Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Taking a sip on Wu Shaobai, Hou Zhen said:

　　"I'm not your grandson either!"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　Seeing the audience laughing, Hou Zhen glanced at everyone in confusion:

　　"What's so funny? I'm not his grandson."

　　"Hahahahaha~"

　　"???"

　　Hou Zhen looked dazed, and Wu Shaobai was also suffocating, and said:

　　"Everyone, let's do good deeds and never leave names!"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　"It's alright, alright, stop laughing... hurry up and talk about it, this white sand is not white sand, what is it?"

　　"Listen! I'll give you some insight. Han Baiyu, have you all seen it?"

　　Hearing Wu Shaobai's words, Hou Zhen nodded:

　　"Yes, decorative materials."

　　"Hey, that's right. It is a kind of stone. Take a piece of white marble, smash it, smash it into slag, and mash it into powder. Use that kind of small fine sieve to pass a layer of fine powder. In the bag, it's called Baisha. In the past, the cross talk artists were all on the ground, that is, they performed outside. It's not that you bought a ticket to listen to it, that's not it. The two of them were talking on the street, but before they said it. , you have to call the audience over, in our jargon, it is called Yuan Nianzi. Nianzi means the audience, and the sentence Yuan Nianzi is also a sentence in "Jianghu Haixia Eye", which means to win over the audience. I said when I was performing Menliu’er in the second program just now that singing is one way. But in the past, the old gentleman had a broken voice and couldn’t sing loudly, what should I do?”

　　"Oh?"

　　After a large paragraph was said, Hou Zhen continued:

　　"How to do?"

　　"It's very simple, Baisha spreads words. Yuanzhuzi!"

　　Wu Shaobai spoke loudly. .

Chapter 1235

　　"it is good!"

　　The audience began to applaud... Thinking that Mr. Wu really wanted to perform.

　　But immediately Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"Actually, I know what everyone means and want me to perform it. But frankly, why is Bai Shasha so perfect? ​​A lot of people don't know it, or a lot of people don't learn it. It actually has something to do with the times."

　　"Oh? What does it matter?"

　　"It's very simple, you see, this white sand is powder. I want to write. It can't be like writing calligraphy or writing a blackboard newspaper. It can write if I find something. If I write it upright, the white sand is not sticky, and it's not sticky. I can't write it. What's more, we are performing at the North Exhibition today, and there is no professional photography team on the stage to fix a camera there. It is precisely because of this special reason that Baisha is writing, slow. No one will watch it. So this one can't come. You say that you met an artist who can write in white sand on the street some other day..."

　　"Hmm! How's it going?"

　　"Hurry up and report to the city management, otherwise the street cleaners will be scolded."

　　"Hi~~"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"but!"

　　"Oh?"

　　"Writing, I can't write 29. But why did I put the third door and the fourth door together just now? That's the reason. I can't write, but the old gentlemen could write at the same time. Sing, this chorus is the lyrics of Taiping. I put these two lessons together, and that's what I mean. Kid~"

　　Wu Shaobai said, and suddenly looked at Hou Zhen.

　　Hou Zhen was taken aback:

　　"Ok?"

　　Subconsciously, he glanced back.

　　But there was no one around him.

　　Seeing this, he seemed to realize that Wu Shaobai was talking about himself, and made a direct gesture:

　　"You shout over there."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"Where, are you taking advantage of me like that?"

　　"No."

　　Wu Shaobai quickly waved his hand:

　　"I mean, you have to study this aria."

　　"Why?"

　　"Because your grandfather sang it. At the same time, it is also one of the few preserved video materials of Baisha Sa'er. Apart from the things handed down by the old gentleman, Master Hou Baolin has left too many precious heritages for cross talk, son, You have to study hard! Don't let it down..."

　　"Snapped!"

　　With a pat on the chest, Wu Shaobai said:

　　"Your grandfather's expectations!"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　"Hey, come on, I'm trying to stop me slowly... come on, then Mr. Wu, give it a show."

