Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"What's the big job?"

　　Guo De just asked with a smile:

　　"Meaning I'm still a cameo?"

　　""Picking the Horse Jacket", the kind that a group of people pick up!"

　　"Good guy, a group of people stripping clothes?"

　　Yu Xuan gave him a blank look.

　　"Hahaha~ Anyway, the two of you will know when you see it, it's quite interesting..."

　　"Okay, let's go there early then. What time are you going to play?"

　　Hearing Guo Degang's words, Wu Shaobai, who was already dizzy, shook his head:

　　"It didn't count that day. When the audience was satisfied, when it was finished. There was one game that day. It started early and ended later."

　　"Okay, okay... I heard that the box in Guangde Building has already been sealed?"

　　Guo Degang asked.

　　"Forget it, if it hadn't been stipulated to accept bookings within a week at most, it would probably have been scheduled for next year. Second brother, don't you know that the scalpers in Guangde Building are going crazy now. You have seen a crowd full of people. Is there a scene where the whole world is looking for scalpers to buy tickets? My dear, the scalpers were scared to death in those days, always thinking that a group of plainclothes would come to arrest them. As soon as the scalpers were exposed, a group of people shouted: The scalpers are here! Come on! Come on everyone! Those who are scared are going to call the police."

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　Everyone at the table laughed when they heard Hou Zhen's words.

　　And Mr. Xing, who hasn't been to Guangde Building for a long time, asked:

　　"How good is business?"

　　"Yes! Now, Mr. Xing, the lowest ticket, guess how much it is."

　　"Selling cattle?"

　　"Correct."

　　"Hmm... two hundred? Three hundred?"

　　"Small ~ this number."

　　Hou Zhen gave thumbs up and little thumbs up.

　　Now even Guo Degang was stunned:

　　"Six hundred?"

　　"Yes, no counter-offer. Six hundred, if you like to buy it or not. The scalpers are really making money... We have a ticket for 50, and others sell it for 600... That's not enough to sell. Tsk tsk tsk~"

　　Maybe I am happy today, or maybe I want to make a face for Wu Shaobai.

　　It's rare that Hou Zhen told all about the recent situation of Guangde Building. Looking at the surprised appearance of a group of people, he felt more at ease:

　　"The audience is really flattering... Good guy, this year, Shaobai's big local tyrant fan, even the watch with gold and accessories, has to give a million gifts, fortunately Shaobai invited her After a meal, let her restrain herself, otherwise... tsk tsk tsk..."

　　"Cough, Mr. Hou, it's alright."

　　Seeing that he said more and more, Wu Shaobai quickly waved his hand:

　　"It's time for Xiao Tong to teach me a lesson."

　　"Hahaha~ I'm not happy~"

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai said that you are happy...

　　Some people....

Chapter 697

　　When he heard Hou Zhen's words, Mr. Xing gave Wu Shaobai an admiring look and nodded:

　　"Shaobai did a really good job. My grandson visited that... Taobao two days ago? Right? There is a second-hand website for stinky fish. Then he came over and said to me, "Grandpa, you know Shige." How much did you sell your calligraphy for?"

　　As soon as these words came out, Wu Shaobai was stunned:

　　"Mr. Xing, what am I doing?"

　　"Calligraphy. I was puzzled at first. When I asked what calligraphy was, he told me that it was you who wrote the fan."

　　"Oh, sold for money?"

　　Wu Shaobai was a little surprised.

　　Xing Wenzhao nodded:

　　"Well, your junior brother said that a fan was sold for [-] yuan, and what was it... Moment, is that the word?"

　　"Uh……"

　　Wu Shaobai was a little stunned.

　　Don't talk about him, even everyone else looked over.

　　Hou Zhen asked in confusion:

　　"Anyone sell it?"

　　"Yes, I listen to a fan of 29 yuan, good guy... Shaobai, you can make more money as a calligrapher than talking about cross talk [-], hahahaha~"

　　"I dare not say that."

