In the capital, Tan Yue's home.

"Happy Comedian" ended, and the whole family was laughing so hard that little girl Tan Xin couldn't understand many of the jokes, but some things are contagious between people, such as laughter, grandpa, grandma, uncle, mommy

Everyone was laughing, and Tan Xin also giggled.

"Xiao Yue, I see your name is on the subtitles of those skits. What's going on?" An Nuan raised her hand to smooth the hanging hair from her forehead and asked Tan Yue.

My parents also looked over and said, "Yes, son, I also saw your name on the subtitles introduced by several sketch crew members, or the screenwriter. Are you also involved in the production of the sketch?"

If a few years ago, Li Yulan, Tan Zhaohe and his wife knew how much their son weighed, now they really have no idea. They thought their son was on the second floor, but in fact he was on the fifth floor.

The family stared at him with burning eyes. Tan Yue smiled softly and nodded: "Yes, "Happy Comedian" is very unique and novel in its aspects, but this superficial form is easy to be imitated. The first issue, the

Audiences may be attracted to watch the second episode, but over time, after a follow-up program is produced, the audience may not be able to keep following "Happy Comedian". To solve this problem, the key is to start from the beginning.

Content up and down.”

"But fortunately, I accumulated some experience in doing comedy segments when I was doing "Tonight's 80s Talk Show" and "Complaint Conference", so I directly integrated those experiences with the content of "Happy Comedian" and combined it with

Those sketch creators tried it together, which can be regarded as crossing the river by feeling the stones, but looking at it now, the effect is still good."

Tan Yue smiled and briefly told his family.

The program's links and routines are all external forms, and others can follow suit, but the content is unique to Tan Yue, and others cannot imitate it.

The content is not good. Even if the external form is imitated and there is some success, it is definitely far inferior to "Happy Comedian". Just like the show "The Speaker" that has become popular in the past two months, "Tucao Conference" is higher

I copied it once, but without the unique and high-quality content of "Tucao Conference", I would never be able to achieve the results of "Tucao Conference".

"son."

After listening to Tan Yue's words, my mother looked at Tan Yue with a very emotional expression, with complex emotions in her eyes.

Tan Yue asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, Mom?"

My mother took a breath and said: "People used to say that my son is like my mother, but I still didn't believe it. I, Li Yulan, am so smart and you are so stupid, how can you be like me...I understand now.

You were influenced by your father before, but now you have broken through the shackles of your father's genes and finally become like me."

Tan Yue's mouth twitched slightly.

Dad had a black line on his head: "..."

As soon as "The Comedian" ended, my mother's phone started ringing again.

"Hello, third sister."

"Haha, what a coincidence, you also watch "The Comedian"."

"Yes, isn't it written in the subtitles at the beginning of those skits? Xiao Yue did participate."

"Yes, he has been smart since he was a child, but he was not motivated before. Now that he is motivated, his brain starts to work."

"Oh, what are you talking about? Don't say one signature, just ten signatures. I'll get them for you too."

To be honest, Tan Yue did have goosebumps when he heard his mother's "hypocritical" tone.

However, Tan Yue did not stop her. My mother has always been very high-spirited. Before she retired, she was an outstanding provincial teacher. She was highly respected in school and among friends and relatives. She was proud all her life. In the end, she lost to her son.

people.

I didn't have a choice before, but now that Tan Yue has made great achievements in his career, my mother's tail is raised again.

"Son, talk to your mother when you have time. Let's keep a low profile." Dad patted Tan Yue and whispered behind his mother's back.

Tan Yue shook his head and said, "Dad, I don't have time, so you should tell me."

Dad: "...Forget it."

Mom was on the phone here, and dad was accompanying her. It was a bit late, so An Nuan took Tan Xin back to the bedroom to rest.

"Mom and Dad, you should go to bed early as you have to take the bus tomorrow." Tan Yue warned.

Tomorrow, Monday, is the last day of the Qingming Festival. My parents, sister-in-law, and daughter are all going back. My sister-in-law has to go to work the day after tomorrow, and the little girl has to go to kindergarten.

Dad waved his hand and told Tan Yue to go back and rest quickly.

Tan Yue shook his head and did not go back. His parents would be leaving tomorrow. He was not in a hurry to go to bed and wanted to spend more time talking with the old couple. He liked this feeling of family affection very much.

My mother was chattering on the phone and chatting happily. The Tan family and his son did not dare to disturb her, so they sat cross-legged on the sofa and played with their mobile phones.

Tan Yue searched for discussions about "Happy Comedian" on the Internet and browsed briefly. They all had quite positive comments. It seemed that netizens were quite satisfied with the second issue of "Happy Comedian". Likewise,

Tan Yue himself nodded with satisfaction.

He is confident in the quality of the program, but the final result still comes from thousands of viewers. Only when the audience says it is good is it really good.

