Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"No. You teach me, so I don't want to show my timidity when I go abroad in the future."

　　"Okay. Listen, when you get to Laomei, you have to order food in English."

　　"That's for sure. How did you order it?"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai picked up his fan and unfolded it.

　　It's like picking up a menu.

　　He looked down, then looked ahead again.

　　Hou Zhen and the audience were both curious, and then they saw him:

　　"Uh……"

　　"?"

　　"Uh... let me introduce..."

　　"??"

　　"Uh...introduce me...give me a split (CA, four tones)!"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　In laughter, Hou Zhen stopped him:

　　"You wait a moment."

　　"Why?"

　　"That... Mr. Wu, I'm sorry to ask you. What... what kind of thing did you order?"

　　"Split! Baby, haven't you eaten? Tell you, just a round cake, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and roasted in the stove with a spade~"

　　"..."

　　Hou Zhen thought for a while, and along with the deep laughter of the audience who gradually reacted, he turned his head and asked Wu Shaobai:

　　"Professor Wu……"

　　"Ok?"

　　"If i remember correctly……"

　　"what?"

　　"So what's that called pizza?"

　　"Hahahahaha...".

Chapter 988

　　"Split...hahahahahaha..."

　　The whole North Exhibition is full of laughter.

　　Hou Zhen stood inside the table with a ridiculous face:

　　"I also sprinkle sesame seeds... I sprinkle sesame seeds and it's called sesame biscuits! Do you know? What people sprinkle is called cheese! Spread cheese, ketchup, onion rings, barbecue or fruit on the dough. It's not called splits, That~ it's called pizza!!"

　　"What pizza? What pizza! You know the shit!"

　　Wu Shaobai laughed all over his face:

　　"Do you think this is in the Celestial Dynasty? Pizza! I'll tell you, it's just a sesame-covered sesame cake, and it's different in different parts of the country. It's called differently depending on the dialect. Do you understand? Yanjing calls it a sesame-covered sesame cake. What is Henan called?"

　　"what?"

　　"Shaobing!"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Hearing this, Hou Zhen was stunned, and his face was speechless:

　　"Is it different?"

　　"Do you know what it is called in Northern Xinjiang?"

　　"... biscuits?"

　　"It's called naan!"

　　"Hahahahahaha..."

　　As the audience laughed, Wu Shaobai waved his sleeves:

　　"Really, I don't know anything... Luqian, right?"

　　"Uh... who are we timid?"

　　Hou Zhen was speechless.

　　"What's the matter, Laomei's side can't be the splits (CA), right? Listen, it's still splitting and rubbing! It's still Tianjin flavor! Are you ignoring the dog? It's ridiculous~"

　　The familiar broken mouth is on the line.

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　The audience said that the scene between the two was too familiar.

　　Miss it too much.

　　"Hahahahahaha..."

　　……

　　"Shaobai is still the same Shaobai."

　　Yue Yunpeng, who was behind the curtain, suddenly sighed.

　　It resonated with countless people.

　　In fact, this piece of burden has been quietly and alive.

　　However, unlike Wu Shaobai's previous "On Dialects", this time, although I still speak dialects, I started speaking from abroad.

　　very fresh.

　　Big changes.

　　But unfortunately... these people know just by listening to the laughter of the audience...

　　The response from the scene was really good.

　　Although everyone knows that Wu Shaobai's talent is very high... But for this time, he will not talk about cross talk for three years... No one knows whether his level has deteriorated or improved.

　　Because for the past three years, he didn't say anything, others were saying it.

　　In the bottom of their hearts, many people even have an illusion of... "Have we surpassed my brother?".

　　But now... just listening to this novel bag structure and size...

　　Everyone knows...

　　The former Wu Shaobai... is back.

　　It's not clear whether it has gone up a level, but this feeling of the scene... He still held it tight.

　　Never less than half a point.

　　At this time, Guo Degang spoke up.

　　He didn't say it to others, but to Guo Qilin:

　　"Listen well and study hard. When can you be like this with your brother... Then you will be a teacher."

　　"..."

　　Guo Qilin was speechless, just nodded heavily.

　　……

　　"This man doesn't know anything."

　　Wu Shaobai looked disgusted.

　　Hou Zhen was also speechless, but he was not entangled, and nodded:

　　"Hey, what are you talking about... Then you just order a pizza and you're done?"

　　"Can that be done?"

　　Having said that, Wu Shaobai spread out his fan again and looked:

　　"Uh...bring me a cup of coffee."

　　"Yo, that's okay, that's right."

　　Hou Zhengang said something to the audience, and then heard Wu Shaobai continue:

　　"No onions, no coriander, and less garlic."

　　"Hahahahaha~"

　　"How about you eat gaba dishes!?"

　　Hou Zhen couldn't help but push him:

　　"You still put garlic? My dear, you are bringing two dead noodles biscuits, you know that this is a bowl of stewed rice? Uh... No wonder I ordered a split, isn't it just a set!!"

　　"Drink coffee, just garlic, and the autumn water will be the same color as the sky..."

　　"Hahahahahaha~"

　　"Appreciate ~~~~"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai flip through the work in Guo Degang's "You Want To Be Elegant", the audience booed instantly.

　　Hou Zhen sighed helplessly:

　　"Oh... well, it's not sure what the smell is. Is that the end of it?"

　　"What's the hurry? The main food and drinks are all available. I can't order dessert after dinner?"