The first scene was performed by Zhang Delin's team in person, in order to mobilize the atmosphere.

As soon as he heard Zhang Delin's name, the audience was all boiling!

"It's actually Zhang Delin, this is a state-recognized veteran artist!"

"Good guy, I'll just say where can I hear the real old talk, I'll be here in the future!"

Many viewers who know the old way of talking.

Some people who don't know understand it when they listen to the people around them.

It turns out that the other three theaters are all cottages, but this is the authentic one.

In the audience, Liu Qianrun's faces were not very good-looking, this is a business grab.

"Let's watch first and see what we can perform!" Liu Qianrun said coldly.

At this moment, the lights on the stage gradually dimmed, and Zhang Delin walked onto the stage with a group of old artists.

Liu Qianrun's faces were gloomy.

"Military Academy!" Zhang Delin shouted.

With just one shout, the audience was in a stir.

Zhang Delin shouted extremely hard, cheering for his grandson, he must be 100% serious.

Absolutely, this is the real old-fashioned, what are the things that are watched in other places.

"Okay, it's the same as what you see on TV!" Wang Chen said in surprise.

It is a great thing to be able to see professional veteran artists come to perform, which is a great thing for a music lover like him.

"There will be a sound of earthquakes. ”

"Man in armor and saddle immediately!"

……

The song is melodious, like a hammer smashing into everyone's hearts.

"Good!"

The crowd in the audience shouted.

"What can I do?" said someone worried.

"His fares are more expensive than ours, and we are cheaper. Liu Qianrun said stubbornly.

On the stage, Zhang Delin continued to sing: "Urge the green-maned horse!"

"Hey!"

"Haojie dares to take the lead!"

"Hey!"

On the stage, everyone's bodies swayed with the rhythm, with the most primitive shouts on the yellow earth, their posture was natural, without the slightest artificiality, natural, and became one with the song.

The audience was already immersed in the picture depicted in the song, and everyone's eyes were wide, looking at the performance on the stage, and their hearts were roaring.

Huayin roared, and roared out all the sullen resentment and depression in his heart!

At this time, Zhang Delin rushed to the front with the bench.

He threw the stool to the ground, and smashed it down with a piece of jujube wood in his hand.

"Bang!"

The audience felt as if their hearts were trembling, and they exuded a feeling of comfort.

That's the old way!

This is the real old man!

This smash, the person who smashed it was clear, and the person who smashed it was physically and mentally comfortable!

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhang Deyun is still smashing, this inadvertently created action has become an old-fashioned signature action, if anyone doesn't smash the stool, it is not an old-fashioned move.

"It's Haojie urging the horse...... Enter!"

Zhang Delin played the moon qin, his body writhing with the rhythm.

The last word, all the old artists sang together.

"The outpost soldier reported it!"

Zhang Deyun was still smashing on the bench one by one.

"Hey...... Hey ......"

The crowd echoed in unison, singing until the music died out.

After singing the song, the audience burst into fierce applause.

A major is a profession, not something that ordinary people can compare.

After seeing such a performance, the other performances are a little bleak.

After the old artists finished performing, they went straight to the stage.

Zhang He walked onto the stage, took the microphone and said: "Everyone who performed just now should know each other, but we don't only have them in Hugou Village, there are other artists, and the next performance is Zhang Yusheng's performance team, which brings you a song "Scolding the Open Road"!"

This song was performed at the theater in Huashan, but at that time, most of the tourists who came to see it were tourists, and there were very few locals.

Today's performance here is very curious.

"I've never heard of this one!" the audience wondered.

Zhang Yusheng held the Yueqin in his hand and walked onto the stage with a group of artists.

The first time he performed in such a theater, Zhang Yusheng's heart was also very nervous.

"Yu Shengye, the stage is handed over to you!" Zhang He said with a smile.

With that, he walked off the stage.

Zhang Yusheng took a deep breath, threw away all the distractions in his heart, and sang loudly.

"Fingers open the way and shout and swear!"

A voice that caused a sensation in the theater.

The audience's eyes widened, good guys, this is really hard work!

"Hey!" the other artists should stomp their feet together.

"I'll scold you for being ignorant!" Zhang Yusheng was excited, and his voice became louder.

