Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Then, Wu Shaobai said:

　　"Thank you all for supporting us so much, so that we can have such an opportunity to bring you a month-long cross talk performance in Huguang. Although cross talk is craftsmanship and doing business, there are seven things to open the door, such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. This garden is a little unfamiliar to us. How about you, there are old audiences who are familiar with us, and they have followed us from Guangde Building. There are also some new audiences, who are listening to us on the spot for the first time. We thank you for your continued support of the old audiences. , new audience, we hope you can come again next time. No matter what opinions or suggestions, what is not good, where is not good, please criticize and correct, if you have any changes, you will be encouraged. Students Wu Shaobai, Hou Zhen, and all the actors of the second team of Deyun Club, please raise your hand, give you a lot of support, and give you a word: hard work."

　　"You all worked hard."

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

　　After bowing three times, the fan in Wu Shaobai's hand unfolded:

　　"Today's opening ceremony is called "Four Happy Children". The first month is still in the year. I wish you a happy new year with a little song. I wish you a happy old age! Fu~Word~Tian~Lai~Xi Chong Chong~ ~~"

　　……

　　The opening song ended, and everyone bowed and stepped down.

　　Sun Na stepped forward and said:

　　"Now, please enjoy the cross talk: "The Spring Festival Couplets", performers: Xu Guang, Zhao Nan!"

　　Although the audience was a little unfamiliar with these two names, they didn't hesitate to applaud and rang out very enthusiastically.

　　The unpacking performance of the second team of Deyun Club officially started.

　　Backstage, Wu Shaobai took a sip of warm water from a teacup, and then heard Meng Hexi ask:

　　"Senior brother, will Master and Teacher Yu come today?"

　　"Come. But it's not afternoon, it's evening."

　　Having said that, Wu Shaobai looked at Zhang Hejun and Wang Lei:

　　"Mr. Wang, He Jun, the two of you are the opening of the evening, are you all ready?"

　　Wang Lei nodded:

　　"Ready."

　　"What live?"

　　"Playing Riddles."

　　"Oh, that's fine. One paragraph lasted for more than ten minutes... Who is teasing who?"

　　Hearing this, Zhang Hejun quickly got up:

　　"Senior brother, I'm joking, Teacher Wang holds it."

　　Looking at Zhang Hejun, who has beautiful eyebrows, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Okay, then there's nothing to do at this time, let's talk about it, I'll measure it for the two of you."

　　Hearing his words, Zhang Hejun nodded:

　　"Ok, Ok."

　　Wang Lei was about to stand up, but Wu Shaobai stopped him:

　　"Just sit down and talk. I still know a little about Hejun's life. I'm not too familiar with your life, Mr. Wang, and I'm relieved that it happens that the two of you are here for a while..."

　　"Row."

　　The two sat together, and at the same time Zhang Hejun took out the allegro.

　　"Playing lantern riddles" is a very easy job, listening to the "crooked" burden between the lines of the anagram, as long as the basic skills are solid, there is no problem.

　　And Zhang Hejun's burden is really good, and a few live designs are very funny.

　　After a while, Wu Shaobai nodded slightly.

　　In all fairness, the baggage is a bit old.

　　Shocked.

　　But it can be seen that it was all thought and thought, not the kind of rigid copying.

　　"It's not bad. Although the typhoon Hejun is a little more tender, it is enough for the opening. Teacher Wang, I have heard about you, and I know that you just came here a few years ago and have not been on stage yet. I am a junior here, although I don't dare to say anything, but I can tell you anyway."

　　Wang Lei quickly showed the appearance of listening intently.

　　"In our performances, most of the audience still don't know how to listen to cross talk. The ones who don't listen here don't mean that they really don't understand. On the contrary, they listen, but they won't check it like this from the inside. The lip service is not easy, and the typhoon is how to start. People come here to find laughter."

　　"I understand this."

