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

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"What are you going to do next, Teacher Yu!!"

"I'm not coming."

After singing it twice and imitating a cat's meow, it was impossible for Yu Qian to come again, otherwise he would be dead.

Guo Degang looked at his old partner and laughed, then looked at the audience, "You guys are here today, Teacher Yu can't do this easily."

"This has never happened before." Yu Qian waved his hands quickly.

"Okay, let's sing in the West Wing together."

It was almost time, and Guo Degang had to keep an eye on the time. It was almost twelve o'clock, so he looked back.

"Which one of you will be the little piano boy? Take it apart. Yuncheng, Dalin, you guys, come on."

"it is good."

Qi Yuncheng and Guo Qiling hurried forward. The former adjusted the microphone and said, "The two of us will sing this part separately."

"bring it on."

Qi Yuncheng: "Small."

Dalin: "Qin."

Qi Yuncheng: "Child."

Dalin: "Hey."

Qi Yuncheng: "No."

Dalin: "Eliminate."

Qi Yuncheng: "Stop."

Dalin: "Hand."

Qi Yuncheng: "fight"

"Just give me a moment!!"

Hahahaha!

It was impossible for Guo Degang to stop this movement. There was laughter rolling down below, and he frowned, "How come you're singing Mosaic?"

"Didn't you mean to break up the singing?" Qi Yuncheng replied.

"You can't split the singing like this. Each person sings one sentence at a time."

"Okay, let's go together."

The two agreed and sang together seriously.

"The little piano boy doesn't stop~

Walking into the room with a lantern in hand~~
With all due respect, please sleep peacefully~~"

Everyone: "Yo yo."

"Let's set off early tomorrow morning."

Everyone: "Doudou, bean, bean, bean, choking~~"

After singing the first part, Zhang Helun and Zhang Yunlei slowly walked up to take over the next part.

The following singer is familiar to the audience.

The lyrics are from the Taiping Year, but Zhang Helun sang about how he had been in a car accident, which was why he was so uneasy.

The brothers and sisters are all used to it. He has a mouth that makes him bald from time to time.

It was once for painting the fan, once for Douxiao Club, and once for now.

In the end, he went back with a frown and a smile on his face.

Master had no choice but to put a finishing touch.

After the successful ending, the entire Beizhan Theater became active again.

Today, all of them were worth their money, not only did they listen to the cross talk, but they also listened to the uncle's meowing.

Only the live version of Uncle Meowing is the most exciting.

But precisely because of the lively energy at the end, many people came over, holding many bought fans for autographs by their favorite actors.

Looking down from the stage, there are patches of white fans below.

It's densely packed and spectacular.

After the signing was almost completed, I saw the actors leaving.

The audience in the seats also waved to send the actors off one by one.

To be honest, Qi Yuncheng is the most gratified among his disciples that a crosstalk actor can achieve what he is today. You must know that this was a low-level performance in the past.

"Qi Yuncheng!!"

Just as I was walking off the stage with my brothers and sisters, a girl suddenly yelled while lying on the side of the stage.

It was impossible for him not to respond. He stopped, looked over, and yelled what was wrong.

"I will also work hard to grab tickets for Tianjin. I like you very much."

"Thank you, did you have fun today?"

"happy!!"

All the little girls answered in unison.

"The Gangsi Festival will be more enjoyable in the next few days. It's too late and you should go home quickly."

After giving his final explanation, Qi Yuncheng turned around and continued backstage.

As soon as I went backstage, let alone the audience, they were happy too.

Wave after wave of people are still discussing the uncle’s imitation of cat meowing, which is so brilliant and very joyful.

"Look at how happy your uncle is. He will be singing this for several days after Gangsi Festival."

"If you keep singing, if I don't go crazy, the audience will go crazy." Yu Qian didn't want to come more, so he just sang this once.

Otherwise he would feel ashamed.

Although cross talk is said to be shameless, this thing is no longer shameless.

At this age, you can't stay away forever.

"It's good. Cross talk just needs to be lively, but it's getting late. You should go back as soon as possible.

Especially the Shaobing baby is about to be born, so hurry up. "

"Master, you don't need to tell me that I have to leave. Good night everyone, I'm leaving."

Shaobing's baby was born in September, and now it's here. It's less than a week or two before the due date, so she must take good care of her.

So with his coat under his arm, Fengfenghuohuo left the backstage.

