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

Chapter 617 The Douxiao Club Says It's Changing Jobs! 【Subscribe】

I heard the staff call myself.

Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Jiuliang ignored other people's chatting, got up and adjusted their coats, and followed them to the corridor.

But after walking a few steps, the latter was still very worried. He must have been nervous when he heard so many things from his brothers just now, so he asked.

"Senior brother, do you think drawing bars is good or bad?"

"Other people's paintings are probably good, but master's paintings must be bad. You can figure it out after thinking about it."

"Yeah, it's confirmed at once."

Zhou Jiuliang sighed, and at the same time felt that the senior brother was very powerful, and he always looked at problems so crisply.

It's no wonder that in the early days, Brother Yue was taken by senior brother Yuncheng, and the feeling of being a senior brother has always radiated from Qi Yuncheng.

So he stopped talking, and prepared to talk about cross talk, and changed to this show. I am afraid that it will be a huge challenge for him to study cross talk for so many years.

If I hadn't been with my senior brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't have said this in my whole life.

"Please wait a moment!"

When they got behind the curtain, someone told them, and they nodded and waited.

At the same time, Gao Xiaobei, Luan Yunping's apprentice, came to the stage to report.

"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Changing Business"! The performers Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Jiuliang! Applause is welcome!"

It was said that the applause was welcome, and Yue Yunpeng applauded alone on the entire stage and auditorium, and the master sat down and watched the two come out with a smile.

And explain the big screen again.

"The audience is here, on the barrage."

After taking the stage and bowing, Qi Yuncheng stood in an amusing position and looked at the big screen with white flowers, which scared even Yue Yunpeng.

"My God! Is there only so many senior brothers out there? I remember that there is a limit on the number of viewers in the barrage. How fast your hands are, the keyboard is sparking."

Guo Degang also turned his head to look to the right, and it was really like this, one post after another, almost covering the entire screen.

And Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Jiuliang were also happy watching. Although there were no audiences below, they were a little flustered, but they were acceptable. Because the former had acted before, they were very confident, and the senior brother was very confident.

However, Qi Yuncheng was still very curious, "Is it really a real-time barrage? Isn't it recorded? Friends, can you send me a handsome master?"

The voice fell.

The words Master is so handsome appeared all over the screen.

Guo Degang smiled from ear to ear while holding a fan, "Praising me won't give you points."

"It's okay! This is a foreshadowing, and it's fine if you don't lose points at that time."

Adjusting the microphone slightly, Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Jiuliang immediately entered into a performance state, "Then I have to introduce myself when I come to the stage, so that everyone doesn't know us."

"I have to talk about it."

"My name is Qi Yuncheng, a young actor in the Deyun Club, but the people around me may be relatively familiar, and there are newcomers who have participated in cross talk before."

"Yes, kill him!"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Jiuliang had obviously entered into his business mode, and Yue Yunpeng was overjoyed when he talked about fighting him, and at the same time, barrages rolled out.

"This shows that Mr. Zhou Jiuliang is very popular, but don't look at the cross talk actors you are familiar with now. It was completely different in the past. In the past, those who talked about cross talk were called Zhangkoufan."

"What is mouth-opening rice?"

Looking at the few people in the audience, Qi Yuncheng explained behind the microphone, "Opening your mouth means opening your mouth to earn money for food through language, learning to sing or performing.

Can it be easy to eat with one mouth? "

"not easy."

"That's right! Get up early and go to the Tianqiao in Yanjing to perform in Liandi. There is a saying in Liandi that the wind is halved and the rain is all over."

This made people very curious, Zhou Jiuliang said to the side, "How do you say this?"

Qi Yuncheng waved his right hand lightly, "This time when the wind blows, half of the people will go away. But when it rains, there will be no one left."

"Yes, I can't do it anymore."

"Our industry is afraid of rain, of course, there are other industries that like rain."

"Is there anyone who likes the rain?" Zhou Jiuliang asked again while supporting the table, and at the same time, he said nothing wrong, and he didn't miss a word. After all, Master is here and recording a program.

"For example, a bricklayer, a bricklayer, he can die beautifully in one afternoon. Sitting in the house, wow~~ heavy rain, just listening to thunder crackling outside, he is happy sitting in the house."

Qi Yuncheng leaned out and imitated the characters to look outside, "Huo, thump, whose gable has collapsed? The rain has stopped, and he has work to do."

"It's plastering the walls for people."

"I'm so happy, send my son away! Go, give me a couple of taels!"

"Do you still have a drink?"

"Kacha, someone's collapsed again. Go, hit two or two."

"Drink again?"

