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The performance of the small theater has officially begun!

Chenyang sat in the specially arranged position of the eldest aunt, listening to it drowsy.

In fact, in this world, cross talk has also developed to a certain extent, but Chenyang is not an insider, so he can't judge whether the development is better or worse than his own world.

However, there are two things that can be determined.

One, there is no cross talk joke in the previous life.

Second, the cross talk jokes in this world are really boring!

After listening to it for less than ten minutes, Chenyang almost fell asleep twice, but it was Wen Xia who kept pushing him next to him so that he didn't lose his rudeness.

However, Chenyang didn't know that Rao was such a small performance, or was clearly seen by Wang Pengfei and Cao Jinyuan, who were performing on stage.

Although they have not been in the small theater for a long time, they are also the new generation of small theaters, and they have studied cross talk hard and kept pace with the times, which time did not make the audience laugh?

Halfway through the cross talk, they have thrown out five or six jokes, and someone actually fell asleep listening to it?!

This is a provocation!

It's a great shame!

When they landed, Wang Pengfei and Cao Jin glanced at each other, teasing the tacit understanding of the long-term cooperation between them, and the moment they looked at each other, they already understood each other's thoughts.

You kid can do it.

How dare you provoke buddies?

Okay!

Look buddy, don't amuse you today!

A burden was thrown out.

Two baggage was thrown out.

Three burdens were thrown out.

Four, five, six......

The burden was thrown out one after another, and the audience laughed constantly, but around the morning sun, the laughter was not very warm, just like Dad, when the fifth burden was thrown, he laughed, and the seventh burden laughed, and the mother's laughter was relatively low, and when the third burden was thrown, she couldn't close her mouth with laughter.

Wen Xia was also laughing, but there was some politeness in the smile, and as for the aunt, it was even more indifferent throughout the whole process.

Of course, I still have a good understanding of Wen Xia and Aunt Chenyang, one of them once loved to study cross talk, and the other was dealing with cross talk all day long, and the laughter of the two people was naturally much higher than that of ordinary people.

More than a dozen burdens were thrown out, Wang Pengfei and Cao Jin looked at the performance of the audience with satisfaction, the laughter was like a gas station, which made their hearts surge, but when they pulled their eyes back and saw the VIP seats, their whole hearts suddenly sank.

I saw that the sleepy teenager just now finally sat up straight, his head was raised, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he nodded from time to time.

The twenty-five-minute show ended, and Wang Pengfei and Cao Jin stepped down depressedly.

The host took the stage to announce the curtain.

Soon, the next show came up again.

Similarly, when they stepped down, they were in a state of mind like a defeated rooster, depressed to the extreme.

And Chenyang didn't know that his nodding gesture and smiling politeness caused a million-ton boxing injury in the hearts of the young cross talk actors who came up to perform.

An hour passed.

An hour and a half passed.

Two hours!

It's finally time to pee!

Chenyang let out a sigh, stood up with his waist bent, ran out of the VIP seat with lightning speed, bypassed the corridor, and as soon as he arrived in the hall, he heard Wen Xia's voice behind him, "Finally out!"

Chenyang turned back.

Wen Xia leaned against the wall of the hall and looked at Chenyang lazily, "Why is it a great writer?

Chenyang shook his head a little embarrassed, "No, no, where do I dare." ”

Wen Xia walked to the sofa in the hall and came to Ge You to lie down, and was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Chenyang, how many hours will your aunt's store celebrate this time?"

Chenyang looked at his watch, "It's going to be an hour and a half, what's the matter?"

Wen Xia said with a sad face, "That's not true." ”

"Then you don't want to hear it?"

Wen Xia especially likes to listen to cross talk, of course, there will be no situation where she doesn't want to listen to it, but looking at her face now, Chenyang can naturally see that this girl doesn't want to stay here.

After a pause, Chenyang said again, "If you don't want to listen to it, it's okay to go first, I'll go back and tell them, just say that you have something urgent." ”

Hearing Chenyang say this, Wen Xia's face flushed, "It's not that I don't want to hear it, in fact...... It is...... You know, I used to like cross talk, so I studied this thing a lot, and I heard all the jokes I performed on stage today," I felt that what I said was wrong, Wen Xia hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that the jokes are not good, it's that I listen to too much, there are just a few that come and go, you know, no matter how good things are, they will be tired." ”

Chenyang smiled, "It's okay, in fact, I ...... too"

As he was talking, he heard the aunt's questioning voice from the backstage, "Don't come? What do you mean? The contract has been signed, and you tell me now that you won't come?" Today is my third anniversary store, Mr. Zhao Rong is the finale of this cross talk, how many audiences are coming to him, what do you let me do if he doesn't come!"

In order to save space and make it easier for the actors to enter and exit, the backstage of the small theater and the small restaurant are connected, and it seems that the front and back of the stage are not far away, but in fact, there is still a certain distance.

Coupled with the sound insulation effect, it is a shout here, and it will not affect the performance at the front desk.

Hearing the aunt's question, Chenyang instinctively walked over, Wen Xia also stood up, and the two of them followed the voice to find the aunt in the lounge.

At this moment, the aunt is holding one hand on her waist, her face is still angry, and on the sofa not far from her left, a young man who looks like he is in his twenties is lying on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and he doesn't even look at his aunt.

Chenyang was a little angry, pushed the door in, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

The young man stood up and said with a face full of indifference, "What's the matter, that's the case, my master and his old man are not feeling well today, if you can afford me, I will go on stage, but the premise is that we have to say okay, I don't have a partner today, the stand-up comedy performance can't be that long, at most ten minutes, you can add extra money, of course, if you look down on it, then I brought it, and there will be nothing for me here." ”

The aunt trembled angrily, and her whole face was bloodless.

Saying so clearly, Chenyang can probably guess what happened, the aunt spent a lot of money to invite Zhao Rong, but Zhao Rong didn't come, as for what to do, although he didn't know, but looking at the appearance of the aunt, it was definitely not really sick.

Zhao Rong is the only cross talk artist in G City, at this time, he picked on his son, and sent his apprentice here to pretend to be a good person, making it clear that his aunt didn't dare to turn his face with him!

Chenyang couldn't get used to this kid's attitude towards his aunt.

Now when I heard this kid say this, he became angry, ", who are you? Which green onion are you here to BB? Your master won't come, right? Okay, we have signed the contract, if he doesn't come, then go through the legal process, Wen Xia, tell him how much the artist will pay for breach of contract without reason." ”

Wen Xia is engaged in publishing, so Chenyang is not worried that she will not know.

Wen Xia couldn't get used to it.

She also liked Zhao Rong's cross talk in the past, but she didn't expect Zhao Rong to be like this in private, the contract was signed and said that if the contract was broken, the contract would be broken, and so many audience pigeons were released.

Hearing Chenyang's question, he didn't think about it and said, "According to the laws of China, if an artist and a merchant sign a contract and breach the contract without reason, the liquidated damages will be at least three to eight times the damages, and if the circumstances are bad, ten times!"