Crosstalk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is set up under the stage Chapter 340 Don't Let Master Hou Become an Assistant Even If You Kill Him!
Chapter 340 Don't Let Master Hou Become an Assistant Even If You Kill Him!
"The show won't start in two weeks, and people can't squeeze in outside anymore. They are also considering that if this continues, we will be hospitalized before we can watch the show. The conditions are too difficult."
"Where are you going to stay?" Luan Yunping asked from behind the table.
"We have tickets. Let's go to the theater first and get in early. There is nothing better than this. Hey, one person talks and everyone listens. Everyone talks and makes a noise. They all rush to the theater in a daze.
There are still more than ten days before the show, and it’s fully booked.”
"Then let's start the show early."
"No!" Qi Yuncheng waved his hand, "How charming I am, there are still people on the road, I have to wait for them. Finally, the time came, and it was impossible to arrive two hours early. The show started on time, and the gongs and drums were just starting.
More than 400 people came in from outside."
"More than four hundred people." Luan Yunping repeated clearly.
"Bang the door with your hand! Buy a ticket! Buy a ticket! Buy a ticket!!"
"Then sell it."
With his hands behind his back, Qi Yuncheng leaned towards his partner and explained, "It's not that we won't sell to them, no.
The manager came out: Guys, you came too late and there are no more tickets.
It won’t work without a ticket. We are not local. We came from out of town. We don’t have a ticket here. I tell you that you are responsible for all losses.”
"I can't control this."
Qi Yuncheng said anxiously: "Say yes! The manager couldn't help it. After that, the hundreds of people also took a step back: OK, if we don't have tickets, we will buy standing tickets."
"Stand and listen." Luan Yunping explained, and at the same time asked, "How much does it cost to stand and listen?"
"How much did you just say?"
"Four thousand and eighty."
"Still 4,800, there will be no reduction in price."
"Good guy, what a sky-high price."
"Stand and listen. There was no fire inspection that time, and the corridors were full. More than 400 people stood and listened to me."
The more he talked about Qi Yuncheng, the more proud he became. He even gave a thumbs up, "You praise me so much. I'm so happy. I praise my Dou Erdun."
But as soon as we stood up, more than 300 people came.
BUY TICKETS!! BUY TICKETS!! BUY TICKETS!!”
"What should I do?"
"The manager came out again: I'm sorry, guys.
Those guys are not polite. If we don’t have tickets, I’ll tell you, we will commit collective suicide here.”
"Ah?" Luan Yunping was suddenly startled when she heard the words. The audience below focused on the two young actors throughout the whole process, listening carefully to their breath and rhythm. Sometimes what they want is a taste and harmony.
Comfortable.
"The manager said again that if you commit collective suicide, you will indeed lose your votes.
Then let's buy standing tickets.
Everyone is already standing." Qi Yuncheng, acting as a manager, pointed to several aisles and said, "If the seats are full, we will buy squat tickets."
“How much does a squat ticket cost?”
"Four thousand eight without any reduction."
"How do you squat?"
"Why are you squatting like this? Are you a human?"
"Nonsense, am I not a human being?"
One or two sentences of laughter naturally brought out some fun in their comfortable performance, and Qi Yuncheng patted his partner on the shoulder to explain.
"People's shoulders are evenly spaced at the top, but there is still a large space at the bottom."
Luan Yunping lowered her head and looked at her legs, "That's really it."
"The top is wide and the bottom is narrow. If two people stand side by side, they can fit a squatting person in the middle. In this way, two people squatting one, and two people squatting one. After squatting, everyone standing is happy, and the teapot in their hands is
There’s room for them all.”
Luan Yunping: "Treating people's heads as coffee tables."
Qi Yuncheng lowered his eyes, pointed and scolded, "Don't move, I'll burn you to death if you do."
"Can people be happy?"
"Why are you unhappy? They are still happy just to see me. As soon as they squatted down, more than 200 people came outside."
"Is there anyone else coming?" It had reached this level, and Luan Yunping had to worry.
"Buy a ticket! Buy a ticket! While shouting, he took out the knife from his pocket, put it on his neck and shouted to the manager: Manager, buy the ticket! If the ticket is not sold, he will attack.
The manager was crying: I really don’t have a ticket, you came too late.
