Amid the audience's cheering, Liu La continued: "I tell you, our goal is from now on, if anyone looks down from the moon, he will not even be able to see the Great Wall. He can only see our group of people standing against the vulgarity."

"Ho." Mr. Zhang said "Ho": "You guys are having a big fuss. I'll ask. Apart from being anti-human, are you going to do anything else?"

"Do it, you have to do it." Liu La nodded and said, "We usually have to protect the crosstalk culture. After our tireless efforts over the years, more than a thousand traditional programs that were on the verge of losing were finally left under our protection, and we are about to succeed."

"Okay." Mr. Zhang was speechless: "You are not protecting this, aren't you going to destroy this!"

"How do you say it? Will you believe it?" Liu La gritted his teeth: "There are several friends who are against the vulgarity together today. If we are anxious, if we do it together, you are only at your age, but you don't even have time to react. We are usually easy to beat the old man, be careful!"

While talking, Liu La waved to the judges: "Hello comrades. Thank you comrades for your hard work."

"Puchi."

"Haha, I'm so excited."

Seeing his actions, the audience burst into laughter.

"Damn, this grandson." Several judges' faces turned green and almost left the seat in anger.

Mr. Zhang was helpless: "You guys who are anti-human are too gangsters, why do you always beat people? Apart from harming crosstalk, what else do you do?"

"Hehe." When he heard this, Liu Ladang laughed twice: "We still love to have meetings."

Audience: "Wow."

Mr. Zhang was surprised: "Oh, are you still having a meeting? What are the contents of your meeting?"

Liu La: "Hi, meetings are just research. Studying which crosstalk actor said during this period is interesting? Studying which actor is loved by the audience? Studying which actor is making money again?"

Mr. Zhang: "What are you studying this? Learn from others?"

"Study?" Liu La sneered: "I learned from his grandmother and grandson! We secretly studied where he violated the rules? Which place has become vulgar? After all, it's time to report him to the General Administration."

"Ah." As expected, when I heard this, the audience rang out another boo for more than ten seconds. Of course, the boo was not for Liu La, but for some people who had ulterior motives and reported behind their backs.

"Ah?" Mr. Zhang was surprised: "Why did they recruit you? Do you go report them?"

"Why did you recruit me?" Liu La sneered again: "Do you still need to ask? He said better than me, that is recruiting me. He is loved by the audience, that is recruiting me. He earns more money than me, that is recruiting me. If I don't report him, why am I called a mainstream crosstalk actor?"

"Wow"

""Well said!"

"The grandson reported behind the scenes, be careful that he has no asshole for giving birth to a son!"

The audience in the audience applauded and cursed.

Liu La responded to the audience: "Don't talk like that, just these guys can't give birth to children at all. If you don't believe it, find an infertile hospital entrance. The people who lined up with them are all from this mainstream community."

"Ha ha."

"Good scolding!"

The audience was happy again. But the judges on the stage were so hungry that they didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Oh." Mr. Zhang sighed: "With this human nature, it's no wonder that God has to open his eyes. What about God? Are you doing something else?"

Liu La made a thought statement: "Another, that's what program to go on to be a judge for others."

"Wow." As soon as the words were said, the audience burst into laughter. Even the cameraman and staff couldn't help but laugh, and the host's face turned red and he shivered.

Mr. Zhang: "Oh, with your worrying human nature, can you still be judges?"

Liu La: "What's wrong? Let me tell you, just the vice chairman of our Anti-Shipelago Association, we Jiang Sanpi and Jiang--Chairman, are now serving as judges in a crosstalk competition!"

Mr. Zhang stopped him: "Wait a minute? What's your chairman's name? Jiang Sanpi, why do I feel so hot when I hear this one, three layers of skin?"

The audience also thought: "Jiang Sanpi, what kind of the name is this?"

After thinking about it carefully, someone who understands it came to his senses: "Haha, do you want to be so funny? Three plus skin, isn't that just the word "Bo"?"

"Bo'er? Jiang... Bo? Haha, how did you think about it? It's too damaging." As soon as the man shouted, the other audience members woke up and were so happy.

Jiang Bo also understood that Liu La was harming himself. His eyes were so angry that sparks burst into tears, and he wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

Liu Lake didn't care about sympathizing with him, and continued Mr. Zhang and said, "Listen to thick skin? That's right. Think about it, if he is thin skin, can he come to us as vice chairman? The only requirement of the leader here is shameless."

