Reborn I am the second generation of stars

Chapter 1209 Performance
Many people are wondering what happens next in the plot.

Xu Qian bounced around and met the dean.

"It's him!"

"I'm going, it turned out to be him!"

"Yes, it turned out to be him."

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This time, many people recognized the person who came, because the bald head is very eye-catching, isn't he the sketch king Chen Shuo who specializes in dramas.

"I'll go, Xu Qian unexpectedly invited him over."

"It's pretty incredible."

"This is the great reconciliation of the century!"

"He actually came."

"Xu Qian Niubi."

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Who didn't know that Chen Shuo had a very unpleasant fight with the Spring Festival Gala back then, no matter who was the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala these years, he was not invited, or he was not invited.

But now he was actually invited by Xu Qian.

"Nimma, is there anything Xu Qian can't do?"

"I'll go, Xu Qian's face is too fucking big."

"It's too perverted, Xu Qian is really too perverted, Xu Qian is an alien."

"Haha, I'm speechless."

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Director Dongfang, Master Feng and others were also shocked, and they didn't think that Chen Shuo would come.

In their eyes, Chen Shuo is a legendary figure, an old artist, and he is upright and a bit stubborn. Otherwise, he would not have fallen out with the Spring Festival Gala at the beginning. For the truth in his heart, no one would care about him.

Li Mi only felt his face being slapped.

In the past, everyone he wanted to invite didn't like him, but now Xu Qian invites everyone, which is really very, very embarrassing.

Xu Qian shook his arms and danced happily: "Dean!"

Chen Shuo also followed suit and jumped up: "Xu Qian!"

Xu Qian continued to dance: "Why are you going?"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed:

Xu Qian could be regarded as the king of the new generation of sketches, and Chen Shuo can be said to be the first generation of sketch kings. Even if they stand there, they can make people feel funny. This is the charm of the two of them.

Chen Shuo tapped Xu Qian's head with a fan: "I'm looking for you!"

His tone suddenly changed.

Xu Qian asked in surprise, "Why are you looking for me?"

Chen Shuo pointed to the other side, where there was a huge calendar hanging: "Why didn't you adjust the watch? How did I tell you?"

Xu Qian pointed at the watch speechlessly and said, "Dean, let's adjust this broken watch every day!"

Then Xu Qian waved his finger to his three masters: "These three are not old fools!"

Chen Shuo pointed at Xu Qian with his fan angrily and said, "You are confused when you say this! What if one of them is confused?"

Chen Shuo said with great reason: "One more, look at these three people, one is 73, one is 84, and what's going on with the other one?"

Xu Qian said with some embarrassment: "Here... I sang for Yuan Shikai!"

everyone. . . . . . .

"I sang for Yuan Shikai, how old should I be?"

"It's an antique!"

"This age is too big."

"This line must have been thought of by Xu Qian, and no one else can think of it."

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Chen Shuo spread his hands and said, "How scary is it?"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

"It still tastes familiar!"

"I just like to see Chen Shuo's bald head."

"It's as funny as it used to be!!!!"

"It's awesome."

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Chen Shuoyu said earnestly: "There are rules in our nursing home, don't you know that?"

Xu Qian asked suspiciously, "What rules?"

Chen Shuo replied: "The elderly cannot be allowed to have the concept of time!"

Chen Shuo explained: "The old man has the concept of time, so he can calculate his own age... And he has calculated his age, do you think - how much mental pressure is this?"

Xu Qian put his hands on his hips unhappily and said, "Then will you give me the mental pressure?"

"That's right!"

Chen Shuo pointed to Xu Qian and said, "I have to give it to you, do you know why?"

Xu Qian was pleasantly surprised: "I have the potential to be the dean?"

Chen Shuo said angrily, "Pull it down!"

Chen Shuo paused for a while and continued: "I can't find anyone here at all!"

Xu Qian was stupefied. Seeing this scene, everyone laughed.

"I just like seeing Xu Qian depressed."

"Killing me."

"Haha, poor Xu Qian!"

"Xu Qian is disgusted."

"Killing me!!!!!"

"Laughing to death doesn't pay for life."

"It's so fucking funny."

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In fact, this cross talk drama has not had many laughs so far, but the audience is not impatient. They are already very satisfied to see two generations of sketch kings on the same stage.

There are two recognized sketch kings, one is Chen Shuo, who created the category of sketches, but unfortunately he later offended the Spring Festival Gala and has since sunk.

The second place is Zhao Hot Pot, who has been in the Spring Festival Gala for nearly 20 years and is the most influential sketch king.

And now there are many people on the Internet who call Xu Qian the third sketch king, which is a compliment to him. Although this title is only popular on the Internet, many people have already admitted that Xu Qian is the third sketch king .

