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

Chapter 480 North Exhibition Hall! 86-year-old Jin Wensheng lives! 【Subscribe】

on the stage!
Qi Yuncheng was talking about the storytelling of Three Heroes Sword.

But it's only an hour, and after starting a story and a little plot, the time is almost there.

So gave a button.

Wake up and take a shot.

The actors bowed off the stage amidst boisterous applause.

After this, Qi Yuncheng, who came to Jin Wensheng's side, was a little excited, because today he was talking about a book he taught himself in front of the old man, so he was still looking forward to his evaluation.

As for what Jin Wensheng could say while sitting in a wheelchair, it was too late to be happy. After all, there are still people talking about the book, which proves that it will not be forgotten for the time being.

Nor does he live up to what he wrote down.

Fortunately, Three Swords is a traditional joke.

Monte Cristo was really made by him with a lot of thought and effort in those days.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to eat, not to mention that he came to Tianjin by accident.

So he asked, "How did Monte Cristo learn?"

"You can rest assured that you have been studying hard. When I finish talking about the Three Heroes Sword, I will also talk about that book again. Please come and listen to it when the time comes."

"Okay, listen to it, before you say it, I'm gone."

Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but smile bitterly at this sentence, but he couldn't talk too much.

After a while, they pushed Jin Wensheng to the backstage to rest.

Drink tea, chat or something.

At the same time, some hawthorn cakes were bought on the backstage table.

This is the pastry that the old man loves to eat. It has a sweet and sour taste and a fragrant and glutinous taste, which is very suitable for an elderly person like him.

He is also polite, after all, there are no outsiders in the group.

The only thing he needs to be wary of is the hostess he invites, otherwise his image will be spread.

And if Qi Yuncheng knew Mr. Jin's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely laugh. The older he gets, the more he looks like a child.

But just after eating a piece, Jin Wensheng had his own thoughts, and said, "Is there enough time for Yun Chengchang today?"

"Enough!"

Guo Degang replied, "This is his special show, there is enough time."

"That's good! I also want to show my face on stage in the next child's comeback! Tell the child a cross talk, I think it will be my last time on stage.

Don't talk about going on stage afterwards, I'm afraid I won't be able to speak clearly. "

The voice fell.

Guo Degang and Qi Yuncheng were a little stunned, including Luan Yunping who was holding tea next to him.

Because it is difficult for the elderly to stand up now, let alone perform.

Is it possible to sit and talk?

That is to say, seeing their appearance, Jin Wensheng was very unconvinced, "I can still stand up, but my legs and feet are not convenient for walking, and I am not paralyzed.

If I'm really paralyzed, why am I still here? I have to lie in bed by myself. "

"Father, don't force yourself."

"Xiao Wu, you don't need to talk, I won't listen to you."

Sitting on the wheelchair, Jin Wensheng waved his hands and looked at Qi Yuncheng, "I will listen to the child, if the child tells me to go, I will go! If the child can't say it, then I won't go!"

Swish.

Guo Degang, Luan Yunping, Guo Qiling and all the actors backstage all looked at him, but Qi Yuncheng's pressure was doubled, why did he jump on his head.

The key is how can a junior like him come up with an idea.

Because I really don’t want my grandpa to get tired from standing up. Although I am not paralyzed, my legs and feet must be bad. Otherwise, why would I have to use a wheelchair? I just can’t stand for a long time.

But don't want grandpa to go, grandpa's desire to go up and talk can't be dispelled, and he is indeed right, this time he will be on stage, it may be the last time in his life that the old man will be on stage.

Qi Yuncheng lowered his head and hesitated unbelievably. It was more difficult than performing a performance. He quickly glanced at the master, but the master was also uncertain, his eyes were vacillating, obviously not knowing whether to let the husband go up.

If you don't let him go up, the husband will definitely be unhappy.

"Yuncheng, be careful!" Jin Wensheng continued, feeling a little urging.

Hearing this, Qi Yuncheng could only try to change the topic, "You will definitely be welcome to go up and chat with the audience."

"Why are you chatting! This isn't a cross talk show, I'll get up and talk to you about a cross talk." Jin Wensheng is very enthusiastic now, otherwise he wouldn't ask for it.

At the same time, he has been talking about storytelling all his life, which doesn't mean he doesn't know how to talk about cross talk, but because of his accent, he feels that talking about cross talk is a bit bad.

But today I am interested, so I want to try it.

