In the past, He Xiangdong used storytelling to talk about stand-up, creating a real scene, and the skills are natural, but there is a difference between stand-up and storytelling, you will say that storytelling does not necessarily say stand-up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What the old man really wants to see is how well He Xiangdong combines storytelling and stand-up, whether it is mixed at will, or skillfully combined to complement each other, the old man wants to see how He Xiangdong uses and transforms the two.

"There was no one across from my brother, but I could hear a woman's voice, 'Okay, come and drink.'" Eating and drinking here, Zhang Shuangxi was looking creepy outside. ”

He Xiangdong still used Zhang's storytelling skills to put the terrifying scene in front of the audience, and the audience sitting felt that they were Zhang Shuangxi, so they secretly watched their brother talking to the air outside the door, and the air also made a woman's voice.

"Come and drink. ”

"Creepy. As soon as He Xiangdong said the last four, the audience's hair stood up, goosebumps rose all over their bodies, and the small muscles on their bodies trembled slightly, they were really creepy.

Fu Sheng, a peer master, was not greatly affected, but at this moment, his eyes were extremely bright.

The old man on the second floor also became nervous, his dark eyes were staring at He Xiangdong tightly, he knew that the transformation of storytelling and stand-up comedy was in the next sentence.

If you are talking about storytelling, the atmosphere and scenes that have been created with great difficulty will not be easily destroyed by the artist, so he will continue to talk about it, strike while the iron is hot, and spread it in with the trend.

And if this is talking about stand-up comedy, there must be a burden here, and it is this burden that the old man is waiting for.

Sure enough, He Xiangdong glanced at the audience in front of him who had numb scalps, and he said in a sincere tone: "Rank, you put yourself in your shoes and think about what a terrible thing this is. Let's take us now, if you can't see me, but you can still hear someone talking about cross talk, then this is broadcasting, this is a recording, right? ”

"Poof......

The uncles sitting couldn't help but laugh.

It's not a particularly loud baggage, but at the moment it works better than any funny baggage.

Just now, this group of listeners was still creepy, and their bodies were about to explode, but as soon as this burden came out, everyone laughed, and this energy was different.

It's like taking a sauna, just finished steaming at high temperatures, and then suddenly jumping into the pool of cold water, and the whole body is excited, not to mention how refreshing, this refreshing energy is comfortable from the beginning to the heels.

The old men sitting there were muscles trembling slightly without realizing it, but they were more immersed in the story.

This is the real charm of stand-up comedy, and it is also the real attraction of Zhang Shuangxi's demon hunting, and it is also a model for He Xiangdong to perfectly combine Zhang's storytelling and stand-up comedy.

"Good ......" The old man on the second floor shouted good: "Good wow, good wow, good wow, really live up to my expectations, hahaha, good boy, Zhang's storytelling and stand-up comedy are so cleverly combined, well combined." Hahaha, the combination is good, haha, I have a successor in stand-up comedy, and I finally have a successor in the nine-head case, so wow, hahaha...... I am finally worthy of Master's entrustment. ”

The sloppy young man just smiled faintly, his mood was very flat, and there was always a hint of melancholy that could not be dissolved.

On the first floor, Xue Guo breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart finally let go, although he didn't have the eyesight of the old man upstairs, he could also distinguish the good from the bad, and He Xiangdong at this time did not lose to Fu Sheng.

It turned out that what he said was true, he really didn't lose to Fu Sheng, he really didn't lose, his strength was so strong that he could compete with a generation of famous masters.

Xue Guo showed a relieved smile, as well as a strong sense of admiration, his partner is so strong that he is perverted.

One second he was still emotional, and the next second Xue Guo was excited. Since He Xiangdong's strength is not inferior to Fu Sheng, does that mean that he can learn the whole nine-head case?

Nine-headed case, this is a nine-headed case. Xue Guo was worried that He Xiangdong would not be able to compare with others, and he would ruin his cross talk career, so he strongly objected.

But if it comes to his heart, how could he not want the nine-head case? Not to mention him, if you take out anyone in the cross talk world, it is impossible for anyone not to want the nine-head case.

This is a nine-headed case, a real full-length nine-headed case, a nine-headed case that generations of people in the cross talk industry have been looking forward to.

Now that they have finally found it, Xue Guo's nose suddenly became a little sour.

Fu Sheng looked at He Xiangdong deeply for a while, and after a long time, he finally showed a smile that was both relieved and lonely, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the future was terrifying.

Fu Sheng rubbed his face with his hand, and he didn't stop until his face began to redden, he turned his head to look at Chen Yigong, sighed lightly, and nodded to it.

Chen Yigong also nodded, indicating that he understood, and then stood up and went directly to the second floor.

From the inflection point just now, they have already seen He Xiangdong's level, and this is enough.

In fact, He Xiangdong's performance did not disappoint them, Zhang's storytelling, stand-up comedy and ventriloquism were perfectly combined. The plot of Zhang Shuangxi's monster hunt has entered a climax, He Xiangdong is becoming more and more courageous, and his ability is vividly played.

The audience present naturally listened heartily, and now it was past twelve o'clock, none of these old men went to eat, they all listened attentively, and no one was willing to go to the toilet.

That Shuangxi talked about the hammer, and smashed the stone Wang Ba, and this smashed it to see something, the stone actually shed blood. Ah, well, that's all for this book, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next ...... Syllable...... Decompose. ”

Wake up wood, He Xiangdong hugged his fists and smiled and saluted the masters.

The uncles are not happy: "Why is this so, haven't you heard it yet?"

"What's going on in the back?

"yes, what about the goblins?"

"Are the goblins back? ”

The button left by He Xiangdong is really too lacking in morality, and it happened to scratch the itch of these uncles, so don't hold it anymore, I have to say it to He Xiangdong.

After saying this, it has been almost more than two hours, and it is past noon, He Xiangdong is also tired enough, and he has to catch the car next, how can he have time to talk about it.

He Xiangdong bowed his hand and begged for mercy: "Uncles, I can't say any more, I'll get here here today, you should also hurry up and take a break and go to the toilet or something." ”

"Ouch. An uncle screamed and immediately ran out of the door.

It's like a chain reaction, these uncles who are sitting rush out one after another, these people have been holding their urine for several hours, they are all elderly people, where can they eat.

Although his bladder hurt so much, the uncle was stunned and told He Xiangdong that he would wait for him to finish going to the toilet and then come back to listen to He Xiangdong talk about cross talk, and let He Xiangdong say another paragraph.

He Xiangdong nodded with a smile, the uncle didn't have a clear answer when he saw He Xiangdong, and he didn't want to leave, but he couldn't hold it back, so he could only hold his stomach and run.

He Xiangdong smiled, and then slowly turned to look at Fu Sheng. (To be continued.) )