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

Chapter 151 "The White Event"

In the end, it was between his two sentences.

An audience member below responded very openly and loudly: "Hey."

This is to answer Yu Qian's "eight" as "Dad".

All of a sudden everyone laughed.

The Internet has also been impressed by this:

"I laughed so hard, what does the big brother down there think?"

"This sound is simply heavenly."

"Listening to cross talk is not super cheap, it's like Jin Yi's night walk hahahahaha even in front of the camera."

Only Ning Kaixuan, who had been paying attention to the show, curled his lips after hearing the audience's sound.

He learned his lesson this time and didn't post on Weibo.

I only complained in my heart: "Brother, don't regret it later!"

Ning Kaixuan was clever, and when he had nothing to do on weekdays, he would serve tea and water beside Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian.

By the way, I also learned a lot of skills.

For example, he listened to the full version of "Bai Shi Hui" in advance.

I know what this cross talk is about.

Just don't know how to put it into action yet.

It was precisely because of this that he watched the show so eagerly.

This Lin Qingfeng had progressed to the point where Yu Qian's father fell ill on the stage.

After explaining the whereabouts of Yu Qian and his third brother, he continued:

"Open the door and come in. The old man is lying on the bed. His face is so green."

"Look at your elder brother sitting on the other side. His face is emerald green."

Yu Qian said: "Good guy, what's wrong with our vegetables becoming fine?"

Lin Qingfeng said: "Your father is sick; elder brother is suffering from illness."

Yu Qian said: "Oh, serve the patients."

Lin Qingfeng nodded:
"There is no filial son in front of the hundred-day bed. There is no one else in the family, except your elder brother."

"Is it easy inside and out? It's a change of soup and medicine."

Then he spoke with the tone of brother Yu Qian:
"Hey, brother, your complexion is wrong, you are not as lively as the old man!"

"Ah, what's the matter, what are you doing in your head?"

Then, Lin Qingfeng tremblingly raised three fingers, imitating Brother Yu Qian's weak voice:
"I haven't eaten for three days."

Yu Qian suddenly realized: "Hungry."

Lin Qingfeng raised his hand and pushed the person:

"What are you doing, go, kitchen, go get something to eat."

"Here I will guard for you."

"How can this work? Later, the old man is still lying here, and the old man is gone. Does it make sense?"

I sent my brother to the kitchen.

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and continued:

"Brother is gone. Seeing your father here makes me feel bad."

Yu Qian nodded: "Uncomfortable."

Lin Qingfeng said:

"I grew up with the old man when I was young, and I grew up by watching me grow up."

"Now that he is like this, can I feel happy?"

Yu Qian also said: "Yes."

Lin Qingfeng let out a long sigh:

"Ugh……"

Then he pointed at the imaginary old man lying in front of him:
"You have today too!"

Yu Qian was shocked: "Ah?!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? What do you mean today?"

The audience couldn't help roaring with laughter.

This is a small burden buried.

It seems that the atmosphere is not bad.

Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian felt a little relieved.

Although when performing in the teahouse, they are not empty.

Lin Qingfeng can even say that he just has this ability.

With just one mouthful, everyone's eyes can be focused on him.

However, on such a large stage, the distance from the audience is much farther than in a small theater.

Lin Qingfeng didn't know whether he could do well.

Fortunately, now, he knows, he has no problem.

So Lin Qingfeng continued:
"No, it turned out to be so strong, big and tall, with big cheeks and big arms."

"Now, look, it's lying here..."

While talking, Lin Qingfeng imitated the appearance of an aging patient:

"Oh My God…"

Yu Qian added to him: "I'm out of breath."

Lin Qingfeng changed into a speaking tone again:

"Shut up, old man, ah. Do you still know me? Me, Qingfeng."

Then Lin Qingfeng changed into the voice of the elderly patient just now:

"Ah... the breeze."

Lin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief:
"I still know people."

Netizens couldn't help feeling:
"I'll go, what kind of fairy is Qingfeng Lin!"

"The way he raised his eyes just now, and that voice. I almost believed that this is an old man who is terminally ill."

"In terms of the acting skills of cross talk actors, it kills a lot of fresh meat in seconds."

Then the topic of this group of netizens changed again.

They began to discuss whether they had the opportunity to watch Lin Qingfeng act.

After all, as a melon eater.

Everyone is used to thinking that Internet celebrities are inferior to celebrities.

Those who have no works are just famous stars, and they are inferior to singers or actors.

But Lin Qingfeng's singing...

Everyone has experienced it last time.

But his acting skills and voice changing skills.

Everyone couldn't help feeling that if Lin Qingfeng changed his career as an actor, it might become a big hit.

Lin Qingfeng saw that the old man still knew someone, so he continued to ask:
"Grandpa, would you like some water?"

He imitated the old man's voice again and shook his head.

This is what it means to say no.

Lin Qingfeng was not discouraged, and continued to ask:
"Hungry? Something to eat?"

Still shaking his head.

Lin Qingfeng then asked:
"Oh, let me help you sit for a while, ah... ah..."

The second half of the sentence is the old man who learned, which means to refuse.

Lin Qingfeng was in a hurry:

"I'm here...I have to serve you. What do you want?"

Yu Qian nodded: "Ask him what he needs."

Lin Qingfeng regained his energy, imitating the old man's words:
"I want Miss."

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a gesture of disgust and pushed away.

Yu Qian also said: "Ah? Wait a moment!"

Lin Qingfeng was full of disgust: "It should have been dead long ago."

Yu Qian continued to complain, completely forgetting that the man in the story was theoretically talking about his father:
"Damn it! You didn't say that, you want a lady at such an old age?"

Lin Qingfeng followed with a serious face:
"Ah, what's going on?"

Then turn to learn from the old man:

"Oh, Xie Xiaoshou."

Yu Qian clapped his hands:

"Hey, what are you talking about in classical Chinese at this time!"

Lin Qingfeng answered: "I've watched "Jin Ping Mei" too much."

This is also a technique in cross talk.

Buried a burden in front, after opening.

After a long time, I can take it out and turn it over again.

It still made the audience laugh.

It even reminds me of the scene where "Jin Ping Mei" was mentioned before, and the laughter is even louder.

On the stage, Lin Qingfeng continued:
"Come on, I'll be around you, around you pee."

Zhouzhu is also a dialect, which means to support and support.

This cross talk is a traditional cross talk, which uses a lot of dialects to shape the image of the old BJ.

As soon as Lin Qingfeng finished speaking, he imitated the old man's voice and continued:
"Don't touch me, I'm done peeing!"

(End of this chapter)