He hesitated for about five or six seconds.

Qi Yuncheng glanced at Master, then turned his head to look at Grandpa and asked softly, "Grandpa, let's go up and talk for a while?"

"Okay! The child still loves me!" Jin Wensheng was instantly happy, and praised, "Jie is my child! Xiao Wu, what do you think?"

The corner of Guo Degang's mouth twitched. If he had any other ideas, he must agree, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.

But the command is still to be commanded.

"Yuncheng, pay more attention to yourself."

"Master, don't worry." Qi Yuncheng nodded, knowing that he couldn't let Grandpa stand too long, otherwise his back would definitely hurt.

Just as he agreed, Jin Wensheng said again, "Don't listen to your master, forget it, let's fight! What do you want to say?"

"I have to think about it!"

"Don't worry, think slowly, I'll listen to you."

Jin Wensheng was very comfortable sitting in the wheelchair, and he was really not in a hurry. Anyway, let the child make the decision, and at the same time think about when he talked about cross talk before.

I'm afraid it was when Guo De just became popular, he followed the show and then talked about it one by one.

Now in a flash, no more, no less, exactly ten years.

In this way, it was decided that Jin Wensheng would come back to count one.

However, the comeback in the fourth game was not confirmed, but the final comeback was arranged.

At that time, I had the most time, and even if necessary, the entire curtain call could be used to tell my husband.

But how could it be possible for the husband to talk for so long, just to make the old man happy.

so half an hour later

Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping are ready to go on stage and talk about their first cross talk today.

"So what are you and the old man going to talk about?" Luan Yunping couldn't help being curious.

Qi Yuncheng shook his head, "I don't have a clue, let's talk about a short paragraph! It's better to be related to Allegro. Grandpa Jin knows a lot.

Crosstalk, Allegro, Pingshu, and Kuaishu four newspapers!

Especially Allegro, at the beginning he had a very good relationship with Mr. Wang Fengshan. "

"I happened to bring an allegro when I came over from the small theater, and I can use it."

Two people are talking on the side screen.

Suddenly the announcer's voice appeared.

"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Learning the Radio Station"! Performers Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping!"

A report on the program.

The North Exhibition with more than 2000 people once again burst into applause.

Don't look at it as a big field.

But for Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping, they are already used to it, and it's even like going home, because apart from small theaters, they perform the most here.

In other words, as long as they are willing, it doesn't matter if Beijing Exhibition performs once a week.

Because Qi Yuncheng's current popularity does have this qualification.

And time passed by.

After learning the radio, the two began to return to the scene.

As soon as the encore was over, Qi Yuncheng went down to live with his husband.

After a while, I will go on stage to perform again. .

After performing the Yellow Crane Tower, Qi Yuncheng took a deep breath amidst the lively applause, finally it was time.

So he opened his mouth slowly.

"Today's performances are almost over, but it doesn't mean it's over. Mr. Jin Wensheng also came to Beizhan Theater today. He is 86 years old this year, and it is not easy to come.

We invited the old gentleman out with applause. "

"it is good!!
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The applause burst out again.

At the same time, the audience sat down and talked a lot.

"Good guy, Mr. Jin is here?"

"The last time I listened to his book was at the Deyun Library in 08, and he hasn't shown up much since then. I heard that he was recuperating, but now he appeared in Qi Yuncheng's special session."

"At such an advanced age, I don't know what's going on with my body!"

……

Jin Wensheng has been storytelling in Tianjin almost all his life, logically speaking he would only be famous in Tianjin, but because Guo Degang became popular, his master Jin Wensheng became well-known.

But when they were talking about the husband's health.

Many people felt lost.

Because the old man came out in a wheelchair and was pushed by Qi Yuncheng all the time, it can be seen that his physical condition may not be very good,
Thinking about it is also true, over 80, a very old age.

It is very rare to be able to appear on the stage.

As Guo Degang said in the cross talk, one day it will be more than 80, even if you walk on the stage for half an hour, the audience will forgive you, it is really not easy.

But the next scene caused the audience to have a change of mood, and their eyes were more focused on the husband. They thought that Jin Wensheng was pushed near the microphone to chat with them.

Who would have thought that in the next second, with the support of Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping, she would stand up behind the table. Although she still had to rely on her hands for support, she was indeed standing upright.

For this reason, the applause never came down.

See this scene.

Guo Degang felt uncomfortable standing on the side screen, because he was very reluctant to stand up when looking from behind.

