Song Zheng and Fan Bingbing don't have a clue, in the eyes of professionals, it is not a problem at all, Wang Jinghua accepted it all, Song Zheng naturally couldn't be happy, if he was asked to do it, he would have to hit the wall, and it would be different if he was replaced by Wang Jinghua. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As for why Wang Jinghua was so enthusiastic, Song Zheng had already seen it, as soon as she entered the door with Fan Bingbing just now, Wang Jinghua's eyes never took off Fan Bingbing, and she almost grew on Fan Bingbing.

What kind of idea Wang Jinghua has, Song Zheng still doesn't know!

If you really want to say, Qiong Yao is really eyeless, the old lady probably put all her thoughts on the love of her children, and she didn't pay much attention to the actors under the company, but she didn't find that the original firewood girl was constantly upgrading with age, crossed the village flower, and was directly promoted to the range of beauties.

Who is Wang Jinghua!?

In the domestic agent circle, if she recognizes herself as the second child, no one is brave enough to recognize the boss, and she can see the huge potential of Fan Bingbing at a glance.

Fan Bingbing is leaving Qiong Yao's brokerage company, in Wang Jinghua's opinion, this is simply dozing off and someone sends a pillow, Song Zheng and Lin Xinru are going to start a new stove, just pull Fan Bingbing in and expand the people under her command.

Wang Jinghua did this a bit of a robbery, but Song Zheng felt that it might not be a good thing for Fan Bingbing.

Huayi Brothers and Song Zheng do not agree, but if they are replaced by Fan Bingbing, it will definitely become a big boost to her career.

Song Zheng vaguely remembered that Fan Bingbing in his previous life seemed to be upgrading all the way to fight monsters after leaving Qiong Yao and switching to Huayi, and finally soared into the sky.

The matter has settled, the next thing Fan Bingbing has to do is to wait, wait for Wang Jinghua's news, she is idle now, and she is bored in Song Zheng's house all day long.

There are guests at home, and Song Zheng is not good at going out alone, so he leaves people at home, so he has to accompany him, either exercising, practicing, or reading scripts every day.

Song Zheng felt bored, and Fan Bingbing felt even more bored, but Lin Xinru was not at home, she was really embarrassed, so she asked Song Zheng to accompany her out to play, so she could only call Lin Xinru for help.

Then, Song Zheng received a new task, accompanying Miss Fan Bingbing, who was in a depressed mood, to go out for a walk!

The girl was in a depressed mood, and when Song Zheng heard this word, she almost thought that Lin Xinru was talking about another person.

The daughter-in-law had an order, but Song Zheng didn't dare to disobey it, so from that day on, Song Zheng was busy, at first he took Fan Bingbing to hang around, and then it became Fan Bingbing who took him around crazy.

Song Zheng used to be the most afraid of shopping, and occasionally went out with Lin Xinru, and it didn't take long for him to find an excuse to slip away, but he was stunned to let Fan Bingbing temper it, and he didn't feel tired after a day of shopping.

"I can't walk!"

Before noon on this day, Fan Bingbing began to call, especially when he saw that the old man was even more angry than himself.

When Song Zheng heard this, he looked at Fan Bingbing who looked like he was not depressed and needed to rest, looked around, and saw a teahouse not far away, so he said, "Why don't we go there and rest for a while?"

"What kind of place is this?"

Song Zheng looked at the big signboard in front of the teahouse and said with a smile: "I don't know this, teahouse!"

Don't look at Fan Bingbing who has been in Yanjing for so many years, she really hasn't been to a place like a teahouse, and at that time, she prefers to go to a few more crews to audition and find more opportunities.

Although I was not interested, I saw that Song Zheng was going, and she was really tired, so I had to follow her, and when I arrived at the door, I was about to enter, when I heard someone shouting: "Hey, buy a ticket!"

When Song Zheng heard this, he couldn't help blushing a little, and actually forgot about this stubble: "I'm sorry, how much is it?"

Song Zheng really forgot, because he came here in his last life, and he didn't have to buy a ticket for a long time, he just went in, and no one stopped him at all.

"Twenty-one, tea, snacks, snacks are counted!"