Excited, I can't help but be excited, there was Zhang Delin before, he didn't have a chance to sing, and now he is the lead singer and the player of the moon qin, which is a recognition of him.

"Hey!" the crowd continued to stomp their feet in response.

"Yesterday King Liang ordered you!" Zhang Yusheng sang loudly with emotion.

"Hey!"

The audience was all attracted, it turned out that the old artist was not only Zhang Delin who sang well, but also so many people.

"Why don't you listen to it!" Zhang Yusheng's eyes were shining, and he was still singing.

This is an opportunity, and the greatest blessing for the old man.

"Hey!"

"It's okay to lose Cangzhou!"

"Hey!"

"Yanzhou Ground Wind Lamp!"

"Hey!"

"Don't look at King Liang's face yet!"

"Hey!"

"Push out the gate and ask for beheading!"

"Hi...... Hey!"

After singing the song, Zhang Yusheng stood up excitedly, and all the artists stood up.

They all bowed before stepping off the stage.

The stage is left to the rest of the troupe.

Zhang He opened this field, and he also wanted to cultivate a large number of veteran artists, so that they could have stage experience.

After these people came on the stage, the audience was also very strong and applauded.

Although Zhang Delin Zhuyu is in front, the people behind him also sing well.

At the very least, this time I sang several new tunes on stage, which I had never heard in the audience before.

"It seems that this kid is really the old heir of the Zhang family, and there are new songs, he will come here in the future!" Wang Chen muttered.

There is always a time when old tunes get tired of listening, and new tunes come out with freshness.

The faces of Liu Qianrun and others in the audience became even more ugly.

"The next time we perform, let our people come in with video equipment, record it, watch it, record it and learn, they sing new songs, and we sing new songs. Liu Qianrun said in a low voice.

Several bosses discussed it and decided to come to steal the teacher next time.

The first performance ended quickly, and the harvest was very fruitful, and the veteran artists realized the benefits of making money from performing arts.

The most important thing is to get the audience's love, and there is nothing more refreshing than this.

"Lord Delin, we have made a lot of money today, I invite everyone to dinner. Zhang He said.

It's all hard work, Delin played the opening and finale, and the other teams played the middle scene.

The old-fashioned tune is more free, if you have the strength, you can shout a little louder, and if you don't have the strength, you can shout a little quietly, which does not affect it.

The artists who came out to perform for the first time in several villages were very excited, and Wang Xingqiang almost jumped up.

At this time, several restaurants were opened, and after looking around, they finally found an acquaintance to introduce a restaurant, and everyone rushed over.

Zhang He took Zhang Chuan and Zhang Huan, plus Liu Xingwu, who came to watch the play, and more than 20 other artists, opened a large private room, and occupied three tables before sitting down.

At the dinner table, because he had to work the next day, Zhang He did not drink, replaced the wine with tea, and toasted the artists.

"Grandfathers, uncles and aunts, we have all seen today's performance, and the audience still likes our old talk, and we can continue to walk on our old talk. Zhang He said.

Many artists are also very excited, some are smoking cigarettes, and some are drinking one cup after another.

"I really didn't expect that I could sing in an old voice and become famous!" Wang Xingqiang laughed heartily.

He learned the old dialect by chance, met a gentleman of the Zhang family in Hugou Village, saw that he had a good voice, and taught him the old dialect, so he learned the old dialect, but never thought that he would make money by this, and he should still go to work every day, and he should farm and farm.

"We succeeded in today's first battle, and there will definitely be more people coming tomorrow, tomorrow at noon we will talk about the performance in the village, and everyone will have a good rest when we go back tonight." Zhang He raised his glass again.

And they were all fed and drunk, and then they went back to their houses.

The next day, when the artists came back from the field in the morning, Zhang He called everyone for a meeting.

The meeting was about the evening's performance.

Last night's performance was pre-choreographed, and it was not improvised.

It's the same tonight, you have to be responsible for the performance, you have to be careful, the eyes of the masses are bright, you can see whether you sing well or not.

"Yesterday's first scene was sung by Delin Ye, and today the first scene will be sung by Yu Shengye, and choose a song that can mobilize emotions. Zhang He proposed.