　　Wu Shaobai hurriedly said modestly, and then said speechlessly:

　　"I didn't spend any money on that, a fan for a few dollars, isn't it nonsense... I have to tell the big guy later, isn't it a waste of money."

　　"Hey, the audience holds you, what are you afraid of?"

　　Xing Wenzhao waved his hand:

　　"You didn't catch up with the old days. In the past, those good characters were thrown on the stage with real money and silver when they were held. After a performance, you have to use a basket to pick them up~"

　　"I can't compare to those gentlemen, I'm hype at best. Yes, it's hype."

　　Wu Shaobai continued to be modest there.

　　At this time, Guo Degang suddenly said:

　　"Actually, as long as the audience supports it, that's right. People love you, and they love you. If you can get down to it and take it step by step, it's only natural that you can have today."

　　"Uh……"

　　Wu Shaobai sighed in his heart.

　　This is once again considered typical.

　　The meaning of the uncle's words, the fool knows that he is using him to point others.

　　In Hou Zhen's words, he was once again regarded as a gun.

　　And looking at Hou Zhen, who was discussing Guangde Building with Yu Xuan, his face was full of energy, he actually wanted to send a message to Hou Zhen...

　　"Duh! Shut up!"

　　But before the message was sent, suddenly, Cao Yunjin stood up with the bottle and cup:

　　"I'll go and see those houses."

　　Except for Wu Shaobai, the others didn't think much about it, thinking that he couldn't stand the excitement.After all, he has an arrogant temperament, and everyone heard it just now that Guo Degang was just telling him the example of Wu Shaobai.

　　Tell him to talk about cross talk in a down-to-earth manner, and cross talk will naturally not treat you badly.

　　And when he left... he was regarded as young and vigorous.

　　The elders, except for Yu Xuan and Hou Zhen, no one knows how deep the conflict between Cao Yunjin and Guo Degang is, and in their eyes, Jin is still the same as the child from the previous two years.

　　Especially a few old gentlemen, today's Deyun Society no longer needs to let them carry the tripod again, just sit and watch Yunjuan Yunshu and enjoy their old age in peace.

　　So no one thought about it.

　　Only Wang Yuqin, after looking at her brother-in-law, hesitated whether to go out and follow.

　　Wu Shaobai took all this into his eyes, kept his head down, and continued to eat the vegetables without saying a word.

　　……

　　In the box, Yue Yunpeng, Shaobing and others sat on a table.

　　This table is mainly composed of apprentices of Yunzi Ke, including Yan Yunda, everyone is sitting at the table drinking and chatting.

　　"Xiaoyue, I watched the video of the night in Huguang two days ago. Some viewers sent you and Mr. Sun to cook noodles, right? My dear, I looked at you and glanced at the table, am I greedy? "

　　"That's for sure."

　　Hearing the biscuits, Yue Yunpeng nodded:

　　"I really can't eat authentic Henan noodles here. Really, that taste..."

　　Ning Yunxiang, who is Zhang Wenshun's grandson, said with a smile:

　　"Brother Yue didn't go to dinner that night, so he asked someone in the background for a pot to cook there. The audience brought six packs, and when we came back, we had three packs left. Originally, we were also curious about what the braised noodles was. The taste, but seeing the appearance of Brother Yue, no one has the embarrassment to try it. Even Teacher Sun is..."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　A group of senior brothers laughed, only Yue Yunpeng scratched his head a little embarrassedly:

　　"I'm sorry, I'm so hungry..."

　　As soon as the voice fell, suddenly, the door was pushed open.

　　Even the somewhat red Cao Yunjin stood at the door. After taking a look inside, carrying the wine bottle and cup, he said to Cao Heyang who was beside him:

　　"Get off."

　　"Uh……"

　　Cao Heyang was stunned at first.

　　"I can't speak well?"