Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Are you sure it's not a Ji Gong?"

　　……

　　Guo Degang, who had been waiting early, went straight to the stage after hearing this.

　　……

　　"Are you the shopkeeper Guo?"

　　"..."

　　Guo Changyou looked at the little black fat man in front of him, turned his head to look at the little guy Yue Si'er, then looked at the little black fat man, and was looking at Yue Si'er...

　　Yue Si'er was wondering what happened.

　　Just see the shopkeeper's finger:

　　"You don't look like a hungry person? He's fatter than you!"

　　"Pfft...hahahahaha..."

　　In an instant, Yue Yunpeng burst out laughing.

　　"Hahaha~"

　　The others on the side of the stage also laughed.

　　Yu Xuan couldn't help laughing and crying:

　　"Why are you laughing again?"

　　"No... Uncle... Hahaha... Uncle Hou... Hahahaha..."

　　Looking at his appearance, Guo Degang said helplessly:

　　"Unpromising stuff... it's called artistic processing, you know?"

　　"Okay, okay, hurry up, do it all over again."

　　……

　　"The shopkeeper, my servant Hou Wenyuan, is a disciple of the Xihe Book Sect. I just arrived at the precious place and want to beg for food. I don't know what to do?"

　　"Ah? Begging? ... You want to eat like this?"

　　"Hey, what are you talking about... I heard about Deyun Bookstore... The teahouse's shopkeeper, Bo Yuntian, is kind to people and is a well-known good family. Brother, I came out to sell art, and I have two and a half long books in my hand. I wonder if I can find it in your teahouse. How about listening to everyone?"

　　"Mr. Hou, which two are those? Which half are they?"

　　"One copy of "Water Margin", one copy of "Ji Gong", half of "Golden Bottle"..."

　　"Ouch, Mr. Hou."

　　Guo Changyou covered Hou Wenyuan's mouth and turned his head to look at Yue Si'er.

　　"Go, go, work~"

　　"The shopkeeper, the inner one... please let me listen too~"

　　"Fuck off!"

　　Guo Changyou made a gesture to kick, and kicked the boy Yue Sier away. He folded his hands in his sleeves, and Hou Wenyuan, who was complacent on the opposite side, said:

　　"Mr. Hou, I'm a little tired of listening to "Water Margin" and "Jigong" in front of me. I wonder if the half of "Golden Bottle"...is there a plum blossom in the bottle?"

　　"Ahahahahaha~!"

　　Hou Wenyuan laughed and seemed to be having a good time with Guo Changyou.

　　Then he hooked his fingers, and the honest-looking Guo Changyou leaned into his ear, only to hear him say:

　　"You are very vulgar."

　　"Hi~~~"

　　……

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Zhou Xun was in the audience, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, laughing loudly.

　　……

　　"Okay, that's it. Mr. Hou, let's put it this way. From tomorrow onwards, after three months, you can stay in this teahouse and tell stories. I will cover all the meals and lodging, and the bill will be divided into two or eight. One day I was in charge of half a jug of wine for you, but the half of the book~ You should be spared, and occasionally take advantage of the mother-in-law's absence... talk about it for a while, okay?"

　　"Ok, Ok……"

　　……

　　"Dad, what is "Golden Bottle"?"

　　Hearing the curious words of the little princess in his arms, Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched...

　　Make up your mind to say nothing and bring her here.

　　……

　　one afternoon.

　　After visiting the overpass, the rehearsal went to Mr. Deyun Library to open the book, and when Guo Degang was writing the script, he personally wrote four copybooks "Don't talk about state affairs" on the wall, following the plot of "Tea House".

　　There is less than one story in total.

　　If it was really put on the stage, it would be a ten-minute plot at most.

　　But everyone lined up for nearly 4 hours.

　　Drama is a very rigorous form of performance, and this "Cross Talk History" is not a shoddy comedy.

　　Although it is a comedy, for Guo Degang, the sanctity is comparable to a drama.

　　Whether it is him or Yu Xuan, they all try to exude the feeling of the afterglow of the prosperous world.

　　The lines, recitations, and acting skills, under the supervision of the two actresses, took a lot of effort to perform and change them together.

　　Not much can be rehearsed in one afternoon.

　　But it's troublesome.

　　Everyone's acting skills have pursuits, but everyone's talent for acting is different.

　　It's a very troublesome thing.

　　So much so that everyone felt exhausted at night.

　　But you know... this is just the beginning.

　　But it doesn't matter too much.This drama is put on the agenda next year, everyone still has a long time, come little by little, make a little progress, and you will always be qualified.

　　It's just that Wu Mingyue is curious about "Golden Bottle"... But no matter how she asks, Wu Shaobai doesn't say anything, and in the end it doesn't matter.

　　In the evening, when the performance was over, Wu Mingyue didn't eat adult fish.

　　Everyone ate at Tianxingju together.

　　After eating and not filming the show at night, with Zhou Xun and Gao Yuanyuan who were not enjoying themselves, Wu Shaobai walked to Boyuan Hall. .

Chapter 955

　　"I'll coax Mingyue to sleep first, and you two will sit down."

　　Back at Boyuan Hall, Gao Yuanyuan walked behind with Wu Mingyue, who was already asleep.

　　Wu Shaobai and Zhou Xun sat under the grape trellis to enjoy the cool air.

　　On the table in front of the two, a wormwood incense was also lit to disperse mosquitoes.

　　"Clap."

　　Zhou Xun lit a cigarette for himself and heard Wu Shaobai ask:

　　"How are you getting along?"

　　"It's good, considerate, gentleman, gentle~~ I'm quite satisfied."

　　When it comes to her boyfriend, Huayi actor Gao Shengyuan, Zhou Gongzi's face is full of happiness.

　　Seeing this, Wu Shaobai said with a smile:

　　"Are you going to get married then?"

　　"Who knows... Let's take a look first. The main reason is that his career is all in the United States, and I don't like it. But at this stage, we can't talk about that. If we can really get married, then the two of us are discussing. "

　　With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Xun said while thinking about it, - asked:

　　"What about you two?"

　　"?"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai's doubts, Zhou Xun gave him a disgusting look:

　　"Come on, I said you and Yuanyuan."

　　"..."

　　"..."

　　The two stared at each other.

　　In the end, Zhou Xun shook his head helplessly:

　　"If I were Yuanyuan, I might be crazy. Liuxiahui, are you? Are you in a mess?"

　　"Speaking of this... Actually, I really want to ask you something. When you asked about me and Sister Yuanyuan at the racecourse, did you already know it from then on?"

　　"Yeah. I saw that she liked you long ago."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched.

　　But Zhou Xun sighed:

　　"Hey, I wish there are lovers in the world to be married eventually. It's a pre-existence decision. Don't miss the marriage... You can't delay others. A woman in her thirties, if you don't want to be famous and don't go out for publicity, you It's almost enough. Are you really going to play some kind of confidante's routine, watching your sister Yuanyuan die alone?"