This was the first time Shi Yue saw the mighty and unyielding Bai Mochou showing such a shy little wife. This was almost an unimaginable thing compared to the reckless Bai Mochou...|
He quietly turned on the mini camera on his watch and recorded Bai Mochou's funny and warm style.
I believe that such a classic moment will become an eternal memory - when Bai Mochou holds his grandson and enjoys the joy of family in the future, he will smile happily when he takes a look.
Looking at Bai Mochou's embarrassing look, Shi Yue finally suppressed his smile, walked to Bai Mochou and said with a smile: "That's the one who knows me is my uncle! Tsk tsk... I feel very strange in my heart, how can I know that I can match this perfectly?"
Wow!
The talented people roared enthusiastically in the audience.
"What? Young Master Nong Yue can actually match it? Really fake? If Young Master Nong Yue can really match it, I will be willing to worship him as my teacher..."
"Bah! Why should Mr. Nongyue accept you as his apprentice? Seeing that I am so handsome, I still have some hope."
"I...I will give my own sister to Mr. Nongyue. There is always hope, right?"
"Brother Li, you are cruel enough, but it's too insincere to send your sister to you. Humph... I'll give my wife to Mr. Nongyue..."
...
The talented men were making noises and almost burst into trouble.
Bai Mochou was originally pitiful and had almost no hope, but when he heard Shi Yue's words and looked awesome in his eyes, he realized Shi Yue's thoughts, and he hugged his body straight in an instant.
The pitiful expression is gone forever, replaced by that energetic, arrogant and proud face.
He laughed, patted Shi Yue's shoulder, and said happily: "Nephew, no one knows his son is better than his father! I love you like my father and care about you, so I will naturally understand your thoughts...|"
Shi Yue felt a little embarrassed: I’m going to give my father back! It would be great to be an old Taishan…
Bai Mochou was in a very good mood. The spitting star was spraying on Zeng Shan’s face and shouted maniacly: “Old Zeng, what did I say? Ah? I, Bai Mochou, are honest and cautious, never lie, and never speak loudly. From the ministers of the court to the peddlers and pawns, who don’t know? Who doesn’t know? My old gangster spitted out was just a nail. You can calculate carefully. How many nails have been nailed to your face in this moment? Haha…”
He squirted wildly, and he kept Zeng Tong hiding under the table, not daring to meet his arrogant saliva.
All the judges were sweating for Zeng Shan, thinking that it was not me who was sitting next to Old Bai's hooligan.
After Bai Mochou vented, he felt refreshed and sat back on the chair. He patted Shi Yue's shoulder with great relief, his eyes showing gratitude, and he felt a little scared: If Shi Yue could not express the second couplet, wouldn't he have lost all his old face?
Too much words will lead to mistakes, and you should pay more attention to it in the future.
The excited emotions of the talents were finally suppressed by Bai Mochou's irritability, and the hall fell into silence again.
Zeng Tong frowned, turned around Shi Yue a few times, and smiled disdainfully: "Mr. Shi, what did you say just now? Can you match this look absolutely?"
Shi Yuegao raised his head and smiled indifferently, "It's just that I can pick it up at will, what's the difficulty?"
Zeng Tong laughed and asked, "The pair I just came up with is definitely much simpler than this one. Why don't you make a mistake?"
The talented men also had objections to this, and they all looked at Shi Yue, their eyes full of doubts.
Red apricot, Youlan, Bai Mochou and others also looked over with concentration.
Shi Yue laughed loudly, looked at Zeng Tong's red face, and said word by word, "Because... I don't want to!"
"You don't want to? You can clearly match your relationship, but you don't want to match it? Haha... This is the funnyest joke. Do you treat me as a fool?"
Zeng Tong's face turned red, pointed at Shi Yue, and asked, "Okay! Very good! As long as you absolutely make the second couplet now, I will admit that you are unwilling to talk to me."
"This is simple!"
Shi Yue smiled distractedly. He walked to the window, took a long breath, and said softly: "All the talents, please look at the peach blossom forest."
All the talents looked out and saw that the peach blossom forest was filled with fog, with a quiet and mysterious image. The fog faintly spread towards the Taohuawu.
Fu Qiang, the crappy actor, somehow grabbed two crows from where he held them in his hands. Seeing everyone's eyes looking at them, his hands spread out, and the crow croaked a few times, spreading his wings and fled.
The crow seemed to be afraid of the rain and fog. In a panic, he came in through the window, flew around, and then flew out happily.
All the talents are very surprised!
Zeng Tong snorted in his nose and said disdainfully: "Mr. Shi, I asked you to match your own pairs, not to see the crow. What are you avoiding?"
Shi Yue looked back at Zeng Tong's swollen face and said calmly: "Honest Master Zeng hasn't heard a poem? Knowledge of the world is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is article?"
"There are countless knowledge in life that we need to observe carefully. For example, just by relying on the mist in front of us, Wu Ya, and the absolute second couplet, it will be correct..."
"Ah? Come on quickly! I just don't believe your nonsense." Zeng Tong's eyebrows were wide open, looking very disapproving.
Thousands of talented men were also curious by Shi Yue, and they were itchy and looked forward to it.
Shi Yue looked at the window, pointed to the graceful fog of rain and whispered loudly: "The smoke is along the beautiful eaves and the smoke swallow's eyes; the fog covers the fog in the fog in the fog in the wuwu and my house!"
Wow!
As soon as this couplet came out, the talented men whispered, exclaimed and stunned, and then there was a thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time...
Zeng Tong stood there in amazement, his red face became hotter, like a monkey's butt.
Any talented man who knows the profession and the fifteen judges can be heard that Shi Yue's lower couplet is neatly matched and has a combination of the level and tone.
It is also a 'turn type', which can be disassembled into four short sentences: "Mist, cover the fog, fog, my house!", which echoes the first couplet.
The only thing that is not only beautiful is that it is much worse than the upper couplet, which is suspected of being pretentious and far less beautiful and natural than the upper couplet.
However, flaws do not conceal the merits, and they can still be called the second couplet that comes out of nowhere.
Bai Mochou pointed at Zeng Tong's bright red cheeks and shouted to the frown Zeng Shan: "Zeng Laoer, do you understand what a scoundrel is like shaking a big tree? It's ridiculous and self-esteem? Look at your precious son and my precious son-in-law, you will understand it all."
"I said Zeng Laoer, aren't you crazy? Didn't you have to catch my handle? Didn't you have to let my baby son-in-law come up with the second couplet? This time, my cleverness was mistaken and slapped in the face, right? An egg hits a stone, and it's broken? I don't even care about despising you..."
Zeng Shan was angry: You old hooligan, you have despised me for a long time, you are not interested in anything!
But Shi Yue's performance was too strong, which made him not have the chance to take advantage of the situation, and he had no chance to point out the deer as a horse, so he had to endure the spitting of old Bai's gangster's mouth, and the applause and shouting of thousands of talented men.