"Yes, that's right. Good people don't go to you at all." Mr. Zhang nodded, and then, amid the audience's laughter, he asked Liu La again: "Then why do you, the vice chairman, go to be a judge for others?"

Liu La: "Why? It's for money!"

Mr. Zhang: "Oh, the program team gave a lot of money? I will understand as soon as you say that."

"Yes." Liu La stretched out his voice and shook his head: "The program team gave not much money. I starved to death when I pointed at that little money, so the contestants gave me more money."

"Ah?" Mr. Zhang looked surprised.

"Well." The audience cheered.

Liu La: "Just tell you that, we are all clear and real-time, and we want to enter the first round of 20,000, the second round of 50,000, and the third round of 100,000. In the end, we want to win the championship, 200,000."

"Wow!" When the audience heard this price, the audience opened their mouths wide.

Mr. Zhang also shook his head: "Okay, it turns out that you are doing this in secret! Then I don't understand. If someone who doesn't spend money says it better than the spend money and gets a higher number of votes, then how do you do it?"

"Why?" Liu La sneered: "Who said it well? We are harming him. First, I found a few critics online to scold him, saying that he was vulgar and that his works were meaningless. Then we held a while ourselves and unilaterally announced that he would be removed from the Chinese crosstalk world. If this is not enough, then we can only use the trick and report him. But not only did he report his vulgarity, but also reported that he was taking drugs and let him squat in the bureau. After entering, I found a familiar policeman to delay him. One checked today and one tomorrow. When he was fine, he would come out. Not to mention the competition, the New Year will be over."

"Well."

“Sb.”

“Stinky sb.”

Liu La became more and more excited as he spoke, but the audience was so angry that they listened to him telling the inside story of these competitions. Normal people followed suit and booed, and some of them had bad tempers and pointed directly at the judges and cursed.

Amid the scolding of the audience, Liu La and Mr. Zhang said a few more ending words, and then the crosstalk ended. Seeing that they bowed and stepped down, the audience's scolding immediately turned to applause and cheer.

In fact, the crosstalk between the two did not say the complete one. First, because they were interrupted by the audience too many times during the talk, which led to insufficient time. Second, because the audience's enthusiasm was mobilized by them, Liu La was afraid that if he continued to talk, something unexpected would happen.

"Okay, thank you for the wonderful performances of the two contestants. Next, please pick up the scoring machine in your hand. After I count down the five numbers, our score system will be turned on, and the voting time is 20 seconds. Please allow me to remind you here that your vote will directly concern the contestants' stay or leave. Please make careful decisions."

Seeing that the performances of Liu La and Mr. Zhang were over, the host did not ask the guest judges to comment again this time, and jumped to the voting process.

Obviously, he was already very upset about the judges on the stage.

In fact, the TV station and the Qu Association are cooperative, and the two sides are mutually beneficial. As a result, Jiang Bo and his group have had such a fuss, not to mention the shame and defeat, but also added a lot of trouble to the partner's TV station. This morning, the entire crosstalk competition director team was criticized by a leader from CCTV.

With the host's words, the voting began. This time there was no objection, and almost all the audience chose to vote for it.

Twenty seconds later, the scorer stopped. When the number of votes appeared on the big screen, the audience couldn't help but exclaim "wow". The number of votes from Liu La and Mr. Zhang was actually higher than the outrageous 497 votes, almost all the results were full, and only three people did not vote.

"Wow wow wow wow." This result obviously shocked everyone, and there were warm applause from the audience.

Liu La was also surprised by this result. He glanced at the judges and was strange. He found that although Jiang Bo and his men looked very bad, their expressions were very calm and they did not show any panic.

They were not panicked, and Liu La was a little panicked. In an instant, Liu La had a bad premonition.

Soon, after the audience's vote, the host turned to the judges' seat: "Next, several judges, please give scores to this performance."

The host also knew that these guys would definitely not give high scores, so the special introduction of this passage was not sensational.

And with his words, without hesitation, several judges wrote down numbers on the scoreboard in front of them.

A few seconds later, the audience couldn't help but feel quiet when the numbers came out, and then the audience began to riot, making unprecedented boo and scolding.
Chapter completed!