Uncle Yu couldn't help laughing and asked for help, "At that time, it was generally unrest!"

"I was just a child at that time and just came to learn crosstalk!"

Qin Mo said, "Once, I saw two people standing at the door, combed their heads, dressed in Tibet, pointing at our door to grit their teeth!"

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Yu frowned, "How much hatred is this?"

Qin Mo gritted his teeth and said viciously: "What is the broken place? Is it a big deal? Is it a big deal? Is it a big deal?"

He turned his face and snorted angrily, "The person next to him said: What's there to see? He always sells extra seats, he always sells extra seats, he sells extra seats, he sells extra seats, he sells extra seats butts!"

“Huh~!”

"Who are these people!"

"I was still young at that time!"

Qin Mo comforted his heart and looked scared, "I was frightened by the abominable faces of these two people!"

"It's a kid!"

"When I turned around and ran back to the backstage, I saw my master and Mr. Guo here, and I cried and told them about this!"

Qin Mo directly imitated Lao Guo, "Oh, kid, don't cry, ah! It's okay, a grandson can't sell a ticket for three days, and his nose is so anxious that it's rotten!"

“Hahahaha~”

The audience burst into laughter and booed.

Uncle Yu also smiled bitterly and said, "What are you talking about?"

"no!"
Chapter completed!