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Chapter 234 What kind of acting is this, especially that little black fat guy? What does this look like? This is it!

 "You guys are tired of living, right? Are you still shouting nonsense? Believe it or not, I blew your skulls off?"

The audience was watching Teacher Yu being happy, and they were squawking like flies. Anyone with a temper nearby would not ignore it.

But these scalpers are indeed not easy to mess with, otherwise they wouldn’t have gathered here to shout, let alone ten of them.

How could I be afraid of this man?

After the leader heard this, he immediately yelled back, "You're the one who's tired of living. It's none of your business if I call you mine.

For this trashy drama, it’s normal to shout.”

"It's called Ni Ma! Do you dare to go out and draw?"

Speaking of this, the scalper who took the lead was happy, and at the same time, several people around him suddenly had the desire to get up.

Because there are so many people, why should he be afraid of this?

But in an instant.

The elder brother who was talking to these scalpers immediately glanced aside. This glance.

More than twenty pairs of eyes came to the seats around me.

Everyone is tall and strong.

There are even several people who weigh more than two to three hundred kilograms.

And there is a banner in hand celebrating Deyun’s fifteenth anniversary.

"It's your uncle! You guys have all come from the Northeast. They are all fans of Teacher Guo. It's okay if you can't find them easily.

I'll cover the medical expenses.

I'll hire a caregiver for you.

But you guys must be destroyed by me.

Come on, don’t you want to fight?

Come on, don’t cause trouble to the theater here, just find a place outside the theater."

One sentence.

The big brother who spoke showed his toughness. They are not afraid of trouble at all. The key is to be able to take action, so don't force them to do anything.

But I was stared at by these twenty or so people.

The scalpers and several mainstream cross talk actors were instantly frightened. Some of them even turned their heads and pretended not to recognize him in order to get up.

Nothing else, I really can’t do it.

I don’t have the courage either.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we won't shout anymore!" The scalper in the lead changed his face instantly.

"Stop shouting?"

"Yes, yes!"

"What about the other people?" Brother Northeast looked at the people following him in other seats.

"The same goes for them. When I look at them, I will definitely stop shouting."

"Okay! Ni Ma shouts again and I will give each of you an electric cannon on the spot. Can't I deal with you people?

Don't think I don't know what you do.

Be careful."

"Hey, okay, we won't shout anymore."

End of a few friendly conversations.

The twenty or so people looked back at the stage, but the scalper and the mainstream person looked as if they had eaten a fly.

Don't dare to make a sound.

As for booing, that's even more impossible.

At this time, Yu Qian on the stage also relied on this look to interpret the subsequent plot.

The plot after that is nothing else.

They were a group of people chatting for a while, and then Uncle Yu, Shaobing, Xiaosi and a dozen other young people sat on both sides of the stage to watch the performance of the 1980s.

"Okay! Dear guests and friends, good evening, everyone! Welcome to watch our cultural program tonight.

On behalf of all our staff tonight, I would like to extend a warm welcome to your arrival.

And I hope tonight’s program will help you spend a pleasant night.

Then our performance officially begins.

The first program, traditional cross talk "Shuan Doll"!

Performers Wang Jianguo, Li Yuejin!



The words fell.

In the eyes of the audience.

Qi Yuncheng and Guo Degang were wearing long coats and walked out while holding their hands.

After arriving on stage.

Qi Yuncheng immediately said, "Thank you everyone, I will tell you a traditional cross talk. This program is really good, and its name is Shuanwawa."

Guo Degang: "Yes!



"You may not know much about this cross talk show, but it is just to amuse everyone."

"That's right!"

"Hey~~" while they were performing, Shaobing suddenly shouted arrogantly from the side, "Go down!"



Xiao Si: "Go down, stop acting, and change the actor."

Yu Qian also stood up immediately and said, "Stop acting, what's the point of acting, especially that little black fat man, what does this look like?"

……

"Hahaha! What you said is amazing."

"This is a public revenge, this is it."

"Teacher Yu, you have spoken your mind."

……

Not long after the two people took the stage, there was another burst of cheers, but this time it was not the audience, but Yu Qian, Shaobing, Xiaosi and the others who were wearing bell-bottom pants.

Especially when the words "Little Black Fatty" came out of the uncle's mouth, the audience immediately burst into joy.

You must know that there is no trace of embarrassment or distress on his expression, and his disgust is vividly displayed.

Because in this day and age, who still listens to cross talk?

But Qi Yuncheng and Guo Degang had to smile and thank each other. After all, it was impossible to really have anything to do with the audience. At the same time, it also reflected the sadness of cross talk in this era.

The booing at the end was really loud.

I could only say thank you, and then I was forced to bow and leave the stage in advance.

After seeing the actor leave.

Yu Qian and the others finally calmed down, sat back down, and waited for the host to announce the curtain again.

"Please listen to the girl's solo below, it's so sweet!



The words fell.

The side curtain of the stage.

A girl walked out.

The girl is wearing a beautiful cheongsam.

Slowly step onto the stage.

When it comes to the wired microphone on stage.

Song Yi quietly glanced at Qi Yuncheng who was going down, then with a smile on his face, he sang this familiar song to the accompaniment.

"Sweet~~ You smile so sweet~~

It’s like flowers blooming in the spring breeze~~

Blooming in the spring breeze~~

Where, where have I seen you~~”

Every line of beautiful singing came out.

All eyes on stage and off stage were on her.

Nothing else.

Beautiful.

So there were bursts of applause and cheers.

I didn’t expect that such a girl could come out of a monk like Deyun.

As for Qi Yuncheng, he was also quite happy, so after being coaxed, he kept staring at his girlfriend.

But at this time Guo Degang muttered, "Yuncheng, your idea is really good. It can be seen that they all like your uncle's appearance and your daughter's performance.

Otherwise today would be quite boring.

But go and get your uncle’s coat.

When the time comes, just add it here to avoid running out of time."

"Okay!"

Nod.

Qi Yuncheng hurriedly went backstage to get his coat, because after the 1980s, we have entered the modern era.

Modern words are naturally related to their Deyun, so they need to appear as a pair again.

And not much time.

The plot of the 1980s is over.

When the lights dim.

The exclusive theme song of Deyun, the leader of the group, sounded on the stage.

"In 2005~~I met someone~~

I often hang out in Nancheng of Yanjing on weekends~~

He is in the teahouse~~talking about his cross talk~~

Now he is the most popular grassroots~~

(Guo Degang’s voice) The moonlight shines brightly in front of the window~ It’s probably frost on the ground~

Look up at the bright moon ~ My name is Guo Degang ~

Are you willing to listen, are you willing to listen, are you willing to listen?"


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