Xue Yang went down to get the gravy while Ding Zhaokun and Zhao Liying continued their conversation.
Ding Zhaokun turned to Zhao Liying and said,""Come, stand up. Let me tell you, when that teacher from the Brilliant Path of Light comes, you have to give me face. This is the best opportunity in my life, understand? Grandpa has been training you for more than forty years.”
Zhao Liying pouted,"Grandpa, how old am I?"”
Ding Zhaokun had his reasons. He explained,"I've trained your father for more than 30 years. Your father is a semi-finished product. I've already trained him to become the head of the cultural station.”
"Yes!"
"Make up your mind."
Zhao Liying looked at the audience nervously and raised her little hand to swear,""I swear, the waves of Honghu will beat the waves, and the waves of the Yangtze River will beat the waves before them. Each wave will be stronger than the last, and my father will be slapped on the beach!”
"Ambition!"
Ding Zhaokun gave him a thumbs up.
At this moment, Xue Yang also came up with a bowl of gravy."Sigh, he's here."
Ding Zhaokun brought the braised wine to Zhao Liying's mouth.""Come, drink this gravy first. The child is hungry.”
Zhao Liying took a sip and said bitterly,"Ah, Grandpa, it's a little salty."
"It's okay. Go and salt the whole bowl of water."
"Free water, right?"
"Just plain water will do."
Although Xue Yang felt that this grandfather and grandson pair were too stingy, the customer was God after all, so he went to help him find water. However, he did not forget to complain,"Really!"
Xue Yang had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard cheers from below the stage. At this moment, the guest specially invited by Xue Yang was the famous host in the country, Teacher Bi.
Backstage.
When Shen Teng and Song Dabao saw Mr. Pen on stage, they were also surprised.
They had not expected him to be invited to this show.
Xue Yang was already very popular. How could the votes not be high if they invited Second Master Bi, who was also very popular, to act as an assistant?
"Amazing, you actually invited Second Master Bi!”
"Teacher Bi doesn't act in skits, right? Why did you come to help Xue Yang?"
"I don't know about anything else, but this is the first time I've seen Second Master Bi appear on the stage of a skit.”
"233333, how can Xue Yang let the other guests play? He has to give others a chance to win, right?”
"Although these words sound arrogant, there's nothing wrong with them!”
……
Teacher Bi's appearance on stage was unexpected to the guests. The only thing they knew was that this episode was likely to be over again.
Back on the stage, Xue Yang was looking for water when he suddenly saw Teacher Pen. He grabbed his hand and refused to let go."Aiya, aiya, don't move. Aiya, aren't you that person?”
"Who?" Teacher Bi asked honestly.”
Xue Yang held his forehead as he recalled in his heart: "Are you that…confused, don't be noisy, don't be noisy…Guo Degang? Not Guo Degang…Wu Yibo? No! Old Bi? Are you Teacher Bi?"
Guo Degang and Wu Yibo, who were teased by Xue Yang, looked at each other and were speechless.
However, he was still very glad that he was not the only one who was shot this time. There was someone else who was going to die with him!
"My surname is Bi.”
"Oh my god, Teacher Bi is here. Why are you out? Oh my god, someone come quickly, don't let him escape…Teacher Bi…Elder Bi…"
The extremely excited Xue Yang grabbed the pen teacher's hand and refused to let go. The pen teacher was so scared that he tried to break free several times.
At this moment, Ding Zhaokun, who heard Xue Yang's voice, came out of the Scottish Restaurant and said unhappily,""Hey, hey, what are you doing? Why are you making so much noise?!”
Xue Yang pointed at Teacher Pen and said excitedly again,"Teacher Bi!"
Ding Zhaokun nodded." I know. This is the guest I want to invite."”
"Oh my god, Teacher Bi, can you take a photo for me?”
At this moment, Xue Yang took out a camera from somewhere and desperately wanted to take a photo with Teacher Bi.
Ding Zhaokun waved his hand at Xue Yang, then greeted the brush teacher kindly,""You go first. You just arrived, right? Oh my god, I've been waiting here for half a day!”
Teacher Bi didn't know Ding Zhaokun and asked politely,""Hello, hello! May I know who you are…"
Ding Zhaokun didn't say anything. Instead, he asked,"Who are you looking for?"
Teacher Bi took out his notebook and said to Ding Zhaokun,""I'm looking for Ding Tiezhu, the station chief of the Lotus Village Cultural Station.”
"I found the right person!"
"This is Ding Tiezhu's father, I'm…" Xue Yang pointed at Zhao Liying.
Teacher Bi was confused. Luckily, Zhao Liying explained,""No, Ding Tiezhu is my father."
"I'm Ding Tiezhu's father. Aren't you looking for your father? No, you…you should be looking for him!”
Ding Zhaokun realized that nothing he said was right, so he simply stopped talking.
Teacher Bi was also a little confused and made a mistake when he opened his mouth."Father…no…that…I'm looking for your son.”
"He's waiting for you in the village. Aiya, the village is so grand. The township head and secretary are all waiting for you there.”
Ding Zhaokun made a photo gesture as he spoke."Set up a hall. When you're done, make a big room and get you a big photo. Hang it in the middle. There are flowers all around!”
Teacher Bi felt that something was wrong when he heard that. He pulled Ding Zhaokun and said,"Brother, what color are those flowers?”
"White and yellow."
Hearing Ding Zhaokun's words, Teacher Bi's anxious heart calmed down. He thought that he was mourning him, but before he could feel at ease, Ding Zhaokun's next words made him skip a beat." It's so beautiful, really. The commoners are all holding pens and waiting, waiting, crying, waiting for you…"
"Why are you crying?"
"Cry…Are you excited? Go ahead…Come on!”
Teacher Bi quickly refused. He was here to do business."No, no, then let's go to the village!”
Ding Zhaokun naturally had a way to deal with it. He said cunningly,"The villagers arranged for me to have a meal in Tieling first and then go there after that. What do you think?”
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