Wang Cong, who ate this copper hot pot, was very comfortable, but Qiu Shi's mood was a little depressed, and he complained on the way back: "Brother Cong, I'm holding a pen, are you sure you want me to talk to you about cross talk?"

Wang Cong said confidently: "That's right, I'll write the paragraph when I go back at night, and you can read it when the time comes, and the biggest burden of this cross talk depends on you to shake it out." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Qiu Shi heard Wang Cong say this, he was even more anxious, the car soon came to the studio, Wang Cong got out of the car and hurriedly returned to the room, using the computer to type out the cross talk joke.

Qiu Shi was not in the mood to do anything else, so he sat next to Wang Cong and watched Wang Cong write jokes there, as Wang Cong wrote more and more, Qiu Shi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he laughed unconsciously.

"Ouch, Brother Cong, don't say it, this paragraph is well written. ”

Wang Cong ignored Qiu Shi's compliment, and just said casually: "What I have in this section is that this is only one of the worst." ”

"Just blow it!" Qiu Shi obviously thought that Wang Cong was really bragging.

By the time Wang Cong finished playing this cross talk work, it was already eleven o'clock, and Qiu Shi had already left to go back to sleep, Wang Cong shook his arm, but he didn't expect that he would have to type so many words in ten minutes of cross talk.

After saving the documents, Wang Cong took a shower and fell asleep on the bed.

Next!

Wang Cong was woken up by Qiu Shi, and unlike yesterday's anxious and hesitant expression, Qiu Shi seemed very excited today.

"Brother Cong, get up, your last paragraph is really amazing, mine practice hard, don't mess up. ”

Wang Cong opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Qiu Shi sitting in front of the computer, looking at the cross talk he wrote, struggling for a while, Wang Cong got up and said to Qiu Shi: "You should practice hard, don't forget the words when the time comes, it will be embarrassing, and Zhou Demin is more relaxed here." ”

After washing, Wang Cong had breakfast with Ye Hang and Qiu Shi, and after eating, Ye Hang continued to be busy with his work, and Wang Cong and Qiu Shi first corrected the words.

The two got acquainted with each other, and when they felt that there was nothing wrong with the joke, they came to the small theater of Deyun Club again.

Sun Desheng couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Wang Cong and Qiu Shi coming together, he was really not optimistic about what Wang Cong could say, but Sun Desheng still enthusiastically invited Wang Cong and Qiu Shi inside.

"Master Sun, No!" Wang Cong finished speaking and handed the work to Sun Desheng.

After Sun Desheng finished the cross talk written by Wang Cong, he looked at it carefully, and his expression changed from careless at the beginning to a happy smile.

"Okay, Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to be quite good at writing jokes, this work is really good, and there is a lot of baggage in it, no wonder you said that three people said it, it is indeed the case. ”

Hearing Sun Desheng's praise, Wang Cong thought in his heart that he liked this cross talk very much at that time, it was absolutely classic, and after thinking about it, he said to Sun Desheng: "Look, is it appropriate to ask Mr. Zhou Demin for this cross talk?"

Sun Desheng pondered for a moment and said, "No problem, let Demin praise you." ”

"Who am I cheering for?" Zhou Demin didn't know when he also arrived here.

"Haha, Demin, you came just in time, take a look, this is a work written by Brother Wang, ready for you to praise the two of them. Sun Desheng said happily to Zhou Demin.

Zhou Demin's expression was exactly the same as Sun Desheng at the beginning, and after watching it, he patted his thighs and applauded, and only after a moment of afterthought did he say: "Senior brother, when I watch this cross talk, I can make it into a final cross talk in the sealed performance!"

Sun Desheng agreed: "That's right, as long as this cross talk is arranged, mine will be ranked second-to-last, let Brother Wang dominate the scene!"

After the four of them discussed the work for a long time, Zhou Demin proposed to start practicing, and in order to keep the program secret, Zhou Demin, Wang Cong, and Qiu Shi came to a small rehearsal room, and the three of them muttered in it all morning.

