Su Qi continued: "There is another master in the crosstalk world named Huang Qifan, who is fifty-one years old..."

"Hi, you can stop." Yang Hao stopped him and pointed to the backstage: "It's listening from the audience."

"Wow—"

The audience started to cheer.

When Huang Qifan saw that the topic had shifted to him, he snorted coldly.

Su Qi continued: "Why can Teacher Huang Qifan and Huang say crosstalk so well? Because his father speaks crosstalk."

Yang Hao nodded: "Well, I have been influenced since I was a child."

Su Qi suddenly smiled and said, "Why did Zeng Yiyun speak good crosstalk?"

"His father is talking crosstalk!" Yang Hao snatched the words directly.

Su Qi waved his hand, "I guessed wrongly, his father listened to crosstalk!"

After saying this, he stared at the audience.

Everyone reacted immediately, and then laughed together. Who would be unhappy if they picked up a father for no reason?

Yang Hao knocked on the case, "I'm waiting here."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There was constant laughter from the audience.

In fact, some of the audiences on the Spring Festival Gala are actors arranged in advance. After all, the Spring Festival Gala is broadcast live nationwide and has a very rigorous program. Usually, these audiences listen to the orders issued on the spot, when to applaud and when not to applaud.

But now there is no way. Su Qi's crosstalk is really interesting. Everyone can see that so far, the whole episode of this Spring Festival Gala has collapsed, and everyone is really feeling uncomfortable to bear laughter, so they simply let go.

Su Qi was frustrated on the stage, and Zeng Yiyun's face was naturally not very good-looking.

But this is retribution. You took turns to scolding me, but now you have to pay it back one by one!

Su Qi doesn’t care about that much. When you said you were an artist, I started scolding the artist first, and then said I was vulgar. Then I will show you the truth.

Indeed, Su Qiming is now praising crosstalk, how elegant and sacred, but in fact, everyone understands that this is simply irony.

On stage.

Looking at the laughter below, Yang Hao continued to say, "Why do I sound so awkward when you say this?"

Su Qi corrected: "It's not awkward at all."

Yang Hao said, "Isn't it awkward?"

Su Qi said: "If you can hear something else, it's your heart."

Yang Hao pointed to his heart: "What are the benefits of this heart for me?"

Su Qi looked disgusted: "Dirty, shameless, despicable."

Yang Hao scratched his head: "Do you... feel this?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The audience was already laughing!

Su Qi was very good at playing this trick. After scolding Zeng Yiyun, he hugged him back and specifically stated that I didn’t scold him. If you think he was scolding him, it was your own problem.

It’s like scolding someone for being stupid and telling them not to think too much. I’m praising you for being honest. If you think too much, it means that your heart is too dirty and you are dirty.

The audience couldn't hold it in and couldn't get angry when they laughed.

Zeng Yiyun's face was extremely gloomy. If you look closely, you can still find that his hands on the chair were trembling, obviously he was very angry!

Just as Su Qi said halfway through this crosstalk, his lethality was revealed, and it was as terrifying as a nuclear weapon when it hurt people.

You just can't find a reason to refute, you can only listen and feel.
Chapter completed!