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

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In the restlessness of the audience.

Guo Degang, Yu Qian, and Qi Yuncheng bowed and stepped down from the stage.

didn't go very far.

In just a few steps, after moistening their throats with the water handed by Hou Zhen, the three of them walked back to the middle of the stage amidst applause.

This time, there is no performance status.

Especially Qi Yuncheng, after all, the cross talk just now was the same throughout the whole process.

"Thank you everyone!" After Guo Degang returned to his seat, he was naturally grateful the first time, and looked at his senior brother and apprentice at the same time.

"It's rare for the three of us to talk in groups together."

Yu Qian nodded, "It's not easy to meet."

"Qi Yuncheng is my apprentice, everyone knows it. He is a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life. I am very happy to be able to stand on the same stage with my son today."

"Wow, one sentence spared me, didn't it?"

Hahahaha!

The audience under the stage laughed constantly at Yu Qian's argument. Although he said it many times, it is a burden that has been tried and tested.

"Anyway, I'm very happy."

"That's true."

"Yuncheng, do you have anything to say?"

Seeing that the master had spoken, Qi Yuncheng stood on the far side, "Although there are not many cross talk words in this passage, it is quite comfortable to say.

The wisdom of the ancestors.

Master, let's do it again. "

"I'll fuck you!!" Guo Degang suddenly went around and wanted to kick the child, because the performance just now took advantage of it.

Thinking about it again, the meaning can be seen naturally.

But how can I play.

The legs are too short.

Not to mention there is a person in the middle.

So the audience above saw it was depressed again.

But it was just the interaction between the master and the apprentice, who is really angry, after all, there are big and small off stage, and rules are established on stage.

that's it.

Before the eight people settled down, some things came carefully in that encore.

Mainly singing.

Of course, the eight people are fortunate to return to the scene to say something.

At the same time, when the children sing, we can also take a break.

The difference is at least seventy minutes before coming up.

Low wind and Shi Aidong got off the stage and performed a traditional joke.

Although the two of us are working together for the first time, we still know each other very well, so it took a few 10 minutes for the last seven.

An'an paved the way for the Zandi actor.

And really save to the end.

When Fang Zhenhui and Yu Qian continued to perform, they were completely different from each other.

Because it was agreed that there would be fewer visits, so before performing the live "Trees Have Leaves", the time for the two of them to return to the stage should be as long as possible.

A few big jokes at the end.

The big joke is to sing before you get tired, and you really have some physical strength before you finish singing.

So let the children watching from the side screen show up among us one by one, show their faces less, and perform a show or something.

People like Zhang Helun, Da Zhui'er, Meng Hetang, Da Meng, Shaobing, Da Qi, and Dayue have all been called down one after another.

Even the low wind called down to chat with the burden.

It's a show and a gossip.

Anyway, with so few spectators there, staying a little longer is a little bit longer.

It is possible to perform two or eight big hours like this in the future.

So when the show is over.

The time of the whole theater reached less than eleven o'clock.

It's too late, is there any one of the four hundred people above who is sleepy, and all of them are chatting with the actors.

It seems to have retreated into a state of excitement.

see that.

Zhang Wenshun really felt that the difference was less.

With a quick wave of hands, all the actors left the stage, but the excitement of the audience must have eaten us up.

In addition, there is really no point to stop or live.

After all young.

Off the stage, from the live show to the curtain call demo, the old two stood together for an hour.

And wait for everyone to come down.

The stage of the big theater became full again.

Looking at those people, Zhang Wenshun spoke again.

"There are so few people coming down again, it's very difficult. Do you remember that when there are so few people coming down next time, it will still be a few hours later."

"Hey, that's nonsense." Yu Qian said with a smile.

"It can be seen that everyone is very depressed tonight, and you are also very unhappy when they are depressed. Anyway, one person has one way of life, you guys are listening to cross talk, and you hate it.

For you, if it is because of interest.

