Qi Yuncheng had to admit on stage that the effect was okay, but he couldn't keep saying it and had to turn back.
"This is all a joke. It's impossible for Master to abdicate. His health is still fine. And without Master, it would be impossible for the two of us to work together."
"That's true." Luan Yunping finally said another word, just enjoying herself when she was throwing away the baggage.
"But choosing a partner is the same as the morning market. If you go early, the dishes will be very fresh and juicy. If you go late, the dishes will be messed up.
It just so happened that I went a little late that day, and on that late day..."
Qi Yuncheng said as he glanced at Luan Yunping, who was staring at him next to him, "He and the dog raised by Master are the only ones left. Na and I are hesitating whether I should tame animals in the future? Or stand-up comedy? It's quite confusing."
"What do you call entanglement?" Luan Yunping stretched out her hand to stop her but couldn't, so she could only continue to listen.
"At this time, there is an actor named Yue Yunpeng. The fat guy who performed in front of us also got up late. What should we do if our eyes meet? We both have to choose a partner for the performance. Let's have a fight."
"Still dueling?"
"But how could I beat him? He was so fat. He punched me so hard that he fell to the ground. He took the dog and left."
Obviously talking about herself, Luan Yunping couldn't help but say, "Is Xiaoyue's partner a dog? I'm not even as good as a dog when I'm co-writing."
"In the end, I really couldn't cooperate with Luan Yunping."
"Okay, I still feel helpless."
"Everyone knows that Yue Yunpeng partners with Sun Yue."
"Is he the one who took him away?"
"Teacher Sun, like my uncle, is a teacher at the Xiuxi Society. And among the teachers, comparing the two of them, Teacher Yu is actually very good."
"What's going on?"
Qi Yuncheng extended his thumb and praised, "The lectures are good. Everyone stares at him when he lectures."
"Concentrate."
"I'm afraid he'll say something wrong."
"Are you arresting the uncle?"
"Yue Yunpeng, Kong Yunlong, Guo Qiling, and both of us were trained in Deyun's own school. They love teasing with Teacher Yu during class."
"Yes." Luan Yunping kept nodding her head in order to convince the audience.
"Uncle Yu knows that it's a joke." Qi Yuncheng immediately acted as the uncle, and his mental state was relatively relaxed, "You should sleep in class, and I won't disturb you.
Do you see any teacher talking like this?"
"Look."
"Every time at this time, Guo Qiling stands up and says, "Let's talk. If you don't talk, you won't be able to sleep."
"Okay, he's used to it." Luan Yunping was speechless.
Qi Yuncheng: "Let's go to class if you don't sleep. Today we are talking about the history of cross talk. Water has its source and trees have roots. Did cross talk exist in that year? This is a story of a chicken laying an egg and an egg laying a chicken."
Guo Qiling stood up again, then you said in the world, which came first, the chicken or the egg."
Luan Yunping: "Arrogance."
Qi Yuncheng: "Thanks to the teacher's greatness."
Luan Yunping: "What?"
Qi Yuncheng: "The first chicken in the world."
Luan Yunping: "Did you get the answer?"
Qi Yuncheng: "Guo Qiling asked Teacher Yu, can you tell me where the first chicken in the world came from?"
Luan Yunping: "Tell him."
Qi Yuncheng: "Teacher Yu looks up to the sky and screams, life is forcing him!!"
Ha ha ha ha!
"Xu~~"
What does chicken mean? When they heard the words, the audience didn't understand. The two actors on the stage didn't care, as if they didn't say what they just said, looking around.
Wait until it finally quiets down.
Luan Yunping added, "I asked Teacher Yu to answer such a difficult question. Is that what you're going to tell me?"
"Not easy!"
"That's not easy. The first chicken is quite busy."
Suddenly the theater erupted into laughter again. Qi Yuncheng pushed Luan Yunping in fear, "Do you know if it will be broadcast live today? You are going crazy."
"Do you still know about live broadcast? Tell me carefully."
"Not only cultural classes, but every class must be used by teachers. Let me give you an example. This class is cross talk history, and the next class is physical education. More than 30 students are standing on the playground preparing to run. Running is to exercise lung capacity."
"right."
"Keep shouting, Teacher Sun."
"Teacher Sun?"
Qi Yuncheng turned over the page again and introduced, "It's Yue Yunpeng's partner."
"The one who took him away?"
"My name is Sun Yue, the big fat guy from Deyun Society. He's wider than this table!"
Luan Yunping lowered her head and measured the length of the table from left to right, "So fat?"
"My uncle, he's too fat! Take off Mr. Sun's pants and leave them there. If he doesn't wear them, you don't know what he's doing?"
"Good guy!"
"It's not like Teacher Yu's thong, which only has a few threads!!" Qi Yuncheng lifted it up with both hands and performed it vividly without any real objects. "
"Don't mention it!!"
The voice fell.
Many of the people below thought of coke in their minds. At first they said it was too old, but now they have returned to their original intention.
Several people in the key scenes all thought that this kid didn't calm down at all after getting married, but instead became more serious. It's really okay.
