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

Seeing his girlfriend's expression and anxiety, Qi Yuncheng hurried to pick up the coat in her hand, and spoke.

"I know that Deyun has many rules and elders, which can easily embarrass you, but these old gentlemen are very nice.

Especially Mr. Ma, you'll know it when you've seen it. It's impossible to keep a straight face.

Unless you meet some peers, you have a feeling that you can't support your peers with mud. "

"Oh? Does this old gentleman have any stories, I want to hear, what do you know?"

Many times Song Yi completely regards her boyfriend as a story library, because he knows too much, he knows everything before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, as if he knows everything.

So look forward to it.

But she didn't know how Qi Yuncheng's stories could come out of thin air. It wasn't because he talked and chatted with the old man in his daily life. They mentioned it and then added a little bit of experience.

For example, when he went to Tianjing this time, he also learned some interesting stories through Mr. Ma and Mr. Jin.

"What do you want to know?"

"Let's talk about the young master, happy stop, I have seen the walnut cake that the young master said, and finally made it out of glutinous rice sticks."

"Okay, let me think about it."

Qi Yuncheng looked at his girlfriend and smiled.

Shao Maye's cross talk is very classic, not to mention the traditional jokes of "The Bodyguard", his creations of "Walnut Cake" and "Dispute" are very life-like cross talks, let alone extremely classic.

So it can be seen that Mr. Ma is a talented entertainer who attaches equal importance to art and talent, but he also has shortcomings, his personality is too straightforward, and he easily offends others.

For example, when Guo Degang first fell in love with him, he bluntly said that most of the people in the Tianjing Quyi Troupe were not as good as him, and the performance of the entire Tianjing Quyi Troupe was not as good as Guo Degang.

Don't look at the few words, but every word is precious, how could those people like to listen.

But even so, he is still one of the top masters in the cross talk world, and no one can shake his position. This is not only due to his status as the son of Ma Sanli, the master of cross talk, but also by his own strength.

So my girlfriend needs to listen, and I plan to talk about it after simple thinking.

Because I worship Young Master Ma from the bottom of my heart.

It's not just him, the master is the same. The cross talk of the master in the early days is very related to Ma Shi's cross talk.

Just looking again, I found that Song Yi had poured water for himself, held the pastry, and looked at it while chewing.

The preparations are well done.

"It's delicious, there are a lot of stuffing in it! There are jujube paste, even hawthorn, and this old brand of pastry, as expected of a local brand."

"Aren't you talking nonsense, are you listening or not?"

"Listen! Listen!"

After swallowing a mouthful, Song Yi got up and patted the chair he had sat on, "You sit!!"

"Is it okay if I sit here?"

"You don't have a backrest, so it's uncomfortable to sit on."

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, you sit first." Song Yi took the pastry and walked to the side first.

Qi Yuncheng didn't think much about sitting on the chair before her, but before sitting down for half a second, Song Yi took a step, turned around, and sat down on Qi Yuncheng's lap without any hesitation.

Feeling the weight on Song Yi's body, it was not heavy, very light, but when her whole body was leaning towards her chest, she was speechless.

"Are you using me as a cushion? It's very comfortable, isn't it?"

Song Yi had planned this way ever since her boyfriend entered the door, so when she felt the human cushion, she almost couldn't hold back a smile on her face.

If it wasn't for something to eat in his mouth, he must have laughed so hard.

"Come on, I'm listening, you sit down, don't be crooked, I still have to reach out to get food."

Looking at his girlfriend Xiaoniaoyiren's appearance, Qi Yuncheng couldn't refuse in his bones, just because she was eating, and there was a smell of pastry in her mouth.

"Don't get the crumbs off, there are oily ones, don't rub them against you."

"What are you talking about, this is, don't treat me like a three-year-old child."

Shaking his head and hugging Song Yi, Qi Yuncheng actually talked to her about some things, just chatting, otherwise he would not be able to leave under her pressure.

So say nothing.

Young master Ma went to the countryside with Mr. Ma, had nothing to eat, and stole the radishes from the villagers. He had no choice but to steal them. He was so hungry that he was almost found in the cellar.

