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

Chapter 546 Okay, my hair is all gray, and I'm only under 30 years old?

"The calf is as affectionate as Chunhui, the old man left his hometown and returned today~~

The loving mother lives in Jianghan, Sichuan, and the general fights in the cannon pile~~

One is Fearless with Wind Sword and Snow Sword~~

One is the iron horse Jinge does not frown~~"

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Tianjin Auditorium.

Under the gaze of 2000 people.

The young Qi Yuncheng began to give his accent, singing "Chen Yi Visits His Mother" by Jingyun Dagu!
Jingyun Dagu is a niche art. Without a certain understanding and knowledge, you may not understand what is being sung, but the audience must know who Chen Yi is.

So the libretto will not feel jerky and difficult to understand.

But with so many people watching and listening, it took more than 20 minutes. If it weren't for the ability, it would be impossible to sing so that people could listen to it.

Because to be honest, it is not as interesting as storytelling and cross talk.

Fortunately, Qi Yuncheng is not weak in drum music, and the atmosphere during the singing is not warm, even a lot of elderly people below are good.

This has already explained the problem. Since the establishment of the Guqu Club, the old audience has been sung back one after another.

Of course, the children performed drum music in the grand arena.

How could the actors who came backstage today not pay attention.

Even the old Shao Ma Ye is watching, he also loves Quyi.

Peking opera, cross talk, and drum music can't come without him.

So he looked at the stage and opened his mouth slowly.

"I like this joke very much. It's really a masterpiece that Hui Duizhe can write like this. The singing design is also good. Now that the children are singing, the details are handled well."

Guo Degang heard Ma Zhiming's praise from the side, because the child was good, and he knew it from the moment he met him.

As expected, after singing a section, the voices below came one after another, all begging the actors to make another encore.

Qi Yuncheng naturally lived up to it, returning to a very familiar drum song "Mulan"!
After a section was sung, the applause fell, indicating that today's drum program has temporarily come to an end.

The singing is very smooth, whether it is the opening of Mr. Zhang Yali or his two works.

Then next, it is the turn of storytelling.

Guo Degang assisted the child in acting, and went up to talk about it.

As soon as he went up, the audience reacted enthusiastically, which gradually made the venue lose its atmosphere. After all, there were more audiences sitting below.

It's a pity that today I didn't come here to fill in the hole, but to dig the hole, and I was going to spend an hour on the stage to say something.

And when the master said,
Qi Yuncheng has a lot of time to rest. During the rest, he still asks Ma Laozu and Mr. Zhang Yali for advice. Although the former is not a professional, but still the same sentence, his level of singing drums is better than some professional ones.

Deeply involved in folk art.

For this reason, when a child learns a lot, no matter how talented he is, he has not learned it all.

There is no end to learning folk art.

Even if he lives to be a hundred years old, he is still learning, especially if he is less than 30 years old.

And Ma Zhiming loves children's enthusiasm for learning very much, and even the cross talk that I will talk about later is a little bit relocated. It is not a relocation, but some other stage experience.

Surprisingly, for these things, he found that the child can really master them, and can understand them as soon as they are said.

For example, if you tell your father about the experience of a scene back then, the child can immediately figure out how to deal with it now.

Just so spiritual.

I usually say that so-and-so is talented, and I can't help but praise, but I have really had a lot of contact with children, so I can fully understand the concept of talent.

To put it bluntly, at his age, the child will definitely do better than him.

He Ma Zhiming can't do anything famous in his life, let alone help Quyi.

Children are different, the solid complement of popularity and ability will definitely make him the next Guo Degang.

Maybe even surpassing his master.

He can guarantee this point, after all, Guo Degang, who was so valiant and high-spirited back then, is almost getting old now.

Time is not around people.

I don't think too much about it.

At 09:30, when Guo Degang finished speaking a book, it was the turn of the child Qi Yuncheng to play.

He was also greeted with thunderous applause.

After bowing and looking at the audience to give an introductory poem, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Thank you everyone, just now my master told a book, I guess I have to dig a hole again, I will try my best to finish a story.

But I am also very moved to come and open such a venue.

This does not show how capable I am, but just to report to everyone what I know. I also studied folk art in childhood. I don’t know how well I have learned. Please bear with me, students will definitely have room for improvement in the future. "

"The big drums I sang before were so good! I'll go to the Guqu Club to listen to them later."