I’ll buy a standing ticket.”
"Any more?"
Qi Yuncheng pointed his finger: "The station has been full for a long time.
Then buy a squat ticket."
Luan Yunping: "Do you have land?"
Qi Yuncheng: "Squat tight."
Luan Yunping: "Yes."
Qi Yuncheng: "Let's buy party tickets."
The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became. After taking a look at the expressions of the audience below, Luan Yunpo asked again, "How much does this cost?"
"Four thousand eight."
"It's four thousand and eighty if you lie down and listen."
"Lie down under the chair and listen. There will be no discount on the price of 4,800 yuan. Collect the money, lie down in the last row and crawl forward."
Qi Yuncheng made a crawling motion with his hands, and then stared down, "Climb under the first row of seats. The person sitting there quits, and he came two weeks in advance."
"The earthquake came at that time."
As soon as he raised his feet, Qi Yuncheng imitated the characters on the stage and shouted, "Hey, hey, why is there a manager like this? Can I bear it while watching the show with my feet raised all the time?"
"Say yes."
"What are you doing down here?"
Qi Yuncheng raised his head and said politely: "Brother, please don't yell, we are all here to listen to the show. How lucky you are that you have a seat. I belong to the party ticket, and it costs 4,800 to sit down and listen, which is the same as yours."
I don’t care, how do I position my legs!!
Then you feel aggrieved and step on my head.
This is what you said."
Qi Yuncheng stomped his feet to the ground, immediately creating a full sense of immersive atmosphere. Crosstalk has to be like this, so that the audience can feel the stories told by the actors and the sense of space.
"Not even twenty minutes after I stepped on it, the person at the bottom spoke again."
"Can you still speak?"
"Excuse me! Brother, please lift your feet if you are tired."
"What are you doing?"
"I give a shout out to the actors.
You have too many things to do, please get better soon.
As he said this, he raised his feet.
The person below yelled, eh, okay!!! Ouch!!”
"What do you mean?" Luan Yun was startled and asked quickly.
"Stepping on it again."
"There's no seam left."
"More than two hundred people were lying on their stomachs listening to me. But the show was about to start, and another twenty-four people came outside the door. These twenty-four people banged their heads on the big iron door, crying as they did so.
I simply can't live without seeing Qi Yuncheng's performance.
The manager saw the people kneeling and passed by: "Guys, there's really no room, the standing tickets have already been filled up, the squatting tickets are tight, and there's not a single place left for the standing tickets."
"Then what should I do?"
"When I was in a dilemma, suddenly the manager raised his head." Qi Yuncheng pointed upward, "There are eight ceiling fans on the roof."
"What are you doing?"
"A ceiling fan with three leaves, three, eight, twenty-four, how many of them, how about hanging it?"
"On the ceiling fan?"
"Okay! Okay! We are willing to pay 4,800.
No, it’s four thousand and nine this time!”
"Why are there so many extra ones?"
"One hundred dollars in rope money."
"It's not a loss at all."
"Put up a ladder and hang one fan blade at a time, but some people don't want to do it."
"how?"
"Why are they spending the same money? They look at the stands and we look at the back."
"Yes, there is also a side that rushes to the back." After Luan Yunping understood, she nodded with a smile.
"I'll give you an idea and turn on the fan."
"Open??"
At this point, Luan Yunping, who was a compliment, turned over the news, and the audience was really happy to imagine the scene.
Qi Yuncheng also hurriedly warned, "Don't go too fast. Go slowly and at a low speed. The three brothers will work in shifts to watch. The guards below are very satisfied. The Peking Opera even has a trapeze artist."
Luan Yunping then raised her head and said, "There are indeed programs up there."
"After everything was done, it was time for me to go on stage. The first day I sang Doulun, I didn't know what to eat. My voice was sore."
"Bright?"
“A few lines to sing!”
"Yes, come on."
“Wait until I, Dou, come down from the mountain~~”
Qi Yuncheng made a long dramatic sound on the stage, but after a while he slowly put his right hand to his right ear and shouted again.
"Spicy cilantro and bell pepper, green onions and tender celery, lentils, eggplants and cucumbers, winter melons and sea eggplants, radish, carrots, radish, young toon, garlic and leeks~~"
"What the hell, Dou Erden should be selling vegetables instead of stealing horses."