　　"Hmm, that's why, don't be nervous when you go on stage. You can say what you want to say. He Jun's basic skills are fairly solid, and it's not hard to say that this set of numbers is good. It's enough to go down smoothly. It's also about the assessment. Don't be under too much pressure. Although the assessment depends on the individual, if you want to stand out, you should go to the stage with a pair of partners, so that people can remember it better. You have little stage experience, and sometimes you have time, so go backstage and have a look. It's how the others got here. Don't worry about other things, we'll take care of you."

　　Hearing Wu Shaobai's words, Wang Lei felt relieved and nodded:

　　"Don't worry, Shaobai, I understand. I'm a late starter, but I can make up for my clumsy and clumsy birds and fly first."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled slightly:

　　"Well, that's it."

　　(Zhang Hejun is the kid who Guo Degang sang "Hundred Endures" to play the board. He is very energetic. Many people say that it is Ning Yunxiang, but it is not, it is Zhang Hejun.).

Chapter 777

　　One show after another.

　　After Kong Yunlong and Yan Hexiang bowed and stepped down, Sun Na stepped forward again.

　　No boos this time.

　　"Now, please enjoy the cross talk: "Tong Ren Tang", performers: Wu Shaobai, Hou Zhen!"

　　"Oh!!!!!!"

　　In an instant, the cheers smashed towards the stage of the Huguang Guild Hall like a huge wave.

　　Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen stepped out, and the audience began to squeeze in front of the stage.

　　There are gifts in his hands.

　　There were seventy or eighty people in that scale, and some of the audience who watched it unconsciously made bursts of surprise:

　　"Huh~~"

　　Seeing this, Wu Shaobai quickly greeted Hou Zhen:

　　"Mr. Hou, hurry up."

　　"Good guy..."

　　Hou Zhen looked at the audience under the stage, sighed, and hurriedly walked to the front of the stage with Wu Shaobai and bent over to get the gift.

　　Too many people.

　　Some send flowers, some send pillows and toys.There are also big bags of snacks that people who returned to Beijing from other places gave Hou Zhen.

　　There are too many people. Wu Shaobai saw that this was not the solution. After holding a dozen bouquets of flowers, he waved his hand:

　　"It's alright, alright, go back first, it'll be over in a while. Show first, first show~"

　　On the other hand, the person with the big bag and the small bag in Hou Zhen was also out of breath and returned to the microphone. The two waved their sleeves to signal the audience to go back to their seats first, and then Wu Shaobai said into the microphone:

　　"This is too warm... Thank you guys. Thank you guys."

　　At this time, Hou Zhen handed over something:

　　"Hey, good stuff."

　　Wu Shaobai turned his head and saw that it was a small plastic bag with a square cake that was vacuum-packed.

　　"Is this a Su-style small square cake?"

　　he asked in surprise.

　　Hou Zhen nodded vigorously, and the audience who gave the gift also shouted from the stage:

　　"I brought it here specially from my hometown. Mr. Hou, you have to eat it quickly. It didn't take too long to come out yesterday afternoon."

　　"Thank you so much, thank you so much."

　　Hou Zhen quickly nodded.

　　He is notoriously fond of dim sum from the audience.

　　Visitors are not rejected.

　　Especially the dim sum in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas are my favorite.

　　The audience knows this.

　　It's just that in the past, the ones that came out of the factory were the ones that came out of the factory, but this is the first time that it came out of a restaurant and was vacuum-compressed by the audience.

　　"You are so kind, thank you."

　　Hou Zhen thanked him continuously, and then seemed really greedy, and said to Wu Shaobai:

　　"I'll try it."

　　"Haha~"

　　"Oh~~~"

　　After the audience watched him finish speaking, they tore open a package and threw it into their mouths.

　　Logically speaking, eating is not allowed on stage.

　　But Hou Zhen is greedy, and everyone knows that.The impatience of this meeting is very in line with his personality, and the audience even cheered and applauded.

　　While eating, he handed another piece to Wu Shaobai.

　　"No, no, you eat."

　　Wu Shaobai looked spoiled.

　　Looking at Hou Zhen was like looking at the stupid son of the landlord's family.

　　That look made the audience who could see his expression burst into cheers.

　　Then, Wu Shaobai pointed at Hou Zhen and said into the microphone: