Superstars start with punch cards

Chapter 41
Hearing the audience's interaction, Liu Fan replied without any fear:
"Let me go, I'm just a child!" The voice was so miserable that those who heard it wept.

But I have to say, the effect is very good, once again let the audience laugh continuously.

After the interaction was completed, Liu Fan continued to follow his own rhythm: "Wow... Kacha, go, hit two or two more."

You Ruyun counted with his fingers: "Is this enough to drink four taels?"

But Liu Fan then pointed: "Wow... Kacha, hit two or two more."

You Ruyun turned his head: "Still drinking?"

Liu Fan nodded and said: "Wow... Kacha! Well, I can't drink this time."

You Ruyun was puzzled: "Why don't you drink this time?"

Liu Fan spread his hands and looked helpless: "My house has collapsed."

You Ruyun curled his lips: "Hey, it's too rainy."

This burden made hundreds of spectators laugh at the scene again!
In the CCTV live broadcast room, the audience was also amused by Liu Fan's baggage, and the comment area quickly swiped the screen.

"Hahahaha, this cross talk is so fun!"

"I declare that I am in love with the cross talk between these two people!"

"They must be able to pass the preliminaries, right?"

"Upstairs, remove the word bar, this is walking, haha!"

"Which master's disciples are these two, they have such profound cross talk skills."

"Hey, Liu Fan is my boss, do you know that? The king of Weibo, he invented the watch I bought last year."

"Damn, it's him, I've already had the impression of saying that!"

"Hey, I also have an impression. There are a lot of jokes about him on the Internet in the past two days."

"Sure enough, jokes connect with jokes, they're all so funny!!!"

The barrage chat in the comment area was very cheerful. Niu Tianbo took a look and found that the response from netizens was not bad, so he decided to continue to broadcast the cross talk between Liu Fan and Liu Fan.

In the recording scene of Group D, Liu Fan and Liu Fan continued their cross talk.

Liu Fan just finished talking about another burden, waved his hand and said, "Of course, what I said just now was a joke, and the real thing is that we still have to implement it in reading and writing."

You Ruyun turned his head and nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

Liu Fan stretched out his hand: "What do artists fight for in the end? Culture!!! We are ordinary cross talk artists, but we also have ambitions, and we are willing to learn from those literary giants."

You Ruyun expressed that he was a little surprised, and let out a "Yo".

Liu Fan said: "For example, there is a great writer in France in Europe named Molière. I learn from him."

"How to study?" You Ruyun was puzzled.

"He is Molière of France, and I will be China's silent mourner from now on."

You Ruyun was amused: "Mourning in silence? This is not just death."

Liu Fan seemed to have just realized that he had made a mistake: "No, it's Molière from Huaxia. I also like to write when it's okay. I can write poems and couplets to cultivate my sentiments. Although my level is limited, I still need to practice."

You Ruyun: "Hey, do you have any works?"

Liu Fan straightened his chest: "Yes."

You Ruyun didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he pointed directly at the audience and said, "Then read your work to us all."

Seeing that You Ruyun was taking the lead in doing things, the audience in the audience also erupted and applauded one after another. What's more, they blew hooligan whistles directly.

Liu Fan was a little shy, and covered his face with his hands: "Okay, since you encourage me so much, I will read it to you."

Liu Fan took out a fan out of nowhere, took it in his hand, opened it suddenly, and said, "I wrote a poem called "Eight Hopes."

You Ruyun looked confused again: ""Eight Hopes"?"

Liu Fan hummed: "Yes, it's about eight hopes."

You Ruyun was interested, looking forward to it, and said, "That's a good relationship, please read it to us!"

Liu Fan raised his voice, coughed, and read:

"Count nine in the middle of winter to look forward to spring, and in the middle of the night to look forward to the morning sun.

Huarongyue is looking forward to big money, and idle mistresses are looking forward to rogues.

At night, the jackal looks forward to the female ghost, and the single old man looks forward to the aunt.

Acting is looking forward to winning awards, singing a song is looking forward to death. "

After speaking, Liu Fan smiled embarrassedly.

