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

"The show tomorrow? So soon?"

"Otherwise, how long do you need to prepare for a short story? A week? Didn't you say you want to play it? It takes many days to prepare for it?"

"Ok."

Zhou Gulan nodded, looking like she was asking for trouble.

She asked for trouble, but Qi Yuncheng was happy in his heart. He didn't mean to make things difficult for her. To let her know how hard it was, the young man needed to hit her harder.

At the same time, it will be a rare experience for her to take a cross talk performance seriously.

Everything has to be experienced.

So time passed quickly.

It was only one day, and it passed as soon as I closed and opened my eyes. After lunch and a short rest, the master and the apprentice quietly took a car to go to the Sanlitun Little Theater.

Today's Sanlitun Little Theater is extremely popular because it is owned by two people, Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang.

Many people were waiting outside to see them.

Since seeing the newcomers in cross talk, they have become popular and loved by the audience, with fans following them.

Even Meng Hetang has not performed too many times in small theaters, and is also participating in some variety shows.

It's like this when people are hot, and the schedule keeps going.

But when he knew that his senior brother was going to give Lanlan a cross talk, Meng Hetang, the captain of the seventh team, was puzzled.

I can’t even figure out why Lan Lan is so “seeking death”.

Good guy, my senior brother is already famous for his praise.

It’s not that Shaobing and Zhang Jiuling were not aware of this, but now that a girl wants to play the role, they don’t know what to do.

"Jiu Liang, do you think we should remind Lan Lan? Lan Lan is young and has never seen the danger of his master."

At two or three o'clock backstage, when the theater had already started performing, Meng Hetang was holding melon seeds in his hands, cracking them while saying something to Jiuliang.

"It's not necessary, senior brother must be dragging Lan Lan."

"It's not necessary. When my senior brother performs on stage, he should just perform on the spot. It would be very difficult if he doesn't get vaccinated. We, as senior uncles, have to take care of him.

Our Deyun Society has just a little girl named Lanlan. "

"Then when people come, you can say it yourself."

"Okay! Let me talk to Lanlan."

Meng Hetang made up his mind. No matter what, he could not let a little girl be left in the hands of his senior brother. Today, it was not easy for a girl to come on stage to talk about cross talk.

I guess it can cheer up the curtain call.

However, the master is also doting on him enough. He knows that it was the master's consent that led him to come over and say something, otherwise the senior brother would not let Lanlan say it.

The girls said that there are many restrictions on cross talk, and at most they can only be happy like this.

"What are you doing?"

Cao Cao was about to arrive. When he heard his senior brother's voice, Meng Hetang came to life instantly.

Go happily.

"Hey, senior brother, are you here? Come, eat melon seeds, eat melon seeds, there are peanuts here!"

A large handful was stuffed in, and Meng Hetang didn't care at all.

I also grabbed a handful for Lan Lan.

"If you need it, just leave it there."

"Okay, you can take whatever you want. I also bought a lot of water." Meng Hetang quickly handed two bottles of water to his senior brother and Lan Lan, and when he handed them to Lan Lan.

Meng Hetang suddenly gave Lan Lan a very mysterious order.

"Be careful of your master when on stage!!"

"Um???"

Zhou Gulan took the water and said thank you, but couldn't understand Master Meng's words at all.

What care?
Why are you careful about my master?
My master can still harm me?
What do you mean?
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lanlan's confusion, Qi Yuncheng was very curious.

Meng Hetang immediately replied with a smile, "Nothing, nothing. Lanlan said what should I wear for cross talk?"

"This is it. She insists on playing with it. Don't be so serious."

"Oh, that's it. Let's listen to the cross talk for a while. It's only about three o'clock now."

Now it was the venue of his seventh team. Meng Hetang greeted him in various ways, but Zhou Gulan looked at the master secretly with a suppressed face and said not to be so serious. In the end, he was extremely serious when teaching himself.

She wanted to cry, really wanted to cry.

But the next second, I was secretly happy.

Speaking of which, when I first met Master and saw him performing Jingyun Dagu in a training class, wasn't it because I was attracted by his seriousness?

And he has to do it, otherwise he won’t learn.

At that time, she felt that this teacher was more responsible than ordinary teachers.

You must know that at that time, there were a group of brats. Facing a group of brats, Master also played very seriously.

"What are you doing, crying and laughing at the same time?" Qi Yuncheng was curious about the girl's expression and asked again.

