Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Personnel..."

　　Tong Liya rolled her eyes speechlessly, but a light suddenly appeared in her mind...

　　"Eh? You wait a minute."

　　"how?"

　　"What time are you recording the show?"

　　"It's still the 26th, what's wrong?"

　　"This... I went to the company yesterday and received a ticket document from Congbai.com..."

　　"Well, then what?"

　　Although Congbai.com set off a "scalper" death craze last year, it is not a particularly big thing after all. Although people can't provoke you, they can join hands to use a huge propaganda offensive to drown you.

　　This method is purely a matter of size, and no one can do it.

　　However, Jay Chou's friendship supported him, and after transferring the "Strongest on the Surface" concert to Congbai.com, it still attracted a lot of traffic to the website.

　　But Nai He's world tour has not started this year, so the traffic is still very bleak.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't take it seriously.

　　Anyway, after September this year, Deyun Club will move the entire ticketing information to Congbai.com, so that the website will not be so pitiful.

　　Tong Liya lowered her voice:

　　"Didn't Jay Chou transfer the ticketing to us?"

　　"Well, yes, isn't the docking successful?"

　　"His 'Strongest on the Surface' series of concerts...starts next month!"

　　"what?"

　　Wu Shaobai was taken aback:

　　"What date is next month?"

　　"number 29."

　　"...you mean..."

　　Wu Shaobai vaguely seemed to understand what his daughter-in-law meant.

　　"You two can come to each other. He's here to assist you. Why don't you go to his concert? After attending the concert on the 29th, let's go on a tour on the 30th... How about it?"

　　"This……"

　　Wu Shaobai must admit...

　　He was moved.

　　Heart-warming...  

　　"He doesn't seem to be participating in variety shows, does he?"

　　"Who said that? You haven't watched the news yet? He's a judge on "The Voice" this year, okay?"

　　"Uh……"

　　Seeing that Wu Shaobai was still hesitating, Tong Liya's eyes lit up completely:

　　"Husband! You two can do it! "Fireworks is easy to be cold"! How about just singing this? Eh! I don't think there's anything wrong with it! Wow, it will definitely sound good! Okay? Is it good or bad..."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai was lost in thought.

　　At this time, the waiter came over with a large tray.

　　Interrupted the couple's conversation.

　　"Let's order food first... ah no, let's eat first."

　　Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"Eat first. After a while, I'll ask him, if you're free... invite me."

　　"Hmm! I'm looking forward to it~~~~"

　　As a fan girl, Tong Liya's eyes lit up with stars.

　　(See you in the morning).

Chapter 1775

　　"...It tastes good."

　　After eating a mouthful of Qianlong cabbage full of sesame sauce, Tong Liya whispered to her husband.

　　Wu Shaobai, who was bald with a mouthful of noodles, also nodded:

　　"Well...the sauce is a little saltier than what we made by ourselves."

　　Saying that, he looked at his daughter.

　　Wu Mingyue's eating is a little sloppy... I don't know if it's because of eating noodles or what, the little girl's face always dips a lot of things.

　　Pulling out a tissue to help her wipe it, Wu Shaobai asked:

　　"Is it tasty?"

　　"It's delicious... I'm tired of eating fried noodles made by my mother!"

　　Hearing his daughter's words, Wu Shaobai smiled slightly.

　　Girl, you are killing...

　　But he actually understood what his daughter said.

　　As one of the staple foods of Yanjing people, fried noodles is one of the staple foods at home. Don’t look at the recipes, sauces, etc. of various food bloggers on the Internet.

　　That's all bullshit.

　　There is a very, very uniform standard for evaluating the quality of jajang noodles.

　　You take a bite and compare it with the old mother or father's fried noodles.

　　It will never taste better than yours.

　　Definitely.

　　And the evaluation is good or bad, the good is "this taste is very similar to our house", and the bad is "the cooking is far worse than our house".

　　Whether it is good or bad, you can eat it, just like the steamed rice today is more watery and a little softer, and the water will be less tomorrow.

　　But there is still a standard for children, that is, the so-called "meal from someone else's house".

　　My daughter was used to the fried noodles made by her mother, but she suddenly changed her taste and thought it was delicious.

　　That's because she's still young.

　　When you work or do something in the future, that's when you can really tell whether the noodles are good or bad.

　　Because, the best food is always the bowl at home.

　　Wu Shaobai himself didn't understand this truth when he was a child, but when he grew up, he finally understood... What kind of fried sauce noodles my mother ate when I was a child? meaning.

　　With a touch of emotion, he took another bite and exploded...

　　"This taste is really ordinary, eat it, if you can't finish it, pack it back ¨' ."

　　"Ah."

　　Tong Liya watched her daughter take a bite of garlic with some greedy eyes...

　　She is very hungry.

　　If you eat noodles without garlic, the fragrance will be reduced by half.

　　Pity.

　　And some of the diners who were watching the movement of the three of them all showed strange expressions.

　　Hey Mr. Wu, Liya Tong.

　　Big star hey.

　　eat garlic hey...

　　So down to earth~

　　Tong Liya is so beautiful, if you give me such a daughter-in-law, I won't get a divorce if you kill me!

　　Divorced, I am a blind monk!

　　Still the first national uniform!

　　……

　　After a meal, Wu Mingyue ate a small bowl of noodles, and most of the remaining bowl went into Wu Shaobai's stomach.

　　Tong Liya finished eating her own.

　　The three of them ate the staple food without wasting at all.

　　As for the other leftovers, Wu Shaobai also asked the waiter to pack them and walked out with a plastic bag.

　　It looked like a dinner party at noon. The buddies who ate a table of leftovers were just about to leave, and saw that Mr. Wu knew how to pack... He sat back again, looked at his table of leftovers and shouted:

　　"Waiter~ Pack!"

　　Haiwanju came out.

　　Got into the car.

　　The summer heat made all three sweat.

　　"Go swimming?"

　　Tong Liya said.