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai picked up his fan:

　　"Everyone, let's be Baisha now, okay? I'll move a bit bigger then. You can all watch the outline of my tick while listening to me sing a short piece of the third and fourth homework together. Son, can you?"

　　“Okay~~~”

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

　　Following the applause, Wu Shaobai held a fan as a pen, coughed lightly and said:

　　"Then let's sing from one to ten, and then from ten, add the words and sing back. Let's talk about it first, I learned from the video materials of Master Hou Baolin. I've got a little fur, let you taste it...Stop gossip, let's say Baisha! Here's a piece of Taiping lyrics for you: "Cross Brocade"!"

　　"Write it out in a single word, a beam of a house is soaring~"

　　In the void, Wu Shaobai sketched the word "one".

　　"Write two characters, the top is short and the bottom is long~"

　　"Write the three characters, look sideways and see the appearance of the word "Chuan"~~"

　　"Write out four characters, four corners and four directions~~"

　　"Write it out in five characters, half of it is pretty~~"

　　"Write out six characters, three o'clock and one horizontal length~~"

　　"When the seven characters are written, the phoenix spreads its wings~~"

　　"Write out the eight characters, one stroke and one stroke are divided into yin and yang~~"

　　"Nine characters are written, and this golden hook hangs upside down~~"

　　"The cross is written, one horizontal ~ one vertical ~ it stands in the middle of the river~~~~"

　　“Okay~~~”

　　Hou Zhen gave a thumbs up, and with the applause of the audience, Wu Shaobai closed his fan:

　　"This is Baisha Sa'er, and it is also the "Cross Brocade" in the Taiping lyrics. However, this is not over!"

　　"Oh?"

　　I saw Wu Shaobai suddenly draw a cross in the void with a fan in his hand.

　　"Cross's a stroke ~ read a thousand words ~ Zhao Kuangyin thousands of miles ~ sent to Jing Niang~"

　　"Nine words add a stroke~ read a pill word~ Wan Sanpao Dan~ this medicine king tastes first~"

　　"The eight characters add a stroke~ read a public character~ the fair person counts this Song Jiang~~~"

　　"Seven characters add a stroke~ read a soap character~ Liu Xiu'er split up and played the soap king~~"

　　"Six characters add a stroke~ read a big character~ this big knife, the second master of Guan, he is famous~"

　　"Five characters add a stroke~ also (HUAN) Nian Wu~ Wu Zixu~ Riding a horse and crossing the Yangtze River~"

　　"Four characters add a stroke~ I also read the Si character~ Sizhou City is surrounded by water~ Lingrui Tower Zhaoyang~"

　　"Three characters add a stroke~ It reads the word king~ Wang Mang is a usurper who has messed up his family~"

　　"The two characters add a stroke~ It reads a soil character~ Lord Earth wants to eat this maltose~"

　　"This one word adds a stroke~ It reads a T-word~ Clove cuts the meat and he will last forever~~"

　　"I can't sing this "Cross Brocade" in one word~I wish you all~The family~Happiness is longevity~"

　　At the end of the singing, Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen clenched fists and hands to all the audience in a very tacit understanding, and sent their best wishes.

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

　　After listening to a piece of Taiping lyrics full of flavor, all the audience responded with warm applause and gave it to Mr. Wu and Mr. Hou who gave them a fresh feeling on stage.

　　Taking time out, Wu Shaobai glanced at the direction of the exit gate in the backstage.

　　Empty.

　　Obviously, the master hasn't come back and hasn't sobered up...

　　Seeing this, he withdrew his gaze, walked up and said with a smile:

　　"This is the Taiping lyrics "Cross Brocade" with Baishasa. In short... It's a pity that I can't fully dedicate this piece of art to everyone. Later, if there is an opportunity in the future, if there is a chance to participate in a What kind of show, etc., to have this opportunity, it will definitely leave an impact on everyone, and I hope that there will be latecomers to improve this art and return to everyone's vision."

　　"Okay~~"

　　With Hou Zhen's thumb, applause broke out instantly.

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...".