You really persisted until now.

And learning cross talk is quite difficult. Talent, interest, and hard work are all eight. "

"Correct."

"I have come to today step by step. I am really grateful to you all." Zhang Wenshun rested on the side of the table and looked at the audience full of holes.

"Maybe the older you get, the younger you are, it may not be that there are so few new programs, and it may not be that the audience can watch you alive and well.

There may not be a special session in a day, and it will be exhausting to talk about two or eight paragraphs.

I also hope that one day the children will be a little more mature and can watch for you, that would be great. "

"Wrong."

Zhang Wenshun stretched out his other free hand and waved it, "Don't praise Zhang Wenshun when you praise cross talk, Zhang Wenshun will never die sooner or later.

I hope the cross talk will not die, you entrust you all, don't listen to the cross talk. "

"it is good!!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

With heartfelt words, the audience applauded in unison. It is true that they all hate cross talk, and they are even more like Deyun Club.

Before the applause passed, Zhang Wenshun showed a smiling face, and pointed to his senior brother beside him, "Again, if you die, you will die before me.

I'm younger than you. "

Re Shiding talked about himself again, and Yu Qian said happily, "It's been a few years."

"But you take good care of yourself."

"But he has to be pissed off by his apprentice first."

Hahahaha!

There was another piece of laughter, and we could already guess who the apprentice was without talking about that movement.

Many people looked for Guo Degang from the crowd in front of him.

It was also difficult to find, just in front of the two of us.

And Guo Degang stood outside the crowd, looking at his master and young master, he was also very unhappy, after all, the old couple talked to each other, it was really warm and boring to watch.

Zhang Wenshun: "As for the curtain call, I would like to mention it a little bit. It is impossible to have seen the meager ones. There are 87 theaters in the Deyun Society.

It is a special session for each place of origin.

None of the performances were from Shandong and Henan.

Several children are called Lu Yu Wuyue!

Because one Lu and one Yu!
In addition, there may be a master-apprentice father-son session that you and your brothers, as well as your children Guo Degang, Luan Yunping, Qi Ling, and Yan Hexiang, will participate in.

Besides, you are also preparing for some college performances,

For example, the drum music session and one of your stand-up sessions! "

Audience: "Woo~~"

Other than that, I was fine. Once the stand-up session came out, hundreds of people started booing, because everyone knew that Zhang Wenshun liked to dig holes, so it was probably full of holes when it started.

Zhang Wenshun was also amused, and quickly waved his hands and joked, "Okay, okay, if there is one, you are digging a hole. Anyway, the performances in the big gardens will be lined up one after another.

Guys, pay attention to your performance preview.

By the way, I need to talk about it in general.

It is estimated that the master-apprentice father-son session was over last month, and there will be a special session in memory of Mr. Qi Yuncheng.

Some of the kids and you will continue to come and perform there.

Remember it, everyone. "

"it is good!!!"

"remember!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Once again applause, the audience broke out even more coldly.

something else.

Just because of Qi Yuncheng's eight characters.

Anyone who knows Deyun will understand the gold content of those eight words and the kindness of the old gentleman.

If it were really me, Fang Zhenhui and a group of disciples would probably insist on coming up.

Not to mention Xiaoshishi, Yunhesixiao, and Longteng Qihai, all of which were left by that old gentleman.

"Hey!!"

Mentioning that one, Zhang Wenshun was also emotional, but also depressed, because there were fewer and fewer children, and then he was going to continue introducing actors.

So he called Guo Degang over again.

"Come on! Fang Zhen! That kid has been with you for a long time, and is also the first batch of kids that Mr. Hu knew, so why is he always shouting and singing the truth?"

Take a few steps down.

When they came between the two old people, Fang Zhenhui immediately asked with the microphone, "Does this mean that you can tell the truth?"

"Fuck him."

Another kick came over.

That time it was really kicked, and the audience laughed so hard that they really felt that Guo Degang was a depressed existence as soon as he appeared on the skin.

