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Chapter 196 Just forget about taking off your mantle, okay?

 "How can any angel belong to the theater?"

"He stopped now and his wings fell down. I am an angel.

I asked what you call it?

Just call me mistress."

"Tsk!" Yu Qian's teeth were stained and he was particularly disgusted, "This is the name given by an angel."

Qi Yuncheng folded his hands and asked the angel sideways, "Is this San'er? What do you want from me?

God invites you to go!

God? Who’s disciple? Are you going to usurp the position of leader in the future? If so, get in line.”

"What a mess!



When the audience heard this, there was another burst of laughter. They really felt that Teacher Guo would not be able to escape this fate.

Some people are even worried about him.

Because there are too many "enemies" around us, even what Uncle Yu said before, even his own son has to be on guard.

Of course, everyone knows that this is Wu Da Da on stage, but it can’t be fun.

In the end, Yu Qian quickly changed his subject and said, "God is not a person like us, you know? There is no need to hold back and usurp the throne."

"That's right. He said don't worry about it. He wants to ask you something. He said you can go to heaven with us. Come on.

After he finished speaking, he pulled me and flew up.

This is so high, I have to practice it, otherwise I would have to vomit."

"It's too high and I feel dizzy!" Yu Qian said.

"When I came to heaven, I saw that this tall building is very big. There is a gate in front, it is locked, and there is a sign hanging on it!"

"What did you write?"

Qi Yuncheng stretched out his hand and pointed, "It is strictly forbidden to set up stalls within 100 meters of heaven!"

"Ah? Are there still vendors in heaven?"

"San'er said you wait a moment, I'll find it for you, boom boom! Uncle Wang!



"Huh?" Yu Qian was puzzled and stopped him to ask, "What's going on with Uncle Wang?"

Qi Yuncheng opened his mouth to explain, "The old man in the reception room of Paradise is named Wang! As soon as he shouted, he called the reception room and came out.

(pouring) Saner is back?

Yes, come on, Mr. Qi brought it.

Open the door, let me in, and then San'er told me, please wait for me for a while, I will tell God.

He went, but I found a big screen hanging in front of me, with many clocks hanging on it!"

"Table?"

"Yeah!" Qi Yuncheng nodded, and then made a gesture the size of a normal clock with his hands, "Just like what we usually see.

But there are countless of them, and the needles above rotate at different speeds.

Some are fast, some are slow!"

"What's going on?" Yu Qian asked in confusion.

"I'm also wondering, call San'er back!" Qi Yuncheng waved his hands, acting like he was talking to someone, and pointed in front of him, "What's going on?"

"What did he say?"

"You don't know, right? There is a man in the world, and there is a corresponding watch in heaven."

"I said so much."

"Then why do some spin fast and some spin slowly?

The good guy turns slowly, the bad guy turns fast."

"So that's it." This cleared up some of Yu Qian's doubts.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng remembered something and continued, "I have an uncle named Yu Qian."

Yu Qian said: "This is about me."

Qi Yuncheng: "Where is his piece?"

Yu Qian: "Help me look for it."

Qi Yuncheng: "He's not here!"

Yu Qian: "Where have you gone?"

Qi Yuncheng: "God took it away and used it as an electric fan."

"Ah?? I'm so bad?"

Yu Qian was suddenly surprised.

There was a lot of laughter below, and the clock hands acted like a fan, which was really bad.

Laughing.

Qi Yuncheng glanced at the restless crowd below and continued to speak, "Uncle Wang is coming out! (pouring) Come on, God is waiting, go quickly."

"It still smells the same."

"I opened the door and God was sitting there smoking."

Qi Yuncheng pinched his index finger and middle finger, put it to his mouth and took a sip, then squinted and said, "You just came? Sit down then!

I’ll spare another three hours.”

"My addiction to smoking is not small."

"I mean sir!"

"Sir?"

"Brother Di!"

"Heh, what's the name of this?"

"Sit up, sit down, brother! I'm so happy when you come. It's been a long time since I've had a cross talk talker go to heaven."

Yu Qian's expression condensed behind the table, and he complained, "Why did the rest go to hell?"

"Drink water, brother.

Don’t drink, don’t drink.” After Qi Yuncheng dressed up in two roles, he turned his head and looked in a random direction, “Okay, what about Lao Wang, let’s go get some food. We have a visitor (qie) at home, go quickly.”

"What kind of words are these? This is."

"When you come today, I will treat you well."

"Eat well."

"After a while, the time came, and we were able to spread it out. One person has a set, and I still have two eggs."

"Pancakes and fruit?"

"I said let's just eat this?

Damn, there is no way, there are only four of us in heaven, the mistress, Lao Wang, me, and you! It’s really not worth the fire.”

"Let's make do with it anyway."

"After I finished eating, I sat down for a while and felt weird, so I asked, is there anything interesting in this paradise?

Mr. Shang said, I am not here just for fun, but if you have any requests, you can put them forward.

I can fulfill your wish."

"Then you can mention it." Yu Qian was a little excited, because this is a good thing.

Qi Yuncheng was naturally happy and did not hesitate to say, "Then I hope for world peace!



"This is a big wish."

"This is difficult. To be honest, buddy, I'm not trying to criticize you. Because it would be fine if I could do it, but it's really difficult for me.

You can discuss something else."

"Let me mention one more thing."

"We can't achieve world peace." Qi Yuncheng was disappointed. He put his hands into his sleeves and continued thinking. After about a second or two, he came up with an idea.

"Hey, I have an elder named Yu Qian."

"Think of me again."

"Look, I still have photos with me."

While talking, Qi Yuncheng deliberately dug into my trousers pocket. Of course, these were not real objects. After taking them out, he handed them forward.

"My uncle Yu Qian is not very good-looking. Can you make him beautiful?"

"This is good for me." Yu Qian's expression was quite happy.

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But Qi Yuncheng, who played God, sighed after looking at the photo for a few seconds, and then changed the subject, "Let's talk about world peace."

"Ouch, am I so embarrassed that I can't see any boundaries?"

"Nonsense! The head looks like a potato and the hair looks like sprouts. This is not human."

Suddenly, Yu Qian couldn't help but laugh, but he still shouted out from the bottom of his heart, and the volume turned up a few degrees, "Just forget about taking off the mantle, okay!



Hahahaha!

There is almost no audience in Deyun that does not know this.

As soon as Leng Buding mentioned it, the scene at that time naturally came to their minds again, and then laughter completely filled the entire theater.

Nothing else, the mandarin jacket at that time almost caused the uncle to die on the stage.

But they are not the only ones happy.

The actors are also happy.

Because even though the two of them have a certain seniority, offstage they are almost as good as each other. When they perform on stage, they are naturally relaxed and happy.

So say whatever you have to say.

But this is different from what Master Guo Degang said. After all, he is the master. If the master measures his workload, no one, let alone him, can be so relaxed.

Naturally, Guo Degang could see this from the side scenes, nodding his head constantly and being infected by the laughter.

In my heart, I still feel that the two of them are having a great time. If the cross talk is really fun, then it has entered the realm.

But the child is still far from his uncle Qian'er.

But it’s not bad, it’s all pretty good.

But just as he was thinking about it, Song Yi next to him paid more attention, and then he mustered up the courage to ask Teacher Guo, who was among a group of actors.

"Teacher Guo, will they come down after finishing the joke?"

Guo Degang turned around and said, "Yes! This is the bottom line. After the bottom line, there will be an encore. They have to come down before the return!"

"Okay, thank you!"

As he spoke, Song Yi immediately turned around and went backstage, but Guo Degang was puzzled, not knowing what this girl was going to do.


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