Crosstalk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is set up under the stage Chapter 196 Don't mention the matter of stripping the mandarin jacket!
Chapter 196 Don't mention the matter of stripping the mandarin jacket!
"How can any angel belong to the theater?"
"He stopped now, his wings fell down, I am an angel.
I asked what to call it?
Just call me mistress."
"Tsk!" Yu Qian frowned, feeling particularly disgusted, "This is the name given by an angel."
Qi Yuncheng clasped his hands and asked the angel sideways, "Is this San'er? What do you want from me?"
God invites you to go!
God? Who is your disciple? Are you going to usurp the position of leader in the future? If so, get in line."
"What a mess!!!"
When the audience heard this, there was another burst of laughter. They really felt that Teacher Guo would not be able to escape this fate.
Some people are even worried about him.
Because there are too many "enemies" around us, even what Uncle Yu said before, even his own son has to be on guard.
Of course, everyone knows that this is Wu Da Da on stage, but it can't be fun.
In the end, Yu Qian quickly changed his subject and said, "God is not a person like us, you know? There is no need to hold back and usurp the throne."
"That's right. He said don't worry about it. I have something to ask you. He said you can go to heaven with us. Come on.
After saying that, he pulled me and flew up.
This is so high, I have to practice it, otherwise I would have to vomit."
"It's too high and I feel dizzy!" Yu Qian said.
"When I came to heaven, I saw that this tall building is very big. There is a gate in front, it is locked, and there is a sign hanging on it!"
"What did you write?"
Qi Yuncheng stretched out his hand and pointed, "It is strictly forbidden to set up stalls within a hundred meters around heaven!"
"Ah? Are there still vendors in heaven?"
"San'er said you wait a moment, I'll find it for you, boom boom! Uncle Wang!!!"
"Huh?" Yu Qian was puzzled and stopped to ask, "What's going on with Uncle Wang?"
Qi Yuncheng opened his mouth to explain, "The old man in the reception room of Tiantang is named Wang! As soon as I shouted, he called the reception room and came out.
(pouring) San'er is back?
Yes, come on, Mr. Qi brought it.
Open the door, let me in, and then San'er told me, please wait for me for a while, and I'll tell God.
He went, but I found that there was a big screen hanging in front of me, and there were many clocks hanging on it!"
"surface?"
"Yeah!" Qi Yuncheng nodded, and then made a gesture the size of a normal clock with his hands, "Just like what we usually see.
But there are countless of them, and the needles above rotate at different speeds.
Some are fast, some are slow!”
"What's going on?" Yu Qian asked in confusion.
"I'm also wondering, call San'er back!" Qi Yuncheng waved his hands, acting like he was talking to someone, and pointed in front of him, "What's going on?"
"What did he say?"
"You don't know this, right? There is a man in the world, and there is a corresponding watch in heaven."
"I said so much."
"Then why do some turn fast and some turn slowly?
The good guy turns slowly, the bad guy turns fast."
"So that's it." This cleared up some of Yu Qian's doubts.
"Hey!" Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng remembered something and continued, "I have an elder named Yu Qian."
Yu Qian said: "This is about me."
Qi Yuncheng: "Where is his piece?"
Yu Qian: "Help me look for it."
Qi Yuncheng: "He's not here!"
Yu Qian: "Where have you gone?"
Qi Yuncheng: "God took it away and used it as an electric fan."
"Ah?? I'm so bad, haven't I?"
Yu Qian was suddenly surprised.
But there was a lot of laughter below, and the clock hands acted like a fan, which was really bad.
In laughter.
Qi Yuncheng glanced at the restless crowd below and continued to speak, "Just as I was talking, Uncle Wang came out! (pouring) Come on, God is waiting, go quickly."
"It still smells the same."
"I opened the door and God was sitting there smoking."
Qi Yuncheng pinched his index finger and middle finger, put it to his mouth, took a sip, and said with side eyes, "You just came? Then sit down!"
