Hou Minglou laughed and cursed.
The audience's resistance to the new format had already disappeared.
In its place.
It was a figure that was leaning forward and backward, laughing heartily!
Hou Minglou was clear.
This performance was already a success!
What he needed next.
It was a perfect ending.
He cleared his throat.”
Gao Feng immediately went on stage.
"Today's broadcast will teach you a foreign language.”
He looked serious.
It really looked decent.
Sun Yue raised her eyebrows and pointed.""This looks like it.”
Gao Feng continued.
This was a very classic scene of his.
" Just past six o'clock yesterday," he clapped his hands." A few Japanese people were sitting downstairs at our house eating breakfast.”
Sun Yue nodded." Oh, it seems like you're learning Japanese."”
He was actually praising him.
Hou Minglou also had a gratified expression on his face.
It was as if he was saying that there was finally someone he could take out.
Gao Feng continued,"They only eat youtiao, but they've never seen it before."”
"They don't know if they should break this thing apart, bite it directly, or pray before eating it.”
Sun Yue was shocked.
"Bye-bye after eating fried dough sticks?"
"Who's worshipping youtiao!"
Gao Feng continued to talk to himself,"I'll hurry over and nod at them."”
"Ohayou, Gusinas…"
A string of Japanese words came out of his mouth.
It was actually quite smooth.
Sun Yue was a little confused.
"Why don't I understand this?"
"What do you mean?"
Gao Feng began to explain.
"I'm very enthusiastic."
" Let me say hello first: 'Ohayu, Gusinas.' This is good morning.”
“……”
He explained word by word.
"We'll start dividing the youtiao later."
"You take one, I take two, and he takes three.”
"He takes three, I take two, and you take one.”
"This is Japanese."
he said.
Someone quickly repeated,"Ninayi, Wonaliang, Tanasa!"”
Sun Yue trembled.
Wasn't this just reading the words a little faster?
Before he could say anything.
"The Japanese were very happy and gave me a thumbs up.”
"Oh my, your Japanese language is really good. I have to learn from you.”
He said this in a dialect.
"Hey, hey, hey." Sun Yue quickly stopped him.
"Why does this Japanese speak in such a manner?”
"You've already taught me to this extent. Hurry up and get down!”
Sun Yue couldn't stand it anymore.
"None of your radio stations are decent!”
Hou Minglou smiled.
"Isn't it going to collapse?"
"Come on, stop it!"
Sun Yue scolded him jokingly.
The eight people on the stage bowed to the audience.
"Good!"
The audience below the stage was already boiling with excitement.
He didn't care if this was a recording studio.
The atmosphere was extremely lively.
All of them were clapping and cheering.
Such a scene.
It was really rare!
Old Guo walked over.
"What you said today is not bad."
Hou Minglou nodded.”
"Yes, I'll deduct your salary when we go back."
Old Guo's words scared the few people on the stage so much that their legs went weak, and they almost fell to the ground.
After a joke.
"Why are you acting in this?" Guo Zheng asked.”
"I've never seen such a thing before.”
"Yes, I haven't acted much in the past." Hou Minglou said bluntly.
"The main thing is to bring Martial Nephew and let everyone get to know him.”
"There are many outstanding actors in Deyun Club, and their performances are also very exciting.”
"Fine, you haven't even acted yet, but you're advertising again.”Old Guo and the audience laughed.
He quietly changed the topic.
"Aren't you worried that you'll screw up your acting in this new format?”
Hou Minglou nodded.
"I'm definitely worried.”
"After all, this kind of crosstalk drama is rare in the past.”
"However, I think our performance was quite successful.”
He didn't mention too much.
Worried…
There definitely was!
Was there any difference in the audience's ability to accept the news in this era compared to ten years later?
No one could guarantee it.
If it wasn't for the fact that he knew that his first round's results were very good, he would have been able to win.
He didn't dare to do it like this and would put it at the back.
"Looks like you're quite bold."
Old Guo teased.
"Of course. Can't you tell if he's brave or not?”
Hou Minglou also smiled.
Old Guo looked at him resentfully.
"Alright, we can't agree on this.”
"Alright, I'll go down first."
"Why is Guo Qilin standing behind us? Why didn't he say hello to your big brother?”
Hou Minglou didn't forget to smash his weapon before he left.
Old Guo was so angry that he pretended to kick him.
Laughter filled the venue.
However, the expression backstage was not so good.
He originally thought that Hou Minglou might screw up this time.
But he didn't expect it.
He could also play with this kind of thing and make it live!
Song Xiaobao suddenly felt a little nervous and took a sip of water.
He suddenly remembered.
Before he came, his master had entrusted him with this task.
"Give it your all and win if you can."
"It's normal that you can't win. Don't be discouraged.”
"Hou Minglou…is at the level of a Master!”
Sigh.
Song Xiaobao sighed.
Work hard.
Let's see if they can get second place in the first round.
Hou Minglou led everyone back to the backstage.
They were waiting for the results of the competition.
That look.
It was as if he did not care about winning or losing at all.
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