Chapter 297 The Dinner is also crazy 2

There must be a clown at every dinner. The only difference is that some clowns take turns to do it, and some clowns stand alone.

Everyone is so empty but not free. If you don't laugh at others, how can you find jokes?

What is comedy? You see the pain of others.

What is tragedy? You feel the pain of others.

Is there a difference?

Or, when the pain is in the right position, it is a tragedy, and misplacement is a comedy.

If it is ridiculed and compared, if it is the young master of the Yang family, it is a tragedy, and if it is a subordinate, it is a comedy.

So comedy actors are often deep. What others see is the protagonist's joke, but the actor has to bear the protagonist's pain and pain alone.

Double pain.

Wang San doesn't want to be the protagonist.

I don't want to be the protagonist of comedy.

Since it is an inevitable evil of human nature to elevate yourself by any means, just avoid it.

What if someone comes to you?

Are you tired of living?

"Little Wang San, meet all the princes and ladies."

With many clouds, Wang San saluted at the door of the living room from afar. Yun Duoduo hid behind Wang San and was slightly blessed.

"You can't say that! My husband has been in the imperial court, and his status is one point higher than me. It's so polite, but it makes me wait.

If you want to suppress first, if you want to suppress first, the same truth.

How could Wang San not think of this?

Wang San is extremely modest: "Even if he hangs up his idle job, the villain is a subordinate of General Yuanshan's mansion. There should be some courtesy." With that, Wang San took Yun Duoduo to the side of the dining table. Serve the position of the dinner.

Is this polite? The meaning of the words is that those who hang in the court are just servants in the general's mansion. What are you?

Of course, this is Wang San's intention and Yang Hairuo's intention.

fell into everyone's ears? OK! General Yuanshan's mansion is so deep that if he can climb up, won't he also have the power of such a court official to be a subordinate?

It's the same thing, but people in different positions think they are important, and then feel that their understanding is right.

hehe.

Wang San looked at the satisfied and arrogant look of the people at the table and was extremely calm.

Because no one continues to give in.

Although it seems a little too much for more than 20 people to eat at the same table, the tables in the general's mansion are large enough to sit in and not crowded.

That's why no one really made room for Wang San.

Yang Hairuo's expression was slightly loose. Although she is stupid in Wang San's heart, she has a brain after all, and others are not within the scope of discussion. Except for Li Su's sweetheart, Wang San has long forgotten the names of these young ladies. And Yang Hairuo, since her vision is not wide enough, she is more transparent within this already narrow meal. How can Yang Hai not know the thoughts on both sides! Let such Wang San fool around in such a group of people? He can endure it, but what if it breaks out!

"Sir, you mentioned the 'in-man' before, but I don't know this..."

Wang San smiled and said, "You have good eyesight. This is my wife."

"It's a good match. Congratulations to both of you!"

A good match? Yunduo looks fat, and naturally can't compare her figure with others; her face is just quiet, far from good-looking, but her eyes are big and clear; as for her identity, how can no one know that she is just Yang Hairuo's maid? A good match is even more oppressive to Wang San.

and everyone echoed and praised.

Who knows who they admire?

Wang San scratched his head: "She listens to me. I can hold her down, hey."

Even Yang Hairuo didn't hear the meaning of this sentence. You can't even see what her ontology is. Is she qualified to judge?

Wang San didn't say much, but every sentence fought back.

Here comes the problem.

The level of others is low, and all the mean hints and ridicule can be heard, which makes mediocre people naturally relieve their anger. However, what Wang San refers to, every sentence is too deep. Although the meaning is more than a hundred times more vicious, these low-level people really can't hear it at all.

and the street debate with the shrew belong to this paradox.

These young ladies naturally praised Yunduoduo again. Ladies are sincere. Such clever and gentle girls are the most suitable to set off others. Which lady doesn't want to have such a personal maid? The princes mainly praised the identity of the maid. Isn't she also a maid?

Wang San nodded hip-hop, and secretly transmitted the sound to Yun Duoduo, constantly telling jokes, and didn't want her to get into these "elegant".

Yang Hairuo really can't stand it anymore.

What kind of tutors are these? Extremely stupid! And Wang San, is there anyone more vicious than him? At the beginning, such a sentence was put to make these so-called princes feel good and misunderstood, and then all the insults to Wang San became insulting themselves! And they are not aware of it!

Shameful is someone else's evaluation! I think you are shameful. No matter how good you feel, what's the use!

Wang San! Is this trying to embarrass me? Do you want to explain that I'm dealing with all this kind of people?!

Actually, I don't blame others. It can distinguish between subjectivity and objectivity, consider various positions from many aspects, and stripping the logical level. It is simple to say, but none of them can do it. Yang Hairuo did part of it, because of his complete self-feeling, he was secretly denounced as a fool by Wang San, but became the first person of the young generation in the eyes of the world.

What else?

So Wang San is in a good state of mind.

I'm not spitting! I am a silver-plated convex lens on the back. Is there any feedback magnification?

Oh, by the way, they don't understand what feedback amplification is.

And of course, this is not Wang San's counterattack, but just chatting and fighting for fun.

Everyone talked happily, and both his wife and Chu Wen came back and forth.

The whole audience saluted.

After all, these sons and ladies are not real idiots. Have they ever heard of Chu Wendu's prestige?

Naturally, their elders can't be all idiots. The general's mansion has never fallen in the court. Is it really just a few people who have made great achievements? If you want to respect your wife more, you have been whispered by their elders many times.

Madam saw Wang San and Yun Duoduo standing next to her at a glance, and sighed in her heart. Although she didn't see what happened before, it was too easy to guess. And at least this group of people will never get into the eyes of Xiaohai.

Sit down. The wife looked around at the crowd and said with a smile, "It has been some time for our Yang family to move to Peidu. It was not very convenient before. This time, General Chu happened to be a guest and cooperated with two banquets. I hope you didn't wait."

Talk and laugh Yan Yan.

"Okay, Wang San, you go down first. Next, I would like to have a drink to all my friends first. I hope this late banquet does not delay your good marriage.

Go down?

Wang San came forward and grabbed the wine pot, filled his wife, and said, "Drinking and talking about such elegant things, naturally you can't distract you from the waiter. Naturally, my husband and I will help Yaxing.

Couple?

What couple? Who allowed it? Without the words of the parents and the matchmaker, who have not worshipped heaven and earth and entered the bridal chamber, where did the couple come from?

Is this Wang San going to rebel?

(A huge problem was suddenly found in panic. My personal cool point seems to be different from that of the public... The conception and writing of this plot makes me feel extremely good, but will anyone watch such a thing? The tragedy of letters is still in front of us. People like to see muscle gorillas destroying everywhere, but feel that intellectual warfare is insulting the reader's IQ... Then there is no infinite flow... If you have time to write it in the book review area, do you want to read this kind of movie script-style copy? I can put the follow-up main line in the dinner party or propose to do it alone. Of course, I may jump into the big pit of the original vine scene again. If everyone doesn't say anything, I will write it freely.)