Fortunately, Master Young Ma escaped.

After talking about Mr. Ma, Qi Yuncheng also mentioned Mr. Jin. Mr. Jin's life will be richer.

Gangs, wars, imprisonment, fame, and homelessness are all experienced.

It's more exciting than storytelling.

Not to mention that his old man was originally a wealthy family and was born with a honeypot, so his life was full of contrasts.

The story is outrageous.

At that time, he listened with gusto, and now his girlfriend does the same.

While eating, I don't want to miss it.

But it was late when he came back, after eight o'clock, and after chatting for a while, it was after nine o'clock.

In addition, Song Yi ate a lot today, and sitting comfortably on his body, sleepiness came quietly.

"Shall I go to sleep first?"

Song Yi didn't want to say anything at the moment, after wiping his mouth, he hooked Qi Yuncheng's neck and lay on his side in her arms, with his eyes open, he struggled to keep himself from falling asleep.

"I fell asleep, did you just leave, why don't I just sleep here."

Song Yi deliberately rubbed his cheek against his boyfriend's chest, looking for a sense of security like a cat.

After finding it, I began to close my eyes with peace of mind.

But if she wants to close her eyes, that's okay, if she does this all night, she will be crushed by the ghost, even though it is her girlfriend who is crushing her.

"Go to the bedroom and sleep."

Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng exerted force on his legs and arms, changing from sitting to standing, and the princess hugged Song Yi.

The moment he got up, Song Yi felt a little uneasy. This was a conditioned reflex after being suspended in the air as an animal, and it was difficult to restrain.

But this feeling dissipated instantly between Song Yi's brows, because Qi Yuncheng was the one holding him.

Very peace of mind.

few steps!

Qi Yuncheng carried his girlfriend to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Seeing his girlfriend lying on the bed with her eyes closed, he looked into his heart and said that it was impossible not to be restless, Song Yi was very good-looking and had a good figure.

Now Fang Ping is in front of him.

No one can hold back after watching for a long time.

But he knew that she just closed her eyes and was not asleep.

But no one can guarantee why Song Yi doesn't expect her boyfriend not to do something in her heart.

However, Qi Yuncheng was not a hooligan, he would not really bully his girlfriend desperately, so he went out lightly, and cleaned up her food.

Eat a lot.

There are still some boiled eggs, but they are already cold. For pastries, the first box is gone, and the second box shows signs of being opened.

But there is one in it that can be put down after one bite. It seems that sleepy came and forgot to eat.

Seeing this, Qi Yuncheng was a little surprised, Song Yi usually would not be like this, even if he was full, as long as he moved his mouth, he would finish this one first.

It is estimated that I am tired of rehearsing at Renyi.

However, this kind of bite is not easy to keep until the next day, so I simply pick it up and solve it by myself.

After solving it, help her clean up the living room.

There is nothing to clean up, just egg shells and some garbage.

Then he turned off the lights in the living room and bedroom, and just walked to the door of the bedroom, looking at his girlfriend lying on the bed in the dark, Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but go over.

"I'm leaving, I'll keep the pastry for myself, it won't last long, of course I believe in your appetite, it's probably gone tomorrow night.

That's it, I'm leaving. "

"..."

In the dark bedroom, two or three seconds passed slowly, but Song Yi didn't reply.

Qi Yuncheng shook his head and turned to go out.

But after a while, Song Yi lay on the bed with his eyes closed and heard Youyou's voice, "Kiss me one last time, after kissing, I will let you go."

Not to mention any excessive demands, Qi Yuncheng turned around and came back to his girlfriend's bed, bent down to touch her cheek lightly.

But he didn't expect that at the moment when he was about to arrive, Song Yi turned his head slightly, and the cheek to be kissed instantly turned into soft lips.

Then there was a nice laugh.

"Hahaha! Be careful on the road! Knowing that you will perform tomorrow, it will not waste your time, but it may not be the next time.