Ha ha ha ha!
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
Laughter and applause were given at the same time, which was enough to show the audience's recognition of the actors in the auditorium. It was indeed fun.
And Qi Yuncheng was happy when he shouted out, "Just my accent, there are thousands of people upstairs, downstairs, and outside the theater, wow~~"
"Shout!"
"Everyone is leaving!!"
"Then don't leave yet."
"Tear down the theater if you curse in the street."
"Who wants to hear about selling vegetables?"
"But there are still twenty-four people left."
"Really like to hear it?"
Qi Yuncheng pointed at the top and said, "I can't get down if I'm hanging."
"Fuck you!"
After the two people finished speaking, they took three steps back with smiles on their faces and bowed to all the audience who came today.
After bowing, they walked off the stage together.
But this process was a special performance for Young Master, and the audience also gave them lively applause.
Because I didn’t expect that these two kids were talking about selling tickets, which was fun and very liberal.
The size, baggage, and rhythm are all above those of ordinary young actors, at least to be blunt, they are even more.
The key point is that there are also friends of the young master below, who feel that they are not embarrassed by what they just said.
Of course they performed well, not to mention Li Shengsu, who kept applauding the children.
At the same time, amidst the applause, she, like everyone else, was still looking forward to Young Master's cross talk.
His old man is the protagonist today.
However, after the young master saw the child finish speaking, he was really pleased. The last time he told him about holding a special show was half a year ago.
So far, there has been a lot of progress visible to the naked eye.
It is normal for cross talk to improve over the years, and the children's typhoon and other details were handled very well.
Especially the shouting part, which was probably discussed in advance and added very well.
However, when the children came down, they met each other and didn't say much. They only chatted briefly when the host announced the curtain.
After the chat, Ma Zhiming and his current partner Huang Zuming came on stage amidst bursts of thunderous applause.
After taking the stage, he faced the applause given by Mr. Tianjing.
Ma Zhiming kept thanking him.
"Thank you everyone, what I just did was a piece of "Selling Tickets" performed by two children! It's a very traditional piece and the performance was very good.
He is also a child who has studied cross talk seriously for many years, so when he comes on stage, no matter it is a typhoon, he can tell that he is a professional in this field.
Even though he is young, he has a promising future.
And the kid who was teasing me just now, Qi Yuncheng, is the one who sang Lao Sheng in the opening. I guess no one paid attention because the opening opera was not written on the program list."
The young horse's voice fell.
The more than two thousand people in the auditorium listened attentively to what the old man said at first, but when they heard that the old man singing opera was the actor who had just performed.
Some of those who came with friends quickly turned around and looked at each other, which seemed a little weird, because they never thought that the person they were teasing just now was the old student.
Because Qi Yuncheng looks young at the moment, and his cross talk performance is okay, but he can't combine with that old student.
It's even less visible.
Because the prince-in-law was wearing a condom and his black beard almost covered the lower part of his face, not to mention that the makeup on his face could easily confuse his facial features.
Why opera actors such as Li Shengsu and Yu Kuizhi can be recognized when they come on stage? The main reason is that they are so familiar. Not to mention their faces, they can be recognized by their backs.
Of course, some people saw that it was Qi Yuncheng who was playing the role and were secretly surprised, but there were only a few people in Tianjing Field.
So when the young master said it, there was quite a bit of surprise at the moment.
"Good fellow, young horseman aside, I really didn't realize that the person wearing the coat and the prince's harness were the same person. I just said that when he yelled, it sounded a bit familiar."
"I originally thought that the cross talk was okay, but I didn't expect this to be a wake-up call for me. When I heard Xiao Fan at the beginning, it sounded beautiful and I really liked it.
I thought it was who it was, but I didn’t expect it was him.”
"It's a surprise for me, no wonder!"
"Oh, Qi Yuncheng showed off his face today. He came from Deyun to Mr. Ma's place. If Mr. Guo and the others saw it, they couldn't help but be happy."
…
There was another commotion, and Ma Zhiming felt the audience's surprise towards the child on the stage.
He was very pleased.
Folk art requires new talents.
As for saying that the praise is too high, how could he not have thought about it at such an age? But there is no need to think about it at all, this child is not the kind of child with simple thoughts.