And Shi Fukuan listened to the whole process interestingly. They said that cross talk can handle these three vulgarities? Just laugh.
"Let's not talk about Teacher Yu's thong, let's talk about Uncle Sun, who teaches physical education."
"Huo oh, he teaches physical education?" Luan Yunping just finished gesturing his figure, looking a little incredible.
"We students had to carry Teacher Sun out of the office when we were running. There was a mahogany armchair on the playground. Teacher Sun leaned back, and Luan Yunping and I kept stuffing ourselves behind!"
Without saying a word, Qi Yuncheng began to bend over and try to feel the large pieces of fat. When it was stuffed, Luan Yunping said, "I want to ask if Yue Yunpeng was really leading a dog back then?"
"You won't allow people to fatten up?" Qi Yuncheng finished his movements and drew a circle near his neck, "There is a whistle hanging here!"
"Who is the whistle?"
"When he blows the whistle, the students run away."
"Let me see how it works."
Holding the whistle in his right hand, Qi Yuncheng held the table with his left hand and kept panting, exaggerating each time. When he saw it, Luan Yunping complained, "You have finished blowing these few puffs."
"Beep~~~Ouch! He's dead!"
"As for that?"
"The students ran away, leaving only two to ask Teacher Yu to lead them away and rescue Teacher Sun."
"Then it still needs to be rescued."
"But to be honest." Qi Yuncheng suddenly sighed, "Teacher Yu is so old, it's not easy. He can't just take a few breaths and enter the classroom like a young man. The old man ran down and entered the classroom and was breathless, but he couldn't.
The students were still waiting for class, so they let the breath go down.
Qi can go downwards."
"Of course you can go down." Luan Yunping said with certainty.
"Qi'er is like life. I covered my mouth and didn't want to breathe any more. Qi'er also thought, this wicked person is blocked, so let's go down."
"Did you think this out of anger?"
"Go down and look, see if there is any light, eh!" Qi Yuncheng suddenly saw something, and he was visibly happy, "Hey, there seems to be a light in front of you, flickering!"
"Just don't describe it."
"Come out while there's light. Beep! Bang! Tah! Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
"Yes." Luan Yunping laughed in amusement, "Is the air released? Don't you bring something else with you?"
Qi Yuncheng waved his hands. He was extremely uncomfortable on the stage. He squinted his eyes and said, "A puff of smoke was expelled from the middle and lower part of the back. The whole classroom was enveloped in thick smoke and Teacher Yu could no longer be seen. Guo Qiling was so frightened at such a young age that Elder Sun took away his magical powers.
Bar!"
"Hey! Elder Sun is still rescuing him. Where did he come from?"
"Teacher Yu came out of the mist in twenty minutes, of course..." Qi Yuncheng suddenly smiled, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Teacher Yu was also ashamed, a teacher's dignity, but at this age I couldn't hold it in, so I later thought if there was a way to stop it a little bit.
.”
"Block it up?" Luan Yunping was stunned when she heard this.
"How about some grapes?"
"Okay?"
Qi Yuncheng grinned, "The problem is that grapes break easily."
Luan Yunping: "Hey, it's easy to get your pants dirty."
"The key is to sit down after blocking it, and it snaps in half."
"how?"
"Uncle Yu is wearing a thong!!"
"Don't mention it!"
Luan Yunping pulled it off, and the laughter in the theater was still loud. Uncle Yu and the thong were already standard accessories in the hearts of the audience.
And Yu Qian, who has been talked about all the time, can't do anything with his hands behind his back behind the curtain. Normally, it's fine. He can say whatever he wants. The key is that his master is still here. What's the thong, what's the dirty underpants, oh, I don't know how speechless it is.
.
I was too embarrassed to talk to Master.
But it doesn't matter if you see the master laughing constantly, as long as the children and the audience are happy.
On the contrary, he, the uncle, began to think about Yuncheng's arrangements for the future. He had only had ten days of rest after his wedding. After rest, he had to rush to perform today, and then he would be busy for several months.
Logically speaking, you can take your family members to the performance, but my daughter also has her own things to do, so it's probably difficult enough.
Just as he was thinking about it, he raised his head and the master beside him suddenly asked, "Degang, what plans does the child have for the second half of the year? I heard that he was very busy in the first half of the year."
Watching the child's performance, Guo Degang suddenly curled up his lips and said, "The first half of the year is indeed like this. The second half of the year will be a little easier, but it won't be much easier.
I haven’t even spent my honeymoon yet, so I’m here to perform, and my son will have several commercial performances in the next few days,”
"Is the schedule so full?"
Hearing his uncle's sigh, Guo Degang couldn't help but notice something, "Do you have any plans?"
"I can't talk about any plans." Shi Fukuan waved his hand, "I just want to wait until this Chinese New Year to take the child to the Tianjin Spring Festival Gala to talk about it.
There is already news here, all we need is for the contact person to agree. But it’s still very early, so let’s talk about it first.”
