Chapter 547 Your father died, your mother remarried, go forward
Chapter 547 Your father is dead, your mother has remarried, and you have taken a step forward! [Please subscribe]
Author: Yexingmao
Chapter 547 Your father is dead, your mother has remarried, and you have taken a step forward! [Please subscribe]
"Just tell me on stage, not you yet." Ma Zhiming explained.
"I understand what you mean, but who can understand it if you say it this way?"
"It was only after I wrote this that I got in touch with you. However, I didn't mean to write this with any bad intentions, but I was also hated for writing this."
Huang Clan knew that during that period, there was no quiet time in the cross talk circle. Even Ma Zhiming was criticized by others, so he said, "Look, it's actually a good intention."
"Yes, I wrote it to promote stability and unity. I wonder if any of you who are older still remember the slogan at that time."
Ma Zhiming stretched out his hand and clasped his fingers and muttered, "Seize the opportunity, deepen reform, expand opening up, promote development, and maintain stability. This was written under such circumstances."
The young master said.
The elderly people present suddenly had their memories back to the past, and felt friendly in their hearts.
There is indeed a huge difference between the then and now, and it is developing rapidly.
Feeling the atmosphere, Ma Zhiming was happy, "We wrote this to tell people not to get hung up on trivial matters like rubbing shoes and socks."
Huang clan name nodded and followed the words, "It's not worth it."
"The joke is about our Tianjin. When we get up in the morning, it's time to go to work. The streets are busy with traffic. This person pushes this bicycle and presses that person's foot.
In fact, there was a little mud on it, but it was not suppressed."
"It's not serious."
"I want to apologize, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Ma Zhiming looked helpless, "Isn't this the end of it?"
"Isn't that all?"
"It's very simple, but this person's quality is a little low. After pressing his feet, he just pushed the cart and left as if he hadn't pressed his feet. That person quit."
"Look."
Suddenly lowering his head, Ma Zhiming glanced at his shoes, patted them a little, then raised his head and akimbo to stare at the man's condition, giving him the feeling of a common man in the market.
"Hey! I'm talking about you. You're such a big guy! Be careful when pushing the cart!"
"Ha ha ha ha!!!"
"Oh~~"
Recreating the feeling of the performance back then, especially the slightly thinner voices of the characters, the audience was instantly agitated. Not to mention the audience, Qi Yun Chengdu, who was looking at Ma Laozu from the side, was a little excited.
When I heard about his old man's dispute, it was very classic.
Nowadays, the reappearance of classics is enough to touch the DNA, so I understand why the audience is happy.
In the midst of the commotion, Ma Zhiming looked at the audience and said, "As soon as these words came out, I didn't listen to them."
"That's not the case."
"This Lord is not ambiguous either."
Ma Zhiming pushed the bicycle and held the faucet, "Oh? What are you doing? What are you doing?
What else happened? You pressed my feet.
Hey, you deserve the pressure on your feet, and you deserve the pressure on your mouth."
One sentence and another round of laughter suddenly appeared.
The audience obviously loved this joke.
"Hey, let me tell you, please keep your mouth clean. Why are you swearing?
Swearing? Swearing is good."
As soon as he turned around, Ma Zhiming's voice became thinner again, his hand movements were unambiguous, and then he turned the faucet around again, "Huo? What's wrong with that? What can you do? I tell you not to do this.
Which one am I? If you say that, don’t leave and stop the car.
Drag my car? Do you believe me if I drag my car?
Let's go to the police station and take care of it.
Is your family running the police station? Come on, I don’t expect you anywhere!"
"Have you gone?" Huang Zuming asked.
"Just because of this matter, the two of them actually went there. When they arrived at the police station, the police were working. When they saw the two men coming in, they were very aggressive...
…”
At 1510, Ma Zhiming re-enacted this cross talk on the stage.
It was really fun. At first, the two of them had to go to the police station because of trivial matters. The police in the police station had a solution.
Just leave them alone for a while and don't let them deal with it, and they won't be able to deal with such a small matter.
