"Let's give our audience a bow. Thank you for your support.”
Old Guo and the five old gentlemen were in front, leading the disciples to bow to the audience.
After a round of applause, the audience left the stage one after another.
Old Guo led the disciples to a blackboard covered by a curtain.
"There is a curtain hanging in front of you. On it is written the scores given to you by the audience.”
The people behind Old Guo didn't look relaxed.
Even Zhao Yunsheng was a little nervous.
After all, they were spectators.
There were too many things that they were interested in.
No one knew if he would be recognized.
"Come, Yue Yunpeng, open the curtain.”
Old Guo called Yue Yunpeng forward.
The red curtain was lifted. On the first row of the blackboard were everyone's names, and under each name was their score.
This glance swept over.
Obviously, Zhao Yunsheng and Qin Xiao had the most free time.
"Heh, some are more, some are less."
Old Guo snorted lightly. His tone was clearly displeased.
"Look here. The ones with the highest scores should be Qin Xiaoxian and Zhao Yunsheng. It can be seen that our profession has nothing to do with art.”
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. Old Qin only had a bitter smile on his face.
Old Guo's last sentence was clearly referring to him.
As for Zhao Yunsheng, everyone knew that she deserved it.
"Spectators, there are many young ladies, right? But if there are many young ladies, there shouldn't be fewer Meng He Candies.”
Old Guo pretended to be puzzled.
"Is it the melon that ate the sesame seed cake?"
Teacher Yu laughed dryly at the side.
"But this isn't our final score. We've been pleasantly surprised!”
Old Guo turned around and said respectfully.
"Please welcome Mr. Ma Zhiming, Mr. Tian Lihe, Mr. Yang Shaohua, Mr. Chang Baofeng, and Mr. Chang Baohua.”
The five old gentlemen slowly entered the venue with the help of the staff.
When they saw the five old gentlemen, the disciples hurriedly bowed respectfully and greeted them.
"Come, five old gentlemen, please sit down.”
Old Guo called out.
The five old men sat on the five armchairs in front of the disciples.
At this moment, Yue Yunpeng led the staff to push seven small boards over.
"These seven boards, one is mine, one is Teacher Yu's, and the other five are the five old gentlemen's.”
Old Guo glanced at his disciples who were filled with confusion and continued.
"As for mine, it's a deduction, and Teacher Yu's is an addition. The five old gentlemen have five votes for each of you, which is also an addition for you. However, if the old gentlemen are not satisfied with you, they can also deduct points.”
Old Guo explained. He waved at Yue Yunpeng, signaling him to open the curtain.
On Old Guo's board, other than Zhao Yunsheng and Ruan Yunping, everyone had drawn at least one line.
Qin Xiaoxian was slashed twice.
On Teacher Yu's wooden board, Zhao Yunsheng got three points, Ruan Yunping got one point, Meng He Tang and Zhang He Lun each got one point, and the others got nothing.
The wooden planks of the five old men were even more distinct.
Zhao Yunsheng added five votes to each of them.
The others had more or less lost points. Wang Jiulong, Zhang Jiuling, and Qin Xiaoxian didn't have a single vote.
"The difference in the score is too big!"
"So, the people who came today don't know how to listen to crosstalk!”
"It's not that they won't listen, but they're all brainless fans!”
"Old Qin has lost a lot of face.”
"Zhao Yunsheng didn't disappoint.”
"It's within my expectations."
"The old mister praised Zhao Yunsheng greatly.”
"Old Qin is going to be killed by his fans.”
"After all, he's too young."
"My heart aches for Old Qin!"
"Actually, Qin Xiao's words are passable.”
"That's just passable."
"Actually, to be honest, my basic skills are too poor.”
"The fire is burning too quickly. I'm too anxious."
"Hubby, you're so awesome!"
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"Zhao Yunsheng, her professionalism and basic skills are both very good. She can definitely perform on stage.”
Chang Baofeng spoke.
He said to Zhao Yunsheng with a smile.
"It's not easy for you to have such skills at your age. You still have to work hard and study.”
"Yes, compared to your junior brothers, your professional ability is very strong, but you have to be cautious.”
Ma Zhiming admired her very much. Perhaps he really saw Old Master Ma's figure in Zhao Yunsheng.
"As for the others, perhaps they're too nervous. We old men are affecting you here.”
Chang Baohua smiled kindly. This was a form of comfort.
"It's okay. You're still young. Just keep working hard.”
"That's right. When your master was young, he was also impetuous. He only calmed down after experiencing many things. You have to learn more from your master.”
Chang Baofeng said earnestly.
"I've learned my lesson."
The disciples hurriedly thanked him.
It was worth it for them to have these seniors here today.
As for the ranking, that was another matter.
"The biggest mistake you guys made today was being too serious. Little San was much more relaxed today, so he didn't speak so stiffly.”
Old Guo glanced at each disciple in front of him and then announced the rankings for the first round.
In the first episode, Zhao Yunsheng had undoubtedly taken Old Guo's golden rice bowl.
The first episode of Deyun's Laughter Society had finally come to an end.
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