Hearing the actor's voice, some elders in the auditorium shouted impolitely.

As soon as he shouted, the others were even more so. For Qi Yuncheng's state, the audience could only praise him, because every performance was not sloppy, and they worked hard.

Especially today.

Three performances, I'm afraid his master didn't do this kind of performance much back then.

After all, it is to love the apprentice, to praise the apprentice for this.

Of course, if the strength is not here, then no matter how much you can hold it, you still need to be strong.

Obviously, Qi Yuncheng has this ability.

more recognized by the audience.

Not only those girls, but also those old audiences who were attracted back by the drum music.

"Thank you, thank you all for supporting me! The students are grateful, and there is not much they can do. The only thing they can do is to work hard on the stage.

And because of time constraints, let's gossip less.

What is the name of the book we are talking about today? Apprentice, I will dedicate a section of "Diamond Sutra" to you straightforwardly and politely! "

wow!
Xingmu took another picture, and Qi Yuncheng looked at the mighty two thousand people below and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to read the scriptures, the name of the book is the Diamond Sutra.

When is the story?In the 42nd year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, the weather in Wuzhong area was bad this year, and the people were affected, and almost no grains were collected.

The days were dry and flooded for a while, and locusts broke out again after the work was over.

For a while, every family was in a hurry to eat, so where exactly did our story happen?Ladies and gentlemen, there is a Dongting Temple in Dongting Mountain.

In this temple, there are many big monks and young monks.

You all know that the temple is not a business, unlike other businesses, you have to eat in the temple, and it will be fatal at this moment.

There is not enough rice.

Big monks, young monks, old monks, fat monks, fat monks, and thin monks sit together for a meeting.

What should I do?Where can we get all this rice...

......"

On the stage, Qi Yuncheng frowned and acted as monks worried. The story was simple to tell, that is, there was no food, and the temple mortgaged its most precious Diamond Sutra handwritten by Bai Juyi to Shanxia Xiangguo in exchange for rice.

After that, a lot of things happened because of the Diamond Sutra, until finally it went around and returned to the temple.

The ending is a good ending, but it doesn't have too many contradictions like ordinary stories, but it is not lacking in fascinating.

Therefore, the audience in the auditorium also found it interesting to listen to it, and the more they listened, the more fascinated they became. The atmosphere was even better than when singing drums.

Feeling this, Qi Yuncheng smiled bitterly in his heart as he spoke, there was no way, Guqu was really in that state.

Even if I'm telling a story, it's a bit more elegant than telling it in a straightforward manner.

Guo Degang also noticed this. The atmosphere visible to the naked eye is better than the drum music. The drum music is interacted by a small number of people. When the storytelling is told, almost everyone is listening.

It seems that the road is quite long, but you can't go wrong if you keep going.

At least this sunset folk art can't be completely lost, it should be passed down from generation to generation.

Leave a tinder, maybe one day a big fire will be ignited.

However, while watching the child's storytelling, Guo Degang felt a slight vibration of the phone, and quickly turned around and walked to the position behind the side screen to pick it up.

"Hello, how's it going? Is Yun Cheng's performance okay?"

It was Wang Hui who made the call. She is now at Yuncheng's house with a few months of Jing Jing. It stands to reason that she would be the first to consider candidates for the assistant performance of drum music.

But she didn't want to go up, that's why Yun Cheng asked someone else.

"Alright! Now the child is telling a story, and Young Master Ma is also resting in the background. The next program will be his old man's.

It's just that as soon as the old man comes on stage, the atmosphere will probably be pushed up a step higher, and he and his uncle will have to be nervous and work hard to talk about their savings. "

Wang Hui didn't care about these details, and the children had been in difficult situations, so she didn't worry at all, so she said with a smile.

"Jing Jing at home is also very cute, he looks really good. But unlike Xixi when he was a child, he is not so unpleasant, looking at us with a pair of eyes.

It seems that he will listen to everything we say, and he feels very obedient. "

Thinking of Yun Cheng's son, Guo Degang felt warm in his heart, this jar is really like this.

But just for a second of joy, the voices of Xixi and her daughter suddenly came from the phone.

"Mom! You can't give this to my younger brother, Xixi's, you can't give it to him."

"What's wrong with him? You haven't played for a long time, and you still drink your brother's milk powder."