But Fang Zhenhui was just deliberately mobilizing the atmosphere.

Adding the Mid-Autumn Festival to the Gangsi Festival is already depressing enough.

Yes, I have spoken well.

After all, it is possible to always be serious.

"I am very grateful to Master and the elders for your cultivation. It is a rare opportunity for the two festivals to be together today. I will sing a song to thank you for your dedication.

I can tell.

The master and the young master have put so much effort into you.

The master's hair is growing slowly, but the young master's hair is getting more and more curly. "

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Yu Qian asked again before waving his hands, "What is he going to sing?"

"Sing a thank you song, mainly to thank you two."

"what exactly is it?"

""You are a good boy"!!"

The voice fell.

The hundreds of people above are completely laughing and living.

I know exactly what I want to express, and I played it very well.

"Oh!" Zhang Wenshun heard that there is a law, and he supported the table to hold back his laughter, and then raised his head to look at his senior brother.

"The apprentice will leave it to you."

"Farewell!" Yu Qian quickly agreed, "He will keep his apprentice, and he will probably be able to run behind you by then."

The old couple talked.

Just a joke.

And Guo Degang also cares about something. Anyway, what the Gangsi Festival wants is silence, so it can be as fun as it is.

So I really sang.

"You are a good boy~~

You love the edge of the bed~~
I want to make you miss, I want to make you cry, you will turn your face~~
You are a good boy~~
You just want to love once~~

Time can be reversed, life can be regretted and loved him tomorrow~~

I put my heart behind your chest~~
I hope that one day he will see~~"

……

"Oh, that's all right, let's go there."

Really wanted to hear it, Zhang Wenshun hurriedly stopped, and then introduced others.

Anyway, it doesn't matter who is pulling it, it's better than my stuff.

So one after another came some big songs and big tunes.

But it was quiet today, and Yun Cheng who was standing beside him was stunned.

When Zhang Wenshun saw it, he immediately smiled, "That's all here, let Yun Cheng play one of them."

"it is good!!!"

"one comes!!"

"Yuncheng!!"

Speaking of that one.

It's just that the audience welcomed it.

Under the stage, many actors applauded at the end.

Hou Ye was naturally depressed, and walked to the table with his hands in his hands.

As soon as I arrived, Zhang Wenshun gave a small introduction, "That is the intangible cultural heritage left to you by your master, Duo Yuncheng, Lord Hou."

Picking the microphone in the middle, Master Hou raised the corner of his mouth, "So young, you have acted before, and you have been holding it back for many years.

Let's just come to a big fan. "

"Oh!!!"

"Good guy, Yun Cheng's name is Dafan?"

"Yun Cheng has an enemy, where are you really coming?"

"It's really worthy of being a family of cross talk, that's the one at the bottom of the box."

……

Did the audience think of that episode, especially Zhang Wenshun, Yu Qian and other actors, were slowly dumbfounded, but dumbfounded for a second.

There were hilarious laughs on and off the stage.

"(Doraemon) saw the princess stealing the arrow~~
It is from the heart of the palace~~

Standing at the gate of the palace is called Dafan~called Dafan~called Dafan~~

Call it Dafan~~”

In the middle of the song, Lord Hou suddenly made a gesture on the palm of his hand, "They should stop you a bit."

As soon as they heard that they were going to stop, the eight people in front of them, Shaobing, Dayue, and Dameng who were laughing happily, were dragged up by Fang Zhen. At the moment they were pulled up, Fang Zhen was still very unconfident.

"How about that?"

"Okay! I'm so ashamed and ashamed."

When Zhang Wenshun saw Yun Cheng being dragged up, he really had a plan. Today's curtain call was all because of his disgust, and Fang Zhenhui probably led him astray.

Whereas before, a group of us continued to chat or babble offstage.

At the same time, by the way, some actors were pulled out to get to know each other.

