Fang Shan gave him a rather desperate answer: "Don't even think about it."
As he spoke, he seemed a little impatient and left Wei Sushen's consciousness. He said with a headache: "This is great, even I have been dragged into the water."
After saying that, he leaned against the wall in despair, burying his head in his arms, his shoulders shaking slightly.
Wei Sushen walked up to him and said calmly: "Stop pretending."
Fang Shan's shoulders shook even more.
Wei Sushen: "Two bottles of wine, raise your head."
The moment of hesitation represented Fang Shan's struggle. After a few seconds, he slowly raised his head, and the curve of his eyes and mouth proved his excitement.
"Should I be a compliment or a tease?" Wei Sushen said excitedly before waiting for an answer, "Both are more suitable for me. The host only needs to be responsible for the finishing touch."
Look at him like don't thank me when you talk.
"No need to bother." Wei Su Shen's eyes were smiling, but not much reached his eyes: "I can do this myself."
The two faced each other, one was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and the other was extremely frivolous, forming a sharp contrast.
But we have to admit that there is some coordination hidden in the contradiction.
The stalemate was quickly broken. Fang Shan and Wei Sushen turned away at the same time, each sighing. Speeches are just that. You can learn something by improvising. As a cross talker who is also good at rapping and rapping, it will be difficult to figure it out in just a few years.
Fang Shan downloaded a video at random. Wei Sushen had discovered a long time ago that the Internet speed would become extremely fast when he was close to the system. Even if the hotel had a power outage, it would not have much impact on him.
As if his voice was being read, Fang Shan raised his head and looked at Wei Su Shen warily: "Is the host talking bad about me?"
Wei Sushen: "I'm praising you."
Fang Shan doubted: "Really?"
Wei Sushen nodded with a very sincere expression.
Because she saw some appreciation in his eyes, Fang Shan didn't have too many doubts and showed Wei Sushen the video in the dim light outside the window.
"Try practicing with it first and see what the effect is."
Wei Sushen has a very strong memory and can basically grasp it after browsing it. Fang Shan is more simple and crude. He can directly extract information and copy and paste it into his own mind.
The two of them spoke to each other, and the lines were in perfect harmony. There was a hint of surprise in the rehearsal... It seemed easier than expected.
Fang Shan hid his emotions and said, "It's best to ask other people's opinions. We need an audience." After thinking for a while, he added: "This audience should not be engaged in their own business, have a lot of time, and have a certain understanding of cross talk." .”
Unknowingly, their eyes met in mid-air, and at the same moment, they blurted out: "Wei Su Pei."
Except for the last one, the previous two requirements seemed tailor-made for it.
Wei Sushen: "Xiao Pei has also attended a few cross talk shows, so he doesn't have any understanding."
Fang Shan rolled his eyes: "It's perfect. There's only one, how do you trick people into coming here?"
"Liar?" Wei Sushen frowned slightly, puzzled by his statement, and dialed the phone in front of Fang Shan: "Find a way to come out tomorrow, don't let your parents know."
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Wei Sushen's tone was quite gentle, but what he said was a bit heartbreaking: "I heard that your dad was kicked out of the circle of friends last time."
Without giving the other party a chance to speak, I hung up the phone and sent the location.
Fang Shan looked at him in surprise. The fact that the little fat man posted on Moments was unexpectedly learned when he met Pei Yang last time. Although not much time has passed in the real world, he has experienced a plane in the middle. It's a bit scary that after such a long time, it can still be remembered and used.
"Will he come?" The little fat man has a very good psychological endurance, and he may just have the mentality of breaking the jar.
Wei Sushen: "It doesn't matter. I also have other clues."
Fang Shan swallowed and asked cautiously: "How much?"
"From the age of six to now, a total of 896 items."
“…”
Fang Shan licked his dry lips: "Does the host have any clues about me?"
Wei Sushen looked at him with an indifferent expression. If so, how could he allow this person to continue to be arrogant day after day
Fang Shan breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as there is no systematic involvement, most of Wei Sushen's judgments will not be wrong. Before dawn the next day, he heard a knock on the door.
Fang Shan stretched out and slowly walked over, and the little fat man's resentful face appeared behind the door.
Without saying hello to him, he stared at Wei Sushen who had just finished washing and walked out and said, "I will remember this forever."
Wei Sushen didn't take it to heart at all and opened the curtains for some air: "Whatever."
Fang Shan thought of the exchange with Wei Sushen last night and couldn't help but ask: "Have there been threats like this before?"
The little fat man nodded.
Fang Shan: "You remember everything?"
"Nonsense." The little fat man walked in and rolled his eyes at him: "I remember the specific year, month, day, time and place clearly."
Fang Shan didn't show it on his face, but actually took a breath of air. The Wei family has a deep obsession with holding grudges.
"What do you want me to do for you?" The little fat man shrugged his head resignedly: "It is impossible to kill people and set fires instead of going to jail."
Fang Shan: “I’m just asking you to watch a show.”