You Ruyun next to him and the audience in the audience laughed. Since You Ruyun was recording a program, he restrained his laughter. The audience and judges in the audience did not have this scruple, and the laughter continued. With the applause, it stopped after dozens of seconds.

When the audience stopped laughing, You Ruyun immediately asked: "Co-author, you have been looking forward to winning awards since you were a child, and now you are looking forward to dying in the singing industry. Are you lacking in virtue?"

After finishing speaking, You Ruyun added to the audience: "The audience friends may not know that Liu Fan is not only an actor, he also released songs recently and became a singer, but it seems that his purpose is not pure!"

The audience laughed in unison, Liu Fan hurriedly wiped the sweat off his brow, and quickly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a joke, I have always cooperated with the seniors in our music circle, don't frame me.

Closer to home, let's talk about cross talk, we used to be serious literati, write out couplets, and exchange them for money. "

You Ruyun clapped his hands: "Couples are valuable."

Liu Fan raised his hand, pointing and drawing in the air: "The couplets pay attention to the neatness of the confrontation, the upper couplet, the lower couplet, and the horizontal comment, that is really knowledgeable!" He compared his thumbs. "We also write sometimes, but you can hear it as a cross talk couplet as soon as you hear it."

You Ruyun became interested: "Then you can still hear it? You can learn one!"

Liu Fan pretended to be modest: "I write what I write."

You Ruyun still didn't give up: "I'll give you a question, can you write it?"

Liu Fan quickly waved his hand: "Don't hurt me."

You Ruyun spoke again: "I'll come up with a topic at will, and you can write a copy for the official. If you know it, you can say it. If you don't, then we'll pull it down."

Hearing You Ruyun's topic, Liu Fan tugged at his coat: "For those who are officials? Then write for those in the old society."

You Ruyun was dissatisfied: "Why only the old society, the new society, and the old society together."

Liu Fan couldn't help wiping the sweat off his brow: "Don't act like this."

Seeing Liu Fan showing a bit of timidity, the audience panicked. The audience applauded again, but Liu Fan couldn't get off the stage. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and cast a vicious glance at You Ruyun. This vicious look was accurately captured by the camera. Then it was released on the screen alone.

You Ruyun shuddered after him, causing the audience to cheer again.

Liu Fan pretended to ponder: "Then I wrote a comparison between old and new officials. The first couplet is: red rice, pumpkin soup, one wife, and a group of children."

You Ruyun looked at him, "Where is the second line?"

Liu Fan: "White rice, bastard soup, ten children, and a bunch of wives!"

You Ruyun said: "Oh, horizontal criticism?"

Liu Fan said: "Shuanggui sooner or later!"

You Ruyun: "Hey, that's Shuanggui."

Hearing this, the audience below applauded, this irony is fine!The on-site director next to him heard it, and couldn't help but feel cold sweat on his forehead. This is a bit dangerous! ! !

Regardless of the program group's thoughts, Ruyun smiled and said: "Hey, yes, that's a shuanggui."

Liu Fan shook his head: "I can't get in touch with this, and I can't write it so thoroughly."

You Ruyun said: "If we can't get in touch, how about we find someone who can and write a couplet for me and my girlfriend?"

Liu Fan said, "Okay."

You Ruyun was very happy, "Then tell me, who is the Shanglian?"

Liu Fan pondered, "A hero's sword never grows old!"

You Ruyun: "Where's the second line? Where's my wife?"

Liu Fan put on a coquettish posture, and made a face, "I still have the charm of my old lady!"

puff!
The audience were all overjoyed, some drinking water spouted all the water in their mouths: "Hahahahaha!"

You Ruyun was speechless, this man couldn't say anything good: "Hold criticism?"

Liu Fan said casually: "The dog man..."

Before the word "female" could be said, You Ruyun slapped him, "Fuck you!"

The cross talk is over!

　"The Scholar" is over, and I am not ashamed to ask for recommendations, collections, and rewards. Thank you, everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)