Zhang Yusheng on the side crossed Erlang's legs, thought for a while, and said, "Still singing Zhao Yun?"

"I've sung this one too many times, and this time I'll put it in the middle. Zhang He said.

The borrowing of Zhao Yun in the mouth of the old artist is an excerpt from "The Order Shakes the Mountains and Rivers".

"Then sing "The Expedition to the East is Always a Void". Zhang Yusheng continued.

This is the bridge section of "Xue Rengui's Expedition to the East", Zhang Delin and others have sung it before, but there are not many times.

"Then this one, let's let Delin Ye sing the finale, I hope everyone has no opinion. Zhang He smiled.

Everyone has no opinions, Zhang Delin's ability is the most powerful among several people, and everyone is convinced when he goes to the finale.

There are horns in the small theater, and Zhang Delin's team is that corner, and if there are horns, everyone can eat well, just like stars.

But Lao Yan still has a long, long way to go from this step.

The next day, a sign was hung at the entrance of the Laoxiang Theater, and tickets were sold at 6 p.m., and performances began at 8 p.m.

Zhang He squatted in the theater all day, anxiously waiting for news outside.

Just at half past six, Zhang Chuan hurriedly ran in from outside, looking surprised.

"Uncle He, the tickets are sold out, and now there are still some people outside who haven't bought tickets and plan to rush in!" Zhang Chuan shouted.

"Really?" Zhang He said excitedly.

"Really, Uncle He, if you don't go to see it again, it is estimated that there will be a fight at the door!" Zhang Chuan said anxiously.

Zhang He paced back and forth, dancing excitedly, and after a few turns, he said: "Zhang Chuan, you can find it for us, see if there are any small benches, count how many there are, and then come to the door to find me." ”

After speaking, Zhang He walked out directly.

Zhang Chuan was a little confused, but he did so, and he always listened to Uncle He's words.

Outside the theater gate, a large group of spectators stood at the door, not leaving, just smoking and gossiping.

"What are you doing here? We don't start until eight o'clock. Zhang He said curiously.

"The boss is out, you said you have to start at eight o'clock, you can't start at seven?" one shouted.

"Guys, it's not that I don't want to start at seven o'clock, our actors are all farmers in the village, and it will be more than seven o'clock when we come over after the house is finished and have a meal, so I really can't help it. Zhang He explained with a smile.

The group of people at the door are all old lovers who are squatting and waiting for the theater to start, and they won't wait at the door if they don't particularly like it.

"Boss, you won't have a ticket if I'm a minute late, what's the matter? I heard from my friend that he came from town. A man shouted.

Coming out is the solution to this matter.

Zhang He smiled, his eyes swept over the people at the door, and then said, "Who else wants to see those who haven't bought tickets?"

"Me!"

"Me!"

……

A few people shouted, not much, only a dozen people, if there were many people, it would be difficult to do.

In fact, there are more people who want to see the old style but don't buy tickets, but many people leave as soon as they hear that there are no tickets.

Not everyone can't sleep without watching.

At this time, Zhang Chuan ran out, ran to him and panted and said, "Uncle He, we still have twenty stools left." ”

Zhang He nodded, and his heart settled down.

Nineteen people didn't get tickets, there were twenty stools, which was enough.

"Guys, if you don't dislike it, I'll add a stool for you, and you sit in the aisle and listen to the play?" Zhang He asked tentatively.

Although it is a bench, the ticket price will not change, if the audience does not agree, forget it, and it will not be forced.

"Can you add a stool? Boss, you said earlier, I'm going to buy a ticket." A man with a big belly said, and went straight to the ticket office.

Zhang He said hello and asked him to continue selling twenty more tickets, but he had to tell the audience the specific situation and not be deceived.

Even so, twenty tickets were quickly sold.

Everything was done, eight o'clock was around, and the show started on time.

Zhang Yusheng's team took the lead in singing the opening, Wang Xingqiang's team and Zhang Dongxue's team were in the middle, and Zhang Delin's team performed in the finale, forming a specific process, and the audience was very supportive and applauded.

The one-night performance was very fruitful, not only Zhang He, but even the old artists felt that the future was beckoning.