"Oh, magic!"

Thinking about it, the other party was just helping with a Taiwanese, not forcibly trying to strengthen the boy, and he had no lines, Li Bai did not refuse to help this little work.

"That's good, that's good, I'm worried about tying the lines. This... won't affect it? Oh, by the way, what do you call me? My surname is Geng, just call me Lao Geng."

As long as it is not a competitor, it doesn't matter. The middle-aged man with his hairline moving upward breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively.

"My surname is Li, and I'm fine with Li Bai, or Xiao Li. There are not many lines in magic, but it doesn't have much impact. Let's start now?"

Li Bai picked up the script in his hand and glanced at it.

The crosstalk is called "Pearl Jade White Jade Bunch", which is adapted from the old crosstalk joke "Pearl Jade White Jade Soup". It can be a single person or a two person can speak in a single person.

"Xiao Li, please read the stands first, and then let's start. The lines here are not difficult, just be responsible for supporting the role."

The middle-aged man preparing for crosstalk motioned Li Bai to read the contents of the stands.

Anyway, it is the annual meeting performance program within the health system, so no one will plagiarize such things.

"Okay, I'll go through it first."

Li Bai nodded and began to turn the page.

Although it is an old joke, it is a new wine in old bottles, which has been adapted by artistically to fit the current real life.

The protagonist is not the Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang recalling the bitterness and sweetness, but the great leader who calls himself the son of a farmer personally led the cadres to the grassroots level and live close to the masses on the spot. The people below flattered him, but ended up being backfired. The story of slapping the horse's legs indirectly reflects the current thriving life of the Chinese people. It can be said that it has both the taste of using the past to satirize the present and the present, and the magnificent positive energy.

I have to say... it's really bold and innovative.

It was just a bun, and no one of the leaders and cadres could eat it in the end, and it was very comic.

But if anyone dares to copy this book, it will be a fancy way, so the middle-aged man doesn't mind the unexpected.

After scanning more than ten pages of the ten lines at a glance, Li Bai raised his head and said, "Okay, let's start!"

"Okay! Three, two, one! Ag! Dear leaders, I wish you an early age today!"

The other party is also a funny person and has also started filming.

Once he entered the state, he immediately felt like he had become a different person, treating the corridor walls as the audience, chatting and laughing alone.

All Li Bai needs to do is to follow the Taiwanese version of the supporter.

“No. 17!”

Someone was shouting at the door of the big conference room.

A soloist stopped humming, hugged an electronic piano, and walked in.

"Wait a moment!"

The middle-aged man with high hairline on the crosstalk script with Li Bai made a pause gesture and picked up his phone to dial.

"Hey! Zhihong, where are you? It's almost our turn, why are you still stuck? What's going on today? It's like this? Hurry up, if you don't come, my show will only turn into stand-up crosstalk."

He was also very anxious. Although there were alternative options, the appeal of stand-up comedy crosstalk that was funny and praised was much worse than the counterpart crosstalk that the two joined forces.

Li Bai looked at the other party.

"Let's go on!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and returned to his calmness.

This behavior made Li Bai see some clues. If he was not mistaken, he should be a leader who was not big or small.

After a while, it was almost the middle-aged man's turn. A man with a big belly ran out of the elevator with a head full of oil and sweat. The heat from his glossy head rose, and his down jacket was completely open, revealing a blue shirt full of sweat marks.

"Director Geng, it hasn't started yet!"

"Zhihong, it's our turn, and I almost couldn't catch up. Thanks to this young man, I can practice a few more times. Is there any problem with you?"

The middle-aged man with high hairline finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was very calm on the surface and had a backup plan, it would be a lie if he was not anxious.

"No problem, no problem, I've memorized it."

The man with a big belly stooled man with a middle-aged man with a high hairline quickly waved his hand, jogged all the way, grabbed Li Bai's hand and shook it hard, and said, "Thank you, thank you, you have helped us a lot. Leave a phone number and take the time to have a meal together."

"No need, it's just a slight effort."

