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

Chapter 208 If I talk to your uncle about Fenhe Bay in the future, I will be the one! 【Subscribe】

Time passed by every second.

Since Yu Qian said that it was time for Ding Shan'er to come, the cross talk started to get on the right track.

Even if there is a mistake later.

Guo Degang was also able to get it back in an instant, and then performed according to the original burden.

And after another 10 minutes of performance, the two gave the bottom line.

But the moment of stepping down.

Guo Degang's heart was galloping, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Just this crosstalk is not next to each other.

Fortunately, it's finally over.

But blame him for drinking?

That's impossible, and even greeted immediately behind the side screen, "Hurry up, help your uncle go down to rest.

The longer he stares in a daze, the longer he wakes up, I can't bear it anyway. "

Confession finished.

Meng Hetang immediately supported her godfather to go down, but Yu Qian was still in a daze when he was walking at this time.

Because the performance was over, the energy and spirit were gone in an instant, so it was impossible to save him when he touched the sofa.

And Guo Degang also came to the backstage to rest, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

Mainly tired!

Mentally tired.

However, Qi Yuncheng came over to pass a cup of tea as if gloating, "Master, how are you? Are you okay?"

Guo Degang didn't answer right away, took a sip of the water, and then started complaining, "If I tell your uncle about Fenhe Bay again, I'm the one!!"

"Isn't that the end of the story? You are amazing." As an apprentice, Qi Yuncheng rarely praised his master, and at the same time, he was full of smiles because of what he said just now.

Guo Degang took a look at his apprentice, he was really speechless, "Since there are class rules, there is no one who brings wine to the stage, except you, uncle Qian'er.

Good guy, it's better than giving me a sap! !

Of course, Uncle Ni didn't come on stage drunk.

It is to make a negative example for you!
Remind you that this will be wrong in the future. "

"Master, you are still holding it up. The last game is worth saving. When the uncle comes again, I guess you won't say that."

"Hey! There's another one!!"

Immediately, Guo Degang began to frown, he thought that the scene was over for him today, otherwise he wouldn't be able to tell the joke.

But Qi Yuncheng was happier when he was by the side. It is true that he rarely saw the master in a trance and in a panic, especially when the uncle threw the chair, he was definitely like them, with the same fear.

After all, if you mess around, it's over.

But I wouldn't tell Master about it.

Qi Yuncheng searched casually, picked up a folding fan from the table in the background, opened it, and slowly fanned the master.

And turned to look at the sofa next to him, because the uncle was lying on it.

Sleep soundly.

The coming and going of Xiaomeng and Shaobing around him did not affect him at all.

But after watching for a long time, Guo Degang, who gradually calmed down, remembered one thing.

"Yo, I remember you went out with your daughter, right? Didn't you come back halfway?"

Qi Yuncheng shook his head, "It's okay! Song Yi is very nice and understands, and I'll come after I said it."

"Yes, I also met during the day, it's really good, but why didn't you tell me? Just in the afternoon, I thought you two weren't together.

Just fool around.

And now you are like this, uncle Qianer, you are going to kill me here today. "

Qi Yuncheng was puzzled, "Then I don't know about this, I thought the uncle told you, so I didn't say anything."

"Forget it! Forget it! I'm very happy that you can find such a good girl, see you later. But there is another one, I have never felt so sad about performing cross talk.

This is my life. "

Guo Degang let out a deep sigh.

Because I don't know if my senior brother will continue to talk nonsense.

But there is no way.

Even if you talk nonsense, you can only stick to it.

But after a while, Guo Degang began to worry about the child again, "Now you make a phone call with your daughter, don't take the initiative and act like a piece of wood.

The more we are together, the better we treat others.

Besides, you came here suddenly, and she doesn't know the specific situation, so she will definitely be anxious. "

"it is good!"

Putting down the fan in his hand, Qi Yuncheng walked aside and called Song Yi to explain, and he really needed to explain.

When she left, it could be seen that she was indeed a little worried.

But it didn't take too long. After Song Yi knew the situation, the two of them only communicated through text messages, because they knew that the performance was not over yet.

Not to mention taking care of Uncle Qian'er.

And Uncle Qian'er lay on the backstage sofa without moving during the half an hour when the actor assisted in the performance.

It was still the last few minutes when Xiao Meng woke up, and then several people helped him sober up, such as fanning the wind or wiping his face with hot water.

I'm afraid that the accident just now will happen again.

As for the last program, it is also a traditional joke, and the name is "Old Old People"!
It was created orally by folk artists in the late Qing Dynasty.

But this time it went very smoothly.

After the performance, the performance will be over, and the curtain call will take another ten minutes.

The crosstalk actors upstairs in Guo Jiacai had already started to leave.

Don't think it's fast, but with the 10 minutes of Nightmare before Shaobing, the entire performance time is not too short. After all, it was about two programs long.

If he wanted to leave in the end, it would still be Meng Hetang who drove his godfather back.

But when he was about to leave, Guo Degang said a few words, "When it's delivered home, please send me a text message.

Your uncle can be regarded as powerful if he drinks like this.

It's best if nothing else is happening. "

"No problem, let's go then."

"Let's go, go back quickly, this day is enough."

The voice fell.

The whole backstage was empty at almost eleven o'clock.

The reason why I didn't stay here was mainly because there was a person who was too drunk, and Guo Degang was really tired.

There was almost no rest.

But Yu Qian is different.

As long as he is not performing, he basically lies on the backstage sofa, so much beer, if he does not rely on the belief that he needs to perform.

He couldn't hold on to it.

So when the show was over, he just fell asleep unconsciously.

But there is no such thing as being awake all the time, when Xiaomeng sent her home and the time came to three o'clock in the morning.

Yu Qian sobered up, and got up from his wife's side sleepily.

There is nothing else to come together, and I dragged my slippers to the living room to get a glass of water to drink.

Finished.

Yu Qian didn't turn on the light, so he slowly recalled his performance during today's performance with the help of the faint light. This memory broke out in a cold sweat.

Because He De had just talked about three cross talks, and he couldn't remember any of them.

Even if a fragment is not saved, it is blank.

Then how did Degang act with the fragmented self?

There is no need to think too much about it.

Hurry up, Yu Qian took out his mobile phone to apologize to his old partner, because he couldn't remember a little bit, so he must have died on stage before?
(End of this chapter)