"You are flattering the child, so if there is anything else you can agree to or not, the child will definitely go."
"It is better to seek the children's opinions, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with the arrangements at the end of the year."
"Also, there is a balance between life and work."
Guo Degang was silent for nearly a second, because at the end of the year he had promised to give his children time to have children, but it was not a big deal, so he gave his husband a guarantee.
"Don't worry about this. I will arrange the time. When the child comes down, I will give him a mouthful."
Shi Fukuan nodded and looked back at the stage, but now he began to plan a program for the Tianjing Spring Festival Gala. This program was something he had talked about with his partner Yaowen, and it would be quite good to do one with his disciple and grandson now.
After so many years, he missed his old partner all the time, especially when he saw the children getting up one after another.
The same goes for Yue Yunpeng. When Hou Yaowen came backstage and fell ill, it was Xiaoyue, a big-hearted guy, who rubbed Hou Yaowen's back.
But at that time, they paid no attention to Xiaoyue, who was just a student-like child.
Qi Yuncheng was similar, after all, he wasn't popular at that time.
However, whatever was not popular at that time was fine. What was popular at the time is now considered dead.
After taking a deep breath, Shi Fukuan continued to listen to the child's cross talk.
…
Qi Yuncheng: "Uncle Yu was out of paper in the toilet. He saw Sun Yue coming: Fatty, give me some paper!
Take out the paper and give it to Teacher Yu, and take off the whistle from Teacher Sun Yuesun's neck and hang it on a nail."
Luan Yunping was puzzled and pointed to the hanging place, "Teacher Yu's bullet necklace is also on it."
"Only one nail!"
"Is this where you hang up?"
"Put Uncle Sun's whistle and Teacher Yu's bullet together. After putting them away, start squatting in the toilet. Squat, wipe your pants! Wipe your pants! Oh~~ wipe your pants, wipe your pants!"
"Did he speed up?"
Qi Yuncheng pointed with his left and right hands, "The two of us were squatting next to each other, and hearing the sound aroused our appetite."
"I've never heard that going to the toilet can arouse appetite."
"I remember my favorite thing when I was a kid, tahini and brown sugar!"
"Ha!" Luan Yunping was disgusted behind the table, "It's so disgusting."
"Teacher Yu said that I would buy one in a while, stand up, tie my pants, and leave. I would go out and come back."
"What's going on?"
"I forgot to wipe it. I've finished it..." Qi Yuncheng's expression was strange. He suddenly looked to the side and was stunned. He pointed slowly and said, "The little bullet seems to be still hanging there."
"Don't forget this."
"Teacher Yu thought to himself that if I brought this over to get it, Fatty Sun would laugh at me, so he blocked Fatty Sun with his body and reached out to touch the end of the rope, but the whistle came off as soon as he touched it."
"Yes, the one hanging from the rear must be in the front."
"Uncle Sun Yue's whistle is custom-made, made of pure iron, weighing twelve pounds!!!"
"Never heard of it!!!" Luan Yunping gasped behind the table, "A twelve-pound iron whistle?"
Qi Yuncheng pinched the length and said, "Teacher Yu used such a big iron whistle to block Sun Yue, poof!!!"
"Ouch!"
"Everyone, you think the bullet is only this big, and it has a sharp point at one end!" Qi Yuncheng pinched the length with his index finger and thumb, but it was half shorter than the iron whistle, and then stuffed it back, and then jumped around after stuffing it.
away from the microphone.
Luan Yunping responded with a smile, "Is it true that Teacher Yu still stuffs you with stuff?"
"Let's go, but today is different! Big iron whistle! Poof!" Qi Yuncheng pretended to be a character, staring ahead in a daze as if he had seen a ghost, and there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes.
Incomprehension and pain.
Once this expression was in place, the audience couldn't stop laughing.
"Hahaha! It's so awesome. I really thought Uncle Yu had stuffed it into it."
"Why do I always feel like this is true?"
"The cross talk is made up, this paragraph is true."
"It's absolutely true. Uncle Yu can't destroy his character no matter what he does."
…
The audience laughed and complained one by one. Luan Yunping watched her partner from the side but did not dare to move at all, for fear that any movement would increase the trauma.
After waiting for a long time, Qi Yuncheng finally made some movements, but it was still abnormal and he was limping slowly as if he was about to die.
And even if it was just a few movements, many of the people below couldn't stop laughing when they looked at the actors. They liked listening to Teacher Yu's stories more than traditional jokes, especially this one.
After all, can you understand all the traditional jokes and Guankou Zhen? Not necessarily, the audience group is getting bigger and bigger. Many people start with the funnier jokes when they know Deyun, and then go on to learn about traditional things after getting to know Deyun.
Anyway, the audience will get whatever they like, and they really have to show their feelings. The original cross talk drama was an example.
But at this moment, although many of the actors in the side scenes were watching the performance, Yue Yunpeng from the previous performance was standing in the back and tinkering with the thing that his senior brother was singing in the background.
It’s fun to think about it. I wonder if I could try to write more. If so, what words should I add next?