The sketch "Support or Not" comes from life, so it is very down-to-earth and can resonate with the public. In addition, the endless incidents of hitting the public in recent years have also made the public hate it. When they hate a small number of people to consume the conscience of the public, they also lament that it is difficult to be a good person.

At this moment, the work of Zhou Xing came out, which immediately made all the audience feel the same. It can be said that their voices were expressed.

Knowing the theme of this sketch makes the audience more focused.

At this moment, on the stage, Zhou Xing was so anxious that he was at a loss, he took a deep breath and said to Zhang Junhong:

"I said to Auntie, please recall it carefully, no one hits you!"

Zhang Junhong had already identified Zhou Xing at this time, and while he was hushing himself, he said angrily: "No one hit me and fly more than 10 meters. Then you want to hit me. Am I going abroad now?"

The audience couldn't help laughing again, but Zhou Xing became a little angry, turned to Zhang Junhong, frowned and said:

"Hey, no, my aunt, what's your identity? How can you still be visa-free when you go abroad?"

This sentence made the audience amused again.

Zhou Xing continued, "Besides, you didn't fly 10 meters."

Zhang Junhong was angry by this sentence and pointed at Zhou Xing with trembling hands: "How many meters will it fly? It's now, you are more than the three-meter or two-meter real person. Is it meaningful?"

Zhou Xing was speechless when he was angry. He took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, aunt, let's not make a fuss, let's talk according to the picture!"

As he said that, Zhou Xing pointed diagonally above and said, "Fortunately, cameras are installed on the streets and alleys."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xing looked slanted upwards, but he found that the camera was broken. He couldn't help but be confused and murmured: "Where is the head?"

The audience laughed.

Zhou Xing slowly stood up with a depressed look on his face: "It's over, my head is gone. If you continue to get entangled, you will lose your head. Oh, I can't wash me even if I jump into the Yellow River."

While saying that, Zhou Xing tidied up the collar of the coat and walked back.

Seeing where Zhou Xing was going, Zhang Junhong said immediately: "What, do you still want to leave?"

Zhou Xing said angrily: "I must be out of the way, I have to run away."

Zhang Junhong shivered again: "Hey, you"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the side of the stage: "Wife, I'll be home soon, don't worry."

When he was talking, he saw Guo Chao, who was wearing a suit and tie and a wool coat outside, walked over while making a phone call.

When Zhou Xing heard the sound, he was shocked and didn't want the bicycle, so he hurriedly hid aside.

The audience is familiar with Guo Chao now, and they have reported his name when they were on stage before. When they saw him on stage, the audience also applauded him.

Guo Chao was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly saw Zhang Junhong lying on the ground. He immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "Wait, I saw an old lady falling on the road and no one came to help her."

As he said that, Guo Chao held the phone in one hand and waved his other hand in anger: "You said why is the social atmosphere so much now? Others don't care, I'll care!"

The righteous shouts made the audience burst into applause and cheers.

But in a blink of an eye, Guo Chao did not help him, but bent down to come to Zhang Junhong: "Auntie, don't move."

After saying that, Guo Chao held up his cell phone and took a photo of Zhang Junhong, then got up and walked forward while saying to the phone: "I'll send a Weibo post to condemn this behavior, so that my parents can comment, and my wife, remember to like me."

Such a shocking turn made the audience stunned, and then burst into laughter. When Zhang Junhong saw Zhang Junhong standing up with hope, she saw Guo Chao getting up and leaving again, she fell down again depressed, making the audience feel more cola.

Although the plot is abrupt, the audience in front of the TV did not feel abrupt at all, but was too familiar with it.

"In real life, there are many keyboard warriors who don't bother to watch the fun and condemn others. They are the most hateful."

The audience in front of the TV said to the people around him while watching, shaking their heads and disgusted them.

"There are too many people like this. As long as something happens, there will be a group of people watching the fun around you, but there are no ones who really care about it. Not only do they ignore it, they also talk sarcastic words on the side."

"Yes, not only them, but also those who do not know the truth, who only read the title or the content of a few words, subconsciously criticize and swear around with their own speculations, are not good birds."

"This sketch simply portrays the ugly faces of some people to the fullest. This is the artistic creation that truly comes from life. Although the turning point caught me off guard, it is really reality, alas..."

"You can't say that. It's because you're afraid of being cheated, so you don't dare to care. If you want to blame, you can only blame those beasts who are fooling around, and a small group of old guys who are disrespectful. Others help him and make a comeback, making fewer and fewer people in this society dare to do good deeds. Helping others is a good thing, but more people are afraid of getting into trouble."

"That's true..."

Amid the audience's discussion, Guo Chao on the stage was pressing something on his phone while walking, obviously editing Weibo. Not only that, Guo Chao was also shaking his head and sighing:

"Oh, this old lady fell, she's always miserable..."

Zhou Xing, who was hiding on the side, originally thought that Guo Chao would help him up, but in the end it was a scene. Seeing him floating past his eyes, Zhou Xing was so angry that he was facing him with a twitch.

Looking at Guo Chao's back, Zhou Xing said angrily: "You won't help me!"

After spitting, Zhou Xing had to run back, help Zhang Junhong up and said:

"Come on, aunt, let's sit up first."

Listening to Zhang Junhong's breathing and looking helpless, Zhou Xing sighed:

"Auntie, where is I, I will take you to the hospital right away, but I beg you, please help me prove it, and you will say I am an innocent passerby, okay?"

When he said this, Zhou Xing looked helpless.

Zhang Junhong turned around and looked at Zhou Xing, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

Zhou Xing was immediately happy and said, "That's right."

After saying that, Zhou Xing stood up and ran to the side, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

After standing next to him, Zhou Xing coughed twice and cleared his throat, then smiled and took a selfie with a gentle voice:

"I am a good person Hao Jian. Just now, I was walking unscrupulously in front of me with my bicycle. Somehow, there was an old lady suddenly behind me. I put down all my worries and went forward to help her without hesitation."

The audience was also happy to hear this passage and look at Zhou Xing’s face smiling like a peony flower.

However, after laughing, the audience felt a little sad again and sighed: "Why is it so difficult for a good person to do something good?"
Chapter completed!