Fan Bingbing didn't understand and asked, "Why do you come to the teahouse to drink tea, and you have to buy tickets!?"

The young man who sold the ticket said with a smile: "We don't just sell tea or anything here, the main thing is to listen to cross talk, hurry up!

Crosstalk!?

Fan Bingbing almost pulled Song Zheng away, she really has no love for this art form, and she usually looks at it twice when she watches the Spring Festival Gala, and it's not funny at all, and it's boring to watch.

But Song Zheng had already paid for the ticket, and in line with the principle of not wasting it, Fan Bingbing still followed in.

Inside, I feel quite spacious, up and down two floors, upstairs with a seat, only a few sporadic sitting, downstairs water benches, square tables around, about 200 seats, about more than half, a table in front of the table, covered with blue cloth square table in the middle.

Directly above the stage, there is a banner hanging one by one, Yanjing Crosstalk Conference!

The name looks like it's quite hanging!

Song Zheng and Fan Bingbing found an empty table in the back and sat down, and ordered a pot of tea, a few snacks, and dried fruits.

Fan Bingbing was obviously very curious about this environment, and kept looking around, seeing that Song Zheng's old god was there, and couldn't help asking, "You~~~ have you been here?"

"Ahh~~~~~~~h ”

Song Zheng really hasn't been here in this life, but he often came in his previous life, but it wasn't here, but Zhang Yiyuan, Tianqiaole, and Sanlitun.

Fan Bingbing obviously didn't believe it, and said, "You haven't been here, why do I look at you so well?"

Song Zheng laughed dryly, and said in his heart: Can you not be familiar? In the past few years when he first came to Yanjing, he spent all day in this place, let alone the place, even the actors who performed on the stage, he was very familiar with them.

Not long after, at the beginning of the show, a big fat host weighing 300 pounds came to the stage to tease the poor, laughter came from time to time in the audience, and there was a unique coaxing sound: ~~~~~~~~~

After the host finished the vernacular, followed by the official opening of the show, two young people came up first, one was dry and thin, and the other was very energetic, these two people will also become wrists in the future, one betrayed the teacher, set up his own door, and cross-border mixing is thriving, and the other is the first to take the lead, create a hip-hop burden shop, and play a piece of the country, but at this time, the skills of the two are still shallow, especially the one who teases, the kung fu is obviously not at home, and the two are talking about traditional cross talk.

Although the heat was almost there, Song Zheng listened to it okay, the burden of the sound was not boring, and he followed the music from time to time, Fan Bingbing was not interested, drinking tea cup by cup, and clattering melon seeds.

After these two people went down, they immediately came up and continued the performance.

are all wearing horse coats, one is an old man, dry and thin, as if the wind is about to fall, the other, the age is very wonderful, said old, looks quite tender, said young, looks very old, belly bulging outward, five short figures, hair is attached to the scalp to leave a layer, and a heart shape is shaved out originally, if it is smaller, it will catch up with the bare ass doll in the youth.

"Okay!" As soon as Song Zheng saw this person come out, he immediately slapped his face and applauded loudly as if he had been pressed the electric door.

Fan Bingbing was directly shocked, stunned for a long time, and asked, "Do you know?"

Song Zheng wanted to deny it, but if he denied it at this time, who would still believe it, so he could only explain: "I have seen him live in other places before." ”

Fan Bingbing glanced at Song Zheng, obviously not believing it, but it didn't seem to matter, she wasn't interested in whoever came up anyway, it was better to attract her to the plate of melon seeds on the table.

Click, click!

Song Zheng hadn't heard these two talk about cross talk for a long time, especially the older one, who felt very upset about the noise made by Fan Bingbing: "Listen to cross talk well." ”

Fan Bingbing glanced at the stage, one looked like pig's head meat, the other wore small glasses, tilted his shoulders, pouted, and said, "What's so good!"

"There are a lot of people here, I'm very pleased!" The fat man lowered the microphone, said the opening sentence, and looked at Song Zheng's eyes, "As soon as I came on stage, I heard a friend applaud, I haven't said it yet, you will eat well!

