"It's not easy for a layman to do anything." On the stage, Qi Yuncheng couldn't see the uncle painting him a few times. He glanced at Zhou Jiuliang, and at the same time turned back to look at the front where there were not many people. "There is also an actor who changed his career as a singer.

, I believe everyone should know."

"Which boss is it?"

"Gong Yunfu! His specialty is Encountering the Queen's Dragon Robe. When he sings this play, the whole house is sure to be full. Even before it is performed, the whole hall is filled with cheers.

There was a shouting match backstage, it was so bitter~~

But I can’t sing anymore, so I have to sell vegetables.”

"Selling vegetables?" Zhou Jiuliang asked in confusion, "That requires strength."

Qi Yuncheng nodded, "Yes! I am an expert at selling vegetables, carrying hundreds of kilograms of vegetables per load. I walk so energetically. Not only do people have to be energetic, but even the vegetables have to be energetic."

“Why is the food so energetic?”

"If you are an expert in selling vegetables, you will have enough water and the soil will be rinsed clean. Once there is enough water, the vegetables will be fresh. If there is no water, let them dry in the sun for two hours, and they will all wilt."

Especially when selling vegetables, you have to be able to shout."

"Of course you have to shout, otherwise who would buy it?"

"The grocery store shopper in Yanjing, he shouts like he is singing. He shouts out more than a dozen or twenty items in one breath."

When the idea came up, Zhou Jiuliang was very excited and extended his hand as an invitation, "Then you can learn from me and let everyone hear what it feels like."

"That's it." Adult Qi Yun affirmed, looked ahead, and said in a clear voice, "Spicy green peppers, green onions, tender celery, lentils, eggplants, cucumbers, winter melons, buy sea eggplants, radish, carrots

, Bian radish, young sprouts of Chinese toon, garlic and leeks~~"

This part of shouting is considered a must for crosstalk actors, so almost everyone has heard it. Zhou Jiuliang said, "I learned dozens of them in one breath."

"That's right, the old lady singer. He doesn't know how to shout, and he doesn't have the strength to buy a few vegetables and walk down the street carrying this bag."

He picks up the folding fan with one hand and puts it on his shoulder like a pick, while the other hand retracts into his sleeve and pats it underneath with his sleeve. Anyone who has watched Peking Opera knows this posture.

Zhou Jiuliang was even more like this. He complained behind the table, "Why are you still acting like this?"

"I'm used to it. I've been doing it for so many years and I can't forget it. And I haven't opened it even after a long time."

"Why isn't it open?"

"I don't know who to send it to. The last thing I thought about was that I had to shout, take a look at some of the dishes I sell, make up a few words, and give them a shout."

Continuing with his posture, Qi Yuncheng even gave out gongs and drums, "Hey~~Tee, Tee, Tee, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!"

Coriander, celery, spicy green pepper, eggplant, lentils, tender garlic~~

What a big cucumber, who wants it~~

Get two for one copper~~"

"It's really interesting to shout." He said in a flattering tone.

"We really have a buyer, and an old lady came out to buy cucumbers!" Qi Yuncheng smiled, put down his fan, and hugged his hands together. His look and figure looked very much like the old lady.

"Hey, cucumber seller, come here and buy two. The old lady singer thinks about it, how much money can you make by selling two cucumbers? It's a business, right?"

"right."

"Old lady Yanjing is having trouble buying cucumbers." Qi Yuncheng suddenly asked him to explain.

Zhou Jiuliang followed, "Why bother?"

"She didn't just leave the money and take two cucumbers and leave. She had to taste them, pinch a piece and put it in her mouth."

The fan has always been a multi-functional prop. Just now it was a carrying pole, but now it is like a cucumber when held vertically. Qi Yuncheng performed it vividly. He pinched the fan with his fingers, then threw it into his mouth and smashed it with his mouth to enjoy the taste.

"Why do you need to try it?"

"She won't buy it if it doesn't taste good."

"Oh, no, no!"

After a while, Qi Yuncheng recreated the scene and continued to act like an old lady, "Seller of cucumbers, come here and buy two." When the old lady said this, the old actor picked up the cucumber and put it down. His shoulder hurt when he touched it.

