Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 82 Continuation of the pear! 【For subscription】

"In addition, some people still like to go to the theater."

"A play?" Shi Fukuan asked from the side.

"correct!"

After finishing his work, Qi Yuncheng was finally about to get into his own work, and stretched out his fingers to count slowly.

"Peking Opera, Pingju, Bangzi, all kinds of local operas! my country is a big country of operas, with hundreds of them. It's not easy for an opera artist to sing, read and play."

"Is it particular?"

"Oh!" Qi Yuncheng sighed after realizing that this job is not easy, "Take care of your body as well as your mouth to protect your throat.

The big horn of other people's serious singing.

Do not eat cold! "

"This is?"

"Excited!"

"Protect your throat!"

"Don't eat salty ones, for fear of being pickled."

"Ok!"

"Don't eat anything sweet, for fear of getting sick!"

After hearing these few words, Shi Fukuan kept talking beside him, then turned his head and sighed, "Look at how particular this is."

"Even to say, the rice scissors had to twist the sharp ends on both sides."

"Is it that thin?"

"Afraid of getting stuck."

"Oh!" Even though he knew that the child said it in an exaggerated direction on purpose, the master still showed a look of sudden realization.

And hear here.

At this moment.

Shi Shengjie and Yu Kuizhi, who were in the front row under the stage, understood the most, so the corners of their mouths were raised.

They couldn't be more clear, because both of them have good voices.

Also pay great attention to this aspect.

Needless to say the latter.

Don't look at the former's age, but Mr. Shi Shengjie's voice is really not bad, and he speaks softly and gently.

But I have also dressed up and sang a lot of Beijing operas, all of which are delicious.

Among them, many people have heard of his "Let Xuzhou", and he also likes to learn to sing Pingju.

It is precisely because they all love the quintessence of Chinese culture that they are so close to talents in the cross talk and opera industries.

In the end, folk music and art are not separated.

Of course, it is an exaggeration to twist the rice tip.

Moreover, I don't know how the child came up with this weird operation.

"Everyone!"

On stage at the moment.

Qi Yuncheng stretched out his hand to his master respectfully, "If you have a chance, you can watch my master eat.

The two steamed buns are still inside.

The most commendable thing is that no one can touch the other with these two steamed buns. "

"Huo!" Shi Fukuan really couldn't listen anymore, and touched his neck, "I guess my throat can pass through traffic."

"There is also an old man in our quyi circle, Mr. Liu Baoquan who sings Beijing rhyme drum!"

This one name comes out.

Not to mention old age.

Anyone who knows a little more about Quyi knows him.

Really a celebrity.

"This gentleman hardly eats meat, he is mainly vegetarian, and occasionally asks for meat.

Take that beef stew with spinach. "

"Then you still eat vegetarian dishes?"

"That's right, protect your throat to this extent. And cut a pear before going to bed!"

Stretching out his hand, Qi Yuncheng gestured at the feeling of the knife falling, "Cut the big pear into a slice, keep it in your mouth, wake up in the morning and spit it out.

This pear slice is black. "

"How dark?" Shi Fukuan asked meekly.

Touching his chest, Qi Yuncheng explained, "It is to suck out the lung fire and phlegm fire."

"Really fastidious!"

"And I've tried it."

Speaking of this, Shi Fukuan was very interested, looked at the child, "You have been here too, how about your voice?"

"It doesn't work!!"

"is it?"

"Before going to bed, put a piece of pear in your mouth, lie down and sleep, and open your eyes in the morning." Qi Yuncheng pouted with a bitter expression, and subconsciously said, "Why not?"

"Gone?"

"Yeah, what's going on? I tried it for three days in a row. Later, when I was walking the dog, my brother said that it didn't work."

"how?"

"Chew your teeth when you sleep, and just lie there and chew."

"Then eat it." After Shi Fukuan understood, he said something.

"But this reminds me." Qi Yuncheng gestured with two fingers, "I immediately bought two catties of pears and cut them into slices before going to bed.

Make a big plate.

Put it on the head of the bed.

Tell my brother, don't sleep. "

"Why?" Shi Fukuan interrupted.

"Refill this pear for me! As soon as I chew this one, you take a piece, follow it in, and there will always be a piece left."

"Okay!" Shi Fukuan was also amused by the talk, and nodded, "This is pushing down!"

"Wake up and open your eyes the next morning!"

Chucking his mouth again, Qi Yuncheng behind the microphone turned pale because he sensed that there was nothing in his mouth, so he turned sideways and yelled in the direction.

"Get up, what's going on, you, you don't support my work."

Shi Fukuan tilted his head, looked at the child next to him and asked, "Is this not going to continue?"

"Yeah, why didn't you continue?"

After saying this, Qi Yuncheng played the role of his younger brother and replied, "Continue, the two catties of pears will continue in 5 minutes!

Just this is a piece of cake! "

"Good guy!! Hungry hiccup, what's the matter?"

Hahahaha!

With a shake of the burden, laughter rose from the entire studio again.

The audience even gave a lot of applause at this time, which is really good.

At the same time, many people spoke.

"Okay, this is a good burden."

"It seems that he has performed on many stages and has enough experience."

"That's right, so young, are you from the gentlemen's regiment? Or have you ever participated in a cross talk contest?"

"I don't know, but the people brought by Mr. can't be missed."

……

Sentence after sentence.

Most of the people who talked about it were audiences who didn't pay much attention to De Yun.

Even if he knew Deyun, he only looked at Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

The apprentices have performances and commercial performances, so naturally they don't know.

But there was also Qi Yuncheng who knew about it, but they didn't say much about it, because they knew what this actor was capable of from the very beginning when he came on stage.

Laughing.

Qi Yuncheng sighed helplessly, "When I think about it, I'll just be like this, and I won't be able to become a master! After all, it's not easy for people to sing opera, singing and fighting on stage.

Just a lot of words. "

Shi Fukuan nodded, "This is ability."

"But sometimes the audience is not easy to serve, because there are special professional audiences who are very expert in listening to the strength, size, which one is good and which one is not good.

If you make a subconscious omission, the audience can hear it.

Of course there are laymen too.

When I was a child in Tianjing, I went to the gate of Tianjing Grand Theater to see these people as much as I could. "

"is it?"

"For example, the old lady went to the theater in the past. She was not as educated as she is now! Three old ladies sat together and guessed and hacked, and it was fun."

"Still guessing?"

"The widow who sings horses opens a shop, and the three old ladies sit down. After all, there is one who understands."

Come right now.

Qi Yuncheng slightly hooked his body, and then imitated the old lady's eye movements, looking up while talking.

"Come on~ let me tell you, this show is called the horse widow to open a shop, this woman's surname is Ma, the man is dead, so she is called the horse widow!"

"Oh! This is not nonsense!" Shi Fukuan couldn't help complaining again.

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[I was cooking just now, so I was delayed. Don't worry, the agreement will not change! ! 】

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