Song Zheng smiled, hugged his fist familiarly, and the fat man on the stage also returned the salute, and then continued: "Everyone is familiar with this, Mr. Zhang Wenshun, some know me, some don't know me, the student's name is Guo Degang, a small character in the cross talk world, bow to my food and clothing!"

Guangde Building!

Guo Degang!

Yanjing cross talk conference, that is, the future Deyun Club!

When Song Zheng first arrived in Yanjing in his last life, he followed his friends to listen at first, at that time, Deyun Club had already begun to become popular, Song Zheng went almost every day, and in the end, even the actors knew him, and there was no need to buy tickets, Deyun Club was in several places in Yanjing, and no one stopped him when he entered, and he drank wine with Guo Banzhu, and even half-jokingly worshipped Mr. Zhang Wenshun as a teacher, but he didn't learn for a day, but he never forgot to send things to the old man's house in the past.

After being reborn, Song Zheng also wanted to go to Guangde Building, the original birthplace of Deyun Club, to see, but he never had time, and he also wanted to see Mr. Zhang, but when he was reborn, Mr. Zhang had already passed away, and if he saw him again, he always felt a little panicked.

Song Zheng is reminiscing, Guo Banzhu has begun to be poor on stage, this time it is about "Tofu Hall", Guo Banzhu's pouring cross talk is very tasteful, Mr. Zhang held the scene steadily, and from time to time popped out a few wilting words, and just the right words, calm and calm, and see a lot of effort in the ordinary.

Song Zheng often listened to cross talk in his previous life, and he always felt that Mr. Zhang was more praiseful than the one who smoked, drank and burned his head, and Yu Aunt was cute, the old man is a real kung fu, and he really wants to show his skills on stage, and only this old man can suppress Guo Banzhu.

Song Zheng heard Mr. Zhang say what they were like when they were the most difficult in their last life, there were two people on stage, and there was only one audience off the stage, and after performing for a day, even the money to buy wotou and pickles was not enough.

It's 2002 now, and the Yanjing cross talk conference, which has not yet been renamed Deyun Club, is not as difficult as in the first few years, and the actors have expanded from more than a dozen people, and they have only earned ten yuan a day to be able to pay salaries to the actors.

Guo Banzhu's style has not yet reached the level of the future, but it has gradually formed, although it is not smooth enough, but the basic skills are solid, and it can be regarded as natural and smooth.

Song Zheng and Guo Degang have met once or twice in their previous lives, and they don't know much about this person, most of them have heard from others, and they can't say whether they are good or bad, they can only say that they are too fine, anyway, he is not very close.

Compared with Mr. Zhang, whom Song Zheng admires more, the old man has the best work, and his character is first-class, when other people who talk about cross talk are still suffering from poverty, the old man has already made a fortune in business, but he has never let go of his feelings for cross talk in his heart, and Guo Degang partnered, the old man didn't care about money at all, in the early days, almost all his savings were put in, just for the cross talk to be good, but unfortunately he went early and didn't witness the real glory.

Song Zheng thought about it, beckoned the waiter, and asked, "Do you have a flower basket here?"

The waiter was obviously stunned, as if he had never asked this since he came here, and it took a while to react, and he hurriedly said, "Yes!

"How much is a couple!?"

Song Zheng knows how to do it, there is no single flower basket sold in the teahouse theater, and they are all sold according to the pair.

The waiter replied, "There are twenty-one pairs, forty-one pairs, you see~~~~~"

Song Zheng said casually: "Forty!"

"How many couples are you?"

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Do you see that platform?

The waiter was taken aback and said, "Sir, this has to be ~~~~~~ eight pairs to fill up!"

Song Zheng directly took out four hundred yuan and handed it over: "Ten pairs!"

The waiter saw that Song Zheng was serious, not teasing him, so he hurriedly took the money and said happily: "Okay! Wait a minute, I'll send it to you immediately." ”

Fan Bingbing looked at it inexplicably from the sidelines, and couldn't help asking, "Are you crazy!?"

Fan Bingbing knew that Song Zheng was rich, but even if he was a local tyrant, he didn't bring such a waste of money, what did he do, just four hundred yuan, at this time, how much was an ordinary worker's salary in a month!