"Exchange one, Xixi wants to exchange one for my younger brother, but don't want to give this one!"

Hearing the voices of the two people, Guo Degang was even happier, and Yuncheng's family might become lively in the future.

Especially with Xixi here, this girl really feels so weird, I can't imagine what kind of powerful girl she will grow into in the future.

But no matter what, De Yun's group of people love her to the core.

Really cute panic.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. I will take a picture of the child and send it to you for you to see."

"it is good."

The couple hung up the phone.

Guo Degang picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the child standing on the big stage, talking and telling a book.

Yu Qian was also next to him. He saw his partner taking a photo and asked, "Wait a minute?"

"Don't be mean, my apprentice is this, and he doesn't show off."

There were only the two of them in the side screen, and they didn't pay much attention to their words, so their pride was evident.

And seeing his old partner like this, the corners of Yu Qian's mouth turned up, and he had nothing to say.

This child Yuncheng is probably the proudest child of Degang in recent years, and also the one who is the least mistaken.

Not to mention that Mr. Zhang even made a guarantee.

Although he joined Deyun in 04, he didn't know the story between Mr. Zhang and his child before.

But after that, it can still be seen from Mr. Zhang's liking for him, that state is obviously to distinguish the two people who left.

It seems to be quite good now, no matter whether they leave or not, it is a good thing.

So I picked up and took a few photos, not only of Yuncheng, but also of the full audience below.

But an hour is too fast.

When it's time to give buttons.

Ma Zhiming and his old partner Huang Zuming came from the backstage wearing a coat, on the way to the side curtain.

Huang Zuming said, "I didn't expect that you like this child so much, and I just kept looking at you all the time when you spoke just now.

Talking endlessly, finding a common topic, right? "

Ma Zhiming waved his hand helplessly, "I am many generations away from him, a young man like this is actually out of reach with me.

Even a sentence may not be able to match, there is a generation gap in the middle, and the generation gap is not small.

But Yuncheng is different, he is versatile.

He can talk about cross talk, drum music, and even Peking opera. It's hard to find such a child with a lantern. "

Huang Zuming nodded and did not deny it, "I am not familiar with him, but he is also respectful when he sees me, and I can see that there is something in the previous performance."

"Stop chatting, get ready to have a good talk."

Said a few words.

The two of them came to the side screen, ready to play at that time.

Qi Yuncheng was also fast here, and after another minute or two, Xingmu suddenly gave a clap in exchange for a lot of applause from the audience.

After bowing, he began to step down.

The host announces.

"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Dispute"! Performers Ma Zhiming and Huang Zuming!"

Whoa!
Just the announcement.

When the two names came out, there was a commotion in the Tianjin Auditorium.

Applause, shouts, restlessness, the sound continued.

Master Ma's ability is very good.

His name alone is a big deal.

Hearing so much movement and feeling the atmosphere, when Ma Zhiming and his partner came to the stage, they thanked them respectfully.

An old artist, with humility in his bones.

"Thank you everyone. We two old people came over to assist in the children's scene today, and the applause is so strong now.

To be honest, we're a bit of a loser. "

The Huang family said: "It's a bit."

"Because I haven't been on the stage for a long time, I don't talk about it all the time, and I feel frustrated. At the same time, have you watched the children's performance? How do you guys see it?"

"Hurrah!"

"not bad!"

Young Master Ma asked.

Below, young and old, answer one by one.

Ma Zhiming supported the table with one hand, and turned his head to look at the direction the child had left before, "Not only did you all find it good, but I also did the same, so I think this kind of good young man has to come and help.

That's why we're here.

Encourage everyone, I have been in contact with children, and I am a good actor who will win a lot. "

"That's right!"

"Then we will be replaced by the two old ones now. I must tell you all about it. As for the name of the show, the host just said it is called a dispute! This is a very early work of mine, and it has been 30 years now."

Ma Zhiming looked at Huang Zuming, "When I wrote this paragraph, I didn't have you yet."

"Well, my hair is all gray, and I'm only under 30?"

"Maybe, you can talk about buddies with today's actors."

"What a mess."

Hahahahaha!
Come on stage, a small burden, the audience is happy, and at the same time it's the cross talk.

The atmosphere is stronger than before.

After all, cross talk is still popular, and most people come for cross talk.

(End of this chapter)