Hey, bitter~~

This is not good, the old lady misunderstood."

"how?"

Qi Yuncheng turned his head and looked at the person and said in a low voice, "Is the cucumber bitter? No more."

"Hey, it's so easy to find a buyer, but I blew it off again with just one sentence."

After talking about this gentleman's career change, Guo Degang showed a slight smile on his face, saying it was okay, it really was okay.

If you imitate the master's work for a while, the child's performance will be interesting.

I'm very happy that this is it.

If the child hadn't deliberately said something to them just now, there would be no need to draw one for him. It's not stingy. It's always like this when recording variety shows.

Because he could guess that his senior brother Yu Qian would praise the child 100% and draw a lot of good things for the child.

If you don't draw one yourself, it's really incomparable.

At the same time, behind the microphone, Qi Yuncheng glanced at the barrage. All that floated on the barrage were comments on the performance just now, which were basically good reviews.

This seems ok, it’s a bit of feedback.

But Zhou Jiuliang's situation was a little different. It was my first time to play this part. During the performance, I was thinking about the words I just created and whether the taste was right or not.

Qi Yuncheng could tell, so he looked at him a little longer and amplified his voice a bit, allowing him to perform with peace of mind. "There is also a singer with a colorful face who has also changed his career."

Hearing the voice, Zhou Jiuliang immediately looked at his senior brother and asked quickly, "Oh? Who is the boss again?"

"Jin Shaoshan! He may have a good voice and a good posture, but he was selling watermelons that year."

"You have to pay attention to how you sell watermelons."

"yes!"

Qi Yuncheng spoke with ease at this moment, "I'm an expert in selling watermelons. I have a pushcart. Find a top at the base of the wall, collapse the board on top, and put a piece of blue cloth on it."

Wet him with cold water.

It looks clean this way.

Look at the watermelons stacked very high in the grass circle. The knife used to cut the watermelons is more than a foot long and two inches wide. The watermelons are cut into pieces of the same size. Then take a fan and shout while fanning.

"

This time the folding fan was opened, Qi Yuncheng placed it on his waist and gently fanned it up and down.

"Come here, let's have a piece of it. I'll kill your sweetness. It's two big pieces. Come here, let's have a taste of it~"

"Yes, that's what the watermelon sellers say."

"This is an expert."

"What about you?"

"I'm an outsider." Qi Yuncheng said firmly, "I bought eight watermelons from my doorstep and laid out the planks to set up a stall."

Suddenly remembering something, Zhou Jiu measured it and asked, "Where's the knife? Is there a watermelon knife?"

"Just use a kitchen knife at home. But generally when selling watermelons, you should cut another one after one is sold, and then slaughter all eight of them together."

"Impatient."

"When you cut this watermelon, it has some big pieces and some small pieces. It doesn't look good when you put it there, but the way he holds it is quite nice, holding the kitchen knife like this."

Qi Yuncheng is also someone who has been exposed to Peking Opera and knows all aspects of Peking Opera, so he must know the figure of the painted face.

He gave me a vicious look, and then a colorful-faced Qi Ba came!

Qi Ba is a set of programmed movements on the opera stage. The front chest should not be empty, the back should not be pressed, and the two arms should be rounded.

Logically speaking, it looks good, but it can hold a kitchen knife in your hand.

So after Qi Yuncheng finished the action, he immediately showed fear, "No one in the aisle dared to go there. I would be shocked when I walked there."

"No!"

Suddenly Qi Yuncheng smiled on the performance stage, but as soon as he took a step, his smile dropped, his head moved forward a little, and he spoke softly.

"Who is the watermelon seller going to fight for? We have to go around a bit."

"Everyone is hiding."

"Hiding means hiding from some people, and keeping an eye on those who are fine from a distance!"

Immediately, the two people on the stage became a crowd, shoulder to shoulder, looking towards the one o'clock direction.

After watching for a while, Qi Yuncheng elbowed Zhou Jiuliang beside him, and Zhou Jiuliang subconsciously looked over to listen to him.

"Hey, who are you talking about?"

Zhou Jiuliang looked over again and shook his head, "I don't know."

"There's no one in front of him."
To be continued...