When he hears someone complimenting him, he won't really listen to it. Instead, he will feel pressured and will work harder.
So it can be regarded as the young master's deliberately "bad" intentions.
But good is definitely good.
And there is still a long road ahead for him to ponder and learn.
But this kind of praise is too much for ordinary children. They are around twenty-three years old, and they are still young and have little social experience.
Not to mention going hungry.
Therefore, in Young Master's mind, Qi Yuncheng was different from them. He even talked about this topic with Guo Degang backstage when he went to Deyun.
So we take it very seriously.
And I’ve heard about his Jingyun drum before, so let’s take our time.
The peak period of the folk art industry is in your thirties and forties.
But he couldn't delay any longer. The time was here. After talking about the children, he and his partner also started to perform their own show.
Special session today.
There are definitely new jokes.
It's "Yellow Robe Plus"!
In fact, this joke is not as classic as his previous works such as "Dispute" and "Walnut Crispy", but it is still his style.
So the audience also listens to this.
And time passed by minute by second, and after the young master spoke for forty minutes on the stage, the audience burst into applause, and the next pair of actors performed.
They are a pair of mainstream ones.
However, sometimes the actor is not invited by the young master, and many times it depends on the organizer.
Because although the protagonist is a young master, the assistant actors also have their own points of view, and they will also invite actors they think are good.
But no matter who it is, the young master knows almost everyone in this industry.
So when one show after another is performed, it is still very lively, and there are even actors who specially set up the stage to come and say a piece.
There are many tricks.
By the end of the performance, there was no doubt that it was Mr. Tian Lihe and his partner who helped to finish the second count.
Young Master talks about the last cross talk "Praising the House"!
The one that comes out of the mouth is completely textbook-level, and Qi Yuncheng has seen the market in the side scenes.
Because watching old Mr. Tianjing talk about cross talk up close was actually quite rare for them, because most of it was done in Yanjing.
Especially the old gentlemen of the Bao generation.
But just when they were attending Young Ma Ye's special performance.
Guo Degang, who was in Yanjing, always thought about his apprentice.
How could he not think too much about the young master's situation?
"At this time, Yuncheng and Xiaoluan's show should have already finished."
Near a film and television base.
Guo Degang, Wang Hui and a large group of people came out and prepared to take the bus home.
Today, the former came over to help a friend make a guest appearance in a movie and spent the whole day filming, while Wang Hui came over to visit the cast.
On the way out.
Mr. Hou is also following him. He is the driver and it is his job to pick up people.
But Guo Degang's assistant had something to do today, so he also became an assistant and stayed with him for the whole day.
"It depends on the time." Wang Hui replied, but after hearing this, Guo Degang still felt unsure.
So Rao didn't want Mr. Hou to talk, so he took the initiative to disturb him, because he was playing with his mobile phone while walking and was very quiet.
"Master Hou, Yuncheng has left Tianjing, do you have any thoughts?"
Hou Zhen was looking at his cell phone. After listening to the words, he raised his eyes to look at Lao Guo, but he didn't look at Lao Guo for three seconds. Then he walked back while looking at his cell phone and talking.
"It's definitely fine. Why worry? Worrying is in vain.
Although he was the youngest when he went there, he was very capable over the years. When I came to Deyun, he was the first person I got to know.
When they saw me, they hid.
I don't think I'm scary. I looked in the mirror today and it looks good.
Do you think I can't look good like this?
Does it look good? It looks good."
"Yes, you are beautiful, especially your shiny forehead."
Guo Degang was helplessly happy, having managed to dispel his worries and thoughts about Yuncheng a little bit. However, when he came out, he suddenly found that Mr. Hou was almost empty-handed.
Just hang a small bag on my waist.
Very easy.
And he, Guo Degang, was holding a bag in his hand.
No matter what, Mr. Hou is still an assistant today, so why bother him today? After all, staring at the phone after typing is really outrageous.
So he slowed down and Guo De just handed over his bag and said politely, "Master Marquis, please take this."
"good!"
Hou Zhen agreed quickly and unexpectedly, quickly put his phone into his pants pocket and took the bag.
Guo Degang was very happy and wanted to turn around and continue walking, but the next second, Hou Zhen, who was holding the bag, immediately took off the bag from his waist.
"Here, take this!!"