"It's nothing, I'll keep mumbling."

Zhou Gulan calmly began to rehearse the lines. She said that she was very excited about the cross talk, even more excited than performing drum music.

Qi Yuncheng looked at her like he didn't care about her anymore, and he didn't get along with her, he had already made up with her at home, and she just went through it by herself.

Then go up to the side curtain to watch the actors' performance.

Team [-] may seem like its captain has been "emptied out," but there are a lot of talents inside.

There is no one who is not famous.

Qin Xiaoxian, Shang Jiuxi, He Jiuhua, and Liu Xiaoting are all known.

Even the seventh team has a lot of spectators, and the only team that can name all the players has a certain sense of accomplishment.

Of course, it's still not close now, and a few of them are not very famous.

But soon.

I watched the performance like this for an hour or two, and at the end, Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang went up to perform.

As soon as they went up, the small theater with 300 people was in full swing.

Once upon a time, they were also the opening actors in a small theater.

But what was even more exciting was when Qi Yuncheng and Zhou Gulan appeared on stage. The welcome, applause, and screams of the girls could fill the theater.

I don’t know why it’s so powerful.

"Thank you everyone. I didn't expect to come over and find some martial arts wizards. Their lion's roar skills almost shocked me."

Qi Yuncheng joked casually, and the girls in the front row covered their mouths in laughter, knowing that he was teasing them.

"Actually, I came here with a purpose. Do you know Lan Lan?"

"know!!"

A few female voices came out first, and now she is known to some fans.

"I can't help it. She wants to do a cross talk, and Master has agreed. Let's do a simple one and see how it goes."

"it is good!"

quack quack quack quack.

Warm applause is given.

After giving it, everyone held up their mobile phones to take pictures for fear of missing something.

Zhou Gulan cleared her throat and came to the microphone, knowing that it was about to begin.

Leng Buding felt strange at first.

It was all on the stage, and she was standing behind the microphone. When talking about cross talk, her heart was beating so fast.

"thank you all."

The girl in a white T-shirt simply bowed to everyone and thanked everyone. After thanking everyone, she immediately entered the performance.

"It's my first time to perform cross talk. I'm very nervous. I rely entirely on my master to guide me, so please be more careful."

"Yes." Qi Yuncheng nodded, "Just scold whoever deserves it. If she can't stop talking, we will be successful."

Come as you say.Meng Hetang is watching with gusto while holding melon seeds in the side curtain. This cross talk is definitely not simple.

When Zhou Gulan heard the master's words, he wanted to laugh but couldn't. He could only look at the audience below and continue talking.

"Actually, my master is very busy, and his popularity is so high. He has performed all over the country, not only across the country, but around the world.

Last year, Master went to perform abroad, and I went along to have a look. "

"Really? Where?" Qi Yuncheng said kindly from behind the table.

"What...an island country, not big, just a province. I even saw my Grandpa Guo chatting with their provincial secretary.

I discovered that they also have cross talk, called Mancai. "

After saying this, the audience laughed happily, and Qi Yuncheng had to stop the girl.

"There's also cross talk, they call it sumo wrestling."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Gulan looked at his master.

Qi Yuncheng explained to the girl, "An island country is not a province."

"Is it the county?" Zhou Gulan answered quickly, and then spoke again, "Yes, it's the county secretary. When I heard what they were saying, I even started talking."

"No! The island country is not a county either."

"Neighbourhood?"

"Why is it getting narrower and narrower?"

"Then what building number do you say it is?"

Hahahaha!

Just create the size of a building for the island country, and the people below will smile happily.

When laughter appeared, Zhou Gulan was so happy that she felt as if she had eaten honey.

"Good guys." During the commotion, Qi Yuncheng glanced at the audience who were taking pictures of them with their mobile phones. "I know you are all patriotic, but after all, we are a country."

"It's whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me. It's mainly from a foreign country. I heard that when you performed in the past, you didn't eat well."

"That's true." Qi Yuncheng nodded.

"So here you go, I'll treat you to a meal, and it's up to you whether or not you want me to show my favor."

Cross talk is about to enter its real life.

Qi Yuncheng looked at the girl sideways, and could see that she was in a nervous state, so he said helplessly, "When we just came here and we didn't even talk a few words, we discussed dinner, which is irresponsible to the audience."

"Don't worry about it so much. Master, can you just be happy?"

"What does it mean to have a good time?"

"You are a big old man￥%... a big man."

