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

Chapter 234 No matter what this man does, it's not considered a collapse of the man! 【Subscribe

Chapter 234 No matter what this man does, it's not considered a collapse of the man! 【Subscribe】

A few scalpers under the stage had a discussion, and after watching the rather boring show at the moment, they yelled a few words without saying a word.

"Whoa! Go down!!!"

"Go down! Go down!! Stop acting!"

"Woo~ let's go down!"

"Stop acting!! We don't want to watch this!"

"Oh~~ go down!!"

……

The ten troublemakers all sat in the front row.

This shouted out loud.

Almost everyone in the theater noticed it, and after the other audience looked at it, they actually had some thoughts in their hearts, because this passage is indeed not as fun as the three vulgar cross talk.

Because even if there are cross talk performances, the lantern riddles performed in this era can be regarded as playing the names of some great people, or things with positive energy.

There's nothing wrong with it, but I just don't like it.

And after someone finally took the lead, there were always a few of the more than 2000 people in the Beizhan Theater who followed, after this one.

More and more people shouted.

It was okay at first, there were only a dozen people, but in the end it became more and more viral, because they came to listen to Deyun cross talk.

Not these things.

In addition, the tickets for the Beijing Exhibition are definitely not cheap, and the performance at this time is indeed not worth the price of the ticket.

So at the end of this era of liberation, when Zheng Xiding came on stage to do the narration, the whole theater was almost like a vegetable market.

Not to mention acting or narration, even a group of actors on the side screen of the Beijing Exhibition felt uncomfortable.

After all, who doesn't feel sad after watching this scene?

He just understands how to coax people down.

"Hey~~"

Looking at the huge auditorium, Guo Degang sighed, knowing that this part might be unsatisfactory, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

But compared to his own distress, he cared more about the hard work of his elder brother Qian'er and a group of actors. You must know that this cross talk drama was planned for two months, and then the day before yesterday and yesterday were rehearsed almost all night.

You've put in so much effort, can't you really wait a few minutes?
The key point is that he knows that this coaxing will hardly stop after that.

And at this time, Qi Yuncheng's eyes were naturally looking at the auditorium, how could he not be able to see the movements of the scalpers.

Even Song Yi, who was next to him, could tell the culprit after hearing the noisy sound throughout the whole process.

"Is this why they deliberately came to find fault? What should we do?"

"It's okay, you play your role."

Qi Yuncheng thought it was Song Yi who was worried that he would make the same booing noises when he was performing. After all, an actor wouldn't like this.

But the conversation changed and he looked at Yu Qian.

"Master, where are your props and headgear?"

"Yo, I forgot about the background."

Naturally, Yu Qian rushed over to take a look after hearing the booing sound, so he hurriedly forgot about it.

But he doesn't need to take it either.

Shaobing, Xiao Si and others who had changed into their costumes had already brought their things. In the 80s, they have a role to play.

Not much time.

Amidst bursts of booing and booing, Zheng Xiding stepped down from the stage.

The moment you stepped down.

The scene layout of the stage has been transformed into an 80s square.

There are everything in the square, those who play guitar and sing about childhood, get together to play cards, and practice shows.

But the next second.

Uncle Yu Qian came out with sesame seed cakes and Xiaosi.

This appearance, the audience who kept booing below were all stunned, their eyes stared straight.

Because at this moment, the uncle is staring at a headgear with hot curly hair, wearing a pink floral shirt, blue bell-bottom pants, and carrying a large tape recorder on his shoulders.

There is also a pair of black sunglasses reflecting the style of his old man.

But with this one shape, there are as many shocking people as you want.

And when he got to the middle of the stage, he danced with his hips a few times amidst the music played by the tape recorder.

Showing a youthful style.

It's not like people in their 40s at all.

So this scene, all the audience saw it as having fun while breaking their defenses.

"Fuck!! Is this the uncle?"

"Hahahaha! As long as the man is doing something, it doesn't count as the collapse of the man."

"What should I do? I really like such an uncle, and I'm so happy."

"Good guy, really good guy, uncle, this is too rough, this is twisted."

……

Grandpa made an appearance.

The sound of booing in the Beizhan Theater, to be honest, it is impossible not to think about it, because everyone is having fun.

Where have they seen such an uncle.

It was too late to even pick up the phone to take a picture and video.

And the actors on the side screen couldn't stop laughing.

Especially that twist, Xiaomeng, Kong Yunlong, Yue Yunpeng, Yan Hexiang, and Dalin almost lost their breath after seeing it.

I've never seen him like this before.

Xiao Meng even looked at Qi Yuncheng while enjoying himself, knowing that it was his idea after all.

"Senior brother, you are really hurtful, you have been made like this by your godfather."

When Qi Yuncheng heard it, he hurriedly cleared it up, "No, at most I let the uncle figure it out. The twisted crotch is definitely his own thinking."

At this time, Guo Degang was also smiling, but he turned his head to look at Qi Yuncheng more, because he didn't expect that such an arrangement would work surprisingly well.

So the mood is a lot happier in an instant.

Of course, he also understood that someone must be deliberately finding fault.

It's just that Qi Yuncheng's bad idea really had an effect.

But how did he know that Qi Yuncheng was afraid that this kind of thing would happen, so he deliberately let the uncle make a fool of himself, as to whether he was successful or not.

He must be very disturbed, but fortunately there is nothing wrong with it.

But at this moment, the figure beside him gently pulled him, and asked in an extremely curious tone.

"Do you think so? There are quite a few people booing, it's too powerful."

"No. By the way, I have to change clothes quickly, and I almost forgot."

When booing, they were all in a hurry, so Qi Yuncheng immediately turned to the backstage to change his clothes.

In terms of clothes, it is still a coat.

After all, he is going to perform cross talk with Master again.

When he changed into it, Song Yi looked at her boyfriend's clothes, smiled like eating honey, and then nodded repeatedly.

"Sure enough, you still look good in a gown. The gowns you wore in the Qing Dynasty are not as good at all."

"Don't be poor, let's talk about how many times you have watched it, remember to play it when the time comes!"

"Do not worry!"

After the two casually said a few words.

Then he turned his gaze to the stage and the scalpers staring at the auditorium below.

And I have to say, those few scalpers and a few mainstream actors were also frightened when they saw Yu Qian appearing like this, but when they found that no one was booing, how could they be reconciled.

Even the desperate ones have to shout.

"Hey! Go down!!"

"Go down!!"

"Stop acting!!"

……

Keep shouting, keep making noise.

But at the moment, there are only a dozen or so of them, because the uncle's outfit is too eye-catching, and he is so angry that he can't even laugh, so why are they booing.

So when they saw a few of them fooling around, the audience sitting next to them couldn't stand it anymore.

(End of this chapter)

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