Song Zheng smiled: "You're crazy, I just like it!"

Well, money is hard to buy!

It's not my money anyway!

Fan Bingbing sulked, and the melon seeds clicked.

The waiter over there had already sent the flower basket, ten pairs were too many, and the small table couldn't fit at all, and the remaining two pairs were placed under the stage.

Guo Banzhu and Mr. Zhang were talking in a bala bara, and they were surprised to see Dute, their mouths did not stop, and their eyes unconsciously floated to the flower basket.

Like teahouse theaters, there are generally flower baskets that are sold, which is equivalent to the audience's reward to the actors, and it also means to let the return say a little more, and the flower baskets will be withdrawn and continue to sell, but in recent years, traditional opera has not been popular, and the market has been sluggish, not to mention rewarding, how many old venues in Yanjing have lost money.

After finishing a paragraph, Guo and Mr. Zhang didn't leave, looking at the basket full of flowers, they couldn't help but be a little excited, and said: "Thank you for this friend, you are so popular, to say a word of conscience, our grandfather and son have been running around for so many years, and they are still recycling this, nothing else, thank you here!"

After Guo finished speaking, he bowed to the audience with Mr. Zhang.

Song Zheng smiled and waved his hand, this is also the rule, the actors on the stage thanked him, and the patrons who spent money off the stage also had to express it.

When the head of the Guo class saw Song Zheng, he smiled and said, "I can see it, the one who shouted just now, you are really amazing!"

Guo Banzhu said, clasping his fists again and again, in the old society, cross talk artists all walked the rivers and lakes, but these old liers, not many people know now.

After thanking him, Guo said a little goodbye to Mr. Zhang, and then expressed his gratitude to Song Zheng, and the two bowed and stepped down.

The two of them left, and two older cross talk actors came up, and Song Zheng also knew Wang Xing among the four elders in Deyun Club in the future.

Just listening, the dry and thin monkey cat at the beginning walked over with his waist down, first arched his hand at Song Zheng, and said, "Sir, is it convenient for you, my master invites you to go backstage to meet!"

Song Zheng didn't speak, and Fan Bingbing was unhappy: "If you want to meet, why don't your master come by himself!"

The thin monkey had a difficult face.

Song Zheng smiled, stood up and said, "Okay! Let's go!"

Fan Bingbing doesn't understand the rules here, now the performance is still going on, how can an actor casually run to the front!

Song Zheng entered the backstage of Deyun Club in his last life, and people came to invite him, and Song Zheng went in again.

followed into the backstage, and at a glance they were all old acquaintances from the previous life, Guo Banzhu, three of the four elders of Deyun, and several apprentices accepted by Guo Banzhu in the early stage.

When Guo saw Song Zheng, he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you!

Guo Banzhu has been in the capital for so many years, and he has tasted the heat and coldness of the world, that is, since last year, the situation has only improved a little, but it is the first time that Song Zheng has encountered such a big stroke today.

Song Zheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I have liked cross talk since I was a child, and you have just made a good life on stage! Now it is not easy to hear such an old joke, if you really want to talk about it, I have to thank you!"

Guo Banzhu was busy and modest: "You are polite! You are welcome to come often in the future!"

At this time, Guo Ban Master's dry and thin apprentice whispered a few words in his ear, Guo Ban Master heard this, and looked at Song Zheng and Fan Bingbing with surprise: "Yo! You forgive me for being clumsy, I really didn't knock it out, and we have a true god here today!"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, knowing that he and Fan Bingbing were recognized, this is also normal, these two people took off their hats, sunglasses, big scarbs and everything when they entered the teahouse, literature and art also belong to the entertainment industry, especially the dry and thin apprentice of Guo Banzhu, who is young, and it is normal to know them.

After chatting a few words, Song Zheng said goodbye, and decided to come back next time, and the two sides said goodbye.

Out of the door of Guangde Building, Fan Bingbing couldn't help but say, "You must know them!"

Song Zheng was stunned, helpless, how could this girl still remember!

But speaking of which, he really has to re-establish contact, at least the master of his alliance will have to bow down.