"Wow, click~~ hit two or three."

"It's beautiful."

"Wow, click, bang, I can't drink this anymore."

"how?"

"My house collapsed."

Burden out.

Not only Guo Degang and Yue Yunpeng in the audience suddenly smiled, but so did Yu Qian and a large group of audience in the back room at the moment.

And look at the man's performance status.

Yu Qian nodded, and turned to his assistant Liu Xiaoding, "Yun Cheng's work is very solid, draw one for him.

Jiuliang also drew one, and it's very good to work with the side. "

As soon as he turned around, Liu Xiaoding drew a line on one of his uncles and uncles.

Compared with Guo Degang, Yu Qian's side is much more relaxed, and he will draw once if he thinks it is good.

But the two people performing on the stage feel different. There is no audience, and the lack of laughter is a torment for the actors. Fortunately, there is screen feedback, and both Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Jiuliang watch from time to time.

Qi Yuncheng was okay, he was used to performances with only a few people, De Yun was not like this in the early days, but Zhou Jiuliang was the first time, and kept paying attention to the audience's barrage.

So the two continued to perform, and their condition became better and better.

"This is a big deal, and no one can stand it."

"Correct."

"As an entertainer, it's not easy. Standing in a circle on the street and talking about cross talk. It's windy and rainy, and it's hard to go to a teahouse. It's even more difficult to go to a small theater."

"Why is this more difficult?"

Qi Yuncheng looked back at his partner, and then answered, "You mean selling tickets, but not everyone buys tickets. In the past, it was said that there was a small change, and it was almost the same. The guys went down to collect the money.

And asking for money is a science, what kind of people can ask for it, and what kind of people can't ask for it. "

Zhou Jiuliang hastily passed another sentence, "Why can't I ask for it?"

"Of course." Qi Yuncheng waved his hand and pointed at their performance site and the empty tables, chairs and benches, "For example, there are 800 people sitting here, who can want it and who can't?

Smart people have to look at clothes. "

"What kind of clothes can't you ask for?"

"No one in a suit."

"why."

"Extreme high-tech."

"Oh!" Zhou Jiuliang nodded.

"The one with the peaked cap, this is a spy."

"Ho."

"Second padded jacket, from the detective team!"

"It's getting stronger and stronger."

"Wear breeches."

Zhou Jiuliang asked curiously, "This is it?

"A horse for the islanders."

"Yo."

"Just say it."

"How to say."

"You can't ask for clothes."

"Then it's over if you go to the bathhouse."

Zhou Jiuliang complained, and his energy was just right. At this moment, even Qi Yuncheng felt that the business model of Jiuliang was really good.

Then raise your hands, palms down, backs up.

"Take a bamboo basket when you want it, don't say anything, stand in front of people, and talk sideways. Second master, you appreciate a word."

"A word of appreciation?"

"What kind of reward, no, no!" Qi Yuncheng's expression turned cold, and he flicked his sleeves like a fly.

After finishing the action, make up your mouth again.

"See what it looks like? Disgusting, it's like blasting flies, so is it easy for artists? The bullying has reached a limit.

No matter where you go, those who talk about cross talk lose face and identity. "

Zhou Jiuliang: "Really?"

Qi Yuncheng: "For example, at a large party, people have to shout: Marshal Zhang is here~~Master Li is here~~"

Zhou Jiuliang: "They are all powerful."

Qi Yuncheng: "It's different to talk about cross talk, not to shout."

Zhou Jiuliang: "Didn't you shout?"

"Then how do you shout? Like this." Qi Yuncheng stood up and amplified his voice, "Guo said that the cross talker is here~~The cross talker is here~~Xiao Guoyu is here~~"

"Okay! It's a small pot and a small fish. Are you talking about cross talk or a cook? Why is there a lack of manpower in the back kitchen?"

Hahahahaha!
A tease a handful!
A bunch of people are having fun.

And this group of people is not the audience at Yu Qian's side. Although they are told to keep their music as low as possible, how can you guard against laughing?

So Yu Qian was very happy, and asked Liu Xiaoting to write again, "Yes, very good! Jiu Liang Ping's is not bad, I guess this sentence was played by Yun Cheng."

Draw on this side again, and Guo Degang on the other side did the same. He turned and looked at Yue Yunpeng, "Come on, draw them!"

"okay!"

Seeing that the master asked Xiaoyue to draw, Qi Yuncheng couldn't hold back on the stage. What he wrote was bad. The master is too thieves. Didn't he praise him before?
Helplessly, he watched as a horizontal line appeared under his name.

But the amount of Zhou Jiu in this second is a little different, that is, he heard laughter.

