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

A group of people waited for a while with tension.

At this moment, Zhou Jiuliang and Zhang Jiuling also finished talking about their own game. They breathed out a sigh of time, and both felt okay.

But when they came back from the corridor, neither of them felt right.

"Jiuliang, during the performance, I seemed to hear laughter and applause, and there was feedback."

"Yes?"

"Yeah! In the middle, it's very slight. Is there an audience?"

"It seems there is in the middle, they are hiding?"

Zhang Jiuling suddenly looked back and forth, as if vigilantly, and asked the camera, "Are you really hiding?"

The staff can't answer yes, they can only say that they don't know.

This time Zhang Jiuling understood, "Then maybe the audience is here again, and we will say there are audiences in a while."

Zhou Jiuliang: "Okay, and this is true."

Little pondering, the sense of variety is bursting.

In addition to Wang Hepeng's seldom in variety shows, these people have the concept of 29 variety shows, and they are very good at these things.

Wang Hepeng said no, they said yes.

The contradiction between the two ends naturally makes the audience watching them more curious and expectant.

At this moment, these brothers were worried, and suddenly saw two familiar figures coming over, and they didn't wait for them to ask how they were.

Zhou Jiuliang looked at everyone who was still at the moment and grabbed a word, "Eh, it's different! How come we have an audience."

"Do you have an audience?"

Swish, there is good news.

Everyone present stood up, and there was some good color on their faces.

Zhang Jiuling nodded, "There are audiences."

"How many people are there?" Cao Heyang asked with curiosity.

Zhang Jiuling: "When I go up and live, how can I count."

"It's about, you give me a feeling."

"Is that person happy?" Luan Yunping interjected suddenly, he was always worried about this problem.

Zhang Jiuling turned to look at Luan Yunping, "Le! But I don't have a familiar face, I'm an amateur."

Suddenly Luan Yunping stood up, touched Zhang Jiuling's coat and looked at him, and said again.

"You've been in Deyun since you were a kid. With my knowledge of you, this sweat, is this the open air?"

When I talked about this, I couldn't match it at all, but Zhang Jiuling was acting, and nodded unhurriedly, "Huh? Isn't it going to perform outside?"

"Then you won't be in the same place as Senior Brother!" Yang Jiulang shook his head and glanced a few times to the side. There were a few free ones, and they went to the toilet.

So there is no way to ask.

Zhou Jiuliang followed and joined together, drank a sip of water and shouted, "Oh, isn't it a land? No wonder!"

Just when a group of people was discussing.

Wang Hepeng, Zhang Helun, and Meng Hetang returned from outside.

Wang Hepeng walked a few steps quickly, and decisively explained the valuable information he had received, "This... just now, a few of us ran into the toilet when the uncle went to the bathroom and asked something.

Uncle Yu's paintings are bad, Master's paintings are good!

Uncle Yu and Master were in the same room when I performed.

There is only one brand.

Two people painted, I guess they went to another room after the uncle. "

"That proves that Uncle Yu is just watching Wang Hepeng's stand-up, but he is still listening." Luan Yunping's mind turned quickly and understood.

"Brother!" At this time, Yang Jiulang looked at Wang Hepeng and said, "They brought the audience to make it."

"Ah? Audience? Is there any?" Wang Hepeng was taken aback, turned his head and looked at them. He knew whether there was an audience, and his eyes were fine.

Zhou Jiuliang: "Yes! There are audiences!"

Biscuits: "There will be an audience for one game and no audience for the other?"

"Is there really an audience? How many?" Luan Yunping was still skeptical. He knew that Wang Hepeng could not lie because it was indeed silent.

Zhou Jiuliang: "Not many, only twenty."

Hearing this, Wang Hepeng was relieved and nodded, "Yes, there are only twenty or so people in that room."

"In the house!!"

Huh! !

Sentence after sentence, the words of a few people were a bit messy, but with this sentence, all the seniors were stunned. Didn't it mean the open air?

Why did you change the house again?

If the other brothers were dumbfounded, Zhou Jiuliang and Zhang Jiuling were stupid, and they didn't know what to look at. This lie could be considered to have been exposed.

As for the audience who saw this scene, they laughed the most, because they could see all the live broadcasts.

...

"Good guy, this is the happy Deyun family, there is really no truth."

"Haha! Senior Brother doesn't bully Junior Brother! Because it's all Junior Brother cheating Senior Brother!"

"A lie requires a hundred lies to be rounded up. The expressions of these people are so pretty."

...

Just like that, everyone fell into confusion again, and it took a long time to explain, and they were still performing in the house.

However, some questions about the audience are reserved.

No matter what.

After a while, it finally started calling people again.

Another group of actors began to go up.

A few of them, after going up, their eyes swept all over the place.

Sure enough, it was a certain point. As long as the Master and Yue Yunpeng were there, there were chairs in other places, but they were also empty.

There is no choice but to perform.

After this performance, it's not like communicating and communicating before.

The actor performance immediately afterwards.

After the performances one by one, the time delay is not long.

They are not long pieces.

After everything was said, all the actors fell into a constant gap period, mainly because the audience on the second scene began to vote.

The final evaluation depends on these few.

After everything was set up, Guo Degang invited all these actors to one stage.

One after another came out behind the curtain.

Among the groups of lab coats, Zhang Helun was the only one wearing a white compassionate shirt.

Seeing this, Guo Degang asked, "Zhang Helun, really lost your lab coat?"

Zhang Helun brought some grievances, "I was hidden by them, I don't know where the hiding is."

Guo Degang: "Why didn't some of them hide! Why did they hide you?"

Zhang Helun: "They caught me as a curious bully."

Guo Degang "You are not a good person either."

Zhang Helun: "Yes!"

Guo Degang smiled slightly, shook his head, and looked at the actors on the stage, "Okay! It's over! How do you feel? You didn't confessed anything behind you."

"Neither did we..." Luan Yunping put her hands behind her back, "In fact, it's not a collusion, because when Hepeng was performing on stage.

If he didn't move, we thought there was a problem.

So we guess there is no audience. ".

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