Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 341

The Linglong group ended, and the host came out with a smile and introduced: "Okay, thank you two for your wonderful performance just now.

Blessed are the audience, today our Shen Changle will perform stand-up comedy for the first time since his career on this stage, please enjoy the performer Shen Changle of "Fighting Skills" below! ! !Applause from everyone! ! ! "

"Good good good good!!!"

Many of the audience in the audience were long-time fans of Shen Changle from Deyun Society. They were all surprised when they heard this, and then there was a burst of good-bye and cheers.

Shen Changle walked up to the stage cheerfully by himself, looked at the curious eyes on the audience, and didn't start in a hurry, and smiled casually into the microphone: "Everyone, if I don't occupy one person next to me, can you hear me?" accustomed?"

"Yes!!!"

"I'm not used to it!!!"

Some viewers followed suit.

Shen Changle said with a calm attitude: "It's a coincidence that I'm not used to it, or else we should call Teacher Hou up???"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The audience booed and laughed.

Shen Changle said: "That was a joke just now. When I came up, Teacher Hou Zhenhou had already opened the mobile game King of Pesticides. It probably won't be finished in more than ten minutes. Teacher Hou even told me specifically."

"You must say more about this! It's best to wait until I finish this masonry promotion match."

"I said that might not be realistic, and I'm not talking about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". It will be talked about for several months."

The audience chuckled again, and the entire auditorium slowly fell silent.

Shen Changle nodded lightly, knowing that the timing was right, her face became a little more serious, and she raised her head and read aloud: "Goose, goose, goose, sing to the sky."

"White hair floating in green water, I'm... smack!"

Shen Changle picked up the eye-catching phone and tapped it lightly, and said with a crisp laugh: "Shen Changle!"

"Good good!!!"

"another one!!!"

The audience applauded.

Shen Changle said helplessly: "There's no such thing as this stuff, it makes people laugh."

"This is called the opening poem, which plays a role of suppressing words. In ancient times, there was a storyteller who told a story. He sat down and couldn't continue talking. Everyone is curious about this opening poem. Hey, what is said in the beginning? I couldn’t hear it clearly, and everyone became quiet because of their curiosity.”

"There are two types of opening poems. One is more formal. It is the outline of the short story to be told today or the summary and preface of the long story, and two short poems. Everyone has read "Journey to the West" Right? How did you summarize before the main text?"

"The chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and there is no one to see."

"Since Pangu broke the majesty, he opened up the distinction between clear and turbid."

"All living beings look up to benevolence, and all things are created to be good."

"If you want to know the Yuan Gong of Good Fortune, you have to read "Journey to the West, Shi'e Biography". Right?"

"Yes!!!"

"That's right!"

The audience all nodded. Needless to say, the four great classics of the Dragon Kingdom are essential extracurricular readings in school.

Shen Changle said: "For example, what was said in "Three Kingdoms" before, the long-term division must be united, and the long-term union must be divided."

"This is the first type. The second type is more flexible. It doesn't have to be related to today's talk. There are small poems and jokes."

"This is one of the differences between stand-up, storytelling, and counterpart crosstalk. Stand-up is because you are alone, so you come alone if there is no one standing next to you. There is no need to talk about books or cross talks, just take today's daily newspaper and talk about news and current affairs, and everyone will be very happy if you can talk about it, that's a big skill."

"As for me, I definitely can't reach the height of the old man. I can only stand on the shoulders of giants and tell everyone about this classic stand-up - "Fighting Skills""

"This story is not a modern one. It has to go forward for many years. During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, on the stone pillars of the five archway in Qianmen Street, the imperial capital, there was an imperial list. Posted, alarmed the passers-by on the street, farmers, businessmen, five elements and eight works. 100 twenty lines..."

Behind the stage curtain, Hou Zhenzhi nodded in the corner and gradually let go of his heart. It was his corner outside, his partner.

To be honest, Shen Changle is basically as nervous as he is under the pressure in the background, but he and Shen Changle are both the same people, people who don’t want to show it. Still involuntarily unable to play with his heart, one person ran over, and the cat was here to listen to what was going on.

"Uncle Hou, how is it? No problem???" Meng Hetang whispered.

Most of Hou Zhen's attention was on the stage. Who would have imagined that there would be a sudden movement from behind, and he was immediately shocked, and a national curse almost jumped out:
"Wow... What are you guys doing crowding behind me???" Hou Zhen was speechless when he turned his head.

Good guy, apart from Shen Changle who played in the backstage, one of them was squeezed behind him, and there were quite a few of them.

"Aren't we just like you, Uncle Hou, caring and curious? I see that what Brother Chang Le said is very good, no problem, Uncle Hou?" Wang Jiulong asked in a low voice.

Hou Zhen smiled and said: "No problem, the audience's attention has already come, and this opening has started a conversation with the audience, and everyone's eyes are all on him, and it will be very stable to bring it into the story. Let’s just say, I’m really a born actor, and I’ve seen this feeling in a few people.”

"Who is that, Uncle Hou??" Zhou Jiuchuang said.

Hou Zhen said: "My grandfather, my third uncle, Young Master Ma of Jindu, your master, and a few others have all been put into the box."

Everyone in the Deyun Club couldn't help but gasp, but they didn't have any doubts. They believed in Shen Changle's strength, and even more in Hou Zhen's vision in this regard.

"At this time, a man came from the north. The man's surname was Sun Delong. He was a butcher on Dongsi Pailou Zhushi Street. He also knew how to bind and slaughter pigs. He was from Dengzhou Prefecture, Lu Province. He was in his 40s. Son, good to drink."

"I just came back from Nanshi this day, and I have a pig's hook under my arm. It's five feet away from it, and it will be put back as soon as it is put on-this hand has a money bag, and the account book is still under one arm, and a rope is tied around the waist, and a pewter flagon is hung on the rope. , polished to a shiny finish, and wearing a cloth padded robe, but it has already turned into satin."

"What's the matter? Because he also wipes the meat after cutting, and oil after cutting. After a long time, it looks like the gàng knife cloth in the barbershop now.

"He went to the market that day. He just went to the liquor store and came out after drinking. He was so drunk that garlic was mixed under his feet in the aisle, and he couldn't speak smoothly."

Shen Changle directly switched to pouring, and spoke serious Shandong dialect, as vivid as if he was really drunk: "Oh, this wine is sorghum water, drunk people get drunk first, and they can't see the way when they open their eyes. !"

Shen Changle showed the protagonist Sun Delong's face in detail, and made a detailed description of the character's image, clothing and accent in all aspects. There is no doubt that it is a typical style of Master Liu Baorui!
(End of this chapter)