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Li Bai also smiled. Unexpectedly, the old Geng seemed to be a director, which was exactly in line with his previous guess, but he didn't know which director he was.

There are many people who are qualified to be called directors in Huxi City. The director of the municipal bureau is called directors, and the director of the district is also called directors. The polite deputy director is also directors, and it may not be from the health system.

"This is Xiao Li, hey, Xiao Li, which unit do you work in?"

Director Geng finally began to ask Li Bai's unit.

Li Bai said truthfully: "On the Seventh Courtyard of the City."

The man with a big belly smiled and said, "Seventh Hospital? The unit of the Seventh Hospital is good. My name is Zhang Zhihong, just call me Lao Zhang."

Compared with those Red Cross and community hospitals with lower levels, the Seventh Hospital is actually a very good specialty hospital.

Due to the chance encounter, the two did not say more to Li Bai. Apart from an unexpected "bureau" revealed, no unit or position was disclosed.

Since the other party did not intend to tell him, it was very likely that it was because he avoided suspicion. Li Bai knew it well and was not prepared to ask questions.

“No. 19!”

Someone was shouting again that the person who had entered the electronic piano and played and sang by himself before was a little unfavorable. Many people waiting were guessing that they were mostly a mess.

The people participating in the pre-selected annual performances are basically amateur contestants, and their psychological qualities are much worse than those of professional performers.

Even if you perform well when playing tickets, which is comparable to professionalism, when you really go on stage, your level often has huge fluctuations, and it is not impossible to perform completely incorrectly.

"Call us! Zhihong, let's go, young man, come on!"

Director Geng pulled his partner to the conference room door while turning back and giving Li Bai a thumbs up.

Li Bai nodded.

The counterpart crosstalk "Pearl Jade White Jade Bu" is ten minutes before and after, which is longer than the usual singing time. Perhaps the content of the new version of "Pearl Jade White Jade Bu" is closer to reality, and laughter burst out from time to time in the conference room.

The annual meeting was originally a closed-door health system to entertain themselves, and the program focused on participation, so the threshold for pre-selecting is not much higher, as long as it performs normally.

Obviously, the probability of passing this newly compiled crosstalk is very high.

“No. 20!”

The number of calls is still one number away from Li Bai.

"Xiao Li, come on!"

"Do it well, you can do it."

Old Geng and Zhang Zhihong, who were gleeful, walked out of the conference room and waved their fists to encourage Li Bai.

Others looked envious of Li Bai, and they also heard the name "Director Geng" mentioned by the belated man with a big belly. No matter what the bureau is, they are leaders.

Having the appreciation of the leader means an opportunity.

"Thanks!"

Li Bai nodded.

I missed the 20th and hadn't even arrived for half a minute, so I gave up with a look of frustration.

“No. 21!”

"Here you come!"

Li Bai walked into the conference room with a piece of paper printed with the serial number.

A large space was cleared out, and a long table was placed at the same time, and there were five judges on the spot.

A middle-aged female judge wearing glasses looked at the list in her hands and said, "Is Li Bai from the Seventh Hospital of the City?"

"It's me! I'm Li Bai!"

Li Bai nodded.

"Your performance is magic, right?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Li Bai while looking at the list.

Um?

Anything outside of words?

Li Bai showed doubts on his face.

"There are already five magic performances registered for the pre-select in this annual meeting. According to the plan, only one magic can be used on stage, so I suggest you, if the magic performance is not exciting enough, it is best to change the program."

The middle-aged female judge wearing glasses straight to the point.

In fact, the magic performance at the annual meeting has been decided. It was a department director of a hospital in the city. The other party has a third-level actor rating, has had experience in participating in TV series, is good at various magic performances, and has a very good typhoon. It can be said that he is a magician who has been delayed by medicine.

Although most of the performers at the annual meeting are amateur contestants, there are many hidden talents in all walks of life, so there are a few professionals hidden in it.

"Sorry, I only know magic!"

Li Bai shrugged his shoulders, and he guessed what was going on.

Even if others are still allowed to participate in the preliminary election, it may be just a formality and study with the prince.
To be continued...