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

Was so shocked by Luan Yunping.

Wang Hepeng suddenly turned around and glanced at him. It was obvious that he had been smashed from the beginning, but he didn't expect that he would come out like this for the first time.

The audience in the audience looked at Wang Hepeng's funny expressions in astonishment.

I couldn't laugh anymore.

After all, no one thought that Luan Yunping would come back.

"Okay!" Wang Hepeng nodded, "Team Luan, you absolutely dare not say this in the competition. But if you say so, I have to get to know me on the spot first.

One is not false for 20,000. "

"Really! Give 20,000 if you don't know it?" Luan Yunping became interested when she heard this.

"Of course! I have to let everyone here know me, don't I know these rewards?"

"That's good! Ask me quickly!"

Wang Hepeng turned half of his body to Luan Yunping's side, hesitated for a while, and nodded him with his hand, "Do you know me?"

"do not know!"

"Security, this stick is dead!"

Luan Yunping: "Go! Don't you give me money? 29"

"Nonsense! How many times have we cooperated and didn't you know me? What's the memory of fish? You don't recognize people when you wear clothes?"

"Hua, you have to make it clear what it means to put on your clothes and don't recognize people."

The last sentence frightened Luan Yunping.

The audience in the audience was too happy to listen.

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!

"Sure enough, Wang Hepeng has never disappointed me, and his thoughts have never been correct."

"At this point, I know De Yun's secrets. If you don't give money and put on clothes, you won't recognize people, you can't think about it, and you can't think about it together.

Ha ha! "

"Too much to say, this will definitely not be said in the cross talk contest, or the theater sounds comfortable."

The audience was noisy.

Astonishingly speaking, Luan Yunping looked hurriedly behind the table.

"What can I mean by putting on clothes? Isn't it just putting on a coat? What the hell is going on?"

Wang Hepeng looked at these 400 or so people and couldn't understand, "What the hell is going on? Look at your thoughts, is it so impure?"

Call!

The audience, who doesn't know the crosstalk actor not wanting face?

Just now that was deliberately crooked.

Wang Hepeng looked at Luan Yunping, "Let's see what to do with this! Or you should take it off."

"Fuck you! When the headlines come out tomorrow, Master gets scolded again."

"I don't care, I'm almost out of words to scold me Master, I have to find a way to add more words.

Netizens are talents, and they speak nicely.

How can you not learn from the major netizens? "

Hahahahahaha!

The laughter was a sensation.

Sentence after sentence.

Some people laughed for a long time, and they laughed with their cheeks in their hands.

Now the audience really doesn't want to say anything about Wang Hepeng, this black fan is really black.

All cuts are black.

Amidst the laughter, Wang Hepeng held both hands in his hands and did not know how much easier it was than the competition.

Slowly speak.

"I'm wondering, how do you like my Master's little black Fatty? Can anyone tell me? I believe there must be a reason for it."

As soon as the words were lost, the audience began to remember how they started to like Deyun.

But I can't remember why for a moment, just a Coke is not enough.

I don't know what the audience thinks.

Suddenly another Dage appeared first.

"Because it's cute!"

The whole audience was stupid to shout like this.

Take a breath of cold breath into his nose.

Wang Hepeng and Luan Yunping also looked like ordinary people. Many viewers turned their heads to look over, and they were constantly shocked.

For a while.

Wang Hepeng also came over, holding back his laugh.

The theater is so good, you never know the appetite of these audiences.

"Huh! Really!"

After a word was thrown out, Wang Hepeng couldn't help but laughed and patted the table continuously.

"Haha! Just my Master, cute? That peach? That little black Fatty? It seems that this Dage really likes our Master.

Thank you for your support, thank you very much, but I really can't help it. "

For a while, Wang Hepeng on the stage really laughed stupidly while holding the table.

With such a drive, the audience is not much better.

Laughter is overflowing.

It's all in a good mood.

It was also the first time they heard someone say that Guo Degang was cute.

Just smiled, and suddenly a girl took a bite too, perhaps because she really liked Wang Hepeng, she shouted without picking a word.

"You are also very cute!"

With a sound, Wang Hepeng, who was laughing wildly, was splashed with cold water, and his smile stopped abruptly.

Looking straight at the girl.

The expression is also dull.

"This beauty, you have to figure it out! That Dage first said that my Master is cute, I admit it, I really like it!

But you said another thing about me, you just put my appearance and him in the same position!

Come to beauties, let's find a place where there is no one to talk about this matter, grow like that? Am I still alive? Oh my God, just like my Master, I can’t even think about it...! "

In the last sentence, Wang Hepeng covered his own eyes with one hand, and took a few steps back, not daring to open his eyes.

It was as if his Master's appearance was really shameful.

This look.

Both the girl who spoke to and the audience laughed.

It's really too damaged.

If they didn't know what Guo Degang looked like, they really thought that Guo Degang looked like a monster, too incapable of seeing people?

The key is that one of the actions in this performance is so good, it is really disgusting.

There are no rules on the stage, and the style of setting up a new grave under the stage is vividly expressed.

A proper grave king.

"Okay! Master's appearance is not good!" Luan Yunping hurriedly pulled Wang Hepeng a hand at this time, and after that, she must be like a Master.

Withdraw his hand, open his eyes, and move forward to the microphone.

Wang Hepeng looked at Luan Yunping and then at the audience, propped another hand on the table, and whispered.

"Everyone, have you seen ghosts? You haven't seen them in reality, but have you seen them in movies or TV shows?

For example, evil spirits who are jealous and jealous to death, and own ghosts who like to squirt to death. "

Luan Yunping: "Okay! It's too strange to die."

"Anyway, it's hard to see, and none of the facial features are good.

Just like a roasted sweet potato that just came out of the oven, it fell to the ground with a snap, and was stepped on. The nails were still covered with dirt on the top of the shoes. "

"This is all scum."

Luan Yunping subconsciously said something, and saw a group of audience nodding their heads very cooperatively below, with smiles on their faces.

A lot of eyes gathered, and they all listened very carefully.

After a while, Wang Hepeng's face was hard to look at, and his voice grew louder and got up, fearing that others would not know his own emotions, and then patted the cross talk table.

"Drink! Just like Guo Degang, it's really hard to see, the two ghosts can be so scared to kneel down and call ancestors when they see him!!!".

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