Here Lanlan mixed some garlic in her mouth, Qi Yuncheng was slightly amused and repeated, "Ladies or gentlemen?"

"Sir, I, the apprentice, ask you to have a meal. If you refuse to eat or hesitate, it will make me look bad and make me feel uncomfortable. If I feel awkward, I will die suddenly on the spot."

"Ouch." Qi Yuncheng said in surprise, "The pressure of studying is too great, and it is easy to die suddenly at such a young age. Okay, I'll eat it."

"Isn't that the end of it? If I say to eat and you say to eat, I will die suddenly."

Qi Yuncheng frowned slightly, "Then do you want to eat or not? I finally accepted a disciple, so don't leave it here."

"Eat, I treat you to eat." Zhou Gulan agreed, and tried her best to perform, but in fact, for girls, cross talk still has a lot of sense of disobedience.

Just play along.

"Then you died suddenly or not?"

"Don't worry, I'll invite you to come to our house to eat."

"Why are you going home to eat?"

"Recognize the door. Please come to my house to see me later."

Qi Yuncheng turned to face the audience and complained, "I still have to see how big she is."

Zhou Gulan spoke again and said her lines, "There are not so many restrictions on eating in the key house. The waiter runs back and forth, and I find her troublesome.

You are a big star, and you are too busy sitting in a restaurant to get your autograph, take a photo, or whatever.

Then I don't have time to chat with you, so I'm going home to eat. "

After thinking for a moment, Qi Yuncheng thought it made sense and nodded, "That's right. It would be good to have some home-cooked meals."

"Then you don't drink?"

"Drink."

When Zhou Gulan heard that he was about to drink, he didn't know what happened. He was a little frightened and muttered to himself, "The information is wrong. They said you don't drink."

"I drink."

"Then let's have some wine and some liquor. But there are too many fake ones now. If you really buy them, buy them and drink them. You will be blinded and you won't be able to hear anything."

"If I had this wine, I would have given it to you, Grandpa Guo."

Hahahahahaha!

Originally, it was just a burden, and the audience was happy to hear it, but Qi Yuncheng turned around and the laughter became even louder.

Not to mention the audience, Zhou Gulan himself couldn't hold back his laughter. He turned his head back to hold it in before continuing to speak with a smile.

"If you drink red wine, you'll make people laugh. If you drink beer, it's quite cold, and you can't drink it."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I can drink." Qi Yuncheng stopped.

"Can you drink?" Zhou Gulan looked at the master curiously, "How's your drinking capacity?"

"I'm fine."

"Oh, here's eight boxes."

"what?"

"No, no, no." Zhou Gulan was frightened and quickly said, "Eight bottles, six bottles, four bottles, two bottles, one bottle of beer."

"Shall we have a beer between the two of us?"

"I'm a woman!!" Zhou Gulan said loudly.

Qi Yuncheng looked around and said jokingly, "Oh, I almost didn't see it."

"I don't have a problem with drinking. I just drink for you. You can drink whatever you can."

"Still capable."

"If you can't drink it, I'll take it back. If I take back the beer I bought for four yuan, they'll give me another four yuan."

"Okay, I just licked the beer bottle and I can't drink anymore?"

"Not just for drinking, but for eating. I have prepared a lot of good dishes for you."

Qi Yuncheng was quite satisfied this time and kept nodding, "As long as the food is good."

"Let's have a peanut for cooking." Zhou Gulan spread his hands and handed it to the master. "Whether the peanut should be fried, stir-fried or boiled, please give me an idea."

Looking at her holding hands, Qi Yuncheng felt incredible, "Why are you eating peanuts now?"

"Then let's eat it on your birthday."

"What's so messed up, I only eat peanuts for my birthday?"

"This is just one of them. There are many good dishes behind."

"What dish?"

Qi Yuncheng held his hands on the table and listened attentively.

"This is our family's ancestral dish."

"What dish?"

"Shredded kelp...fried leeks!!"

When talking about the fun below, although the name of the dish is a traditional joke, it can definitely add a lot of burden and save people's lives.

Otherwise, Zhou Gulan would say it was a good thing and wouldn't be able to do it anymore.

But let alone the audience, Zhou Gulan also wanted to laugh. She had never practiced laughing or laughing. Not to mention that she had never practiced. Even if she had practiced, there were times when she couldn't help it.

But as she smiled, her expression gradually dropped.

"Eh? What's the word after that?" (End of Chapter)