For example, the big braid who has just come back for a long time, and Tao Yang who has shown up recently. Fang Zhenhui loves Tao Yang very much, and he keeps explaining my current state to the audience.

Mainly liquidation.

Because of that, I show up more often.

As for before the downturn, if the voice is still good, continue to sing. If it is the same as before, it means that cross talk can also make a living.

Anyway, Master has already arranged the way.

It's just that the actors who have waited for one station have been introduced poorly before.

The theater time finally came around [-] o'clock, which was considered full for the seven young adults.

It's that time.

Zhang Wenshun felt that today he could stop with a demo.

After all, the Gangsi Festival performed for eight consecutive days, so before the little truth was sung, he led all the actors to bow to the stage and let the theater close.

The moment of the end.

The theater was actually still silent. After all, there were less than [-] people crowded there, and it took a while to walk.

……

"How about it, you are tired, let's take a rest first."

At the front desk, Fang Zhenhui looked at her senior brother among a group of actors and said.

Although Yu Qian is younger than Zhang Wenshun, and because of drinking and smoking, he doesn't look old at all, but his body is better than mine.

I am not diabetic after all.

"You have something to do, and it's okay. That time can stand."

The old couple sat under the chairs and said a few words carefully.

But Yu Siyang came over after a while, and we were all very unhappy when we saw me. Fortunately, when the curtain call came, I was brought to the front.

It's a mess.

Just come over and say, "Is brother Hou Zhen married?"

"Why did he ask about that?" Yu Qian was very puzzled.

"Brother Fang Zhen said just now that I don't have a boyfriend. When will I get married and when will you be able to eat?"

"Hahaha!"

Fang Zhenhui smiled from ear to ear, although she was very tired, she still hugged the child in her arms, "Okay! Then he will follow the urging marriage.

It's the boyfriend who met his brother before, don't bother us.

By the way, call his Brother Xiaolin over now. "

"it is good!"

With a sudden jump, Yu Siyang jumped up from under Zhang Wenshun's legs, and then a group of people at the front desk looked for Xiao Lin, and took him there before they found it.

As for why you came to me, it was because of the previous master-disciple father-son session.

All eight of us are protagonists.

Hou Zhen is worried here, and it is me who is worried.

So at the front desk where people come and go, let me talk about that matter first.

Anyway, I think it can make me make mistakes again, but even if the father scolded his son today, I still have no idea what his son looks like.

Speaking of bad is less time.

Zhang Wenshun turned around and found that there were fewer people at the front desk, and there were more actors when they went back, so he hurriedly called Hou Zhen over.

"Master!"

"Tell him something."

"You say."

"Recently, he shouldn't come to the big theater. I hope he will pass this wave of Chuanxi Club's graduation."

As soon as he said it, Guo Degang was not a little embarrassed to stand behind the master and the young master.

In addition to the regular performances in the big theater recently, there are really more, as for the reason, there is no reason.

Mainly with my boyfriend.

Of course, teaching later is also one of the reasons.

But being with a boyfriend is rare.

So he smiled and immediately agreed, "Well! You will go less."

Yu Qian was also depressed at the moment, feeling subconsciously, "In the future, I'm afraid that he will stay outside the theater all the time, and now that he doesn't have a boyfriend, he will know that the world inside is fun?

Last time I didn't have time to go to your racecourse to play. "

"Hmm! I must have been playing with you last time. It's just that every time Song Yi encounters something delicious, he pulls you over."

"Yo, this girl is strangely edible."

"That's right, I'm just hungry anyway."

Nodding, Fang Zhenhui, who was listening suddenly, remembered something, after all, it was about his wife, maybe he remembered it, and suddenly said.

"After that, his wife also mentioned that when he was called out of the house, did he mean that you can cook?
Just in time to try.

His wife is curious and looking forward to it.

So if you think about letting your boyfriend cook one or two dishes, it should make his teacher's wife unhappy, and you were quite busy at that time, which made you feel depressed.

