"Based on my many years of experience, the second or third option is more advantageous.”
On the way to the Shi Family Compound, Ruan Yunping was analyzing Zhao Yunsheng.
They were the first to choose, so of course, they had to choose a suitable one.
"Why don't they like to act in the first one? It's because the audience has to enter the venue and look for seats.”
What Ruan Yunping said made sense.
Although Zhao Yunsheng rarely went on stage, she still understood this point.
"The first one might have some baggage that was ruined. The audience might not have heard the first few things.”
"Yes."
"The first one is more difficult because the first audience is still distracted. The rest are the same.”
According to Ruan Yunping, it would be best if they were the second or third to go up.
Zhao Yunsheng and Ruan Yunping were the first to arrive at the Shi Family Compound.
Yue Yunpeng had been waiting by the water token for a long time.
The water sign originated from the Beijing opera troupe in the past. It was a prop used to write the names of actors and plays.
It was because the name of the play and the actor could be washed away with water, so it was called a water sign.
Zhang Helun, Wang Jiulong.
Shaobing and Meng Hetang.
Zhang Jiuling and Qin Xiaoxian.
I admire the Nine Streams and the Nine Liang of Zhou.
They all arrived one after another.
"How do we arrange them?"
Yue Yunpeng's target was Zhao Yunsheng and Ruan Yunping.
Last night, Old Guo had already said to let the two of them choose first. No one else would dare to be rash.
"How about this, you guys fight among yourselves. We'll be fifth.”
Zhao Yunsheng stepped forward and wrote his and Ruan Yunping's names on the water token.
"Then Brother Mo, where are the others?”
"The key is that someone gave me money, you know.”
Yue Yunpeng turned to Zhou Jiuliang and smiled slyly.
"Four thousand yuan."
Only then did Zhou Jiuliang come back to his senses.
"Foolish fool!"
Meng He Tang laughed at his misfortune.
"The main thing is that Meng Meng spent another 4,000 yuan.”
Yue Yunpeng was the quickest, and Meng He Tang quickly followed up with his words.
"It's mainly because I think…I'm the one who's spending money.”
"Ah, no, no!"
Yue Yunpeng then remembered that he had said the wrong name, but Meng He Tang had stopped him.
"I've already said it! I spent the money!"
"What's going on?"
Zhou Jiuliang looked confused.
"What did I just say?"
" Me? Meng Meng spent four thousand yuan, and then…"
"Wait a moment!"
Zhou Jiuliang came back to his senses and tugged at Meng Hetang.
"Didn't I spend the four thousand yuan?"
"Yes, we're all family."
"No, not anymore! Not anymore!"
Zhou Jiuliang rejected him immediately.
"These two just got divorced."
Zhang Helun was jeering at the side.
Meng Hetang smiled bitterly. She didn't want her partner just like that.
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"Is the official announcement disbanding?"
" Meng He Tang: Zhou Baobao doesn't love me anymore!”
"'Just left' is a very appropriate description!”
"Isn't this separation?"
"So that's where the 4,000 yuan was spent.”
"Brother Mo and Brother Ruan are calmly standing at the side.”
"Fifth, I'll have to wait for a long time.”
"I'm here for Little Brother San."
"In the end, it's still Ding Ke."
"Hahaha, 4,000 yuan was wasted.”
"Zhou Baobao is suffering.”
"Friendship first, competition second? Is this still the German Sports Association?"
"That's why the German Movement Club is a big happy family.”
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In the end, the order of appearance was settled.
First, Meng He Tang and the sesame seed cake.
The second was Zhang Helun and Wang Jiulong.
The third is Zhou Jiuliang of Shangjiu Stream.
The fourth was Zhang Nine-Zero and Qin Xiaoxian.
The fifth place was naturally Zhao Yunsheng and Ruan Yunping.
They entered the waiting area.
Their respective teams were still stroking each other.
"I feel even more nervous about going on stage.”
Meng He Tang felt uneasy. Zhao Yunsheng, who was sitting beside him, patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay. What's there to be afraid of? Just treat it as a small theater performance.”
"It would be great if it was a small theater performance. Master and Master Qian are all staring at it.”
Shaobing sighed.
This was the only thing they were nervous about.
"We're still the first. This guy, if he doesn't start well, he'll be struck by Master.”
Meng He Tang smiled bitterly.
At this moment, Yue Yunpeng, who had just gone to report to Old Guo and Teacher Yu, walked back.
"Well, the performance is starting. The first group will go first.”
"It's starting already?"
Meng He Tang and the sesame seed cake were stunned. They looked at each other and stood up helplessly.
"It's okay. Don't worry."
Zhao Yunsheng encouraged.
Meng Hetang and the sesame seed cake were already very nervous.
He changed into his coat and entered the stage from backstage.
For a moment, the two of them were stunned.
Old Guo and Teacher Yu were sitting below the stage.
Not only that, but there were also many old crosstalk masters.
Ma Zhiming, Tian Lihe, Yang Shaohua, Chang Baofeng, and Chang Baohua.
These five crosstalk masters were all old men of the Bao generation.
Even Old Guo had to respectfully address them as 'Sir' in front of them.
These five were also the most authoritative old men in the crosstalk world who recognized the De Yun Club and Guo Gang.
Shaobing and Meng Hetang looked at each other.
At this moment, they only felt their legs go weak.
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