Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 1 Who Still Listens to Cross Talk Now?
If you were in the environment decades ago, the cross talk industry would wither.

The entire industry is also divided into two factions, attacking and crowding out each other.

When you come here, apart from the inexplicably obtained title of class leader, there is only a dilapidated garden that cannot sell two tickets for three days.

Thousands of people point out that internal and external troubles.

Can you hold on?
Lin Qingfeng was standing in the backstage of his cross talk garden wearing a coat.

He exhaled lightly.

Behind him are three large characters in golden characters with python patterns.

"Qingyun Club."

It has been unknown how many years since Qingfeng Lin came to this parallel world.

This is a world of dying cross talk.

But not at first.

Decades ago, several Taishan Beidou in the cross talk world fought hard to get cross talk out of the masses.

Step by step, cross talk was brought into the Great Hall.

Not only was it welcomed by everyone.

It has continuously deduced cross talk to a new level.

After several masters passed away one after another,

The cross talk gradually changed its taste.

Heirs, consider yourself 'high art'.

How can he return to the street and show up in the wind and sun?
Only the towers and halls are the places where you should perform by yourself!

After leaving the siege of the basic people, cross talk began to go downhill.

Cross talk actors have become unhappy cross talks on major stages.

Sarcasm is not allowed, and it is not allowed to exceed the outline, and it cannot exceed 10 minutes. It must be praised and praised.

After learning a piece of cross talk, I took turns performing in various places and eating subsidies.

Even the most basic Guankou and Taiping lyrics have not been mentioned for a long time.

The cross talk at the party is getting worse and worse, and no one listens to those who don't go to the party.

There are also many so-called little stars and fresh meats, who casually wear a coat and use the guise of traditional art to join in the heat.

They can throw away the mandarin jacket after stepping off the stage, and openly ridiculed that it is a dirty thing.

There are also countless "formula cross talks", which are shoddy and ruin the family.

After decades, the traditional art of cross talk has died in the grave.

The only ones who can survive are mainstream actors who can't even speak tongue twisters clearly.

Relying on state subsidies, he proudly proclaims his achievements as a master of art.

In addition to the mainstream cross talk, there are still other traditional cross talks that are going on another road despite the wind and snow.

pity.

Full of blood can't stain other people's eyes.

A heart like a raging fire can't stop the coldness of the twelfth lunar month.

In order to destroy the line of traditional cross talk, mainstream cross talk has spared no effort.

Facing successive blows.

The comic dialogue gardens that insisted on the tradition could not stand the ravages of time, and they fell into disarray.

Together with Lin Qingfeng's Qingyun Club.

It is also the sun that is declining and the mountains are getting old.

"Squeak..."

There was a sharp knock on the door behind him.

"Master."

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and glanced at the door.

At the door, an old man with crooked shoulders got in through the crack of the door.

The old man is about 60 years old and has a thin body.

The top of Yuanyuan's head is slightly bald, and there are a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of the nose. There are some wrinkles on the whole face, but the eyes are very lively.

Seeing Lin Qingfeng standing in the background, the old man first sighed.

He reached out and took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth and wiped them.

Then he said to Lin Qingfeng:
"The Yandu Music Association came with documents, saying that they want to inspect the quality of our programs. Besides the new jokes we created, we will cancel our performance application and let us close the door for rectification."

"The fire department also has opinions, let us repair the garden and strengthen law and order..."

Lin Qingfeng nodded slightly.

People in the garden already knew about these things.

I have also known for a long time that this garden is full of internal and external troubles, full of holes, and it is very difficult to maintain it.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you have worked hard."

The old man standing opposite him was Zhang Yunshun.

It is the only wealth left besides the garden that he took over from his parents.

The minister of the brachial thigh will work hard without complaint.

Even with some chores, I will help.

Without this loyal old man, it would have been ten times more difficult for Lin Qingfeng to get familiar with all these things.

Lin Qingfeng looked at Mr. Zhang, and put the fan in his hand on the table.

He said solemnly.

"Mr. Zhang, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhang Yunshun smiled awkwardly.

Pushing his white eyes, he leaned against the door with his arms hanging.

said softly:
"that……"

"Master, I just sold one ticket today...the actors don't want to act anymore."

"The actors in the backstage were a little bit depressed. They felt that the price of a ticket was not profitable, and there was no need to perform for one person."

"I came here, just like asking if our show is still open today?"

"Shall we refund the tickets to others?"

Lin Qingfeng's expression turned serious, and he said solemnly:

"Go on!"

"I pay the actors with money, and they won't be missing!"

"Even if there is only one audience member, that is our food and clothing parent! We have to be worthy of the ticket money in his hand!"

"No matter how few people there are, the ticket will never be refunded!"

"This is the rule of our Qingyun Pavilion, and it is also the rule of the cross talk shop!"

The voice just fell.

Ding.

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in Lin Qingfeng's brain.

The system prompt sounded suddenly.

【Feel the determination of the host】

[Grandmaster system has been opened for you]

[Currently issuing novice gift packs: performance talent max]

[Current task: Perform a ditty in public - the truth]

[Task Reward: Obtain the 'Speak' lv level +99 in the four homework! 】

Zhang Yunshun looked at Lin Qingfeng with a serious face in front of him.

Could not help but some tears welled up.

After so many years, I finally saw an actor who can treat the audience as his parents!
Think about yourself.

After such a long time, has he even forgotten the rules he learned from the old gentlemen?

While being moved in my heart, I also secretly suppressed my emotions.

"Okay, sir."

"I'll tell them well!"

Zhang Yunshun tried to answer in a calmer tone, for fear that he would shed tears.

Just as he turned around, opened the door, and was about to leave.

Lin Qingfeng's voice reached Zhang Yunshun's ears again.

"Mr. Zhang, go and tell them."

"This time, we must perform well!"

"Not only must I act well, but I will also return at the end!"

"I want to sing the lyrics of Taiping - the truth!"

Zhang Yunshun paused when he took such strides outwards, and turned his head to look at Lin Qingfeng suddenly.

"Taiping lyrics? Tell the truth!?"

(End of this chapter)