In the end, the two of them stayed together for a long time and realized that it was not a problem, so they took the initiative to reconcile.
Because I have things to do at hand and I can’t wait.
Then I went over to the police and told them that the two of them were joking around and were very good brothers. The curses were not just curse words, but verbal abuse.
Completely full.
This is also the reason why classics are indeed meaningful.
Finally, after Ma Zhiming and Huang Zuming finished their performances, there was constant applause and noise in the auditorium, which directly raised the entire cross talk venue to an unknown level.
Then the pressure is on Qi Yuncheng. There are not many young people who can take over the young master's job.
The main reason is that he doesn't do many roles, and he can't get enough roles, so he has more exposure.
So even though he has performed in many places, he was quite excited on the sidelines. After all, this was the last show of the day.
If the finishing work is not done beautifully, the event will still not be considered a complete success.
But I have to sigh that the audience is really waiting for the last cross talk today.
"Man, isn't this atmosphere low?"
Yu Qian was also in the background at this moment, measuring his workload, and when he saw Young Master bowing, the applause could be said to have gone away, one after another.
The second one should be a bit gentler, and Ma Zhiming is also going for a gentle performance. After all, the dispute is not that explosive, it is just a trivial matter between two ordinary people.
But I like him, he loves everything he performs, and the reappearance of classic jokes ignites the audience's enthusiasm.
Because of this, both Ma Zhiming and Huang Clan felt a little complicated when they were named.
Neither of them expected this to happen. They thought it would be enough to just tell a joke and let their children save their money.
Now it is very lively.
If he had known this, he would not have given the child second place, even if he had put the program first.
"Thank you both for your performance! Then please enjoy the cross talk "Praising the House"! The performers are Qi Yuncheng and Yu Qian!"
The actor thought it was his own business, but the host still went up to announce the curtain.
Say the name.
Qi Yuncheng and Yu Qian then took the stage in a lively atmosphere. The moment they took the stage, the audience was visibly agitated and applauded continuously.
After all, the former also has a lot of popularity and traffic.
But obviously there are still many viewers who are uneasy after being affected by the cross talk just now.
Being uneasy is almost the same as the opening scene.
But was it difficult for Qi Yuncheng to handle the opening scene? He was an actor from a small theater, so he was confident that he could take on Ma Laozu's role.
Typhoons are not chaotic at all.
Stand behind the microphone and speak steadily.
"This evening, you all are tired of clapping, because today we have invited many seniors to assist us.
Thank you also to all of you and gentlemen for your encouragement and support.”
"Yes!" Yu Qian nodded beside him.
"I am still very young and a student. I came to Tianjin to perform. I was very happy and nervous throughout the performance.
I am happy that I have the opportunity to report to the elders in Tianjin, but I am worried that the old gentlemen are helping me.
Flattered.
Especially the previous cross talk, I understand it well.
Mr. Ma Zhiming Ma is also a performance by my ancestor Ma and a buddy next to me."
After the words fell, the audience below were all happy.
Yu Qian, who was nearby, was unprepared and stopped him quickly, "Wait a minute, what's going on? Brother, Mr. Huang is an old gentleman."
"Then I don't care. I listen to Old Ancestor Ma. As long as he says so, I accept it."
Ha ha ha ha!
Young and old men had a lot of fun.
There is no big or small thing on stage, but there are rules off stage.
Qi Yuncheng used the cross talk in front of him and linked it up, which also made people laugh.
As for Ma Zhiming and Huang Clan, who had just stepped down, they were also amused.
I was originally worried about what to do with the child, but it seemed unnecessary. The child was indeed very smart.
His smashing and hanging skills are terrible.
As for the Huang family name, he may not be too familiar with Qi Yuncheng, but he has also spoken to him, so he is not considered a stranger.
So I didn't care about the rhetoric at all. Instead, I looked at the stage happily and gave a thumbs up, "Okay! This kid is really awesome. He feels very good on the stage."