By the time it was time to have lunch, Zhou Demin was already tired and out of breath, mainly because Zhou Demin had worked hard to teach Qiushi, but there was also something that surprised him, that is, Wang Cong, Wang Cong's performance was not seen to be an amateur player at all, that kind of typhoon, posture and mouth, as if he had deliberately practiced for many years, Zhou Demin was stunned when he saw it.

After lunch, the three of them continued to rehearse the show, because there was not much time left for the sealed performance, and halfway through the practice, Sun Desheng also came over to join in the fun, and taught the two of them a lot of things by the way.

Wang Cong's learning ability shocked Sun Desheng again, and at this moment, Sun Desheng couldn't help but think that if Wang Cong spoke cross talk in a down-to-earth manner, he might also get ahead.

"Brother Wang, I have to say, talent is so important, according to your talent, if you learn from a famous teacher for a few years, you will definitely become a generation of masters. Sun Desheng couldn't help but praise.

Wang Cong said politely: "Compared with you, I am still 108,000 miles away, and if I really learn it as a skill for eating, I may not be able to learn it so well." ”

When Sun Desheng heard Wang Cong's words, he couldn't help but cry and laugh, and there was an angry look in his smile.

Wang Cong and the three of them said from the beginning of the draft, when they practiced until the evening, they could already say that they had made great progress, and after eating in the evening, the three of them continued to rehearse, and this time Zhou Demin told the two about the behavior in the process of cross talk......

Deyun Club's sealed performance was in the National Palace Theater in the capital, and Wang Cong and Qiu Shi had been rehearsing with Zhou Demin for five days, and when they rehearsed for the last time, even Sun Desheng couldn't help but nod and said that he could perform on stage.

Wang Cong and Qiu Shi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, they didn't continue to practice tonight, they were ready to take a rest, sitting in the bedroom, Wang Cong was playing with a lot of VIP tickets in his hands, and there were many that were not distributed.

After counting the more than a dozen chapter tickets, Wang Cong thought for a moment and began to make a phone call.

"Hey, Ling Wei. I'll be in a show tomorrow, do you want to come and see it? ”

"What kind of performance?" Li Lingwei's faint tone revealed a hint of surprise.

"Tomorrow night at the National Palace Theater, brother, I want to talk about cross talk. Wang Cong said happily.

"It just so happens that I have an announcement in the capital during the day tomorrow, and I will ask the assistant to go to your studio to get tickets at that time. Li Lingwei hung up the phone after speaking.

Wang Cong didn't know that after Li Lingwei decided his phone, he dialed another phone and said, "Sister Ma, the announcement to go to Mingzhu tomorrow will be canceled, and we will go to the capital." ”

Ma Rui: "......"

Wang Cong continued to make phone calls.

"Hey, Brother Kou, do you want to listen to cross talk?"

"Hey, Qizhen, are you still busy with the new album? ”

......

Wang Cong hesitated on the last call, but still called Wen Qingya.

"Hey, Qingya, how has this time been?"

The other side of the phone was silent for a while and said, "It's okay, it's just a little annoying to watch those news every day." ”

"Have you returned to the capital?" Wang Cong continued.

"Well, the show in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is no longer recorded, I'm really not in the mood, is there something wrong with you?"

"Otherwise, let's go to the Palace of Nationalities tomorrow night to listen to cross talk, and I will also perform on stage. After Wang Cong finished speaking, hearing that Wen Qingya on the other side of the phone did not make a sound, Wang Cong continued: "The rumors will eventually be self-defeating, and many people you know will also come over tomorrow, are you afraid?"

Wen Qingya felt refreshed for a while after hearing this, yes, what is she afraid of, and Wang Cong and Wang Cong are not real, after figuring it out, the character of daring to love and hate has the upper hand again.

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow night!" Wen Qingya said dryly. (To be continued.) )