Pregnancy is not a pleasant experience for a woman, as her mood changes greatly, and she has a big belly, which makes her very worried.

And watching the sesame cakes leaving, Qi Yuncheng remembered the time when his wife was pregnant with Xixi and Jingjing.

In the blink of an eye, the two children were unloaded and have grown so big.

But after Shaobing left, the others were not in a hurry to leave.

It was already early twelve o'clock, and it could be much later, so I chatted with the backstage for a while and Tian talked for a while.

As for those who are hungry and want to eat, just say something and go together.

Those who wanted to go home immediately also drove away.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian were also about the same. At such an old age, it was impossible for them to return to prostitution, so they were driven back by Xiao Meng and Hou Zhen respectively.

Sitting in the car, Guo Degang slowly exhaled. They had been standing for nearly an hour in total, and now that they were older, standing for an hour was quite tiring for their bodies.

So I felt sleepy after sitting in the car quietly for a while.

"Master Marquis, please let me know when you get home and I will simply take a nap."

"No problem, I will call you when we arrive."

Guo Degang, who was comfortable, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the seat to rest for a while.

Just a few seconds after getting closer.

Hou Zhen suddenly said, "Lao Guo, how about Yuncheng's apprentice? I haven't seen him yet. How about learning from him?"

"It's fair to say, a fifteen-year-old kid, what else could he want, but good grades in school."

"I heard he's Yue Yunpeng's nephew?" Hou Zhen asked while turning the steering wheel.

"Correct."

"Which sister's child is he?"

"I didn't know where to go. I didn't ask."

"How many jokes do you know? How do you learn them? Which traditional ones do you know?"

Several questions in succession did not represent Hou Zhen's concern, he just couldn't stop talking.Guo Degang knew now that he had stopped taking a nap.

Let's just talk.

They chatted all the way without stopping until Guo Degang was sent home.

Everyone at home is asleep now, and it's unusually quiet.

He also wanted to rest, but still walked towards the study.

I love it there so much that it would be a shame not to take a look when I come back.

After sitting down, I looked at my books and the things left by the old man and felt very emotional. Although he was targeted by his peers and said to be unpopular, he inherited the mantle of many predecessors.

I can't forget their appearance every time I see them.

So I simply put it away and looked through it at will.

As he watched, he felt sleepy and accidentally fell asleep on the chair.

After sleeping for half an hour, I stood up with my knees in a daze, washed up and went to sleep.

Now Deyun is getting better and better, and the children are getting older, but the loneliness that comes with getting older is getting more and more serious, including Dalin who has not come back at this moment, but has gone back to his rented house with his friends. Tomorrow I've only been here for a few days.

Logically speaking, Guo Degang is not too old, less than fifty. He seems to be the best when it comes to cross talk, and his experience and skills have reached a certain level.

But that also depends on the individual. He has too many things to worry about, and it has not been easy all the way. Now that the children have grown up, he has entered an old age life ahead of schedule.

On the contrary, Yu Qian, who was older than him and looked older, was a bit more active.

A person has his or her own way of living.

Just like that, the night passed.

The next day's life and performance continued.

It’s still the Gangsi Festival in Beizhan, but with a new cast, Teacher Gao and Kong Yunlong joined the team.

When the curtain call came, the audience asked Yu Qian to sing and meow like a cat.

Apparently he became famous yesterday,

This made Yu Qian helpless, so he had to talk and talk, and finally changed to another song.

It's okay not to sing. If you keep singing, the fun will be gone.

Will come again in the future when I have the opportunity.

The situation was similar for the next few days. The actors performed and the audience was happy every night. One of them was hosted by Lan Lan.

With her playful spirit, there was no way she wouldn't come over to join in the fun.

However, after the Gangsi Festival, Qi Yuncheng opened ticket sales for his National Day venue in Tianjin, and the tickets were gone within ten seconds of the sale.

His tickets are sold out.

Just over a week later, the Lanlan Drum Music Center started selling tickets, and the performance was on the last day of the National Day.

This time was different from before, there were not so many seniors and gentlemen in the program, there were only her and some students from the youth team.

As a result, the name is very unfamiliar, if you don't know Drum Music Club or have never been to Drum Music Club.

It is impossible to buy tickets at all. At most, they will take a look when they heard that Lanlan is Qi Yuncheng's apprentice, but it is not certain whether he will join in the fun or not.

