Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 118 Ask Master Hou to draw a license plate! 【Subscribe】

"Parts? Are they all loose? How do you do this?"

Luan Yunping, who was looking at things all over the place, seemed completely confused about what her partner was going to do.

On the contrary, Qi Yuncheng didn't care, and fiddled with his hands together, "It's okay, let's save together!"

"Save now?"

"Turn it on, some take the screw, some take the wire, and some take the shoelace." Qi Yuncheng twisted it with his hand, and then tied a bow with his orchid fingers.

It was this action that made the audience laugh.

This is not too important, but it can be regarded as a physical joke, just look at Coke.

But Luan Yunping questioned, "Can this be strong?"

"Almost! Almost! After finishing the fight, leave it here. An actor from Deyun called Shaobing came and rushed out the door, oh my god, Transformers!"

"What kind of look is this?"

"Yeah, look, it's a motorcycle!

After finishing speaking, he was also happy, hehe, your introduction really looks like this! "

"Well, I don't know what it is if I don't say it."

"Great, I'll do it."

"But what kind of cars are these?" Luan Yunping said in a somewhat disgusted tone.

But in the next second, Qi Yuncheng became confused, "According to legend, motorcycles must have a brand, right?"

"What kind of car doesn't have a license plate?"

"I'll go find them, Uncle Policeman, please give me a sign.

As soon as people listened to the music, they couldn't make it up after saying a word. "

"how?"

"It's okay to kill you. If your car breaks up, it will easily hurt the people."

"Every time your car hits, parts will fly out!!"

"oops!"

Qi Yuncheng was in a dilemma with his hands behind his back. After looking around and seeing nothing else, he complained, "This is bullying."

"This is not called bullying, you know that your car is broken?"

"No sign..."

After muttering, Qi Yuncheng seriously thought of a way on the stage. After thinking for a while, his eyes brightened, and he patted his partner's arm, "Hey, how about I get someone to draw one?"

"Draw a fake sign?"

"We have friends!!"

"Who did this to you?"

Before mentioning his name, Qi Yuncheng almost couldn't help smiling, and then said, "There is a person named Hou Zhen! Everyone knows it!!"

"Know!!!"

In the theater with thousands of people, these two words were yelled out in unison. The scene was very lively, even the baggage was not lost, and many people had already started laughing.

Even Song Yi in the auditorium, she had seen the part where he talked about Hou Zhen's chicken with cashew nuts.

At that time, it was really funny to her.

So the memory is still fresh.

Not to mention other audiences, there are almost no ones who don't know. Of course, there are still children who don't know why they are sitting in their seats.

Hear them.

Qi Yuncheng was at ease, then pressed his throat, and said like Lord Hou, "I ordered a chicken with cashew nuts today, I like chicken with cashew nuts, but the chicken inside is not chicken, it looks like diced meat.

Do you think it's fair? Is it fair? ! ! "

"Oh!" Hearing this, Luan Yunping quickly hid back in fright, and at the same time subconsciously complained, "I heard you finish this paragraph that day.

When I go home to sleep, I feel that my bed is full of cashew chicken! "

"You're not bad, I'll go home and sleep under the quilt!"

"Hoo!"

Hahahahaha!
On the stage, the two interjected and argued, and the audience burst into laughter as soon as they imagined the scene.

The audience with a low point of laughter burst into tears.

Because the burden of cross talk is never the actor's lines, but to use the actor's words to imagine the scene.

So the whole theater became noisy again in an instant.

"Good fellow, Lord Hou who is in bed, this is crazy!"

"Master Hou in bed, this can tell me I'm dead."

"However, it would be great if Master Hou was here, and I have to let him have a piece of cashew nut chicken!"

"Yes, I guess it's really fun!"

……

Pieces of movement.

The two actors on the stage were also helpless and could only wait for them to finish laughing.

And that was really not the right word just now, you can hear it by listening to the words.

Sometimes actors are like this. After feeling the atmosphere on stage, they must perform better than off stage.

Even the effect is much more than that.

However, the entire National Palace Theater did not last too long.

Qi Yuncheng continued, "Hou Zhen! The grandson of Master Hou's family!"

"Don't you mention it like that? It's weird!"

"The identity is here!"

"That's true."

"The eldest son and grandson of the Hou family, the only descendant of the Hou family who speaks cross talk, and everyone knows him, he is good at drawing.

It's so well drawn that it's no problem. "

"How can this painting work?" Luan Yunping was always worried about this.

"Whatever, I went to find Lord Hou, and I said Lord Hou, help me!"

"what did he say?"

Qi Yuncheng played the role sideways, "Is it like a story? Is it like a story!"

"I knew it was this."

"Master Hou, if you're tired of drawing one, it's just a joke.

Hou Ye thought about it, so he just painted.

Then I drew a sign for me, and then drew a driver's license. "

Slightly taken aback, Luan Yunping spread out her palms and gestured, and asked again, "You don't have a driver's license either?"

"That's right! Just putting these two together cost me 200 yuan."

"It's pretty cheap?"

"It's still cheap?"

Qi Yuncheng gritted his teeth and felt distressed, "This is more expensive than my car."

"Your car is less than two hundred?"

"Eighty cents a catty, it cost me 140 yuan."

Luan Yunping shook her head, put her hands on the table to rest, "This car is based on scrap iron!"

"After the painting was finished and everything was done, I didn't expect that I succeeded, so I drove to the street!"

After saying this, Qi Yuncheng raised his hands behind the microphone to look at the front of the car, then raised his right foot and started stepping on the fire with all his heart.

"puff!"

"Didn't step on it!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff—"

"Huo, your car pulled this!"

Hahahaha!

Hey~~

The audience immediately burst into laughter, and then booed bursts.

Qi Yuncheng stopped what he was learning, and pointed at Luan Yunping, "I hate you!"

"No, what's the matter with this, it's still puffing, you have a bad stomach, don't you?"

"My car burns soybean oil."

"never heard of that."

"Puff~puff~"

Once again stepping on the fire, Qi Yuncheng suddenly became happy, "It's a success!!"

"That's right!" Luan Yunping nodded expressionlessly, "I'm happy now."

"Take my big motorcycle to the streets!"

"Dare you go out?"

"Idlers, get out of the way." Qi Yuncheng didn't care, and shouted again, "It's getting dark, please close your eyes~~"

"Okay, the killer is out!!!"

(End of this chapter)