Who else in the younger generation is qualified to bear such a title besides him?
Two skit kings compete on the same stage, even if they don't say anything, it's a gimmick.

And the cross talk drama or skit "Pear Garden" is not a particularly funny work. Its function is to wake up and play with great feelings.

"Selling feelings" has now become a derogatory term. Many people shake their heads unconsciously when they see the word "feelings", because many people have associated "feelings" with misappropriating money, fooling the audience, and deliberately sensationalizing.

But "The Garden of Pears" is definitely not such a shallow work.

At this time, Tan Zhen stomped his feet suddenly, and said in an angry Beijing opera tone: "It's hateful!!!!"

Chen Shuo said to Xu Qian, "Look, do you understand?"

Xu Qian was still a little unwilling and said: "No, Dean, look at this..."

Chen Shuo ignored him, turned around and left, "Stop talking nonsense, and adjust the watch for me!"

After speaking, Chen Shuo stepped off the stage.

This disappointed the audience a little.

After all, Chen Shuo is the first sketch king, he brought laughter to a generation, and the audience knew that his time had passed, but they still wanted to look at him, even if he didn’t say a word, even if they just looked at his shiny tiles A bright bald head is fine too!

Xu Qian scratched his head angrily, and then said to himself: "All right, all right, all right!"

Anyone could see his depression and impatience.

Xu Qian walked directly into Tan Zhen's room.

When Xu Qian entered the room, he knelt on the ground directly, while Tan Zhen yelled "Wow!" and put a knife on Xu Qian's neck.

Tan Zhen asked, "Have you finished peeing yet?"

Xu Qian replied, "I'm done peeing."

Tan Zhen continued to shout: "Wow!"

After yelling twice, seeing that Xu Qian didn't respond, Tan Zhen reminded, "Wow?"

Xu Qian said "There are many things", he stood up, but assumed a posture of singing a big drum, and said in a soft voice: "Wow."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed:

"This is intentional!"

"It's absolutely deliberate!"

"This is singing Beijing rhyme drum!"

"Haven't you recovered yet?"

"Xu Qian is absolutely revenge!"

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Many people were guessing what Xu Qian was thinking, they felt that Xu Qian didn't want to compensate his three masters anymore.

Many people look forward to the next development.

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The comic drama is still going on.

Tan Zhen also saw what was wrong with Xu Qian, so he directly handed the big knife to Xu Qian: "Play with the knife!"

Xu Qian took the knife impatiently, obviously he was not willing to do this.

Tan Zhen said to Xu Qian, "Wrap your head around your head!"

While talking, Tan Zhen made a posture of wrapping his head around his head, and then stood up and took the knife. He said to Xu Qian, "Come—change your face and show off!"

Xu Qian still did his own thing, holding a knife in a charming pose.

Everyone laughed:

"Too voluptuous."

"Xu Qian is suitable to be a master of women's clothing."

"Xu Qian wanted to be a woman in his bones."

"Xu Qian, Xu Qian, you are really feminine."

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Tan Zhen hurriedly stopped.

He pointed at Xu Qian and said, "Xu Qian!"

Xu Qian pretended not to hear: "Huh?"

Tan Zhen said angrily: "What I'm teaching you is "Farewell My Concubine", not Bawang or Biejie."

He also made the same enchanting pose, which was exactly the same as Xu Qian's pose.

The audience also laughed:

"This old man is very cute."

"Twice."

"This old man is quite straightforward."

"Killing me."

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He continued to wave the knife in his hand and said: "The knife you hold is like an ancient sword. It is either a big drum figure or a single string gesture. Who taught you?"

His tone changed, and he said to Xu Qian in a painful tone: "Xu Qian, you have to learn from me, if you don't learn, this stuff will be lost..."

What he said was sympathetic to the hearts of the people.

Master Feng and the others seemed to feel something: "It's interesting!"

Then Tan Zhen looked very, very excited, but also somewhat helpless: "If you don't want to learn, hey——"

He jumped up with a big knife: "If you don't learn, if you don't learn from me, I..."

He found that he really seemed to have nothing to do with Xu Qian.

He put the knife on his neck and threatened: "If you don't learn from me, I will die for you!"

He really has nothing to do with Xu Qian.

Xu Qian was unmoved: "Okay!"

"You have to die today, right?"

Tan Zhen nodded: "Yes!"

Xu Qian asked again: "Do you need to find an audience when you die?"

Tan Zhen thought about it carefully, found no flaws, nodded and said: "That's right!"

Xu Qian asked: "If I don't come back, you won't die, right?"

Tan Zhen said firmly, "That's right!"

Xu Qian nodded: "Come on, take it!"