"I said yes."
Ma Zhiming smiled and nodded beside him.
In the past, Qi Yun was performing drum music and storytelling in Chengdu, which was enough to make people feel good. Now when he talks about cross talk, he has entered his true profession.
Once I entered the industry, to be honest, it was indeed better than the other two.
That's why this smash has some color.
Guo Degang didn't say much, and he didn't say much at all. Throughout today, he spoke very little.
However, if a child goes on stage to talk about cross talk and gives his own style, that is a sure thing.
If he didn't have confidence in him, the master wouldn't let him do this at all.
Amid laughter, Qi Yuncheng continued, "This is all a joke. The old man gave me, a junior, an assistant role. It's a great honor for me to be a student."
But I have to introduce myself when I get on stage."
"Do you still want to introduce me?" Yu Qian looked at the child and spoke.
"The introduction is not to introduce me, but mainly to introduce you! Teacher Yu Qianyu!" Qi Yuncheng looked at his uncle, "The two of us are actually not too few partners. In the early days, Teacher Yu often measured one for me, and we have a good relationship on stage.
.
But I basically don’t move around in private.”
"Why aren't you moving around? Is the relationship bad?"
"Not enough friends!"
"Wait a minute!" After stopping again, Yu Qian asked doubtfully, "Who is not a friend?"
Qi Yuncheng waved his hand and explained, "I'm not saying that you are not a friend enough, nor am I a good person. It's that the relationship between the two of us is not enough to be a friend."
The more he talks, the more confusing he becomes. Yu Qian still doesn’t understand, “Can the two of us reach it?”
"Yes! Do you know what a friend is? As the old saying goes, fair-weather friends, if you treat me to a drink, I'll treat you to a meal; if you treat me to a cigarette, I'll treat you to tea; if you treat me to perm my hair, I'll treat you to a bath."
"Okay! I can't run away from these three things."
When it comes to drinking, smoking, and perming your hair, the audience understands.
Then Qi Yuncheng continued, "It's a back-and-forth contact! But you don't care if you contact me because Lao Yu's family is rich."
"That's true." Yu Qian confirmed with a smile.
"Teacher Yu is also very kind. Being friends with him will ensure that I won't suffer any loss. I don't care what you give me. I can't get much out of you, so I feel a little ashamed."
"Thinking too much."
Qi Yuncheng patted his coat and put his hands into the sleeves, feeling a little poor, "I don't have to think about my position."
"It's okay, let's keep in touch."
"Real contact?"
"Contact!"
"For example, I was staying at home, and someone sent me a message. Did you hear that? Teacher Yu is hospitalized, and the surgery caused severe bleeding, which is very painful."
"What's wrong with me? I'm still bleeding profusely?" Yu Qian looked at the man behind the table and asked.
Qi Yuncheng turned his head and looked at the uncle, "You have hemorrhoids."
"This illness may lead to severe bleeding."
"When I look at the hemorrhoids... although I say it won't kill anyone, the burning is very uncomfortable. I have to see the patient. Is it appropriate to go empty-handed? I have to buy something anyway.
Anyone who knows, Teacher Yu is a big smoker, so get some cigarettes and bring some food."
"What to eat?"
After hesitating for a while, Qi Yuncheng said more seriously, "I went to the kitchen to fry up a few jars of hot sauce for you to eat."
"Are you going to do any harm? Do you have to make me paralyzed?"
Hahaha!
The auditorium ebbs and flows with laughter.
Qi Yuncheng looked innocent and said, "This will give you half a bowl of rice more."
"I'm hospitalized for hemorrhoids. You gave me a jar of hot sauce. Am I okay?"
"Why can't it get better? Lazi belongs to cold, so it actually removes heat."
"I can't stand it if I eat too much."
"Just to give you an example, I can bring you something anyway. Let's keep in touch with each other more! Once your hemorrhoids are cured, I will get married and take a wife. I will send you a letter. You can do it."
Yu Qian nodded and said in a determined tone, "Of course I'm here, and I'm not empty-handed."
