Little Shenyang: Where's the big lady?
Wang Xiaohu: This is Miss Da.
Yang Bing: Stop it. It's a security issue.
Song Xiaofeng: Brother, I want to recite a poem about Little Shenyang: Sing.
Song Xiaofeng: The three brothers met on a blind date and finally became friends. Yang Bing: What should I do? Shenyang: The two brothers-in-law have taken much trouble.
Shenyang: Come on, brother. Shen Chunyang: All right, big brother.
Shenyang: One plus one equals several. This problem should belong to mathematics. I study literature and know nothing about mathematics. Second brother, your family's ancestral math, you tell the big lady.
Yang Bing: Yes, math runs in our family. It is passed on from women to men.
Yang Bing: If I guess correctly, according to the multiplication formula, this question should be a multiplication question. 15 is five, 25 10, 3525, 3535, 3530, 3540, 353 is too difficult.
Shen Chunyang: How much is one plus one Song Xiaofeng: Yes, I heard it will rain the day after tomorrow.
Shen Chunyang: If your mother and I fell into the river, who would you save first? ? Yang Bing: In which river? Shen Chunyang: I don't know.
Yang Bing: If you don't know, you must tell me which river you two fell into, so that I can save you.
Shen Chunyang: I mean, if you fall into the river.
Yang Bing: What does falling into the river have to do with me? I don't know.
Shen Chunyang: I mean if you fall into the river.
Yang Bing: What does it matter to me that he won't fall into the river if I don't know him? You keep asking me this kind of question, can I answer it?
Shen Chunyang: I'm just making an analogy. Yang Bing: For example, I know my friends. Why did you hit him? Why are you so rude? Why do you want to make an analogy? I'm telling you, I can't promise.
Shen Chunyang: Go back.
Yang Bing: Alas.
Shen Chunyang: I mean, if you fall into the river.
Shenyang: I'll save my mother first.
Shen Chunyang: I like your filial piety.
Shenyang: No, I should save it first. May I not answer?
Shen Chunyang: You don't have to answer.
Shenyang: Actually, I am an orphan. Before I was born, my mother fell into the river. How I want to have a mother who loves me. Why does my mother ask this question?
Song Xiaofeng: I have looked everywhere, but my mother didn't fall into the river.
Yang Bing: There is Xu Xian in The Legend of the White Snake. I play Xu Xian, you play Fahai, and nobody plays White Snake, right?
Shen Chunyang: Zixie.
Song Xiaofeng: The moon looks good.
Shen Chunyang: Why don't you have a look?
Song Xiaofeng: I dare not look. I don't want to face you, a monster.
Shen Chunyang: It's no use. We can't be together in this life, because I already have the king's flesh and blood.
Song Xiaofeng: Ah, is flesh and blood better than donkey meat?
Hong Kong's four great geniuses:
Hong Kong's four great talents and four outstanding literati. Uncle Zhan, who writes pop songs, Ni Kuang, who writes science fiction, Cai Lan, who writes food, and Jin Yong, who writes martial arts, are all good friends and are all very literary.
Jin Yong (1924, the 6th to 20th day of the second lunar month181October 30th), formerly known as Cha, is a famous contemporary writer, journalist, entrepreneur, political commentator and social activist, and one of the main drafters of the Basic Law of People's Republic of China (PRC). Jin Yong is the most outstanding representative writer of the new school of martial arts novels, and is generally regarded as an unparalleled "peerless master" and "Taishan Beidou" in the history of martial arts novels.