Xu Qian handed the knife in his hand to Tan Zhen: "Wait for me, wait for me to die?"

Tan Zhen put the knife on his neck and said firmly, "I'll wait!"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed:

"I'll wait..."

"Killing me!"

"It's so fucking funny."

"This old man is very cute."

"Xu Qian has a hand!"

"Brilliant."

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After laughing, everyone felt a little sad, a little sad, and some people only felt a little sad in their hearts, and they couldn't laugh anymore.

Tan Zhen wanted people to learn his craft, so old that he even resorted to suicide, but Xu Qian was still reluctant.

This also reminds everyone of the decline of traditional culture in recent years. Modern times are entertainment-oriented or entertainment-to-death eras, and no one is willing to spend more energy on traditional culture.

This can’t be completely blamed on young people. After all, modern people are under a lot of pressure, and the pressure of competition is too great. Girlfriend, mortgage, work, all kinds of pressure come one after another. Under such pressure, people just want to Relax themselves quickly, they just want to watch popcorn movies and read fragmented novels, which is understandable.

This is the inevitability of the times.

With the advent of the new era, some things of the old era will inevitably be eliminated, which is very realistic and cruel.

But there are always some people who have their own perseverance, and Tan Zhen is obviously such a person.

Although people do not fully agree with his perseverance, they still admire his perseverance.

Then Xu Qian came to Pei Yuanqing's room again, and Pei Yuanqing looked happy: "Where are you coming?"

Xu Qian, however, had no joy at all: "Here we come."

Pei Yuanqing asked, "Did you finish peeing?"

Xu Qian replied, "I'm done peeing!"

Xu Qian directly took the allegro from Pei Yuanqing: "Come on!"

Pei Yuanqing was a little surprised, he hadn't thought about Xu Qian being so active this time.

He said: "Come on, repeat the one just now, listen to my password!"

Pei Yuanqing beat the time with his hands and said, "One, two, three."

Xu Qian's face drooped, and he was beating fast, like a violent storm.

Pei Yuanqing said angrily, "Hit and sing!"

Xu Qian immediately opened his mouth and said: "In a short time, it was only scraped, the stars were scattered, the pits were flat, and the ice melted..."

When Xu Qian first sang, his words were still in a round tone, but then he became more and more chaotic, and the audience couldn't understand what Xu Qian was saying.

Pei Yuanqing couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Xu Qian directly: "What a fart!"

Xu Qian said unhappily, "Why did you hit me again?"

Pei Yuanqing asked: "What's the matter with you? Ah?"

He went on to say: "Wow, it's something from Peking Opera. Wow, you have to match your figure so that you can show Zhang Fei's fatness?"

Pei Yuanqing followed suit and quickly realized: "What's the matter with Zhang Fei? What's going on with you?"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed:

"You didn't realize it until now?"

"This Xu Qian must have done it on purpose."

"Xu Qian is really stubborn!!!!"

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Everyone has probably guessed Xu Qian's strategy, which is to cooperate on the surface, but in fact he is deliberately making trouble.

Xu Qian faltered and said: "Master, I forgot the words."

"You can't add wow if you forget the words, you have to add our jokes!"

Pei Yuanqing said.

Then Pei Yuanqing said: "Why don't we do this, or let's do that."

Xu Qian answered: "What about us?"

Pei Yuanqing said angrily: "Okay, you and I are poor!"

Speaking of which, Pei Yuanqing made the gesture of wanting to beat Xu Qian, which shocked him. He hurriedly knelt down on the ground, hugged Pei Yuanqing's thigh, and said in a crying voice: "Master!"

everyone. . . . . . . .

"Can you be more fake?"

"It's so fake!"

"Can not bear to look."

"Xu Qian is suitable for such a role."

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Pei Yuanqing said angrily: "Get up!"

Pei Yuanqing sighed suddenly: "Oh, man, we are no longer destined to be masters and apprentices."

Xu Qian was weeping bitterly at this time. Hearing this sentence, he returned to normal, and hurriedly got up with an "oh", as if the person who was crying bitterly just now was not him at all.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed:

"Killing me."

"Fuck, this acting is amazing."

"This face change is faster than turning the pages of a book."

"Xu Qian is too insidious."

"I knew Xu Qian was pretending, but he didn't even shed a tear."

"Killing me!!!!!!"

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Before Xu Qian was happy, Pei Yuanqing held his hands and said to him, "Let's worship each other as brothers!"

Xu Qian was stunned.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed when they saw him.

"Stupid!!!!"

"I just like seeing Xu Qian depressed."

"Killing me!!!!"

"Laughing to death doesn't pay for life."

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The audience is completely immersed in the performance of this cross talk drama.

(End of this chapter)