Fortunately, small theaters are very popular. Most people who don't go there often don't know Lan Lan, but those who go often will think that this little girl sings well. For this reason, it is impossible not to sell tickets.

At the moment when the ticket was issued, Zhou Gulan held her phone in a daze, refreshing it for a while, filling in the verification code for a while, or trying to buy two tickets herself.

"How was it? How many tickets were sold?"

Zhou Gulan stared at her cellphone at Master's house and reported the situation truthfully, "It's been more than an hour, and I have sold about forty tickets. It's so far behind Master."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Gulan refreshed her phone again and found that it had changed, "43 pictures."

"Just keep staring, but doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

Zhou Gulan sighed, how could there be no gap.

There was a special show before and the tickets were sold out instantly.

I know that I rely on the popularity of the master and the old gentleman to sell tickets, but I still feel that I have some credit for it.

Now I feel like crying.

Reality was instantly recognized.

Open your mouth slowly.

"I feel like I'm just the rope used to tie hairy crabs. When I sell them, I can get the price of the hairy crabs by tying them together, but they're worthless once I put them aside."

"Really? Then you have quite a sense of yourself. Maybe you are not even a rope. The rope can at least be used to tie things."

Qi Yuncheng teased his apprentice, while Zhou Gulan grabbed her phone and looked at the screen, feeling increasingly sad and biting her lips, not saying that about herself.

"Master, there are fifty." The sad expression was swept away from Zhou Gulan's face.

"Just take your time and watch. I'll see if you can do anything else today."

10 minute later.

"Master, there are sixty."

Two 10 minutes later.

"Master, there are seventy of them."

35 minutes later
"Master, it's eighty."

Four 10 minutes later.

"Master, it's ninety."

Every time it reaches an integer, the apprentice shouts excitedly while holding his cell phone.

Qi Yuncheng was annoyed by her and got up to stay in other rooms.

But it still couldn't change her voice.

"Master, it's a hundred, it's a hundred. It's been a hundred in just over two hours. Hey, Master, where are you? Come out and have a look, there are a hundred, maybe it's really full."

Zhou Gulan began to look for his master everywhere.

Qi Yuncheng did not pursue her excitement. It was a very satisfying feeling to sell tickets on her own for the first time. Not to mention her, she also attended her first small special performance.

I'll have to see how many tickets were sold in a moment.

Even Grandpa Zhang, an elderly man, has to come over from time to time and say: Well, not bad, more than 50 copies have been sold now.

Well, it's okay. I've sold more than 100 copies now. "

Very good, it's almost half time or something like that.

Now Lanlan is exactly the same as the early Deyun Society.

However, when he opened the door to the room, Qi Yuncheng still stared at her pretending to be angry, "Practice for me first, otherwise you will waste the whole day today. Time is precious."

"Oh fine."

She was so excited that the master had to give her a slap in the face, and it wouldn't be a big deal if she kept sounding like an alarm clock.

So she was asked to practice the exercises on the second floor for a short period of time.

At first, I couldn't calm down. I kept wondering how much I had sold, and kept glancing at my phone. But as I got better, I seemed to forget about this and focused on practicing.

Learn something from the master by the way.

By the time the afternoon was over, it was almost evening.

Qi Yuncheng handed over her girlish mobile phone with a blue mobile phone case, "Let's take a look and see how much it sold."

After taking the phone, Zhou Gulan couldn't wait and clicked quickly with her fingers.

When I clicked to sell tickets and browsed to the gray seats, I became very happy.

"Master, there are two hundred tickets, it's already half time."

"Well! It's okay."

Qi Yuncheng smiled slightly and praised like the old gentleman before.

"Hu~~"

The apprentice put the phone on his heart, relaxed completely, looked at the master with a pair of bright eyes and said, "I thought I could only come with a few dozen people, but now it seems the situation is much better."

"It shouldn't be a problem if the house is full, but there's still some time before the show. During this time, I'll try to find some older gentlemen to polish it."

"Good master."

Although Qi Yuncheng is the master and has taught her a lot, there are some things that must be taught by an old gentleman. One person's ability is limited, so many old gentlemen can solve this problem very well.

It was the same intention when the Fourth Elder of Deyun was invited to Deyun by his master.

Unfortunately, time flies, and many of the four Deyun elders have passed away.

(End of this chapter)