Chapter 51 I have a ticket, Team Luan, you stand up! Everything]
Laughter comes out.
Shaobing, Luan Yunping, and Kong Yunlong, who had just arrived backstage, all came to the side curtain one after another.
Dalin is like a younger brother to them. How could they not watch this younger brother perform on stage?
"This baggage is okay." Kong Yunlong just arrived and said this while tying the collar of his coat.
Qi Yuncheng nodded and agreed with the third brother's words, but still said, "I know what Dalin wanted to do at the beginning.
If we were to introduce it, it might be better to add Yu Qian, who smokes, drinks, and perms his hair.
Also, I didn’t catch what Yan Hexiang said.”
"That's right." Hou Zhen, who stood side by side with Qi Yuncheng, kept nodding, but still praised, "Except for being a little nervous and anxious, everything else is fine.
It's obvious that he has good talent.
But you have to pick the melons."
As for picking melons, it means going to the stage.
But it’s actually quite difficult to pick melons.
Some are very fast and can be picked in about a year, while others cannot be picked in a year or two. It mainly depends on talent.
But as for Dalin, it goes without saying that if you really devote yourself to cross talk, you will definitely make a lot of progress.
This subtle influence cannot be ignored.
Of course, that will all happen later.
Now the crosstalk between Dalin and Yan Hexiang is still continuing, and the preliminary work and entry work are going on smoothly.
But after talking for about twenty minutes.
Sweat broke out on Guo Qiling's forehead. He was really nervous during his first performance. Although the audience laughed, he was still in a state of panic.
Maybe the next sentence will not work.
Fortunately, Yan Hexiang was able to support him, so after the fall, the audience gave him a lot of applause.
It also proves that this opening was successful.
When he saw them coming back, Qi Yuncheng kept a smile on his face and patted Dalin on the back, "It's not easy to say it, look at these tired people with sweat on their foreheads.
Do you have a handkerchief to wipe the sesame cakes?
But I still have to reflect on what went wrong so that I can improve in the next game.”
"Hey, this scene is good enough. Brother Yue and I were both knocked down at the beginning."
Shaobing handed over a white handkerchief. Dalin took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
At the same time, my mood is a bit complicated. It’s really relaxing to watch other people’s performances, just move your mouth.
It doesn't seem like a physical job at all.
Now that we have actually gone up, there are all the eyes, all the noise, all the thoughts and expectations, and then the big light above our head is shining brightly.
Just like pushing him to do cross talk, it is impossible not to get tired.
That's all he did for the past twenty minutes. The thirty, forty, and fifty minutes of cross talk were so terrifying.
But the difficulties were difficult, but they did not disturb his desire to do cross talk at all.
Because the audience was so happy, even if one person laughed, it was worth the effort and gave me a great sense of honor.
Qi Yuncheng exhaled slightly, feeling very happy and relieved at the same time, because when he saw Dalin's expression while wiping his sweat, he knew that he understood cross talk.
No matter how many theories and cross talk you read, it is not as important and transparent as a performance.
But at this juncture, there was no place for him to think more.
The Marquis did not forget his mission this time. The moment Dalin came down, he went up.
"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "People in Jianghu"! The performers are Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping!"
"oh!!!"
"good!!!"
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
With just a curtain call, the hundreds of spectators in the small theater below went crazy, shouting and applauding non-stop.
There is no way, there is no one who can come here who doesn't like Qi Yuncheng, so they all admire him very much.
In addition, the space of the small theater is not as big as that of the big venue, so when you shout like this, the sound hits the surrounding walls and cannot be dissipated at all.
So the sound is getting louder and louder.
Seeing this, Luan Yunping and Yan Hexiang in the background were startled. They didn't expect that Zhang Yiyuan would still be here today.
Very rare.
But as always, just when Qi Yuncheng was about to take the stage, the noise that had not appeared for a while appeared again.
[Ding! The scoring system is on! The score will be scored after the performance, and the score will correspond to the host reward! 】
Hearing this, Qiyun Chengdu was already used to it.
And it really only appears at the most critical juncture.
So I ignored it and walked directly onto the stage with Luan Yunping.
When you step onto the stage and show your face, you are still seven or eight steps away from the microphone.
The original applause and shouts.
at this moment.
Unified into one sound!
This is a good way to praise cross talk, and even better than the word "good", it expresses the audience's love for the two cross talk actors at the moment.
In the sound of eh.
Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping arrived at the cross talk table.
Just haven't spoken yet.
One after another, there were many men and women running over, and they immediately surrounded the stage.
The stage called Zhang Yiyuan is not big, and the edge of the stage is only two meters away from the table.
The actors are completely at your fingertips.
Of course, they didn't come here to join in the fun, they all came to give gifts.
As actors Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping saw this, they naturally had to pick it up. The former thought of his previous steady performances in the small theater.
Because I have everything as a gift.
You can even pack your meals for today.
As expected, after receiving several gift boxes, a man suddenly brought a fragrant roast duck in a plastic bag.
Seeing this, everyone around was happy.
But there are even more outrageous ones.
A girl stretched out her hand hard and kept calling Qi Yuncheng's name. When Qi Yuncheng took it over and took a look, he was stunned.
Because it’s a ticket for today’s matinee.
The words "Deyunshe Zhang Yiyuan" above are particularly clear.
"No, are you giving me a ticket?" Qi Yuncheng looked at the girl and was slightly puzzled, saying that this was the first time he had seen such a situation in so many years.
Then he looked at Captain Luan next to him, "She bought one more ticket to give to me? I can't even afford my ticket, so she bought one more ticket?
Rich woman, this is it!”
Luan Yunping turned around and took a look. She didn't say anything more and continued to place the gifts that her partner had received.
But the next second, Qi Yun achieved something different. He lifted the golden roast duck given by the elder brother from the cross talk table, and then held up the ticket and flashed it.
"Okay, Captain Luan, you can speak alone today. I have a ticket. I'm going to eat roast duck. When you finish speaking, I will save a duck butt for you."
Hahaha!
Give me this sentence.
I was giving out gifts, and the audience sitting behind me were all laughing.
I've never seen actors have so much fun.
It's okay to have your own show and be the audience yourself.
"What a mess, come back quickly."
Luan Yunping couldn't help but stop him. This was just happening. She didn't know what he was going to do, so she immediately grabbed Qi Yuncheng's arm, fearing that he would actually fall down.
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(The ticket delivery is based on Lao Qin’s piece of small theater gift giving. It feels quite fun! In addition, it will be thirty days soon. Readers who have not invested yet, you can invest.)