Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Huilinshe Street, within the white circle where the actors stand.

Sweat began to appear on Yue Yunpeng's forehead.

It wasn't actually that hot today, it was just cloudy, otherwise the streets wouldn't be full of performances on a summer afternoon, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

Just because it seems that whatever is performed is enough.

He quickly looked towards Kong Yunlong.

Although Kong Yunlong has not been popular for many years, he has stage experience and knows that the young men in Tianjin are indeed difficult to deal with.

People like the business field.

Simple little jokes don’t count at all, even if someone from Huilinshe introduces them it’s useless.

But what business does Yue Yunpeng have?
The narration and basic skills are very poor.

The only songs that are popular are the Five Rings Song and Sending a Lover.

But these things are only liked by his personal fans.

Can we guarantee that 50% of the people here are his fans?
Thirty percent is considered good.

But there was no other way, so he had to bite the bullet and perform. "Actually, let me tell you, I don't like to perform crosstalk with him. He and I have never performed together before. Today's performance was just a temporary one."

Kong Yunlong complained beside him, "Do you think I like being with you?"

"To perform crosstalk, you must first have a good partner. My master Hou Yaowen's partner is Shi Fukuan."

"Yes."

"My master Guo Degang has a good partner, Yu Qianyu."

"Teacher Yu is a good supporting actor."

"I'm your partner now, everyone, take a look." Yue Yunpeng pointed to Kong Yunlong.

"What happened to me?"

"His nickname is Bulaji."

"What do you mean by not pulling a few?"

"Last name: Sha."

"Am I stupid?"

When the small bundle was thrown out, there was some laughter among the hundreds of people gathered around.

But it was just a few laughs.

The others didn't show much emotion.

Because they understand these things too well, there is no need to laugh.

"..."

Feeling the atmosphere, Yue Yunpeng swallowed and felt embarrassed again.

Even when he saw a dozen or so spectators in the outer circle, he just left.

It's even worse.

My palms are sweaty,

He has a good mental quality and has appeared on the Spring Festival Gala and various other big stages.

But this is Tianjin.

Moreover, it is a tourist attraction promoted by several major leaders in Tianjin, so it is comparable to a representative place.

The crosstalk performed here basically represents the level of Tianjin.

But what can he represent?
When he thought of this, Yue Yunpeng regretted it so much. Why did he go to perform so impulsively?

I saw others performing happily and brilliantly, and thought I could do it too, but it turned out that everything was wrong when I performed.

"Ah~"

Sighing silently, the two actors continued to perform, otherwise they would be eliminated in less than ten minutes, which would be even more embarrassing.

And they perform crosstalk.

It is impossible for everyone in Deyun Society not to know this.

Including Guo Degang.

At first, Guo Degang only paid attention to the performances of other old gentlemen, thinking that they were very exciting and that his apprentice could learn from them later. However, when the live broadcast switched cameras and Yue Yunpeng and Kong Yunlong appeared, he was startled.

Despite repeated warnings not to go, they went anyway.

All of a sudden, his blood pressure skyrocketed and he kept gasping for breath.

Then he quickly called an apprentice.

"Yang He, find a few people to go to Tianjin and bring Xiao Yue and the others back to me."

"Okay Master."

After receiving the order, Yang Hetong drove there without stopping.

At the same time, Guo Degang continued to watch the performance, hoping that they could handle it well. No matter how good it was, as long as it was normal, it would be fine.

Too bad it's not normal at all.

The atmosphere of the performance kept getting worse. One by one, elderly audience members left.

It looked extremely awkward in front of the camera.

"Oops~"

This scene made Guo Degang feel even more uncomfortable, and he wished he could fly over and catch it back.

With this level, what are they doing? How dare they go there?

And the camera turns again.

Cut to the media interviewing the departing audience.

They know how to create confrontation and will naturally not miss the opportunity.

"Sir, may I ask why you left? Is the crosstalk here not funny? Or do you think it's not good?"

The media is a large media outlet with extensive experience and knows how to seduce the other party's direction of speech.

The audience is from Tianjin, so there is no need to be polite.

"What about crosstalk? Are they internet jokes? They don't have any kung fu skills. It's better to watch other actors than me. Those unknown actors all have good kung fu skills."

"Excuse me, why did you stop watching it?"

"That side isn't very good. The old man over there is up. I'll go take a look."

"Why did you leave?"

"Go to the bathroom, don't interview me anymore."

"What about you? Why?"

"Without basic skills, it's not enough to just listen to jokes."

……

Guo Degang saw what was said in the interview and his blood pressure continued to rise, to the point where he had to take medicine to stabilize it.

In fact, these were within his expectations.

Those who are really older and like to listen to crosstalk don’t buy Yue Yunpeng’s tricks at all.

Otherwise why not let them go.

But just because it was within his expectations didn't mean he wasn't angry. He was so angry that he called Yang Hetong again and asked him to speed up, otherwise he didn't know what embarrassing things would happen.

Fortunately, Guo Qilin appeared the next second.

He was saying something behind Yue Yunpeng and Kong Yunlong, and almost gave a look to the actor in front of him.

The actors know the numbers.

Prepare to find a place to step down.

Even when they were about to leave the stage, some of the audience still left from time to time to look elsewhere.

They watched it for a day and knew that the actors would speak for about an hour.

Listening to this for an hour is impossible.

But unexpectedly, they felt bored and left.

Twenty minutes later, Yue Yunpeng was substituted and replaced by Guo Qilin and Yan Hexiang.

"Thank you for watching, my friends. Crosstalk is one performance after another. Now I will stop telling you storytelling and tell you a crosstalk."

Guo Qilin's voice came through the on-site loudspeaker, and the person who was about to leave came back like crazy.

"What the hell? If you had told me earlier that Dalin was going to act, I would have wasted a good position."

"Hey, Dalin performed. He's a great crosstalk artist."

"Dalin? Go take a look quickly."

In the eyes of Tianjin people, Guo Qilin has basic skills. In addition to basic skills, he also has movies and music that attract people of all ages.

So he is very popular and everyone comes to watch the fun.

The reporter still has to conduct interviews at this time.

But no one was willing.

"Don't block the road, there are more and more people."

"Move over here."

When facing the reporters, the young and old men in Tianjin completely ignored them and fully expressed their appreciation for Dalin.

Not to mention the barrage.

More than 20 million people almost died of laughter when they saw this scene.

"The facts prove that Xiao Yue has not grasped the essence of crosstalk in any place."

"It's so embarrassing. I have to go down immediately, otherwise so many people will be taken away by him."

"Dalin's popularity, hahaha, that's great."

"As expected, there's no reason why Deyun Club's popularity has declined. Even Xiao Yue is starting to lose his sense of propriety, making a fool of himself here." (End of Chapter)