Lao Baicai no matter how lively the topic of sharks is, he still cares about how to bring everyone's attention back and continue to tell his story.

In other words, the prince also fell in love with this girl on the sea, but one was on the sea, the other was shuttling, and it was at night, far away, and they couldn't see each other really brightly, but the prince remembered her unique voice. "The old man said.

"Alas," there was a bachelor who was fascinated by what he heard, and when he heard this, he unconsciously sighed in combination with his own life experience:

"If you want to say, haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run? Never holding hands with a woman doesn't mean that you can't imagine how beautiful the candles in the cave are, but when it comes to who can be lucky enough to hear the voice of a beautiful merman, it is simply a lottery hit. ”

"Hey, young man, love is sacred, aunt, I really can't get used to your statement, what is it called being hit by the lottery, that's 'how many times can the world smell' good, literary and artistic, don't be so cheesy." A thin middle-aged woman was obviously very dissatisfied with this new generation, and she didn't control it well for a while, so she directly taught this strange young man a lesson.

"AUNT, TAKE IT EASY, THIS IS NOT GOING TO HOLD A DANG CONGRESS, WHY ARE YOU SO SERIOUS?!, OUR NEW GENERATION JUST WANTS TO RELAX AND BE OURSELVES, ISN'T IT GOOD?" THIS YOUNG MAN OBVIOUSLY DIDN'T LIKE THIS AUNT'S REPRIMAND.

A generation has a generational point of view, and the values behind it, and it is clear that neither of them looks down on each other.

Lao Bai saw that the old and the young seemed to be pinching up, and quickly changed the topic: "The princess of Atlantis also seems to have taken a fancy to our prince." ”

"Congratulations, congratulations. "People are really focused on the story again.

"But," the old man paused, as if to sell something.

"What?"

"Hundred, let's talk about it quickly. ”

But the prince was immediately caught in a storm. In the face of the storm, what a big ship, that big, it's all bragging, it's just a small boat in the ocean, and it can't afford to be beaten at all. ”

"Wow. This story turned out to be about a traffic accident, and I love to hear it. "A patrol finally came to the spirit at this time.

"The big ship of Baiyue was thrown at a boulder under the action of the storm, and the hull of the ship was smashed to pieces. ”

"Hahaha, it turns out that Prince Baiyue is dead. "That bachelor was still envious of the prince's grace and blessing just now, and now, if there is any good way for him to exchange souls with the prince, this bachelor will not be as happy as he was just now.

"No," Lao Bai was very dissatisfied with the consistent unkind and unjust attitude of the Great Zhou people towards ethnic minorities, and continued:

"Our prince is alive and well, drifting on the sea like a coconut falling in the sea, and especially, in the end, he was rescued by the mermaid princess in a coma. ”

"Wow, Yanfu, Yanfu. The bachelor once again envied Prince Baiyue.

"It's a pity," Bai shook his head.

"What's a pity? Say it quickly! Why are you like this, panting for breath when you say anything, and you still take on and turn around, which always gives people an unexpected ending?!"

"Why don't you think about it differently, isn't Lao Bai's skill a storyteller should have? It's like carrying a rod in front of a monkey, and a handful of bananas are tied to the rod, and this banana attracts the monkey to eat, but it can't reach it, and it's only half a hand's distance away, so that the monkey has to keep moving forward according to the needs of people. This is the style of storytelling, which is fascinating and dangerous. ”

"Hehe, aren't many fantasy authors like this, at first, it made the clouds and mountains foggy, making people like in this mountain, the clouds are deep and unknown, but as a result, in fact, the ending tastes like chewing wax, all the previous burials are now filling in the pits, and readers have found that they are all filling in the pits. ”

"Giggles, you're amused. ”

"Giggles, brother, you have a good chest and a good level of speech, that's what it's all about, that's it!"

"Ha, with your approval, I am content. ”

"Ignoring the discussion of these idle people, he continued his slow rhythm and continued:

"When our prince wakes up, ah......"

"We all know the story you told about this old sesame seed rotten grain, when your prince woke up, he found a girl guarding him and helping him with artificial respiration, and he was very grateful to this girl, so he decided to marry her. ”

"Huh?" Lao Bai was like a spoiler for the play he had just started, and he felt that his creative rights had been offended and stolen, and that they had been vulgarized and distorted to steal it, and he was extremely angry and unwilling to do so.

After a mental struggle with himself, Lao Bai restarted the topic like this: "The country where the four seasons are like spring is the most suitable for honeymoon, and the hospitable people of Baiyue welcome you." ”

The crowd applauded and applauded Lao Bai's unwavering adherence to his story, although his story was indeed a bit old-fashioned.

"So, what happened later?" it turned out to be the little scholar who asked the question.

The little scholar was originally waiting for the judges who were tasting and evaluating the works of the contestants, but he was busy and didn't pay much attention to the stories told by the hundreds.

At this time, after the judges scored by themselves, they began to enter the private stage of collective evaluation, and it seemed that there was no gap for the contestants to slip through the beard, so the little scholar began to pay attention to the story of this old hundred.

As a result, the little scholar, who is always a few beats slower, got a group of boos from the young people, and at the same time, he also got a lot of praise from aunts like Chaoyang and the old janitors.

"Hey, it's still a young man who is a reliable little scholar, and he can inherit our ancient traditions and culture, and he is a good seedling. ”

"At least, people are patient and inquisitive, and they are better than the bear children who only know how to gnaw at the old and let him do something, and don't have any civilized genes!"

Received unanimous praise from the old people, Qingwen pretended to be a little scholar very embarrassed, she didn't like to be opposed to the majority of young people, and she was even more reluctant to please the old people, but, contrary to her wishes, what Qingwen did was very in line with the old people's minds, and it was very different from other young people.

"Alas, why don't you say it," Qingwen remembered: "Xiaobao likes to say that Qingwen has an old soul." ”

Well, the biggest characteristic of Qingwen with an old soul is, of course, that is, Bao inquired, when people are starting to get tired of Lao Bai's old stories and clichéd narrative methods, only one person still maintains a strong interest in him, from the content of the story itself, to the way the story is spoken, this person is Qingwen.

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