"Thank you everyone! Seeing so many people, I'm just happy without saying anything."

In the eyes of more than 2000 people, Jin Wensheng put his hands on the table and spoke with a smile, and his accent was still Tianjin mixed with Shandong.

No way, he doesn't like to speak Mandarin.

Qi Yuncheng stood in the funny position, and quickly introduced again, "My master! Mr. Jin Wensheng! Why did I start talking about storytelling today? It's because my grandpa is here, so he can see what I, a junior, have to say.

Grandpa, what do you think? "

"Wow! Well, people are not as good as you said." Jin heard the praise of the child without leaving any room for it.

There is a state that he dares to say that even if there are a bunch of old gentlemen standing on the stage.

Who doesn't love their own children.

Qi Yuncheng ran through waves of warmth in his heart, and nodded with a smile all the time, "I have confidence in my heart when Grandpa said that, but I just talked about storytelling, can you always tell me a cross talk?"

"No problem, you have to take me when you talk about cross talk, I won't talk about it for a long time."

"It doesn't exist, you are an old man."

For a while, the grandpa and grandson felt like they were about to start performing. During this process, Luan Yunping was still next to her, but she was a little farther away.

The fear is that Mr. Leng Buding won't be able to stand up, and the two of them can hurry over to support him.

This is also what Guo Degang explained.

"But today we, grandpa and grandson, don't talk about cross talk, let's talk about Kuaibanershu! We all know that you can tell storytelling, and you can also sing Kuaibanershu very well.

But there may be those who don’t understand, think that Allegro and Allegro books are actually very different. "

The white-haired Jin Wensheng looked at the child and continued to flatter the child with his own unique accent, "What's the difference?"

"Allegro does not tell stories and has no characters. Allegro books tell stories and play characters!"

Jin Wensheng: "Not bad!"

"These two terms were created after liberation!"

"Who researched it?"

"Who researched it?" Looking at his grandfather Qi Yuncheng, he said again, and then replied, "Mr. Wang Fengshan proposed the allegro term! Mr. Li Runjie defined the form of the allegro script."

"Not bad! Not bad at all." Jin Wensheng nodded again and again, Wang Fengshan and him are old friends, and later became a master and apprentice by chance, don't look like a master and apprentice, but the relationship between the two is still a friend, you must know that they helped each other at the beginning come here.

"These two terms did not exist before liberation, and they were collectively called Shulaibao."

"What does Shulaibao do?"

"Walk the streets and alleys to beg for food."

"A beggar?" Jin Wensheng supported the table with a look of confusion, "Don't you ask the uncle to order it? Isn't it over? Let's count Laibao, you can go!"

Hahahaha!

The old man's words were not serious from the exit, and the audience listened happily in their seats, but the voice was much quieter than usual when talking about cross talk.

Because Jin Wensheng's breath is obviously not as strong as before, and he is like this when he gets older.

Qi Yuncheng shook his head, "It's not that simple, you can give me money as soon as you call me? I call you uncle, will you give me money?"

"Isn't that inferior?"

"Let's just say it's not that easy, but once you count Laibao, they will definitely give you money."

Jin Wensheng turned his eyes from the child to the audience, and said in a very suspicious tone, "That's not necessarily it!"

"Not necessarily? They won't let us leave!"

"If you don't go, then you can just sing."

"We sing for a day."

"I won't give it for a day of singing." Jin Wensheng was determined.

"Sing for a year?"

"I won't give you a year of singing."

"If you sing to death and turn over, you have to pay."

Jin Wensheng sneered, "I won't give money even if I wake up after singing to death! You met those shopkeepers, but if you met me, baby, I won't give you money. I have a nickname!"

"What nickname?"

"Money rust!"

"What does Qian Ru say?" Qi Yuncheng was puzzled.

"As long as the money is in my waist, it will rust."

"Oh!" Qi Yuncheng understood, "I can't take it away if it's stuck? Then you don't know my nickname."

"what is it call?"

"Iron brush!"

"Okay! Why use it."

"Specially brush your money rust!"

The grandpa and grandson were fighting each other, and Qi Yuncheng looked at his grandpa, "Let's not get angry, let's do it again. I'll sing Shulaibao."

"I'm the shopkeeper? Then the quasi-insurance will cost me a penny."

"Don't talk big."

Jin Wensheng shook his head habitually, "I'm absolutely sure."

(End of this chapter)