No matter what, you have to stay and sleep with me. "

Song Yi said again in the dark, even if Qi Yuncheng couldn't see her specific expression clearly, it must be a weird smile.

At this moment, he also understood what Mr. Jin said, yes, girls know everything, just don't think of them too simply.

"Well! Really gone!"

With a simple promise, Qi Yuncheng took the dark purple coat and left his girlfriend's house.

At the same time, they rushed to the Deyun Small Theater.

It's actually quite early now, and some of the Deyun Theater has not closed yet, so I have time to go and see it.

The other thing is to look for Luan Yunping.

The job he and Luan Yunping received at the Grandpa Zhang commemoration session was not simple, it was exactly the gambling theory that Master and Grandpa Zhang had talked about.

Now the jokes are handed over to them.

There are difficulties, among which there is a large line of imitating characters, which needs to be handled carefully.

Who told me that what Master was selling during that time was kung fu.

In addition, in order to commemorate the old man, the two of them tried to imitate the feeling when the master and the old man said this passage, which is not easy.

Because of the need to grasp the characteristics.

So in this cross talk, the two of them need to be truly correct, and they dare not be a little sloppy.

At the same time, Deyun has already started to publicize the National Day special event.

Logically speaking.

National Day that day.

Master and disciples have special sessions in different cities.

But because of Young Master Ma, Guo Degang and his senior brother moved up the venue so that they could be there when the children performed.

Young Master Ma came over, so they had to come to see his old man no matter what.

So in various adjustment times.

that's it.

After Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping finished their confrontation at night, they came to the afternoon session of the next day in a blink of an eye.

The place to commemorate the old man is a whole day.

There will be lunch and evening sessions.

Because of this.

At noon, many old audiences spontaneously went to buy flowers and display banners.

Mr. Zhang Wenshun is an indelible memory in their hearts no matter what. They liked that little bad old man very much.

It's a pity that things are different.

The old man passed away in 09, and it was more than two years in a blink of an eye. Too many things happened in these two years.

There are bad ones.

There are also good ones.

The good thing is that Qi Yuncheng, Mr. Zhang's favorite child, has gained a lot of popularity now.

"Brother Qian'er, you said it would be great if the old man saw Yun Cheng's special performance? Not to mention the special performance with Young Master Ma on National Day.

What a gratifying thing, tell the young master, the old man probably never thought that such a thing would happen in his life.

What do you think he should be happy about? "

Deyun Flyover Luncheon.

Sitting in the background, Guo Degang said to Yu Qian that the children didn't understand what he was feeling, but Yu Qian knew it very well.

Mr. Zhang knew Yun Cheng's talent from the beginning, but he couldn't praise Yun Cheng when he was a teenager.

But who among the child prodigies in the world has become famous?
There are very few of them, and they are afraid that they will become Zhong Yong who hurt Zhong Yong.

Therefore, Mr. Zhang felt that he had to suppress it for a while, not to mention suppressing it. He just took advantage of his young age to learn more things, and the time was almost right, so he would come to praise him again. However, he didn't see the child well until he died.

It's really a pity.

The key point is that the old man left too suddenly, even if he persisted for another year, he might be able to see the child's movements.

So when Guo Degang thought about it, his eyes were full of regret and some unbearable emotions.

"It's like this sometimes in a person's life, but when the old man left, he was very happy to see this group of children.

As for regret or not, it is not what you think in your heart. "

Yu Qian is considered to be a person with a good attitude, so he is not as sensitive as Guo Degang, otherwise he would not be such a person if he thought about the worst.

"Hey!!"

Guo Degang remembered the dream he had before, and he didn't know if it was a dream that he thought about day and night, or whether the old man really entrusted himself with a dream.

Otherwise, a commemorative special event would not be planned in September of the Gangsi Festival.

Nothing else, I really miss his old man.

"Master, the lunch hall is already full, and the audience is still bringing in a lot of banners. Do you want to help hang them up?"

While they were talking, Qi Yuncheng slipped out to the backstage and hurriedly asked the master.

Guo Degang didn't speak, Yu Qian helped to speak, "See if it suits you, if you can, hang them all up.

