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

Chapter 135 Storytelling is listening to art, and drums are watching thighs! 【Subscribe】

The storytelling show is over.

A group of people came downstage.

Except for the actors who pick up the scene.

Almost everyone in the background looked at Mr. Xianjin Wensheng.

Guo Degang, on the other hand, looked at his apprentice and said happily, "Yun Cheng, is it an accident? Your grandfather finally came here from Tianjing.

Just in time for your book. "

Qi Yuncheng was speechless standing beside him, unable to speak for a long time.

Because I really don't know what to do other than seeing the ceremony, and at the same time I'm very nervous, I don't know how I am.

But Jin Wensheng looked calm, and then looked at the child, the corner of his mouth suddenly hooked up.

"This book is okay, it must have been taught to you by your master."

After one sentence, what Qi Yuncheng heard immediately was Tianjing's accent, but then there was a bit of Shandong dialect mixed in afterwards.

This is not surprising.

Because my husband's hometown is in Shandong, when the family was in decline, it was by chance that I came to Tianjing, and then I did these things slowly.

And Qi Yuncheng immediately agreed at this time.

"Hmm! What Master told me these days is just a small recap today. At my level, I probably can't say it a few times."

"What's the matter? Don't want to talk anymore?" Jin Wensheng suddenly wondered, with a slightly surprised expression.

"No, I know what level I am, and I still have to learn, so I can't tell if I can get on stage."

Hearing the child's words, Jin Wensheng smiled coldly, "It's okay, this character is not arrogant or rash. It's just that you lack a little bit of your master's sharp sense, so don't let your mouth loose.

If you don't relax yourself and can suppress the situation, no matter how many people, they dare not deal with you.

It's the audience who come to listen to you, then they have to let you.

Of course, you still have to learn about this aspect. Although the scene was good today, you didn't come out in this state.

After all, in the previous era, the library was actually quite chaotic.

If you don't, you will be a student for the rest of your life. "

Giving a simple evaluation, Qi Yuncheng, who didn't study storytelling seriously before, must have looked confused, and didn't even understand what it meant.

But after studying for half a month, plus the experience given by the system, he understood what the old man said, that is, he lacked a hearty storytelling momentum.

And the storyteller's own style.

But how could he find this thing in a short while.

But Mr.'s evaluation can be said to let him know what is missing.

But just as soon as he said that, the chatterbox of the husband opened up, because he loves storytelling, and then subconsciously complained.

"The situation is getting better now, just like when we were in the flower field before, a group of people in the audience didn't know what to watch.

Just the old men.

Putting flower baskets on storytelling actors is a love of art.

But the flower baskets for the drummers are all coming to see the white thighs under the cheongsam, those old bk, they know what virtue they have at a glance. "

Old BK is what Tianjing used to curse people.

When the old man said this, a group of people couldn't know how happy they were, because his mouth still didn't spare people much.

But not for a while.

Luan Yunping, who had been silent all this time, lightly patted Qi Yuncheng's shoulder beside her, without opening her mouth.

He understood the meaning.

So say it right away.

"Grandpa, I'm going to perform now, and there are two cross talks today."

"Go, hurry up, don't delay!! Let's go to the library later! There are not many people. In fact, the most enjoyable thing about storytelling is that it does not exceed a hundred.

You can try it later. "

"Eh!!"

Qi Yuncheng agreed, ready to turn around and Luan Yunping to go to the side screen, after all, their special performance.

But all of a sudden, Jin Wensheng stopped again, and at the same time made another suggestion to the child.

"In the future, it is best not to stand up when you tell a book. Standing up is to adapt to the form of the new era, but it is completely different.

It's easy to sit up and down, to be anxious, to speak and comment, but at the same time, it's just the words and gestures that belong to the upper body.

If you are standing, it involves hand, eye and body skills, and you have to stand with a good posture. Even when changing characters, you need more things.

Don't be like this when you first learn, but you know some opera figures, right?

So even if it is standing, it doesn't look broken. "

When Qi Yuncheng, who was called back by the old man, heard this, his whole brain was stunned and his whole body went numb.

I have to say that the old man's eyes are too poisonous, and he can see through everything at a glance.

So he confessed honestly, "Teachers Yu Kuizhi and Li Shengsu took me there before."

"That's right, let's go."

"Eh!"

After agreeing again, Qi Yuncheng couldn't stop the smile on his face. He didn't know why, maybe it was because he discovered that Quyi really had something in common.

And when he performed on stage, he really didn't use it deliberately, and it was impossible to use it deliberately. He was still figuring out the logic of the story before and after.

How could you still think about this.

But the body shape and movements are naturally revealed.

Of course, if you study cross talk, you will also learn how to perform characters, but after learning opera, you really strive for perfection.

After all, opera pays more attention to this aspect than any other industry.

And the more this happened, the more he felt that the Quyi business was really interesting.

You can learn anything.

But there was no delay.

He and Luan Yunping quickly came to the side screen, waiting for a pair of actors, namely Shaobing and Xiaosi to come down.

And the host reported behind the scenes.

Go up and continue the show.

It's not storytelling anymore, but their cross talk.

Once back to this place, Qi Yuncheng felt much better, so it was very crisp to throw away the burden.

At the same time, I also talked about my feelings about storytelling from time to time. Anyway, I really want to have fun. He really still needs to learn now.

that's it.

Time passed by every second.

After a few hours of lunch, after performing a few traditional jokes and receiving a lot of gifts, they almost entered their final curtain call.

For the curtain call, the small theater is much simpler.

A group of people chat casually, and then sing a little song and it's over.

Nothing is bound.

Topics can also be made bigger.

However, Qi Yuncheng himself is a bit selfish, that is, he just needs to get off work honestly today, and he doesn't really want to add more, after all, the husband is in the background, and he wants to see more and talk more.

So after another little song, I started to explain that today's show is over.

Then get ready to bow down with a bunch of people.

But how could he have imagined that the general scene of the New Year's Day show today and that day, because one or two girls who looked exactly the same appeared at the end.

Seeing them, Qi Yuncheng was really puzzled, good guy, this time, are they still buying tickets?
This luck!
He couldn't even grab his own, but they didn't even fall behind.

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