Who has the lines of the sketch Kung Fu Ling?

Kung fu command line

Gong Hanlin: Hello, children! (Greeting) Children go on stage to practice (waving back); Turn, turn, turn (to guide children to practice martial arts) After turning, say: Line up! (Stand back) Let's practice! All right. Practice with me and walk (wriggle) like this: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Gong Hanlin: Laugh, laugh! Okay, stop laughing. This is a simulated fist invented by the teacher. Is it because my movements are not good? I think my movements are very attractive (chin in both hands in a figure of eight). For Gong Hanlin, I am measured (touching my ass with my hand). For Gong Hanlin, I have meaning (touching my elbow with my other hand). For Gong Hanlin, I have charm (with one hand akimbo and one hand touching my head). I can say anything about Gong Hanlin. Gong Hanlin: I'll practice something energetic, for fear of scaring you. I have practiced 18 kinds of weapons, such as sword, spear, halberd, axe, hook, fork, whip, mace, hammer, boring stick, plastic stick, abduction meteor, and sharp-edged hook. I am proficient in everything. Gong Hanlin: Poor. Hey ~ ~ But our family really has a master who knows everything (crowd: Who is it? (That's my mother. Mention my mother's name, everyone knows. My mother is here. Hurry up and line up to meet you! (Zhao Suiyinle takes the stage) Critical moment: Mom (Gong Hanlin) Zhao: You said it was at this juncture. Gong Hanlin: Yes. What are you doing here? Gong Hanlin: Don't make noise, don't make noise. This is my mother. The thing is, the junior Wushu team wants you to go back and guide them. Considering that your old man is 70 years old this year, and I can't bear to practice at home, I want to teach them for you, in case you are tired. Zhao: Aren't you afraid of making me angry? Gong Hanlin: Why? Zhao: You don't look like a martial arts person if you stop here. Gong Hanlin: Hey! Guys, look at me. Why don't I look like it? Gong Hanlin: I stand like a pine tree. Zhao: You look like an onion! Gong Hanlin: Mom, you can't say that about me! Zhao: Did I say you? When can I say that about you! You don't know what kung fu is. Gong Hanlin: Gnome male-"I understand! When I was a child, you told me a lot. This martial arts practice is to practice one breath inside and exercise your muscles outside. Zhao: I can see that only the skin is left after cutting the bone (hahahahahahaha) Gong Hanlin: Don't cross-examine, don't cross-examine. Mom, why do you always pick me up? Zhao: You say that everywhere! Son, this China Kung Fu is our national treasure! Gong Hanlin: I see. Zhao: Yes, in other words, it's called Wu Culture! (C: Wu Wen dialect? ) Do you understand? Wu Wen dialect, right? Gong Hanlin: Yes, unless you practice in winter and summer, you can't practice real kung fu. Practice, practice. Zhao: A stake! Gong Hanlin: Are you kidding? Practice hard. I can't practice in winter and summer. It's my fault that I'm leaving. Zhao: Son ~ ~ ~ Gong Hanlin: I don't listen to Zhao: I'll explain it to you! Gong Hanlin: I don't listen to Zhao: This boy Gong Hanlin: I don't listen to Zhao: Bah, I (holding a man's hand and pretending to twist it hard) Gong Hanlin: Be gentle. Zhao: You are making a hullabaloo about. Gong Hanlin: Mom, what are your merits? Zhao: This is called internal strength! Gong Hanlin: Is family work that powerful? Zhao: Let me explain it to you, son. I don't want you completely. Mom is also responsible. Gong Hanlin: Why? Zhao: You were too thin when you were a child. It's too soft, (yes) mom can't bear it, so it's delayed you. Gong Hanlin: Look, look, I said why I don't practice. This is your fault. Why don't you let me practice? Zhao: It's all mom's fault. Zhao sang: I am always too soft-hearted to let you practice until dawn. You should be a strong person with no regrets. I know you're not that strong at all. Gong Hanlin sings: Don't be too soft-hearted. You should bear all the problems for me. It seems too difficult to practice. I know I won't be forced casually. Zhao Sing: Well, I shouldn't be too soft-hearted. I want you to practice until dawn. Gong Hanlin sang: I have no regrets about being a strong man, and I will make myself strong. Zhao: That's right. (Clapping the man) You still feel too soft. No ~ ~ Gong Hanlin: Don't call me soft, teach me hard kung fu first. Zhao: Well, stand still. I will teach you to be strong. This is called indomitable spirit. Gong Hanlin: It's called "Standing in the sky ~ Standing on the ground ~ (soft) Zhao: That's what a model looks like! Gong Hanlin: Please come again. Zhao: Stand up straight. Gong Hanlin: indomitable spirit (soft) Zhao: Oh, you are so stupid. Gong Hanlin: indomitable spirit (soft) Hehe, you are just like me. Zhao: I told you to cheer up and look around. Gong Hanlin: Alas, alas, alas, alas, alas, Zhao: The children are practicing. Gong Hanlin: Come on, come on, do something. Give me a soul. It's up to you. Gong Hanlin: Lying like a bow, standing like a tree, walking like a clock, a gust of wind, the northern leg of Nanquan, the eight diagrams of Shaolin Wudang Kung Fu Taiji, the palm of Chinese magic. Zhao: Lying like a bow, Gong Hanlin: Death like a bow, not shaking like a bell, walking like a gust of wind, Nanquan and the retreat from Shaolin and Wudang Kung Fu, Taiji Bagua Palm, China's magic. Zhao: Sweep a large piece with a stick. Gong Hanlin: Pick one gun. Lines (Line) Zhao: as light as a swallow in a cloud Gong Hanlin: We are heroic and straightforward, and we are going straight into the sky (sky) Zhao: practicing external muscles (skin); Gong Hanlin: Practice internal breathing (qi); Combine rigidity with softness, and don't bow; There is a heaven and earth in our hearts; Zhao: The cool breeze sword is in hand. You can know whether there is a master martial arts by watching it go with the double swords. Hands are two doors and feet are one. The soil and water in all directions have nurtured the soul of Chinese martial arts. Oriental Dragon, children are like heroes, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and China has magical power. Zhao: China has magical powers.