Figure a lively. "

"Hey, good!"

While talking, Qi Yuncheng came out again.

There are still many actors performing today.

Kong Yunlong, Yue Yunpeng, Qi Yuncheng, Xiao Zhuan'er, Shaobing, Luan Yunping and a large number of Yunzike are here.

But right now they are busy.

As long as Guo Degang and Yu Qian participated in the performance, it is impossible for the small theater to have less than 600 people.

Not to mention Mr. Zhang's commemorative special, if those old audiences don't come in and take a look, they will feel panicked with hatred.

So this time, they still did not limit the number of viewers.

Soon.

After the crowded audience sat down.

Mr. Zhang Wenshun's commemorative session has begun.

At the beginning, whether it was Xiao Zhui'er, Shaobing, Yue Yunpeng or Kong Yunlong, they all prepared the jokes that Mr. Zhang told his master back then.

At the same time, Guo Degang and Yu Qian interspersed to take over the performance.

After all, they are the protagonists.

Because of this, today's program has reached eight.

Quite a lot.

In addition to various encores, the scheduled time is to be able to perform until after five o'clock.

In this way, one program after another is performed.

After the performances of the previous brothers, masters and uncles.

Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping finally got their chance to play.

They have been watching the side screen for a long time.

All the hustle and bustle of the venue today can be seen in a panoramic view.

Let's not talk about the audience who came.

The flowers they sent and the banners commemorating Mr. Zhang Wenshun were hung all over the theater, and many of them even held them by themselves.

Expressed his love for Mr.

"Then please enjoy the cross talk "Gambling Theory" next! The performers Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping!!!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Deyun Tianqiao Theater.

Bursting applause.

Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping walked onto this small but very familiar stage.

At the same time, seeing most of the old men below, I don't know how happy I am.

Because with the development of information, his appearance is becoming more and more popular with some women, and he can't avoid it at all.

As for why he said he was happy to see such old men, it was not because he discriminated against women, but mainly because some of these old men had faces he was familiar with back then.

They are all supportive along the way.

"Today is the commemorative session of Mr. Zhang Wenshun! He left in 09. When he was still alive, I remember that my master liked to learn from his crooked shoulders.

If he learns, can an apprentice not learn?
So the background slipped and followed crookedly.

When I was in the background, it was fine, but as soon as I went out, others saw it, Huo oh, where are the gangsters, so rampant?

Especially the older one, the most powerful, don't mess with him, stay away! ! "

Hahaha!
When Mr. Zhang Wenshun's shoulder was mentioned, the audience burst into laughter.

And Guo Degang and Yu Qian are happy to hear it in the side screen at the moment. This is true, because they were only children at that time.

The child saw the old man's shoulders like this, do you think he can learn?
But it's not a bad idea, it's just fun, Zhang Wenshun doesn't care, he just told a few words that it's not good to learn it, otherwise if you get used to it, you won't be able to change it.

However, Qi Yuncheng still explained more, "The old man's shoulder is indeed faulty, he is not in good health, it was damaged by surgery, and he has reached a mild disability.

But don't look at it like this, the old man has a wide range of hobbies, especially the good one playing cards. "

"That's all I like." Luan Yunping said while leaning sideways.

Qi Yuncheng waved his hand suddenly, "It's not gambling, just for fun. I don't go outside to gamble, the neighbors at the door.

Grandma Zhang, Grandma Li, Grandma Wang, Grandma Zhao, Aunt Sun, Third Sister, and Fourth Aunt. "

"Mr. Zhang is in time for Women's Day, right? Why are these all women?"

"Wow, that's commendable."

"How to praise?"

"Share the country's worries and solve the employment problem of middle-aged and elderly women."

"Emotionally, I win Mr. Zhang's money, so I'm here to make up for the difference?"

"In short, whether it's poker, mahjong, or Pai Gow, it's an entertainment tool in itself, so don't gamble, as the old saying goes."

"How to say?"

Qi Yuncheng suddenly raised his voice, with a hint of admonishment, "There is no winner in gambling for a long time."

