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Chapter 261 The Number One Rocker, a Real Killer
Yang Yunsheng looked smug and proud.

"Just tell me, what do you say?"

Yan Hexiang said with a look of disgust, "What do you mean, 'what do you mean'? I already said, you are insulting my idol."

Yang Yunsheng sighed helplessly.

"I've discovered that you just don't know how to appreciate things."

Yan Hexiang chuckled: "Who doesn't know how to appreciate it?"

Yang Yunsheng pointed at Yan Hexiang's large muscles with his finger: "I've discovered that you just don't know how to appreciate things, you just don't know how to appreciate things."

Yan Hexiang said, "If you say so, then so be it. After all, we can't argue with a fool!"

The audience couldn't help but laugh, and they all agreed.

Yang Yunsheng gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"That's enough. We all know Teacher Yan is an idiot!"

Yan Hexiang was displeased: "Who's an idiot!"

Yang Yunsheng didn't respond, but continued, "Besides, I also think this storytelling isn't sophisticated enough!"

Yan Hexiang retorted, "Who said that? My master's storytelling is so much better!"

Yang Yunsheng was taken aback and asked a question in return.

"Your master?"

Yan Hexiang mumbled a name in Chinese, saying, "That guy, that guy's storytelling is so sophisticated!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "Let's not talk about who you're talking about. I have to tell you, what's the use of talking well? You have to talk about your new book!"

"What new book? Explain yourself!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "For example, 'Boonie Bears'."

Yan Hexiang pulled Yang Yunsheng aside and said, "Wait a minute, let my partner say 'Bear Out'?"

Yang Yunsheng nodded: "That's right, it's 'Bear in the Woods'!"

Yan Hexiang chuckled lightly: "Can they say it?"

Yang Yunsheng used two fingers to guide Yan Hexiang's eyes to himself.

"Look at me, look at me!"

"Okay, you do it!"

Yang Yunsheng lifted his coat, trying hard to create a double chin, but he couldn't.

"As mentioned last time, Xiong Da and Xiong Er chose to sneak into the City That Never Sleeps at night. However, they unexpectedly fell into a particularly reliable trap, but fortunately, the strong man Bald Qiang lent a helping hand."

Yan Hexiang: "Bald Qiang, a strong man?"

Yang Yunsheng: "With his great wisdom and strong tree-cutting ability, Bald Qiang bent down, his knee hit his chest, and his heel hit his butt. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the fifth floor of the headquarters of the Special Reliable Company."

Yan Hexiang quickly grabbed Yang Yunsheng: "First floor!"

Yang Yunsheng retorted, "It's the rule of the underworld to round up or down!"

The audience burst into laughter, but Yan Hexiang looked on with disdain.

"What kind of江湖 (jianghu) rules are these?!"

Yang Yunsheng continued, "The guard on the fifth floor is called 'Fly Restaurant'!"

Yan Hexiang looked on in surprise: "What the hell!"

Yang Yunsheng patted Yan Hexiang on the shoulder: "The name isn't that important! As the saying goes, the book speaks for itself. This hole-in-the-wall restaurant isn't run by ordinary people; it's run by men who defecate in the outhouse with their faces turned outwards."

Yan Hexiang: "It matches your description of a hole-in-the-wall restaurant!"

The audience began to applaud, which certainly lived up to the name of a hole-in-the-wall restaurant.

Flies, well, they just like people who poop in the outhouse with their faces outwards.

Yang Yunsheng said, "When this bald Qiang saw this, he hurriedly said, 'Bear Big and Bear Two, you go first, I'll take over this time!' After saying that, he touched the ground with both feet and did the 'Brother Qiang Three Water Swimming' move, pushing off with his left foot against the back of his left foot and his right foot against the back of his right foot."

Yan Hexiang gestured and quickly said, "I can't get on!"

Yang Yunsheng continued, "Then they arrived at the hole-in-the-wall restaurant. They couldn't agree on anything and immediately started fighting! They strode around, exchanging blows and stances. All you could see was the two of them, 'Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!'" Yan Hexiang exclaimed, "What kind of descriptions are those! They're disgusting!"

Yang Yunsheng: "Three hundred rounds and still no winner! Brother Qiang, I'm peeking around and I see that this guy from the hole-in-the-wall restaurant is more skilled than me. If I want to beat him, I'll have to use all my skills!"

"what?"

Yang Yunsheng gestured and said, "Wei a family!"

After saying that, Yang Yunsheng patted Yan Hexiang's arm and said, "This Wei family is really amazing. They can cut down ten thousand trees in a second. But looking around, not a single tree has been felled!"

Yan Hexiang said with a hint of sarcasm, "Let's not talk about something so shameful. Not a single tree was cut down, yet you're making such a fuss about it."

Yang Yunsheng clapped his hands, revealing a satisfied expression.

"I just want to ask, how does this feel?"

Yan Hexiang patted the air: "What does this feel like?"

Yang Yunsheng shook his head: "I've discovered that you don't know how to appreciate things!"

Yan Hexiang chuckled twice: "Who doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

Yang Yunsheng then added, "Not only is this not fashionable enough, but there's also Peking Opera from our capital city!"

Yan Hexiang stood with his hands on his hips, looking at Yang Yunsheng with a puzzled expression.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, how did you end up in our capital city!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "You don't need to worry about that. I just want to ask you, wouldn't it be very fashionable to sing Peking Opera in the capital with rock music?"

Yan Hexiang's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Screw you, Peking Opera and rock music, how can these be related?"

Yang Yunsheng said, "You don't know this, do you? According to historical records, rock and roll was learned from Peking Opera."

The audience started to boo; this guy was talking nonsense again.

What? Rock and roll is learning Peking Opera? That's ridiculous!

Yan Hexiang also extended his hand, then hesitated for a moment.

"you sure?"

Yang Yunsheng nodded and said, "Ah, that's right, it's recorded in history books, how could it be false?"

Yan Hexiang couldn't help but ask, "Which history book?"

Yang Yunsheng replied, "Don't worry about that, it's all recorded. Just look, their singing style is basically all about shouting, shouting rock, shouting Peking Opera!"

Yan Hexiang was stunned. After regaining his senses, he said, "You're talking nonsense! Peking Opera is all about singing, not shouting!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "Anyway, a lot of rock stars have emerged in the capital, and they are all top-tier celebrities!"

Yan Hexiang stroked his chin: "Really? Who are they?"

Is it Wang Feng?

Yan Hexiang nodded: "Yes, that makes sense!"

Yang Yunsheng then asked, "Yang Yunsheng, Yan Hexiang, Cao Yunjin, and Liu Yuntian, right?"

Yan Hexiang suddenly realized: "So out of all these rock stars, you only know Wang Feng!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "Don't worry about that!"

Yan Hexiang smiled and said, "Oh, I don't care about that!"

Yang Yunsheng said, "These rock stars all grew up listening to Peking Opera. They know how to sing Peking Opera well. Just like my favorite Chinese rock icon, Cuiming, no, Zhenjian Teacher, no, anyway, he's the father of rock!"

Yan Hexiang rolled his eyes at Yang Yunsheng, and the audience below the stage burst into laughter.

Where did this urging for death come from, and where did this true meanness come from?

You just can't name Cui Jian, right?

Cui Jian knew he would faint in the toilet on the spot.

Why is it that rock music has no tears in the toilet? If not in the toilet, where else can it be?

(End of this chapter)