The little fat man's mouth twitched: "What kind of performance?"
Fang Shan said mysteriously: "You will know after reading it."
As he spoke, he looked at Wei Su Shen, who nodded and said he could start at any time.
The performance started unexpectedly, but the little fat man kept the same expression from beginning to end. When they finished, he clapped and said, "Not bad."
Fang Shan felt it was too perfunctory: "What's good?"
Little Fatty: "The recitation is good."
“…”
Sensing the murderous intent, Fang Shan immediately grabbed Wei Sushen and said, "Calm down, you are brothers."
Wei Sushen sneered: "Is he speaking human language?"
The little fat man didn't know where he offended this big devil, so he hid behind Fang Shan.
It took a lot of effort to get everything to calm down. Fang Shan's face didn't look very good either. He gritted his teeth and said, "Nine years of compulsory education have been wasted. Who can see the recitation we performed?"
The little fat man said sincerely: "Three eyes can see it. The other one is the window to my soul."
“…”
Seeing the murderous look in his eyes, the little fat man asked fearfully: "It's not a recitation. What are you performing?"
Fang Shan held his shoulders and said condescendingly: "Crosstalk."
"I understand." The little fat man suddenly realized: "It is the most popular internet prank now."
Use some funny ways to re-interpret classics. Regardless of whether they are good or bad in nature, at least most of them have successfully gained a certain number of clicks.
Fang Shan straightened up and walked away from the little fat man. He turned around and said to Wei Su Shen, "Fight him. I won't stop him this time."
The little fat man tensed his body, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "You must understand even if you die, at least tell me the reason."
Fang Shan: "There is no discernment. Such an excellent performance can't see the essence."
The little fat man's expression at this moment was magical, almost a mixture of colors. He gritted his teeth and asked: "You're so good, why do you think of performing cross talk again?"
Teacher, waiter, I went to the TV station two days ago... Why can't I just stick to one career forever?
Fang Shan skipped his question: "Honestly, how was your performance?"
The little fat man covered his chest: "How about I record it and you guys can watch it for yourselves?"
Fang Shan was quite confident and thought he was deliberately belittling him because of personal grudges. He looked at Wei Su Shen, who also had no objection.
After reaching an agreement, the two performed again, and the little fat man recorded the whole process, without any hand shaking to help them record.
The picture is quite interesting: Wei Sushen has no fluctuations throughout the whole process. On the contrary, Fang Shan is winking from beginning to end. No clown can do such rich facial changes. The effect after matching is not funny at all, and the boundless embarrassment almost seeps out from the screen.
Fang Shan was silent after watching it. Wei Sushen frowned and stared at the little fat man with a scrutinizing gaze: "Did you modify the video?"
The little fat man sneered: "You're so good at me that I can even straighten your expression."
“…”
Fang Shan is a character who can accept reality quickly. Looking at Wei Sushen, he suggested: "Why don't we go find a teacher?"
The little fat man started from reality and interjected: "You can still be saved, but my brother has no hope."
Facing the cold gaze, the little fat man showed no fear for the first time: "Crosstalk is popular because it is down-to-earth and close to life."
As for Wei Su Shen, he was used to being aloof in the past days, and even his bending posture was not up to standard. He was carrying an aloof manner that was different from the world.
When such a person comes on stage, let alone bringing smiles to people, it will only make people feel that he deserves a beating.
Fang Shan couldn't stand listening anymore, so he touched the little fat man lightly with his elbow and said disapprovingly: "Just tell the truth."
Wei Sushen looked at the two of them coldly, and finally fixed his eyes on the little fat man and pointed in the direction of the door. The little fat man rolled away knowingly, leaving Wei Sushen and Fang Shan looking at each other.
After a long time, Wei Sushen spoke first: "You are always very capable."
A big hat was put on, and Fang Shan's lips moved. He didn't know how to answer it. After a while, he slowly said: "It really can't be done. I will bring the host's photo with me."
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Wei Sushen had a headache just thinking about that scene.
The atmosphere fell into silence again.
Not wanting to get into trouble anymore, Fang Shan accidentally glanced at the calendar and changed the topic: "The second episode of "The Super Orator" will be recorded in two days, so you can focus on that first."
They are not obsessed with winning the talent show, but that doesn't mean they want to be ranked last.
Wei Sushen: "At least the second to last."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows: "So confident?"
Wei Sushen: "Use money in advance to smooth things over."
"... Spending money to buy the second to last one is really promising."
When he couldn't think of a good solution, Fang Shan took a nap instead of thinking.
Under the afternoon sun, Wei Sushen was leaning on a chair watching a video. Fang Shan suddenly sat up from the bed: "How about a double act? It can reduce the appearance of the host. You just need to hide behind the chair and speak a few times." "
Facing his sparkling eyes, Wei Sushen remembered that when Fang Shan was on a mission in the past, he would sit alone and watch the clouds roll in and out, letting the tide rise and fall. Then he asked very seriously: "Can't I have my own name?"
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