"That's not true."

"But some people eat it by pointing at it."

"Hey!" Luan Yunping was suddenly surprised, and tried to imitate the tone of Mr. Zhang back then, "Is there another passerby?"

"What's this called?"

"What's this called?"

"A money thief."

"The gambler."

"Don't go to work, take gambling as a business."

"Look!" Luan Yunping spread her hands and answered the question very quickly.

"Scan all over the place to listen to the game, and then go to play. He is different from others when he enters the door. He has to investigate first." Qi Yuncheng looked left and right, looking a bit like a thief.

"Which is the main entrance, which is the side entrance, which is the rear window, which is the kitchen, what street and alley are you going out of this door, how can you go home."

Luan Yunping stretched out her hand and asked curiously, "What's the use of this?"

"He's useful! It's all done well. When everyone is playing, knock on the door, and the relevant departments will seize the bet."

"Correct."

"He was the first to stand."

"How about it?"

Qi Yuncheng pointed at himself diagonally above, "Denger! Turn off the light, put the money on the table in his arms, push open the back window, flip through and go home."

"This is the roll stew."

"Well, this is called a money thief. There is also that stupid person."

"What's a fool like?"

"Our backstage." Qi Yuncheng pointed to the back, "There is an actor named Yue Yunpeng, and his uncle is also enthusiastic about playing cards.

It's easy to play cards wherever you go.

And people playing cards are sitting outside.

He can't. "

"What about him?"

When he asked, Qi Yuncheng, who played the role, let out a cheerful voice, "I have to sit on the kang, oh, where do I put my big leather shoes?"

"I just bought it." Luan Yunping continued to praise it the whole time. Who told the old man to praise it when he was alive was a bit broken, but it was fun.

Qi Yuncheng: "This pair of shoes is one hundred and one. They are precious. Don't let me step on them. Put them on the table?"

Luan Yunping: "There is no such rule."

Qi Yuncheng: "Yes! Hey, I have it. You can put it in the cabinet for me. If you are tired, you can lock it and put the key in your pocket. Thank you."

Luan Yunping: "The shoes are safe now."

Qi Yuncheng: "Let's play."

Luan Yunping: "Play."

Qi Yuncheng: "After halfway through the game, I slammed on the door, and the relevant departments came in, and they all ran away."

Luan Yunping: "They all ran away."

Qi Yuncheng: "Only Yue Yunpeng and his uncle are sitting on the kang alone."

Luan Yunping: "What about him?"

Qi Yuncheng: "The people in the relevant departments still ask, where did everyone go?
all gone.

What about you?

I will go with you.

Then you go.

I can't walk, the shoes are locked in the cabinet. "

"Ah!!" Luan Yunping suddenly laughed when she heard that, "You're so stupid."

"I guess it might be inherited from Yue Yunpeng."

"It's not next to each other."

"And when playing cards, it is the most human nature."

"Oh, can you see human nature?"

Qi Yuncheng nodded, his brows slightly frowned, "The human nature of a poker player has come out, sit here, if you win the poker..."

"How about winning?"

"There really is such a master, shaking his head, beaming with joy, looking at everything with pleasure."

"Then you learn this."

"Ah!!!"

Qi Yuncheng sighed, looked down, and put the cards on the table with both hands happily, "As soon as the cards stand up, it's ok, there are no teapots and bowls."

"What's wrong?" Luan Yunping also looked down at his cards.

"Carp kidnappers are all things."

"Look, this is fun."

"There is also mahjong, and there are enough pieces. If you eat and touch it, you will be fooled. Speaking of which, today is a good day!" Qi Yuncheng continued to look at his cards, and at the same time glanced up, "Some days are not so good God."

"What day?"

"It's not too windy, and it's raining. Listen to how happy the hailstones are."

"Is this a sunny day??"

Talk and tease.

All the young and old below have smiles on their faces.

They have listened to this cross talk countless times, mainly from Guo Degang and Mr. Zhang, so now they are talking about it as a child.

The older audiences feel good from the bottom of their hearts.

This one is connected.