Next, Tan Yue went to Weibo and looked at it. Under the latest Weibo, there were indeed many comments. Tan Yue remembered that before the second episode was broadcast, it was still 30,000, but now it is 40,000.

"Teacher Tan, "Happy Comedian" is so good!"

"Hahahahaha, I was laughing so hard. My mother asked me why I didn't come out of the toilet. Can I say that my legs were weak from laughing?"

"I like the sentence in the show - 'What is easy to achieve is not a dream, what is easy to give up is not a promise. If you want to succeed, you have to dare to challenge. Only with dreams can you have a better tomorrow.' Come on! Come on tomorrow.

!”

"Tan Yue, you are great. I read the audience responses on the forum, and it turns out that you have participated in so many sketches."

"Director Tan, I love you so much, are you still looking for a secretary here?"

"Let me go, I bet that those divine sentences must have been written by Teacher Tan. Hahaha, there is a strong "Tucao Conference" style. If you don't believe it, you can come to Teacher Tan for verification. I hope Teacher Tan can

Flop.”

Tan Yue saw that someone actually compiled some golden lines from "Happy Comedian". The key is that these words were all written by him. Tan Yue couldn't help but be a little stunned. His jokes are now so highly recognizable.

Did you get over it?

for example:

"You are not a spare tire. You are at most a jack. I will use you to jack up the spare tire when I change it."

"What the hell, you look like this, what do you think of this world?"

"Joy is for everyone, it's funny, we mean it!"

"Let go of that pretty girl, I'm the captain, I'll go first."

"...."

Tan Yue really admired this vision, so he liked it, answered a few fans' questions, and then quit Weibo. He didn't know what turmoil would happen after Weibo was posted.

.......

The next day, everyone in the family had a long sleep.

I got up one after another around nine o'clock, and at ten o'clock my mother cooked.

After eating, he put his things in the car. Tan Yue was going to send his family back.

I came with a big bag and a small bag, but when I left, half of my luggage was missing.

Tan Xin, who had such a little mushroom head, also knew that he was leaving, so his face dropped and he looked unhappy.

Tan Yue drove the car and rushed towards the high-speed rail station. Through the rearview mirror, he saw Tan Xin's sullen face, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Tan Yue wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and closed it again. He was afraid that talking to Tan Xin would not only fail to persuade, but would make the little girl cry.

However, Tan Yue thought too much. After a while, when the car was about to arrive at the high-speed rail station, Tan Xin suddenly let out a cry and burst into tears.

No matter what her parents and An Nuan said, Tan Xin just stopped crying loudly, but big tears were still dripping from her big black jewel-like eyes.

Tan Yue said: "Xinxin, why are you crying?"

Tan Xin wiped away her tears: "I want to play with my uncle, I don't want to go back to kindergarten."

Tan Yue raised his eyebrows, not sure whether this little girl didn't want to give up on her, or didn't want to go to kindergarten... Tan Yue said: "Xinxin, when we went to Yenching University yesterday, you were not

That’s what you said, you said you want to go back and study hard and make progress every day.”

Tan Xin snorted and said, "But I miss my uncle."

Tan Yue comforted the little girl: "The May Day holiday is one month away. Can you let mom take you to play then? The May Day holiday is several days longer than the Qingming Festival."

After hearing this, Tan Xin's eyes slowly lit up.

After many efforts, little girl Tan Xin's mood was finally stabilized.

Parking the car in the parking lot of the high-speed rail station, Tan Yue entered the station with his family. However, outside the security check, Tan Yue could not go in again, so he had to watch his family pass through the security check.

When his family could no longer be seen, Tan Yue sighed softly, turned around and left.

The high-speed rail station is crowded with people, including men and women, young and old, wearing suits and ties and holding briefcases, wearing coarse clothes and cloth shoes and carrying snakeskin bags, and some wearing capes and costumes wearing costumes.

Tan Yue walked through the crowd, looking a little lonely.

Different from the little girl, the little girl can express her sadness without any scruples, but as an adult, Tan Yue can only bear it silently in his heart and wait for time to heal.

After opening the car door and sitting in the driver's seat, Tan Yue was not in a hurry to leave. He felt a little depressed and subconsciously wiped it into his pocket without touching the cigarette.

I don't know when it started, but he hasn't smoked for a long time.

Tan Yue was a little surprised. In his previous life, he had tried to quit smoking at least five or six times, but all ended in failure. He could not persist for three or four days at most. So after he picked up the bad habit of smoking again in this life, he never thought about quitting.

"Good guy."

Tan Yue's originally depressed mood was diluted by the surprise of suddenly discovering that he seemed to have quit smoking for a long time.

"Go buy another box?"

Tan Yue shook his head, forget it, stop smoking.
Chapter completed!