Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　Funny, nothing really compares.

　　Wu Shaobai's talent and the kind of cross talk... The unique and attractive thing is the combination of talent and hard work.Everyone, including Deyun Club's own people, also think that if he leaves Deyun Club, the only one who can quickly gain momentum and stand up to Deyun Club is him...

　　Geniuses, especially those who know how to work hard, will never be buried anywhere.

　　Although Yue Yunpeng is also a genius, he is still somewhat inferior in comparison.

　　In the younger generation, when Cao Cao came out, all the talents in the world bowed their heads.

　　This is something that everyone recognizes.

　　So, since the teasing is decisive, the next step is to hold the teasing.

　　Hou Zhen and Sun Yue.

　　These two giggles were irresistibly brought out.

　　Some people say that Hou Ye is the same talented player.It's not that he has been practicing basic skills since he was a child, and he is like a genius in an aristocratic family.

　　It doesn't take much effort.

　　Some things are innate.

　　Some people also say that as the grandson of the cross talk predecessor Li Wenhua, as long as Sun Yue, who is also rooted in Miao Hong, is so steady and steady, he will really go straight at the old artist Deyi Shuangxin.

　　Talented, 7-year-old can write.

　　know effort.

　　How could such a person fail?

　　So who is the stronger of the two?

　　This has not yet been concluded.

　　Some people like the irritable and honest style of Sun Yue.

　　Some people like Hou Ye's elf-like eccentricity on the stage.

　　Some like both of them.

　　There are different opinions, and no one can say why.

　　But with Wu Shaobai's retirement, after Hou Zhen lost his partner, everyone found that when not everyone could control Hou Zhen, a talented player like him seemed to have a feeling of being a bright pearl.

　　And Sun Yue started the road of counterattack.

　　Holding Yue Yunpeng, one step at a time, the sand becomes a tower, and the dripping water becomes an ocean.

　　Take the duo to a new level.

　　For a while, it was really getting harder and harder to choose who was the No. [-] champion of Deyun Club.

　　One is rising steadily, the other is enjoying itself.

　　Neither of them are fighting spirits.

　　So there is no way to tell the winner.

　　But the premise of all this is that the person on stage no longer appears.

　　Because as long as he appears...

　　"Ugh."

　　Sun Yue sighed silently.

　　The mother depends on the child, and the father depends on the child.

　　Sometimes, this fate...

　　It's just so unfair. .

Chapter 990

　　"If you use the Yanjing dialect, it won't work!"

　　"Why is it illegal?"

　　"Simple, I looked at the girl: yo, girl~ let's have a fight, shall we?"

　　"Stinky rascal? Fuck you~"

　　"Oh!!!!"

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

　　Looking at the two who bowed and stepped down, the entire audience was like a dissatisfied groom.

　　Smash it smash it...

　　Beauty is simply too beautiful.

　　Can't hear enough.

　　But unfortunately, the next live is Guo Degang and Yu Xuan again.

　　Looking at the two big horns who came to the stage with the host's announcement, the big guy twisted his body uncomfortably.

　　So confused~

　　……

　　"Hahaha, Shaobai, aren't you nervous?"

　　Hearing the biscuits, Wu Shaobai shook his head and turned around directly...

　　Only then did everyone realize that, at some point, the back of his coat was soaked with sweat.

　　"Uncle, you drink tea."

　　At this time, Liu Xiaoting brought his cup.

　　"Ah."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded, unbuttoned his shirt, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

　　"Hu 29... No, I have to go and cool down for a while. Listen, I'll go to the corridor for a while."

　　"Shaobai, don't take it too long, you'll have to come back in a while."

　　Yue Yunpeng reminded.

　　"understood."

　　Wu Shaobai responded and walked out of the next Nagato gate on his own.

　　When he came to the long actor passage, he didn't go anywhere else, but walked directly to the entrance of the backstage entrance passage.

　　There is also a security guard at the door looking at the door blocked with cotton curtains to prevent anyone from coming to the backstage to make trouble.After seeing Wu Shaobai, he immediately stood up:

　　"Mr. Wu, what are you doing?"

　　"It's okay, I'll cool down."

　　Feeling the coldness at the door, Wu Shaobai let out a sigh of relief.

　　Much more comfortable.

　　Then, the security handed over the stool:

　　"You sit."

　　"No, I'll just stand for a while."

　　Shaking his head in rejection, Wu Shaobai leaned against the slightly cold wall, heaved a sigh of relief, and closed his eyes.

　　He's a little... can't tell how he feels.

　　Like overexcited.

　　It's like... that kind of unparalleled satisfaction.

　　It's obviously just a cross talk for about half an hour. If it was three years ago, I could have said it with my eyes closed.

　　But now there is a kind of... exhausted feeling.

　　But not tired.

　　It's a feeling of being drowning for a long time and suddenly emerging from the water to take a breath of fresh air... an inexplicable feeling.

　　It made him feel a little sluggish as if he had been drained of all his energy.

　　The security guard on the side glanced at him surreptitiously, and saw him leaning against the wall with a tired face... After thinking about it, he picked up the cigarette case on the table:

　　"Mr. Wu, do you smoke?"

　　"Uh... no smoking, thank you."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and waved his hand.

　　Then squat down slowly.

　　At this time, the security asked:

　　"Mr. Wu, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to call a doctor for you?"

　　"No, I'm the doctor, have you forgotten?"

　　He smiled and waved:

　　"It's just that I haven't performed for a long time, it's a strange feeling."

　　The security nodded, then probably felt embarrassed to be here too.

　　After thinking about it, he took the cigarette case and said:

　　"Then I'll go out for a cigarette. You're calling me for something."