Seeing that his attention was all on the smoke, he thought about it, took a sharp puff, and spit out a very thick smoke ring, and then immediately looked at his apprentice.

　　When he saw that the corner of Wu Shaobai's mouth rose due to the expansion of the smoke ring.

　　I don't know why, but I feel good about it.

　　After all...

　　Just a 19 year old kid.

　　After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he touched the back of his apprentice's slightly scratched head:

　　"Come on, it's cold outside."

　　"okay."

　　……

　　Backstage waiting room.

　　Gao Feng and Luan Yunping could no longer see anyone.

　　Meng Hexi and Yan Hexiang have not returned yet.

　　Thinking that life is not over yet.

　　After seeing Wu Shaobai and Yu Xuan coming in, Guo Degang and others who were in a daze all stood up.

　　"Master."

　　"uncle……"

　　Yu Xuan nodded, motioned for everyone to take their seats, and then sat next to Guo Degang.

　　Originally Guo Degang thought he was going to say something, but Yu Xuan didn't say a word... Guo Degang thought he was thinking and felt a little nervous, but it wasn't until the applause in front of him that Yu Xuan finally said:

　　"De Gang, let's go? What are you going to talk about?"

　　"..."

　　Guo Degang was stunned for a moment, then instinctively glanced at Wu Shaobai.

　　I saw the handsome and almost inhuman child chatting with Hou Zhen.

　　It seems like they are talking about what to eat for the evening...

Chapter 523

　　What happened in the waiting room of Guangde Building this afternoon was blocked by Guo Degang and Wu Shaobai at the same time.

　　In the afternoon, although there was no performance by Wu Shaobai, the audience was obviously surprised to see Guo Degang and Yu Xuan.

　　Leaving happily at dinner in the evening.

　　After all, being able to listen to Quan Ben'er's "The Great Truth" in the small theater is actually an extraordinary experience for many Deyun Society audiences.

　　Even if Wu Shaobai only played "The Truth" this afternoon, the audience felt satisfied.

　　And as usual, when the performance ended, a group of people shouted Wu Shaobai's name and came over to sign autographs and take a group photo.

　　Today, Guo Degang, Yu Xuan, and Wu Shaobai are there.

　　All at once.

　　The 50 bucks are really worth it.

　　The girls looked for Wu Shaobai first, and the male audience looked for Guo Degang and Yu Xuan first.

　　Surrounded by a group of girls full of fragrance, Wu Shaobai methodically signed one by one and took a group photo.Until a box was handed to him.

　　"Mr. Xiao Wu, Mr. Wu, this is a gift for you."

　　"Hey, thank you, thank you, I've worked hard."

　　Wu Shaobai took over the English box with the dim sum pattern printed on it.

　　He thought it was a biscuit, but when he started to hold it, he felt that it was quite heavy, and it was quite heavy to hold.

　　He raised his head and glanced at the girl wearing a mask...it seemed vaguely familiar, but there were too many people, so he thought it was an old audience, signed his name with a smile, handed it to the girl, and said Thanks.

　　After that, several audience members handed gifts directly to him because Hou Zhen was away.

　　All are eaten.

　　It is estimated that it is all for Hou Zhen.

　　Wu Shaobai took all the orders, signed one by one, and took a group photo. After the last person finished, he personally carried the food and planned to go back.