Before Guo Degang could react, the bag Hou Zhen was carrying landed on him. It was so heavy when he put it on his shoulders.
After all, he spent a whole day here with Lao Guo, but he had almost nothing to do except play games.
And can he not prepare a large power bank? Besides, the weather is hot in August, how can he not prepare water?
In addition, it also contains data cables and a lot of food. Some of the food is not finished, so it is not light.
The only things in Guo Degang's bag were mobile phone data cables and other messy but very light things.
At this moment, Guo Degang had the nerve to say anything again. He couldn't stop laughing, but at the same time he made the next decision. Even if he had no assistant, he would not let Mr. Hou be his assistant again even if he was killed.
I don’t know who is serving who.
Fortunately, when we came out of the film and television base for a while, it was their car, otherwise I would have been very tired carrying Mr. Hou's things all the way.
Wait until you get into the car.
Hou Zhen sat in the driver's seat and didn't rush to drive. He opened his bag first and said, "There is food and drink in it. Anyone who is interested can take it. Don't be polite to me. I'm not an outsider. You can eat as much as you want today."
My son just happened to bring too much.
I didn't want to bring so much, I thought I would take it for one day, but unfortunately I spent the whole day playing games and didn't eat much.
You guys can solve it.
You're welcome.
If you are polite to me, then I will be treated like an outsider."
"Hey, okay, I know how to eat. Mr. Hou, you can drive."
Guo Degang had no choice but to think that Mr. Hou was fun all the time. With such a person by his side, he had almost no worries.
After the car drove away, he and Wang Hui talked about the child's performance.
At the same time, I was trying to figure out where to go.
In fact, time passed quickly. When they arrived home, it was already past ten o'clock.
It's past ten o'clock.
It's time for the show to end.
The young master called the actors up and introduced them one by one, mainly because there were many elderly gentlemen who wanted to talk about them carefully. Many of them were his friends.
As for his son among the young people, as well as Qi Yuncheng who was invited today, they were not left behind.
It seems that no actor is like an outsider, and everyone speaks very clearly.
I wish the audience would watch more of them and take note of them.
But after that, we have to call the curtain and leave.
At the most lively moment after the performance, Li Shengsu quickly stood up from her seat and went backstage to say goodbye to the young master. After the performance, she naturally wanted to join the Peking Opera Company as soon as possible.
She was very busy with the troupe, and she had to discuss with teacher Yu Kuizhi before performing.
So I couldn't hide it in front of my husband.
"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry. I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I have to leave first."
Backstage, Ma Zhiming smiled, "Thank you, please come over and give us a show!"
"It doesn't matter if the child shines."
Li Shengsu turned his eyes and looked at the child with a face full of joy. Ma Zhiming naturally followed him, because the child was not around.
Gave more words.
"This kid is here at this age, so some of his things are still far from perfect, but his talent is very good.
However, talent is not the most important thing. The most important thing for children is a sense of stability.
Whether it's cross talk or other folk arts.
So in terms of opera, have you considered it?"
Li Shengsu's eyes were still secretly looking at the children who were greeting other old gentlemen backstage. It was not that she didn't understand what Mr. Ma meant.
They naturally like this child, just as the young master said.
The most valuable thing about Yuncheng is not his innate conditions and talents, but his heart for learning folk art which is very touching.
Who doesn’t love a teacher who is willing to learn in a down-to-earth manner?
Even if your business is not good, the teacher is willing to read more, let alone Yuncheng's business is not bad.
But he and Teacher Yu Kuizhi are both too busy. Besides, they are different from traditional actors and do not accept apprentices.
But there is no problem in recognizing a student.
But then again, they are so busy that they actually have very little time to teach students.
So what's the point of recruiting students?
"Why!!"
Looking at Yuncheng, Li Shengsu's face was full of tangles. He could only go back to discuss with Teacher Yu, so he turned back to the young master and said, "We have to think about it carefully, because we are afraid of delaying the child, let alone being so busy.
Can you help the child?
That's it, sir, I'll take my leave now."
"Okay, thank you for coming over today to help me perform and for helping me so much."
"No, I'll see you later!"
Turning around, Li Shengsu briefly took care of her short hair, then took out her mobile phone and made a call to Teacher Yu Kuizhi while going out to the backstage.