Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Three The Chief Director of the Royal Family
The audience burst into laughter and the atmosphere became warm.
He Xiangdong also said to him: "It's amazing, you've seen so much."
Xue Guo said modestly: "This is all learning."
The way to get started in the previous job has been discussed. Now, a few small bags have been thrown away, and some of them have turned aside. He Xiangdong handed over the topic: "Then should you be very proficient in English?"
Xue Guo quickly shook her head: "No, look at the thing that is learning postures, who can learn language?"
"Ah" the audience booed in disgust.
These two people were quite happy on the stage. Seeing that Xue Guo had already broken up the topic again, He Xiangdong said, "That most basic yes, no, do you always know it?"
Xue Guo nodded: "This is the most basic, I must know a little."
He Xiangdongdao: "Then let's perform again."
Xue Guo hurriedly said, "But I don't know much."
He Xiangdong said: "It's okay, we just make a comparison. Just say a no, we mainly want to see the gentlemanly demeanor of the British."
"Oh, that's OK."
He Xiangdong said: "Okay, then we will bring the conversation into a specific situation and we can't talk too hard. In this way, it's like you are the prince of Britain. Is this okay?"
Xue Guo was so happy that she smiled like a fool: "Okay, this is so good."
He Xiangdong patted his chest: "What about me, I'm a little bit of a loss. I'm quite old-fashioned. I'll play a married person, and I'll play the queen's husband."
"Oh." Xue Guo used the trick of the spring and pretended not to react at first. He woke up suddenly until the audience laughed. He pushed He Xiangdong away: "You are the queen's husband, oh, it turns out that I am your son?"
He Xiangdong said with a bitter face and grief: "So I suffer a loss."
Xue Guo cursed: "You are still at a disadvantage. You are my father."
He Xiangdong said: "Then I'll change it, I'll just be the chief supervisor of the royal family."
"This is the job."
He Xiangdong: "I am Lao Wang, the chief manager who is responsible for your food, clothing, daily life."
Xue Guo was completely dissatisfied and said grimly: "Does there anyone in the British called Lao Wang?"
He Xiangdong said, "That's it."
Xue Guo said helplessly: "Okay, okay, that's it."
He Xiangdong said: "Then our story was born in the morning. Your Highness, the prince, cannot get up at seven o'clock every morning and go to work on his bicycle. This is not true. So we have to be at nine o'clock."
Xue Guo nodded: "Nine o'clock in the morning."
He Xiangdong was tidying up, standing very upright, and his voice was also in a broadcasting accent, very elegant and gentlemanly: "At nine o'clock in the morning, I walked out of my office, walked to your bedroom, gently stretched out my hand and pushed open the door, stepped on the velvet carpet with thick fists, and slowly walked to you."
Xue Guo interrupted happily: "Hey, I really have an identity."
He Xiangdong continued to say in a very gentlemanly language: "Seeing that you are still asleep, I walked to the window to open the velvet curtains, and then took out the stove."
"Well? The royal family also uses stoves?" Xue Guo was stunned.
The audience laughed.
He Xiangdong explained: "The UK is cold. If there is no stove, I am afraid you will be frozen. This is the standard configuration of the royal family."
Xue Guo pursed her lips and said disgustingly: "Ho, it's really a waste of that velvet."
He Xiangdong smiled and continued to do his movements and put them in a very elegant tone: "After carrying the stove out, I will walk in on the velvet carpet with my fists and take your urinal out."
"Hahaha" The audience couldn't help but laughed out loud when they heard this.
Xue Guo's face was greasy: "Do you really know or pretend to understand if you don't understand? Does the royal family don't even have a toilet?"
He Xiangdong began to fool him again: "The royal family saves water, and they should set an example."
Xue Guo waved her hand and was powerless to complain: "Okay, okay, you can continue to talk."
He Xiangdong adjusted his lower voice and continued to say in a very gentle and gentlemanly voice: "After I took out the urinary basin, I stepped on the velvet carpet with thick fists."
Xue Guo interrupted: "Okay, okay, let alone velvet, how bad it is."
He Xiangdong ignored him and continued to say, "I walked to your bed again and watched the early morning sunlight shine through the window, shining on your round and elastic hips, and your handsome side face also looked particularly angular under the golden sunlight."
The audience was stunned. Two seconds later, the audience burst into hilariousness.
Xue Guo was anxious: "What kind of broken story is this? Is my butt elastic? What's wrong with you touching it?"
Hearing this, the audience couldn't stop laughing.
He Xiangdong nodded quickly: "It is the responsibility of my chief executive to regularly check the health of royal members."
"Oh." Xue Guo covered her face and couldn't even speak. Finally, she could only say: "The British sun is not that immoral, so how could it shine on her face and butt at the same time?"
He Xiangdong explained: "You are sleeping in a different way. You are sticking your noble and elastic buttocks and then sleeping with your face sideways."
Xue Guo shouted: "Huh."
"Wish" the audience members started to cheer again.
The atmosphere was quite warm. In fact, when he arrived here, He Xiangdong dared to say that he had already done this performance. Even if Zhao Fenghua came here, he might not have done better than himself. He had also watched Zhao Fenghua's performance, and he said more directly that he was only stronger than him.
There is a difference between He Xiangdong and Zhao Fenghua. He Xiangdong has been mingling among the people all year round, and he relies on the tickets sold for his meals. He can better deal with such performances, but Zhao Fenghua is not like that. He is aiming at TV and evening parties. He is really not satisfied with such money-spending audiences.
Zhao Fenghua looked at the audience in front of him with a warm atmosphere, and then at the free and easy He Xiangdong and Xue Guo on the stage. His face looked very ugly. Seeing this, he didn't understand where he had already supported the venue. Whether he was the only one who was alone was like this.
I was just a joke when I was on the scene. I could just hold on to the scene after just two young people came. I was planning to watch others jokes, but I lost 5,000 yuan that I could have easily obtained.
"It's all the two bastards who are doing it." Zhao Fenghua glared at the two of them on the stage, staring at He Xiangdong with anger. Xue Guo's master was much better than him, so he didn't dare to do too much, so he could only sprinkle all the fire on He Xiangdong's head.
"Let's go." Zhao Fenghua finally looked at He Xiangdong viciously, turned around and went out, and he couldn't stay any longer.
After Zhao Yuan and others were stunned, they followed them out, to be continued.
Chapter completed!