"Yes, you and I know very well." Qi Yuncheng began to gesture with his hands, "Two pure wool blankets, four satin quilts, and an LCD TV worth several thousand yuan.
I couldn’t carry it myself, so I had to take someone to carry it inside.”
"It should."
"Is it appropriate to spend so much money?"
"It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter to you, but I feel uncomfortable because I owe you a favor and I have to pay it back when the time comes.
Not long after, your father died."
"..."
Looking stunned, Yu Qian stood dumbly behind the table. This look seemed a little unexpected that Qi Yuncheng would be so ruthless and directly say death on the spot.
Qi Yuncheng didn't care about the uncle's appearance, "When I heard this, I thought, oh, this has to go, I have to go to express my condolences and comfort you.
Nowadays, we no longer pay attention to buying wreaths and making paper people and horses.
I found a piece of paper and wrapped it with a KFC coupon offering 10 yuan off when I buy 50 yuan and sent it over."
As soon as I said it, I was not unhappy, and then Yu Qian was even more happy when he complained, "Okay! Then I have to spend dozens of dollars to use this coupon."
"You're not in a hurry, I'll bow down there! In the new year, my wife is in confinement and raising a fat boy. I have a letter for you, can you not come?"
Yu Qian was smarter this time and said angrily: "I won't come!"
"Why don't you come?" Qi Yuncheng didn't understand.
"All the good things are on your side? What about on my side? Apart from being hospitalized, I will be dead? Is that true?"
Qi Yuncheng: "Give me an example."
Yu Qian: "It doesn't matter if you give an example. You have to match the good and bad things."
Qi Yuncheng: "Of course, people are like this all their lives, good and bad."
Yu Qian: "How can I do anything good? Tell me!"
Qi Yuncheng: "Your father is dead!"
Yu Qian: “Is this a good thing??”
"Don't be busy!" Qi Yuncheng stopped and thought again, then said happily, "Your father is dead, your mother has remarried, and you have taken a step forward."
"Fuck you."
Ha ha ha ha!
"Xu~~"
There was a lot of this baggage in the cross talk. Amidst laughter, Qi Yuncheng looked at the uncle and said, "No, your young family is living a good life, but the old man has a problem of loneliness.
You have to think about it.”
"What to consider!"
"Don't be angry. To give you an example, let's say your family is rich and has a good life. Your family has a big business and a lot of foreign wax."
"Why do you need so much foreign wax? There should be mules and horses!"
"Yes! Your family has thousands of hectares of fertile land, forests of trees, warehouses of rice and flour, piles of coal, gold and silver, coins, knives, piles of cash, flocks of mules and horses, pens of chickens and ducks, ponds of fish and shrimp, sets of brocade clothes, colorful
Satin is made into boxes, hairpin rings are paired, good things are carried, delicious food is finished..."
Word by word.
Qi Yuncheng started the first part of this traditional paragraph and entered the real life at the same time.
However, tradition is tradition, and it can be seen that in addition to the liveliness of the jokes, many aspects have been changed by the actors.
It is impossible to repeat a word in cross talk without changing it.
And listen to the child's words.
The elders in Tianjin did not have the mentality to find fault, they truly appreciated it and it was really comfortable to listen to it.
The tone and rhythm are so solid.
Even Ma Zhiming thinks it's good, but this is not a matter of talent, it can only be the result of his hard work.
If you have talent and are willing to work hard, who wouldn’t like him?
So he subconsciously looked back at Guo Degang and said to him, "You can do it as an apprentice. There are more than just a few things that are outstanding."
If it can match your performance back then, the effect of the whole performance will be just as good."
Hearing the master's praise, Guo Degang smiled and said, "You praise me."
"It's not easy to educate such a good boy. All three aspects are solid."
This time Guo Degang did not follow the old man's advice, "In fact, it is the child who knows how to learn. He loves folk art."
"Look at it." Ma Zhiming took a deep breath, "I can always see it."