"Is this a lunatic?"

Song Qingyun returned to Guo Dalu with a blushing face and a narcissistic girl, and said in a very embarrassed manner: "Why are there such a person?"

Xilonggu, nearby, looked back and covered his mouth and smiled: "This is the daughter of a real-powered cadre in Yuhang. She is famous throughout Hangzhou. She has a high vision! She is not a person within the system, and she can't get into her eyes at all!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "How ugly is this guy? He gave birth to such a daughter?"

Xi Longgu smiled and said, "Actually, this person is not ugly. The ugly one is his wife. His wife is the daughter of his old leader."

"oh"

Guo Dalu suddenly realized, "This guy is really working hard! In order to become an official, he even sacrificed his body and spirit!"

He picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, "Wife, we gay man who is willing to sacrifice ourselves, have a drink! I will not be surprised if a person with this spirit does anything. If someone can become a real official in Yuhang, the sadness behind this is enough to make a TV series!"

On the tables in the front row of this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, there were candy, snacks, local specialty snacks, etc. What's even better is that there were two bottles of high-alcohol liquor and a few wine glasses.

In fact, the things on this table are all used to decorate the lens. People sitting in the front row may eat some snacks, but basically no one will drink in public. People who can sit in the first row are either rich or noble, and they do not care about the wine on the table.

When Guo Dalu is different, he hasn't eaten dinner yet, and is very hungry and never pays attention to his image to the outside world. He eats when he is hungry and sleeps when he is sleepy. He is completely innocent.

Now that you want to drink, you can naturally open the bottle and pour the wine to drink without considering anything else.

Wang Xiaolu is as good as a man. Under the influence of Guo Dalu, she also has a lot of alcohol. Seeing Guo Dalu pouring wine for him, she smiled and picked up the wine glass and ran into Guo Dalu, "Do you know? You are called gloating!"

Guo Dalu said seriously: "No, I am looking up to the masters! Those who can be cruel to themselves are really cruel!"

The two of them talked and clinked glasses, and in an instant, a few glasses of wine were already drunk.

Song Qingyun looked at him and was jealous, "Hey hey, I said, you guys are taking care of it, so many people are watching! Still drinking! Why don't you have never drunk alcohol? Leave some for me!"

He simply snatched a cup and joined the drinking army.

Thunderstorm, Xi Longgu and others on the side were all very strange when they saw the three of them drinking and having fun, and they looked at thousands of people on the scene as if nothing had happened.

Nowadays, Guo Dalu and Song Qingyun are both international superstars. Unexpectedly, they do whatever they want without caring about their personal image. They do whatever they want. They are really doing their own things and being extremely careless.

While the three were drinking happily, a fat middle-aged man came to Guo Dalu and whispered: "Master Guo, is it convenient for you now? I want to ask you for help!"

When Guo Dalu heard the words, he glanced at the man with a squint eyes and found out that it was He Dingwen, the director of the party. He had shaken his hands with him before. He suddenly felt strange, "What's the matter?"

"It's a bit inconvenient here. Look, can we go and talk about it later?"

After the two came to the backstage, He Dingwen said with a frown: "Mr. Guo, there was something wrong with our performance now. A program has a temporary problem. I want you to save the situation. Do you think you can do it?"

Guo Dalu Daqi, "This evening party is a program you CCTV has. Who dares to make trouble at this time?"

He Dingwen sighed, "It's not that someone was making trouble on purpose. Isn't this a Mid-Autumn Festival recitation program? Unexpectedly, a writer who recited poetry suddenly became ill. You probably saw it before, the one who knocked the table down. His name is Liu Jun, a very famous lyricist. He originally had his program today. But now he has been sent to the hospital. The hospital doctor said that he was in a very unstable state and could not perform on stage. If something happened on stage, it would be a big trouble!"

He said to Guo Dalu: "This show has been rehearsed for a long time. Who knew that such a problem occurred before the show? Do you think it's urgent? Mr. Guo, you are also a director. You should understand my mood. Saving the scene is like putting out a fire. No matter what, I have to ask for help!"

He Dingwen clasped his hands together and apologized to Guo Dalu, "Master Guo, I'm really sorry! If there was a one-star method, I wouldn't bother you, but now I really couldn't think of someone who could save the scene, so I could only ask you for a shameless attitude to save the fire!"

Guo Dalu was very funny. Unexpectedly, Liu Jun was almost scared to death by his glare. Now that he was relieved, he scared him away, and he had to clean up the mess left by this guy.

Seeing that he pondered slightly and did not answer, He Dingwen thought he didn't want to help, he immediately became anxious, "Master Guo, you have to help me with me no matter what!"

He almost knelt down to Guo Dalu, "As long as you are willing to play, brothers will make the decision, and you will get the highest appearance fee! The appearance fee for your lover and Song Qingyun is one million, and I will give you five million! Don't think it's too little, this is the biggest range that I can make the decision by brothers!"

Guo Dalu laughed and said, "It's like you're worried. It's just a party, it's like killing you. As for you?"

He Dingwen smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Guo, this party is just a party. But if it is severe, it is a political task! What's more, Minister Li is sitting down below. If there is a performance accident, let alone I can't afford it, even our director will be held accountable! This is a live broadcast program for all Chinese people in the world..."

