Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 65
After Lin Qingfeng finished speaking, Zhang Yunshun who was next to him responded in surprise, and asked directly:
"Have you practiced martial arts yet!?"

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and said triumphantly:

"That's right! Our family can be regarded as a family of martial arts! Dad is a martial arts practitioner. If you ask around, there is no one who doesn't know. Everyone respectfully calls him Flying on the Grass!"

Zhang Yunshun took a step back in an instant, pointed at Lin Qingfeng and said, "Your father is a snitch?"

Lin Qingfeng immediately counterattacked: "You are the Snitch! My dad is good at his lightness kung fu!"

"On the second floor, I went up in one fell swoop! From here to there, I just passed by one leg. There is no door that can block him, and there is no lock that can block him!"

Zhang Yunshun clapped his hands and said, "It's still a thief! The locks are all up."

Lin Qingfeng sighed and explained: "What are the thieves doing? It's their job to open the lock!"

"It's the safe in the bank. My dad got a piece of celery and opened it!"

"And let's talk about it. Although my father is so capable, we two brothers want to learn martial arts, but my father can't teach them. They have to be sent to learn martial arts..."

On the stage, Lin Qingfeng and Zhang Yunshun were talking cross talk with each other.

Outside the theater, many people were holding their mobile phones and looking at their computers.Laughing together with the audience.

Of course, not everyone is in such a good mood.

In a certain room, there were several people with serious faces, watching Lin Qingfeng's performance as if they were waiting in battle.

The person in the lead is Song De who posted the video on the Internet today!

Song De was not in the mood to listen to what Lin Qingfeng said on stage.

Because this is another lost show!
Faced with the lost traditional cross talk, Song De actually loves and hates it.

Because I have to rely on traditional cross talk to make money, earn subsidies and research funding.

Not only that, but you can also make a name for yourself.

The more fame you get, the more money you can make!
But now, traditional cross talk is no longer in the hands of oneself.

Now every time Lin Qingfeng talks about a traditional cross talk, the traditional cross talk that he "restored" at the beginning is in danger of being exposed.

Today, traditional comic dialogue has begun to threaten its own reputation and wealth.

This made Song De very distressed.

I used to be able to make money by relying on traditional cross talk, but now I am not only afraid to make money, but may even lose money!

It would be great if the traditional cross talk was really lost!

Never expose yourself!

Song De thought so in his heart, and his hatred for Lin Qingfeng grew more and more.

"Pfft!"

A muffled laugh seemed extraordinarily abrupt in this originally serious room!

Song De's face sank all of a sudden!
who is this!

Seeing Lin Qingfeng's cross talk, he dared to laugh!
Frowning and staring, he turned his head and saw that several of his apprentices were standing obediently like normal people, with serious faces, looking at the small mobile phone on the table without blinking.

Looking at the serious faces of his apprentices, Song Deyu couldn't say anything, he could only stare fiercely, and then turned his attention to the phone.

The mobile phone is still playing Lin Qingfeng's cross talk.

In the screen, Lin Qingfeng said loudly:
"Of course there must be a contract!"

"I studied with the teacher for 10 years and 8 years, and I went out to get a car and hit him to death. I deserve it!"

"The teacher said you couldn't be angry, you died in the well, you deserve it! The teacher doesn't care if you are responsible!"

"My father was in tears, but he gritted his teeth for the future of the two children: Teacher, please write!"

Zhang Yunshun said from the side: "Is this really written?"

Lin Qingfeng waved his hand, and continued: "The teacher ordered: Put the incense hall! Put the incense burner, wax, wax and tribute candlestick in front, and hang the portrait of our patriarch high in the back!"

Zhang Yunshun asked: "Do you have a master in your profession?"

"Wow"

"Who is it?"

"Qu Yuan!"

A burst of uncontrollable laughter came from behind Song De.

"Hmm, hum, hum!!!"

This laughter made Song De's veins stand up!
As soon as you hear this voice, you know that it is not a person who is laughing!

Song De's eyes were about to burst into flames at that time, and when he turned his head to look, several people were still looking at the phone screen with serious faces.

It's as if nothing happened just now!
Song De immediately said sharply:

"Who laughed just now! Get out!"

Several apprentices looked at Song De.But they all remained motionless.

No one told the truth, and no one said much.

Song De was furious all of a sudden!
These apprentices had treated themselves positively and negatively before, and they made a fool of themselves yesterday, but today they dare not give themselves face!

I really thought I would charge you some money!

I have to get used to you guys!
If it weren't for the fear that no one could command him, he would have kicked these people out of the division long ago!

"Get out!"

Song De shouted angrily!

A few students walked out of the hut like nothing happened.

Only Song De was left sulking here.

"Those who are riding horses, sooner or later, they will also be fired, and then a new batch of apprentices will be recruited!"

After cursing a few words, Song De vented a little.

Alone now.

Then watch Lin Qingfeng's live broadcast for yourself!
In the room, Song De watched the live broadcast alone, frowning.

Outside the house, several apprentices who just came out were chatting together, not paying any attention to what happened just now.

"Hey! Did you see that face of Quide just now? It's as ugly as a rotten persimmon soaked in water!"

"Damn it! You really sound like that!"

"We've been unlucky today, and we've been dragged here by this Queer to be used as tools."

"Hey, who knows what's going on in this wicked mind. Come on, go out to dinner!"

"Guys, let me tell you the truth. My family called me yesterday and said that the family has no spare money to feed this bottomless pit. I'm going to stop talking about cross talk."

"I'm not going to follow him anymore. I'm talking about cross talk to make money. I've spent more than 20 yuan in it. I really don't want to stick to it."

"Hey, you need money to learn something, you need money to participate in training, you need money to be a teacher, and you need money to go out to perform!"

"That's not even counting the money we gave as gifts!"

"That's right, in which year's Mid-Autumn Festival and birthday, don't you get a gift of thousands of dollars!"

"I used to have a pretty good family. I came here because I liked it. Let's not talk about the money or the money. I don't see any ability to learn just by collecting money!"

"That's right, you don't need to read the lines before the last scene, just tell me to speak directly from the teleprompter. Is this something worth learning?"

"Didn't we learn to give gifts and persuade wine to help the master? It's our good fortune to say so wickedly!"

"This ghost is wicked! Sooner or later, he will be punished!"

While cursing, several people strolled outside.

While walking, suddenly one of them said:
"Old people, if you really want to talk about cross talk, or else let's go to Qingyun club!"

(End of this chapter)