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

Chapter 357

All the people at the dinner table were quiet for a while.

He didn’t say that he was uncomfortable, he even smiled, but he was very reluctant and embarrassed, hiding a lot of things.

It’s a bit boring.

The atmosphere remained quiet for about five or six seconds.

Suddenly a hand was raised, and all eyes were attracted by this move. What they saw in their eyes was Wang Hepeng with a smile on their faces.

Yu Qian intended to let other gentlemen speak, and when he saw this one, he immediately greeted, “What are you going to do.”

“I’m a little embarrassed. The bullet screen was actually sent by me. I didn’t expect people to see it. Uncle took a screenshot. It’s so embarrassing.”

Ha ha!

In a word, there was a lot of laughter.

Yu Qian was happy too, my dear, how does this man’s brain grow?

And just like that, the atmosphere of the dinner was a little relaxed, otherwise no one would be able to speak.

“Senior Brother is too active.” Meng Hetang said in the laughter.

In fact, this thing is to let these gentlemen have a self-knowledge.

As soon as I got it, such a one was covered up,

Yu Qian didn’t delay anything. He started the next step and glanced at Luan Yunping, “I asked you to prepare it. Have you prepared it?”

“Oh, ready, take it now?” Luan Yunping heard the sound and quickly got up from her seat.

“Go get it.”

“okay.”

Nodded, Luan Yunping immediately left the own position and went to the kitchen. This scene made no one else understand. Why is there still something? Still selling off?

Time is short.

A group of people on the table saw Luan Yunping coming out with a basin with a lid on it. They didn’t know what it was.

After putting it down, Luan Yunping asked again, “Uncle, do you want to open it?”

“Open.”

When I said that, when I lifted one hand, the contents of this pot were exposed to the lineup.

When I saw it, a group of people had a distorted face, and even Yu Qian himself felt really bad.

It’s too dark to cook.

Banana stewed with winter melon.

Being together is terrible, I can’t tell who is who.

One piece of yellow and one piece of white.

Seeing this, Yu Qian explained, “It’s just too late to come, so today’s dinner can’t be cold. Whoever thinks that the barrage I will talk about later is to raise his hand, and then come such a spoon.”

Without waiting for a word, Yu Qian looked at the barrage of his mobile phone again and said, “‘There are too many shows, and the level of business has dropped significantly.’ This has to be raised. If you don’t raise your hand, you will be a spoonful per person. ”

Because of what Wang Hepeng did in the first place, all of these people also had a voice.

There is own real number in the heart.

The uncle is here, they can’t hide it.

“This should be me.”

The abrupt Yue Yunpeng raised his hand.

But it’s not just him. The same goes for Meng Hetang on his left. “I may have been a little bit more recently.”

They raised their hands together, and Yu Qian looked at him and said, “Okay, you just keep this. And Xiao Meng, are you on the show alone?”

“And me.” Zhou Jiuliang hurriedly straightened his hand, volunteering in a general state.

“Then they all come, Hepeng. You can get them for them!”

“good!”

With a promise, Wang Hepeng got up.

But just got up.

Yue Yunpeng, Meng Hetang, and Zhou Jiuliang stood up first and added something to the bowl.

It’s better to make noodles and rice, otherwise I really won’t be able to eat it.

After all came back, Wang Hepeng looked at the things on the plate, really couldn’t stand it, holding the spoon and spit out, “Really, this is such a gadget, I really don’t know how to think about it.

Absolutely unpalatable. ”

While talking, Wang Hepeng made a spoonful for each of them.

After making a spoonful, Zhou Jiuliang first took a closer look and smelled the contents of the bowl, retching inexplicably.

Even worse when poured in a bowl.

Seeing everything is in place, Yu Qian is satisfied, once again picking up the desktop mobile phone.

“Bungee all day, the airport catwalk, like an idol! Come on, which man raise his hand.”

This sentence was smashed, there is nothing to say, Zhang Jiuling watched the uncle raise his hand, “Uncle, I want to claim the whole day.”

“Is there you? Okay, Hepeng!”

Needless to say, Hepeng went around and gave Zhang Jiuling such a spoon. Before he went back, Yu Qian suddenly called Wang Hepeng.

It’s like asking if there is him in it.

Wang Hepeng was aggrieved for a while, put down his things, “Master, I want to eat. But I hardly participate in variety shows, let alone the airport where I can go.

I can shake them clean. ”

Yu Qian: “I remember someone photographed you, get out of the way.”

Wang Hepeng: “Master, pat on the shoulder is also considered.”

When two people came back and forth, many people were laughing, and Gao Feng who was sitting next to him was also laughing dumbly. This can be heard as a cross talk.

Smiling and taking a breath, Yu Qian waved his hand, “Come on, let’s change something.”

“There’s more!” Gao Feng was frightened, and opened his mouth slightly. This thing is uncomfortable enough, and if anything else, it may be more disgusting.

Luan Yunping went again and again, put it on the desktop and opened it, and many people made an ouch.

Coriander mixed with houttuynia cordata.

People who like this thing like it, but they really don’t like it if they don’t like it.

Cilantro and Houttuynia are both.

Wang Hepeng himself didn’t like it very much, but if he insisted on eating it, he could eat it. But judging from the painful expressions of the people at the scene, it seemed that he almost didn’t like it.

The moment he opened it, Yu Qian continued to own things, asking them to reflect on their own problems while having fun, “¨”This barrage is! You can listen, but you can’t laugh.”

Gao Feng, who was sitting next to him, slowly raised his hand.

His style is like this, the traditional fan, the old art style.

It is true that many young viewers say that, and he also knows himself.

“Give it to me! Give this to me!” Wang Hepeng got up again, leaned forward, took the plate with coriander and Houttuynia cordata, and said while scooping it, “Crosstalk is just for listening, right? There is no barrage. ”

Take a good scoop and put it in his bowl.

These brothers all saw it, and Gao Feng even said thank you.

And looking at this thing again, Wang Hepeng was also a little helpless. He smiled bitterly. He can eat by himself, but it is definitely not delicious.

It’s no different from raw pharynx Gan.

“Senior Brother, this is great.” Zhang Helun stretched out a thumb.

Yu Qian also saw Wang Hepeng in his eyes, and continued with a smile on the next one, “The basic skills are really not good, it depends on the fans.”

“Go! Master, brother! Give this to me.”

Dalin, who has not spoken all the time, added a sentence at this time, and now he still thinks that own is not good enough.

Yu Qian nodded in agreement.

But there was something wrong with Wang Hepeng here, and he walked a few steps to Yu Qian’s side and asked curiously. “Uncle, can I see your screenshot?”.