Isn't there no audience?

How can there be laughter?

Be puzzled.

But the inner thinking is only for a moment, and now they still have a show to perform.

"It's still light, at least it can be performed, and if the emperor of that era died, the artist would be even more unlucky." Qi Yuncheng spoke behind the microphone.

"Then what's the bad luck?"

"For example, in the 34th year of Guangxu, when he died, he was in national service for [-] days. During this [-] days, entertainment is prohibited, there is no food to eat, and there is no talking or singing."

"Artists can't act anymore."

"So I changed my career and started a small business to make a living."

At this point, Zhou Jiuliang spoke quickly, "Did many seniors change their careers? Then you say everyone has changed their careers?"

"Mr. Liu Baoquan, who sang the big drum, changed his career to selling porridge! Yanjing's breakfast, glutinous rice porridge boiled in a casserole, sesame cake twist, pancake fruit."

"Yes! How many of these are they sold in the street?"

"Just set up a stall, but you have to know how to sell porridge, and I don't know how to do it. Thinking about it..."

Qi Yuncheng took half a step, holding the table with his hands, as if holding his own booth, and slowly pondered, "Now entertainment is prohibited, and I haven't sung, so let's take this opportunity to relax."

"How?"

"Hey!" Qi Yuncheng lowered his eyes suddenly, looking at his stall, "I looked at the things I was selling, and made up a few words, which rhymed in the same way. It was like singing a big drum when I yelled."

Zhou Jiuliang was curious beside him, "Is there a drum for singing the big drum?"

"There's no casserole here?"

"Oh, I used the porridge pot as a drum, but what about the drum shuttlecock?"

Qi Yuncheng stepped back to grab the fan, and then turned his wrist to scoop, "It's the spoon for porridge."

"There is no drum board!"

"Then take a set of sesame seed cakes."

"It can be dealt with."

"He played the string like this."

"What?"

When it came time to sing, people in the front and back of the stage looked at Qi Yuncheng on the stage. Speaking all the way, he felt very solid and stable.

It's an old joke about PICC, which can't be controlled without certain ability.

At the same time, Zhou Jiuliang also felt that the state of the senior brothers around him when they were talking about cross talk was not comparable to their juniors.

Very calm.

And Qi Yuncheng's body is also good-looking at the moment, because he has practiced big drums and learned for many years, so he has a demeanor, but he is holding a fan in his right hand as a drum shuttlecock, and his left hand is holding a sesame seed fruit with the palm facing up as a drum board. sound.

"Dang Ge Er Long Dong Li Ge Er Long Di Dong~

Hanging furnace ~ sesame cake ~ flat and round ~
The deep-fried mahua~crispy and sweet~”

After singing a few lines, Qi Yuncheng looked forward, raised his hand and pointed at his own pot with a fan, "Japonic rice porridge is cheap ~ two bowls a bowl ~ look at the size of the pancake~~
Selling at a low price for three days, not to make money~
The so-called passing on the name, my name is Liu Baoquan~~
Boom~gudong~crash~"

Hearing the abnormal movement, Zhou Jiuliang asked in doubt, "What's going on?"

Qi Yuncheng looked down at himself with a bitter face, "The casserole is leaking."

"Okay, the bottom of the pot is smashed."

……

In a short paragraph, Qi Yuncheng showed his abilities. Guo Degang watched his child very satisfied throughout the whole process, while Yue Yunpeng, who stood beside him watching, glanced at the white praise barrage, and then glanced at Master.

Open your mouth slowly.

"Master, this episode is amazing. Now I'm glad I didn't participate again. I don't know what the uncle thinks, will it add points."

As for Yu Qian watching the big screen in the back room, what else can he watch.

Without further ado, let Liu Xiaoding continue to draw him, he can't even describe this man as an actor.

The ability and level are indeed at the level of senior brothers.

For this reason, sometimes Xiao Luan, who is also a relatively stable actor, is suitable for praise, because he can do anything, and has a stable acting style. If you need to be a little restless, Luan Yunping can also cooperate.

Very tacit understanding, partner for almost ten years.

So from the point of view of Jiuliang, Yu Qian felt that although it was good, he still couldn't keep up with his senior brother's enthusiasm.

There is no way, a temporary partner, but Jiu Liang bit the bullet and told his brother this, it is also not easy.

Anyway, it's nothing else, he likes this work, and the two children praise it no matter how they perform.

Originally, his personality was not strict, and he didn't really criticize others.

Besides, he and Guo Degang had made an agreement, one would sing the red face and the other would sing the bad face.

(End of this chapter)