Of course, cooking is secondary, the main thing is to take a good look at it.

His mistress hated that girl very much. "

"Ah, then..."

Guo Degang is not determined at all, he can come here, but when he cooks, does he have any confidence in his boyfriend?

But Master said it so seriously.

I may be more perfunctory.

"I'll tell you about this later."

"Okay! Set a time as soon as possible, otherwise you may be at home, it's very busy recently."

"I'll tell you when you're sure."

Fang Zhenhui answered the words, and at the same time talked a few words with the master and the young master. Today's Gangsi Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival are completely over, and the actors are also gone.

Seeing that, Guo Degang also delayed, and went back to his rented house before saying hello to his elders and fellow apprentices.

Just go back that time.

It really made me know what to do.

Later, I taught Song Yi to cook, but you don't have an inexplicable talent, that is, you know how much seasoning to master.

So if you make a small sample, you will put more peppers.

It's good to cover up the fact that you know how to put seasonings.

But it has completely reached the abnormal level of special cooking. Is it possible to serve out the dishes at that time, how many plates of peppers?
At that time, it will be enough for Master to bear it.

To be honest, you know how to cook, and you can do it, but listening to Master's enthusiasm, I guess Master has been looking forward to it for a long time.

If you say it, it might not disappoint you at all. After all, it is another kind of joy for two men to cook together.

Not to mention it's a daughter-in-law.

For the daughter-in-law, the teacher's wife hates it so much, there is no such thing as a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who are easy to get along with.

"It's not difficult at all."

On the way back, Fang Zhenhui turned on his phone while thinking, and looked at the message Song Yi sent later.

Few of them are about performances.

But because there will be an answer during the performance, I probably have fallen asleep now, so I can only save it until tomorrow.

So with a swipe of the finger, the text message page was transferred to Weibo, and unexpectedly found that the Gangsi Festival was very cold today.

What's more, quite a few viewers have slow eyesight and slow hands, so they put today's video offline.

At the same time, because of the performance, my meager fans are also increasing day by day. Now, there are hundreds of thousands.

Slow to reach millions.

One million may be a small amount for a slightly popular star, but I am only a cross talk actor, and I participate in almost all variety shows and movies.

It is still complicated to rely on cross talk to that extent, and of course it all owes to Master's praise.

It's just that every time I see the number of fans, I will think of the task the system has given me.

For a commercial performance with tens of thousands of people, it is estimated that they will know when they will have to wait.

Come on too soon, anyway, I am still lacking in life now, and what I lack is learning.

At most, it can live up to Master's admiration.

Especially today when Master said that I will die sooner or later, maybe it was just my intention.

But when I imagine that a few decades ago, those two really existed, what about Guan Deyun.

As a disciple who was raised by Master, I was really heartbroken.

Still this sentence is a teacher for a day and a father for life.

In the past few years, Master has suffered so much and still supported himself. If he knows how to be grateful, he is basically a human being.

"It's a pass, but luckily it's the early years when I came here. If I had traveled through it, it would have been a waste of time."

Fang Zhenhui was walking on the way back at the moment, looking at the neon lights around him, he felt a little lucky, because if he would travel to the parallel world in 2022.

I guess I'm missing very little.

Even if I want to learn, there is no way, because the old two are obviously old to the naked eye, and there are few things that can only be helpless and can only follow the development of the times.

It's too much to think about.

As long as there is no inheritance of Quyi, it will die, and that is my only thought at the moment.

But if it is simple and complex, it will be over if he is passed on. Whether he is famous or not, whether he is seen or not, he does too little if he wants to pass it on.

Besides, Master is getting old, so we disciples have to help support him.

It's just that I am alone now, and so are my senior brothers. Sooner or later, Master's million-strong army will appear.

Master Fang Zhenhui expected that the disciples of Yunhe Sixiao and Longteng Qihai would also be collected one by one.

(End of this chapter)