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

Chapter 131 Fuck You, Your Master Is The Little Black Fatty! 【Subscribe】

"Speaking of this hobby, everyone has it, and there are even some who are better at storytelling than me.

So today you have a fun picture.

But according to the rules, let's start with the opening poem first! "

Come up with a few words of nonsense.

After clearing away the things on the table, Qi Yuncheng threw out his words in a serious manner.

"Abiding by the law is always sad, and the strong beam sings happily every night!

Riding a mule at the expense of others and benefiting oneself, starving with integrity and justice!

Repairing bridges and repairing roads blinds the eyes, killing and setting fires a lot!
I went to the Western Paradise and asked the Buddha, and the Buddha said! "

Snapped!
After a short breath, Qi Yuncheng photographed it eye-catchingly, and at the same time spoke again.

"Me too!!!"

"it is good--"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

one more time.

There was strong applause in the theater, and everyone was so happy, and some even yelled hard.

But to the actor's feeling, it's fake.

Because it was the first time for him to talk about storytelling, how could there be so many shouts, but it is also clear that everyone praised it deliberately, so the mood has always been high, and it is also very lively.

It's just that he is so lively.

The backstage is not idle either, because there are people coming.

It was none other than Guo Degang, Gao Feng, and the old man Jin Wensheng, and even Luan Yunping followed.

As for why Luan Yunping was here, it was mainly because he tipped off the news, otherwise how would he know when Qi Yuncheng came to power.

And wait for them to collectively arrive at the backstage.

The rest of the people in the backstage were startled, not to mention Master and Boss Gao, the old man and the others really couldn't see them.

Because he is generally only in Tianjing.

And this year is 80 years old, born in 1930.

An old man who lived almost a century.

So it is really rare to see an elderly gentleman, but besides being thin, the gentleman's body is still very tough.

Come on this cold day.

A gray down jacket for the whole body, warm clothes and a pair of fleece pants are all done.

There is nothing else added, mainly because he doesn't like it, because he still has some performances at his age.

That's inconvenient.

This time, let's go to the side screen.

Jin Wensheng sat on a handful of grand masters brought by Guo Degang, and at the same time received a cup of hot tea from Gao Feng, mainly to warm his body.

I just sat in the library for a while, and then there was a bit of wind on the road, and it was quite cold.

But after Jin Wensheng took it, he asked in a purely euphemistic manner, "What's the matter?"

"White tea! I prepared it for you. It tastes very good."

Seeing this, the old man went back, "Why am I drinking this stuff? Is there any high damage? Just give me a little flush."

"Then I'll go for it!" Luan Yunping, who was standing right behind, said a little, then took the cup with a short body and went down.

As for the high broken tea, their backstage is prepared, because there are indeed people who like to drink it, and this is the leftover dregs and foam of tea, which can be said to be very cheap.

People who drank it before all figured this out.

But the times are different, and more and more people love to drink, almost sold out.

Even if they can buy it, it is not easy.

And just as Luan Yunping was going down, Jin Wensheng turned his attention to Qi Yuncheng on the stage, and took a good look. After all, he didn't recognize too many disciples of Deyun, so he asked.

"That's the kid?"

"Yes! It's called Qi Yuncheng!"

"Really? This child looks very similar to when I was young, very handsome!!"

"Oh, yes!!"

Guo Degang is used to the style of talking like this from the husband, so he can only laugh by his side, then raise his head and look at him.

I really don't know how this kid's storytelling is today.

But with his stage experience, it should be good to stand there. It is estimated that as long as he doesn't realize that the old man is here, he shouldn't have too much psychological pressure.

For this, Guo Degang actually had a similar feeling.

At the beginning when he performed in the system, Mr. Hou Yaowen watched from the audience, and he was also nervous when he performed.

So if you don't tell it like this, it's just worrying about the child.

And at the moment on the stage.

Qi Yuncheng really didn't know anything.

After finishing the opening poem, he put his hands on the table and spoke.

"For today's storytelling, I actually prepared a lot, and I even turned down tens of millions of performances.

So it's not easy. "

"Ah~~"

Hearing this, the audience sitting below, how could it be possible not to boo.

Believe it or not, it's a real ghost.

Qi Yuncheng smiled indifferently, "It should be! I also know that you will be able to make up the money for me.

The show will be over later, remember to cooperate actively, and we can be regarded as making more friends.

But let's talk about it when the show is over, you finally bought the tickets.

Let's talk more about books. "

"Then when you talk about storytelling today, someone might ask, are you talking about storytelling or stand-up comedy?"

"It's really hard to explain this matter now. What's the matter? In fact, from an artistic point of view, the two are similar in many ways."

"Speak first!"

Qi Yuncheng raised his hand and gestured one by one, "It's all performed by one person, and they all tell stories. There are burdens, plots, laughs, and comments.

How to distinguish it.

I personally think it's about people.

For example, my master Guo Degang talks a lot about cross talk, as long as he speaks alone, even if he talks about storytelling, you will think it is a stand-alone.

As for those storytelling masters, if they say a stand-up at random, you will think it is a storytelling.

So it's really hard to distinguish, and it's also quite difficult.

This is different from counterpart cross talk, where a partner can stand next to it.

I'm alone, I can't speak for myself. "

At this point, Qi Yuncheng turned his face away, started his usual state of talking about cross talk, and then spoke.

"Hey, Qi Yuncheng, your master is a little black fat man. Then I have to curse back, fuck you, your master is a little black fat man."

Hahahaha!

For an instant.

All the audience below couldn't stop laughing because of this passage.

Anyway, they are scolding their master anyway.

Hearing this, Guo Degang stood on the side screen and really had nothing to say. This kid must have just started learning storytelling, but this thing has a sense of stage, so it’s really not a new thing.

And Mr. Jin Wensheng was also happy sitting on the chair. Guo Degang's black and fat, how could his master not understand it.

But after laughing, Qi Yuncheng cleared his throat, "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble! Let's start writing Ji Gong Biography!

So is there such a person as Jigong in history?

Actually there is!
It passed away in 1209, and it has been more than 800 years since this year.

This person lived to be 61 years old. Of course, it is different from the fairy tales you read!
There is such a monk who is uninhibited, but the broken shoes and hat are made up by everyone.

True or false, false or true, the good wishes of the crowd were condensed and placed on this person.

Then there was the biography of Ji Gong. "

(End of this chapter)