Crosstalk: Set Rules On Stage, Set New Graves Below Stage

Chapter 321



Chapter 321

Chapter 321

Zhang Yunlei was surprised, shook her own handkerchief, and laughed a little, “Oh my God! That can’t work! I’m leaving with you, what about our Miss.”

Meng Hetang: “Hey, this is our husband.”

Zhang Yunlei wanted to look back, but she really changed her mind immediately, “Okay, then let’s go.”

Meng Hetang: “Let’s go.”

With a word, Zhang Yunlei and Meng Hetang hugged each other and left the stage.

This scene almost made the people underneath laugh stupidly. They were all men, and there was no hesitation in holding them up.

A few steps away, a matchmaker and a book boy are considered to have stepped down.

Comic comics are for fun.

Don’t care about these.

After going down, make a beating.

Back to the audience, Wang Hepeng and Guo Qiling instantly moved. They turned around step by step, gave a slight relief, and walked from the back of the stage to the front.

Two people stand, the male and female appear to be on the left and the other, and they are less than half a meter apart.

But Wang Hepeng looked at Guo Qiling’s dress, he did not stubbornly, but it was funny.

You have to lose enough experience, or you can laugh on the spot.

Wang Hepeng shook his fan and stood between himself and Miss29, with a look in his eyes, and then closed the fan with a polite manner.

“Ah Miss~! Xiaosheng is so polite~”

Guo Qiling glanced at it and nodded slightly. He was extremely shy, but did not say anything.

Wang Hepeng continued to speak, “Xiaosheng’s surname is Zhang, whose name is Junrui, and he is 23 years old. He is a native of Xiluo. He was born on the 17th day of the first lunar month.”

The speech head was handed over, Wang Hepeng looked at him and wanted him to pick it up, but Guo Qiling still nodded without saying a word.

Wang Hepeng nodded and understood something. He inserted the fan in his hand on the back of his neck, vacated his hands, and patted Guo Qiling. He gestured in disorder everywhere in his hands, learning the dumb movement in his mouth.

“Aba! Aba, ah, ah!”

Hahahahaha!

The audience burst into laughter instantly.

No matter what, Wang Hepeng always has a lot of energy.

As soon as Guo Qiling pushed him away, he muttered: “I hate it, you are dumb.”

“You can talk.” Wang Hepeng came over a few steps backwards.

“Nonsense, let me tell you, stay away from me.”

“why!”

“I’m a serious girl.”

“I didn’t see it.”

“My eighteen-year-old girl, I am shy when talking to you.”

Wang Hepeng glanced at Guo Qiling and then at the audience, “The old saying goes well. Once you are familiar with it, you will be reborn again, and it will be fine later.”

“You still want to do it for the second time.”

“You see it is a coincidence today, we two have fate, today you came out alone, and I came out alone…”

Hearing this, Guo Qiling felt something was wrong and stopped, “What did you say?”

“Don’t you come out alone?”

“Bah!” Guo Qiling was anxious and angry in an instant, pointing to the back, “It’s not your stinky book boy who took my maid to sleep, I should come out alone.”

Hahahahahaha!

With a bang, one crop after another, the burden is everything, and the audience all leaned forward and backward in joy.

What kind of “West Chamber” is this? Should it be serious or serious?

But all laughed, this is true.

If a mime can’t laugh, it’s over.

In the voice, Wang Hepeng also recalled a little tone, “It’s boring to say, isn’t it right? It’s been a long time that Miss has outstanding literary skills, and I will be in front of the stage today.”

“What?” Guo Qiling shouted loudly.

Wang Hepeng: “Learning and teaching.”

Guo Qiling: “Also, let me tell you. Your literary talent is nothing to me.”

Wang Hepeng: “I’m a talent anyhow.”

Guo Qiling: “There is no chance for you. There are more talents coming from our family. Do you know my father Cui Xiangguo? At the age of eighteen, he was the champion in high school and won the middle of the country. He returned to his hometown.

There are so many cultural people from our family. ”

“They are different from me.”

Wang Hepeng took the fan out of the back of his neck with a little demeanor, “Who am I, I am Zhang Junrui, since ancient times, as long as you can speak up, I can pick it up.”

“You have to confront me with poetry, and there is no chance. You want to inquire about Cui Shizhuang, I have a nickname for poets.”

“Your name?”

“To Grandma Poem.”

“You man and woman.” The two people spoke in a cross talk style, and Wang Hepeng’s sentence was purely subconscious.

Speaking of this, Guo Qiling laughed instead, shaking off his outfit and female costume, “Nonsense, am I not a female now?”

Ha ha ha ha.

There was a lot of laughter, and many girls covered their mouths. The two of them definitely came out a few words.

On the stage, Wang Hepeng patted himself with a fan. This is what he said in an instant, the professional problem of cross talk.

Just like Uncle Yu was drunk and Fenhewan before, he didn’t know what he was talking about, but if he was able to hold it in general, that was all deeply remembered in his mind.

“Forget it, let’s do it! For poetry, I’ll give you something at the bottom of the box. You won’t know this. Listen to this.”

In the voice, Guo Qiling raised his own sleeve, and pointed in a direction playfully, “Something flies up in the sky, a bunch of things fly from the east to the west.”

Wang Hepeng was blinded, and he looked left and right, thinking about it.

After a while, he also came with something, holding a fan in his hand and slowly speaking, “Then listen to me, I’ll take it—could it be that Jade Emperor builds the golden temple, sifting lime and sifting lime…”

Guo Qiling took a deep breath, was happy, and pointed at Wang Hepeng in surprise, “There is still classical Chinese?”

Wang Hepeng said again, “Sieving lime, sieving lime again! I can add words!”

“Drink! You are so talented, amazing.”

Call~~~~

The roar of the audience has completely risen, all kinds of complaints in the audience.

“Haha, what’s all this stuff? Whatever you have, is this classical Chinese?”

“I don’t know how they did it.”

“Unthinkable lines, are they all thoughts of serious people?”

“A serious person who looks at them.”

The venue at this time.

The audience is very active, especially some of the audience heard that there was a word of serious people who watched them.

The laughter grew louder, Wuyang Wuyang’s.

But the onstage play can’t be lost. Miss, played by Guo Qiling, is holding his own heart, so excited.

“No! I am so happy to see you today. You are so talented.”

Wang Hepeng: “I am also lucky to see Miss today.”

Guo Qiling: “Extremely happy.”

Wang Hepeng: “Then let’s go to sleep.”

Guo Qiling: “Then why are you like your book boy? That’s fine, let’s go.”

In the end, it was also at the end of this small scene. Wang Hepeng heard the gongs and drums, and came up with a small closing remark, “This is just a happy event.”

“Don’t say it! Go and go! Hurry up.” Guo Qiling added, hurriedly pulling Wang Hepeng into the side scene.

No one is unhappy who sees this, and this big Miss is too unreserved.

I really agreed that De Yun was a rogue den. .


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