I’ll spare another three hours.”
"My addiction to smoking is not small yet."
"I said sir!"
"Sir?"
"Brother Di!"
"Heh, what are these called? This is."
"Sit up, sit down, brother! I'm so happy when you come. It's been a long time since I've had a cross talk talker go to heaven."
Yu Qian's expression became condensed behind the table, and he complained, "Why did the rest go to hell?"
"Drink water, brother.
No drink, no drink." After Qi Yuncheng dressed up in two roles, he turned his head and looked in a random direction, "Okay, then Lao Wang, go get some food. We have guests at home, go quickly."
"What kind of words are these? This is..."
"When you come today, I will treat you well."
“Eat well.”
"After a while, the time will come, and we can share it. One person has one set, and I still have two eggs."
"Pancake fruit?"
"I said let's just eat this?
Hey, there's no other way, there are only four of us in heaven, the mistress, Lao Wang, me, and you! It's really not worth starting a fire."
"Anyway, let's make do."
"After I finished eating, I sat down for a while and felt weird, so I asked, is there anything interesting in this paradise?
Mr. Shang said, I'm not here just for fun, but if you have any requests, you can put them forward.
I can fulfill your wish."
"Then you can mention it." Yu Qian was somewhat excited, because this is a good thing.
Qi Yuncheng was naturally happy and said without hesitation, "Then I hope for world peace!!"
"This is a big wish."
"This is difficult. To be honest, buddy, I'm not trying to criticize you. Because if I can do it, that's fine, but it's really difficult for me.
You can discuss something else."
"Let me mention one more thing."
"We can't even achieve world peace." Qi Yuncheng was disappointed. He put his hands into his sleeves and continued thinking. After about a second or two, he came up with an idea.
"Hey, I have an elder named Yu Qian."
"Think of me again."
"Look, I still have photos with me."
As he spoke, Qi Yuncheng deliberately dug into his pants pocket. Of course, these were not real objects. He took them out and handed them forward.
"My uncle Yu Qian is not very good-looking. Can you make him beautiful?"
"This is good for me." Yu Qian's expression was quite happy.
But Qi Yuncheng, who played God, looked at the photo for a few seconds and sighed, then changed the subject, "Let's talk about world peace."
"Ouch, am I so embarrassed that I can't see any boundaries?"
"Nonsense! The head looks like a potato and the hair looks like sprouts. This is not human."
Suddenly, Yu Qian couldn't help but laugh, but he still shouted out from the bottom of his heart, and the volume turned up a few degrees, "Let's just forget about taking off the mantle!!!"
Ha ha ha ha!
There is almost no audience in Deyun that does not know this.
As soon as Leng Buding mentioned it, the scene at that time naturally came to their minds again, and then laughter filled the entire theater.
Nothing else, the mandarin jacket back then almost caused my uncle to die on the stage.
But they are not the only ones happy.
The actors are also happy.
Because even though the two of them have no seniority, offstage they are almost the same as each other. When they perform on stage, they are naturally relaxed and happy.
So say whatever you want.
But this is different from what Master Guo Degang said. After all, he is the master. If the master measures his workload, no one, let alone him, can be so relaxed.
Naturally, Guo Degang could see this from the side scenes, nodding his head constantly and being infected by the laughter.
In my heart, I still feel that the two of them are having a great time. If the cross talk is really fun, then it has entered the realm.
However, the child is still far from his uncle Qian'er.
But it's not bad either, it's pretty good.
But just as he was thinking about it, Song Yi's eyes next to him paid more attention, and then he mustered up the courage to ask Teacher Guo, who was among a group of actors.
"Teacher Guo, after finishing the joke, will they come down?"
Guo Degang turned around and said, "Yes! This is the bottom rung. After the bottom run, there will be an encore. They have to come down before the return!"
"Okay, thank you!"
As he spoke, Song Yi immediately turned around and went backstage, but Guo Degang was puzzled, not knowing what this girl was going to do.