If a person who doesn't often tell jokes tells the audience in an unpredictable way that he wants to tell a joke, the power will usually be much more shocking than that of someone who just keeps teasing you all day long.
I saw Chen Mufeng maintaining a poker face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, looking around like this, and in an instant, the world was silent.
Even Yao Xiaojing, who was so active that she could never rest for a moment, watched the fun with a sullen face and clasped her fists. She was so curious that she decided to try her best not to laugh.
Chen Mufeng's expression was still so calm, and it did not change at all because of the joke he was about to reveal. He knocked the cup on the table, and his magnetic low hoarse voice suddenly softened, and he actually mentioned the place of Hunan.
dialect.
"A county magistrate from Hunan with a strong accent came to the village to give a report: Rabbits, shrimps, pig tails! No pickles, pickles are too expensive!" Chen Mufeng changed his tone and translated in Mandarin with the effect of a CCTV announcer.
: "Comrades and fellow villagers, please pay attention! Don't talk, it's a meeting now!"
At this point, Su Doudou was the first to burst into laughter. She grinned and looked with some admiration at the master who could tell jokes in dialects so mysteriously.
Chen Mufeng's voice changed to a thick Hunan dialect and continued: "After the county magistrate finished speaking, the host said: "Pickles, sausages and pickles, please!" Mandarin translation: "Now let's invite the township chief to speak!"
"Pfft...Haha..." This time, two of them were defeated at once, it was Yan Guo and Chao Yue. They were so shocked...Mo Yan patted each other on the shoulder and wished they could laugh so hard that they bled.
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Instead, Chen Mufeng's expression became serious, and in keeping with the plot of the joke, he spoke in Hunan dialect: "The township chief said: Rabbits, the dog has eaten today's meal, and everyone is a bastard!" Mandarin translation: "Comrades, today's meal
It’s enough to eat, let’s all use big bowls!”
"Ah... Hahaha..." This time it was Mo Yan. She could actually hold on for a while longer, but the two red epaulettes beside her were laughing so horribly that she was also infected and had to sacrifice.
Halfway...
Chen Mufeng turned his eyes to Gu Mengyue and said seriously in Hunan dialect: "No pickled melon, I will pick up some dog poop for you to lick." He quickly switched to Mandarin: "Don't talk, I will tell you a story."
Senior Sister Gu finally couldn't hold back in front of the extremely sultry Instructor Chen, she covered her mouth and tilted her head and smiled.
Yao Xiaojing, the only remaining one, was still struggling. Her eyes were as big as a bell, staring straight at the light switch on the opposite wall, refusing to look at Chen Mufeng...
"It's over...I've passed the test!" Chen Mufeng breathed softly and calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, causing the group of people to burst into laughter again.
At this point, Chen Mufeng had actually managed to make two-thirds of the people next to him laugh, so he had passed the test.
But Yao Xiaojing didn't even look at his finger pointing at her face. She gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't smiled yet... I haven't smiled yet... It doesn't count as a win! It doesn't count as a win!"
Chen Mufeng didn't even laugh when he told the joke, but he was amused by Yao Xiaojing's appearance at this moment.
He looked at her steady white face and said, "Then tell me, how can I pass the test?"
Yao Xiaojing nodded at the people around her who were laughing wildly: "They have the final say... They say it!"
So, Yan Guo then suggested: "Mu Feng... let's do another dialect joke... I haven't heard enough!!"
"Agree!"
"good!"
"Applause----------" There was a burst of enthusiastic applause, confirming that Chen Mufeng would tell another joke next.
Although he is not a very lively person, the fact that his little person is here and fighting with him has aroused his determination to make her laugh.
"Okay. Then I will tell another Taoyuan dialect joke. This time, no matter whether you laugh or not, as long as Xiaojing laughs, I will pass the test, okay..."
"Okay!!" Everyone shouted and couldn't help but show their big teeth.
"Taoyuan dialect is very strange, with a high-sounding ending, such as ju, which is pronounced like pig." Chen Mufeng repeated it again in Mandarin and Taoyuan dialect: "Ju! Pig!"
"Pfft..." I don't know who burst out laughing again.
Chen Mufeng's voice switched to dialect: "A reporter first went to the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee and contacted the Personnel Bureau for an interview. Someone from the Propaganda Department called to make an appointment for him on speakerphone."
"Propaganda Department: "Hey, are you a pig?" (Personnel Bureau)
"The other party: No, you are mistaken. I am not a human but a pig (Personnel Bureau), and my mother is a pig (Grain Bureau)." The reporter tried his best to hold back laughter, and his stomach hurt.
"Hahaha...haha..." Yan Guo slapped the table, tears about to come out...
Chen Mufeng glanced sideways at the little man with slightly trembling lips, and emphasized his tone: "The next day, the reporter attended a county briefing meeting. Before the meeting, names were called."
"Host: "Which units have arrived? So the participants announced their homes one by one: "I am a male castrate (Public Security Bureau)."
"My name is Rouzhu (Education Bureau)."
"Hahaha...boom!" Su Doudou laughed so hard that he jumped up from his seat and knocked the bottom of his tea cup hard.
"I'm a bit of a pig (post office)." Chen Mufeng smiled as he watched a group of people collapse in front of him.
"I am a typical pig (telecommunications bureau)."
The last sentence fell. The whole audience erupted, and Yao Xiaojing was seen lying on the table at lightning speed. Her small shoulders and head were shrugging, and it was impossible to tell what she was doing.
Chen Mufeng smiled and pushed the tissue to Yao Xiaojing, pushed her shoulder and teased: "Okay... If you want to smile, just smile openly. If you hold it in, it will hurt your body!"
Yao Xiaojing was seen through and could no longer pretend.
She laughed and raised her head from the table, laughing loudly at Chen Mufeng. The way she smiled was so dazzling that the small private room instantly became brighter because of her sudden smile.
There was warm tenderness in Chen Mufeng's eyes, and he smiled and asked the little man who was about to lie in his arms: "Am I considered to have passed the test?"