Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"No, I'm serious, Mr. Hou, take a look, are we here to stock up or what are we here for?"

　　He pointed to the bouquets on the stage:

　　"Everyone in Yanjing City is talking about..."

　　"say what?"

　　"Deyun Society is the largest flower trade market in the country!"

　　"Good guy~"

　　Hou Zhen waved his hand:

　　"You, don't know what's wrong. This is the audience to support us and support us."

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai nodded and picked up his fan:

　　"That's... Anyway, thank you. Thank you guys for your support. Thanks to everyone, the dried petals in my master's house have filled half of the house. Thank you everyone~ Today is September 1st, after the beginning of autumn. "Young people don't know the taste of sorrow, but they fall in love with the floor. When they fall in love with the floor, they are forced to talk about sorrow in order to create new words. Now they know the taste of sorrow, and they want to talk about it.

　　"it is good!!!"

　　Looking at the handsome Mr. Wu holding a literati fan on the stage, the audience all cheered, and Hou Zhen asked in puzzlement:

　　"Why did you suddenly start reciting poetry?"

　　"Because I have nothing to say."

　　"Hey~! Okay~ It's been more than two months, and you haven't said anything yet when you come back?"

　　"Refund!!!"

　　As soon as Hou Zhen finished speaking, some audience members shouted.

　　And Wu Shaobai nodded after hearing this:

　　"Okay, thank you very much!"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　"Okay, it's all refunded, what are you thankful for?"

　　Hou Zhen pushed him.

　　And Wu Shaobai said with a smile:

　　"Hey, I also know that the big guy is joking with us. Actually, there is a certain reason why the song "Ugly Slave" by Xin Qiji was suddenly mentioned just now."

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　　"what?"

　　"First of all, I'm a chant!"

　　"..."

　　"..."

　　"..."

　　The audience was silent, and then burst into laughter.

　　Hou Zhen also nodded:

　　"I can see... a bit of that flavor."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　And Wu Shaobai looked at his hippie smile and waved his hand quickly:

　　"No, I mean, I'm a..."

　　"Oh?"

　　"Da Yin people!"

　　"Hahahahaha~"

　　"EMMMM...you do have the potential."

　　"Ah~~~~"

　　"No, no, I mean, I am a big yin in the world..."

　　When Hou Zhen heard this, he continued to nod his head:

　　"Oh, your hobby is quite peculiar, but it is also reasonable. As long as you are at home, you can do whatever you want."

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　　"Hahahahaha~"

　　"You surnamed Hou are going to die!?"

　　Wu Shaobai couldn't help laughing and crying:

　　"Why can't I understand any of what you said?...Oh, I mean, I like to sing poetry! Just now, I was a great chanting person who touched the scene and felt emotion!!!! Do you understand?"

　　"Hahaha~~ woo~~~"

　　Hou Zhen was also speechless. Looking at his hands touching his chest, he directly grabbed his hands and slammed them down:

　　"Okay, don't touch it when you say it!"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"Let me correct you, Mr. Wu."

　　"how?"

　　"That's called a poet. Great poet, understand?"

　　"……What's the difference?"

　　"The difference is huge. One is a hooligan and the other is detained. If you go inside, you might still be holding a big top!"

　　"Hahahahaha~~~"

　　"Applause!!!!"

　　The roars came one after another, and in the midst of these roars, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"That's what it is, that's what it is, thank you!"

　　"Thank you too? Hurry up and go on a bicycle. Otherwise, Gao Xiumin and Lao Zhao will be gone in a while!"

　　"never heard of that."

　　Wu Shaobai's eyelids jumped, and he instinctively waved his sleeves.

　　Then, when he saw that Hou Zhen didn't react to the matter of hanging the deceased person, he suddenly swung his robe, knelt down on one knee and raised his hands to the sky and bowed.

　　The audience was taken aback.

　　Hou Zhen was also stunned.

　　Then, Hou Zhen, who had reacted, quickly folded his hands and bowed.

　　The audience was silent for two seconds...

　　Gradually the applause broke out.

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa~".

Chapter 616

　　Listening to the applause, Hou Zhen said after knowing that he should have said something he shouldn't have said:

　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I offended you, Teacher Gao."

　　"That's right, don't talk nonsense."

　　Wu Shaobai folded for him.

　　In fact, the two of them were originally going to live from here.

　　When he came up, he first said that he was a "singer" and shook his burden, and then Hou Zhen took out the sentence "you can toss at home", and then started to work from the direction of "home", and finished the work smoothly.

　　Unexpectedly, Hou Zhen didn't have a door in his mouth, and suddenly pulled out the late teacher Gao Xiumin, a sketch artist.

　　That's why Wu Shaobai knelt down.

　　Although the two of them are different from different schools, the dead are the bigger ones. Generally speaking, the people who are in the cross talk gate will only refer to the people in their own gate.Just like Fan Zhenyu's last words to Guo Degang before he left.

　　He allowed Guo Degang to say that he was the burden of Iijima Ai[-].

　　The old man has been through the ages, and he is willing to measure life for the younger generation in the sky.

　　With his permission, then everyone, even if not the other cross talk actors of Deyun Club, can actually speak.

　　Because this is the virtue of the old gentleman.

　　However, there is no friendship with Teacher Gao, and death is a big deal. Although Hou Zhen's words are referring to the classic sketch "Selling abduction" by Gao Xiumin and Mr. Benshan, it is after all an offense to the spirit of the sky.

　　Although the burden is ringing, it must be respected.

　　Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Hou Zhen to do it if he was caught by an outsider.

　　Appears out of order.

　　Fortunately, Wu Shaobai's kneeling helped him get him back.

　　It shows that the two of them are not disrespecting Teacher Gao, but just aphasia.Teacher Gao Deyi Shuangxin, after this kneeling, if someone is talking about this, it is to bury the deceased old artist who is immoral.

　　But the problem is that this will have missed the live button.

　　How to do?

　　Seeing that Wu Shaobai couldn't live normally, he was calm, recalling what he just said in his mind, and instantly found the angle:

　　"Actually, everyone knows that the weather is already the beginning of autumn, right?"

　　"Yes, just two days ago."

　　Hou Zhen didn't dare to talk nonsense.