After Guo Dalu left, Wang Xiaolu asked Song Qingyun curiously, "Why did Director He go to Brother Dalu for? This is?"

Song Qingyun's eyes rolled, "How could I know?"

"Hey, what's your tone? Is itchy?"

"...If I can beat you, I'll be a brick."

Both of them had a good alcohol tolerance. They drank a little bit high while drinking a small wine and snacks. After drinking a bottle of wine, they felt a little dizzy.

“Huh?”

Wang Xiaolu threw a peanut into her mouth. Before she could chew it, she accidentally glanced at the stage. Her eyes suddenly opened wide and her mouth slightly opened, "The person on the stage seems to be Brother Dalu... Cough cough cough."

She almost choked by a peanut, and tears were about to emerge. She pointed on the stage, "Xiao Yunzi, look, is it your brother-in-law?"

Song Qingyun said: "What a joke? We have rehearsed this evening party several times. How could Brother Dalu have the program? How could he..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Guo Dalu, who was wearing a long robe, surrounded by several actors with wide sleeves, coming down to the middle of the stage.

At this time, there was a wine table and several chairs on the stage.

The table was filled with wine and food. Guo Dalu and three costume actors sat at the table together, pouring wine and chatting, and they actually started eating and drinking on the stage.

Until this time, the audience in the audience did not recognize who the actors were. Everyone was curious about the show. Some people thought, "What kind of show is this? Are you going to perform a sketch?"

Just as everyone was curious, a gentle music sounded, and dancers walked out of the backstage one by one, stood in front of the drinkers, and slowly danced in the music.

Due to the lighting and distance, except for those with great eyesight like Wang Xiaolu and Song Qingyun, few people on the scene could see the appearance of the actors on the stage clearly.

On the contrary, some online viewers who were watching the live broadcast, or those in front of the TV, saw clearly the appearance of several people drinking in the close-up of the camera.

The audience basically did not recognize the other three people, but they were very familiar with the tallest guys.

"Damn, Mr. Guo also came on stage today?"

"666, I'll just say that Xiaolu and Brother Qingyun both appeared. How could Mr. Guo be missing?"

"What is Mr. Guo going to perform? Is he going to perform a sketch?"

"Clothing sketch?"

"Mr. Guo is very evil. Maybe he is going to make something happen!"

"Damn, I just watched the program list. It seems that there is no such program as Mr. Guo. Could it be a temporary program? According to the program list, this should be a poetry recitation. Why did it change it to Mr. Guo?

In the curiosity of the audience inside and outside the venue, Guo Dalu and a few drinkers ate and chatted, and from time to time reached out to point fingers at the dancer in front of them and commented. It seemed like they were ancient literati and poets, and children from aristocratic families were attending a banquet to drink.

At this time, in addition to Guo Dalu, two of the other three actors were temporarily found, and one was director He Dingwen personally appeared, and was caught by Guo Dalu.

"Master Guo, we can't mess it up! If you mess it up, I will ruin it in my life, brother!"

He Dingwen, who was dressed as a wealthy old man at the dinner table, leaned close to Guo Dalu, and wiped his sweat while talking, "I always feel unsure!"

He originally wanted Guo Dalu to recite the Mid-Autumn Festival poems written on behalf of Liu Jun, but he was rejected by Guo Dalu. "Just like this kind of shit, it is also suitable for Guo to recite it? Lao He, are you insulting me!"

He Dingwen said: "What should I do? We don't have a good program to prepare!"

Guo Daluo said: "Look at me!"

Then he was caught by Guo Dalu and was dressed up by two other actors as ancient literati doctors by makeup artists. He had just finished dressing up and before he could explain the lines in detail, their program was time for the performance.

At this time, I could only take one step at a time, and was led to the stage by Guo Dalu in a confused manner.

In fact, this guy is also a fan of the authorities. If he were to do such irrational things in normal times, he would never do such irrational things.

But now Li Jiusan is watching from the audience. He is afraid that something will happen. If Li Jiusan is unhappy, then he, the director, will probably be the end. So he was so dizzy that he was taken to the stage by Guo Dalu.

As soon as he sat down at the stage table, his mind came to his senses, "Damn, why did I really follow him?"

But since he has already come to the stage, it is impossible to leave at this time, so he can only continue to act with his teeth, but the nervousness in his heart can be said to be the best in his life.

Seeing him so nervous, Guo Dalu smiled and said, "Look, you, when will it be reliable to do things in your family?"

He Dingwen: "...I have a saying that my mother sells criticism, don't you know whether to speak or not?"

When he wanted to say something else, Guo Dalu suddenly put the wine glass on the table, "Now this song is too soft, how can you enjoy it? Butler, take me the Guzheng and I will play a song for you!"

The dancing girls paused, and the background music also stopped at the same time. An old housekeeper came from the backstage panting, holding a guzheng and handed it to Guo Dalu, "Master, is this one?"

Guo Dalu took the Guzheng and waved to the butler, "Go away!"

He placed the guqin horizontally on the wine table, waved to the row of dancers in front of him, "Go away!"

So a group of women dancing with them also slowly retreated after saluting.

When the dancer in the lead walked backstage, he looked at He Dingwen with a sympathy. In their eyes, Director He Dingwen was so confused that he dared to step on stage to participate in the show himself.
Chapter completed!