There were only a dozen tables in the restaurant that accommodated hundreds of people. It seemed a bit empty, but it was extremely solemn.
All the old people filed in and took their seats according to their names.
The old chess king and old man Xie, as the organizers of this time, acted as the hosts at this moment.
The two walked onto the makeshift stage, swept past everyone present, and paused for a long time before slowly raising the microphone.
Old man Xie coughed and said, "We met in the prosperous years of youth, and in the blink of an eye we have reached our twilight years. Looking back at the road we have walked, we can see the blood that has been shed and the sweat that has been shed. Now I want to say something , worth it, everything is worth it!”
"Brothers and sisters, after seeing each other for so many years, I am really relieved to see that everyone is still the same. Youth has been lost, and time never stops. Maybe this is the last time we old guys will see each other!" said the old chess king.
The two said at the same time.
"Thank you all for traveling thousands of miles to meet us. Today we pay tribute to our lost youth and our lost comrades. Today we will not return until we are drunk!"
"Okay, the above is all nonsense, this sentence that you will never return until you are drunk speaks to my heart!"
"I thought you two were going to talk about a cross talk, but instead you turned out to be sensational. Old man, I've already looked away. I won't go home until I'm drunk today!"
Everyone present responded one after another, and the loud voice shook the roof.
Soon the tables were lined with cups and plates, and the aroma of fine wine wafted up.
The old chess king took old man Xie to a table and sat down. Just as he was about to pick up his wine glass and say a toast, he was confusedly interrupted by Zhang.
"Hey, you two just sit down like this?"
"If you don't sit like this, what else will you do?"
"You two were notoriously talkative back then, and you just put together a cross talk. Now that you sit down like this, everyone is disappointed. Let's talk about it later!"
The old chess king knew that this was revenge and wanted to refuse, but Zhang Mulu's prestige was too high. Immediately, more than a dozen people followed him and started to make noises, asking Lao Wang and Lao Xie to perform.
Lao Xie pulled Lao Wang's arm and pouted at the stage.
The two had no choice but to go back and pick up the microphone again.
The old chess king apologized and said, "I was indeed poor-tongued back then, but I really don't know how to talk in cross talk, and neither does Lao Xie. We are improvising, and if we have to force it out, we won't be able to untie it!"
"Then you can't come back and just put on a show to make everyone happy!"
The old chess king hurriedly begged for mercy, "Can I sing a song? It's not a good one, so let's just make do with it!"
"You can also sing. If everyone is not satisfied, you have to come one more time until they are satisfied!"
The old chess king had no choice but to agree. He took the microphone to brew his emotions and sang at the top of his voice for a long time.
"Beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, the green grass reaches the sky, the evening breeze blows the willow flute and the sound of the cold flute, the setting sun is outside the mountain... Hey, don't kick me!"
Lao Xie raised his leg as if to kick him, which scared the old chess king and hurriedly avoided him.
Lao Xie laughed and scolded, "You are already old. Is it appropriate for you to sing this song? Who are you planning to send away?"
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
Although everyone is in their seventies, they have been through the ordeal of blood and fire, so they don't care about this kind of joke at all. Instead, they think the performance of the two is very funny, really like listening to a cross talk.
Zhang sat there in a daze, with a smile on his face, "Let me just say, these two old boys are just having a cross talk!"
There were many fans of this one, and several people immediately agreed.
"Yeah, come on, keep talking, we can't let them come down until we're happy!"
"The troupe leader is right. I think they have lost their talents. They should have gone to the art troupe back then. Maybe they are just roles now!"
Everyone burst into laughter again.
The old chess king on the stage said, "Then what are you singing about? Come on, come on!"
Old man Xie cleared his throat and said to Mike.
"We don't know how to sing popular songs, and we can't sing bel canto or ethnic music. How about singing a folk song from my hometown!"
"Okay, come on!"
"In 1937, the Japanese invaded the Central Plains. They first opened the Marco Polo Bridge and then entered the Shanhaiguan Pass. Suddenly, the trains opened... The Japanese used big cannons, so we pulled the big bolts... Snap hook, Just beat this little devil to death..."
Old Man Xie's voice is not pleasant, but it is powerful and powerful, making people's blood boil after listening to it.
Everyone in the audience felt as if they had returned to the age of blood and fire. Memories came to mind. Some people sighed, some sighed, and some people's eyes became wet.
In a moment, the aftertaste dissipated, and everyone cheered loudly.
"Lao Xie, let's do one more!"
"No, why are you just torturing Lao Xie? That guy Lao Wang has to come too!"
"Let them both sing a chorus!"
The two of them discovered that the people making the noise were all from Zhang Mulu's group. It seemed that the revenge was not over yet!
They looked at each other for a while, and then had to start again with a grimace.
The old chess king said, "It's agreed that the last part is over. We haven't touched our teeth yet. If we suffer from hypoglycemia again, you can't bear the responsibility!"
Old man Xie said, "Since everyone appreciates it, I will collaborate with him on an exotic song for everyone first!"
Just as everyone in the audience was applauding, a dark figure quickly appeared on the stage, took the microphone from the old chess king, and blew it gently.
Boom, boom, the sound boomed, and the man grinned and said, "You seniors, you are in high spirits. It is a blessing to see you all today!"
"Who is he?"
"Are you here to cause trouble?"
The old chess king and old man Xie were also puzzled for a while. There were no other programs arranged. What is this person doing?
At this moment, the man opened his arms, revealing short black tubes and a bunch of wires.
Everyone has experienced bullets and bullets, and is naturally familiar with this stuff. Someone suddenly shouted.
"Be careful, he has thunder in him!"
Of the hundreds of people present, not a single one was afraid. Instead, they sat calmly and looked at the man on the stage.
The old chess king's face changed, and he said calmly, "Boy, back then I wasn't even afraid of the kid's nine-zero cannon. I really didn't like this thing. What are you going to do? Tell me directly!"
The man in black on the stage is Brother Chao who has been wanted for a long time.
He gave a thumbs up to the old chess king and said, "Okay, old man is brave. I have nothing else to do here today. I just want a few of you to take me out of the city. How about we just pretend that we have never met each other?"
Suddenly, Zhang in the audience opened his red phoenix eyes in confusion, his eyes flashed, and he sneered.
"Boy, are you afraid of blinding your dog's eyes? You are making a fool of yourself with this trick. Why don't you turn yourself in quickly so as not to make us laugh in vain!"
Brother Chao lowered his head subconsciously when he saw it, cursing secretly that he was so murderous that he almost couldn't withstand it.
At this moment, he was at the end of his rope, and with the only chance of survival in front of him, how could he give up so easily.
He immediately laughed wildly and said, "Yes, you are not afraid of death, but what about your family and relatives, can they watch you and me die together?"
This kid was taking everyone hostage, and everyone was immediately speechless.
Someone quietly looked around and found that there were two men in black standing at the door. It seemed that they had been prepared for a long time. It would be extremely difficult to escape if they wanted to seize the way.
What's more, at our current age, we don't have many agile legs and feet, so we can't compare with these young people.
"Haha, aren't you just being a hostage? You don't need so many people, I'm enough!"
It was Zhang Mulu who spoke. He stood up slowly and walked towards the stage on crutches.
