As soon as these words came out, the backstage was instantly quiet, the sound of sycophants suddenly stopped, and everyone was looking at Du Yuefeng in amazement. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He Xiangdong, who was sitting on the side, also glanced at Du Yuefeng, he had listened to Du Yuefeng's commentary, and he had also fought with Fu Sheng, he knew very well what the level of the two was. Fu Sheng is at the level of a generation of famous artists, and Du Yuefeng is just the same as himself half a year ago, close to a famous master, but he is still one step away.

In terms of strength, Du Yuefeng is definitely inferior to Fu Sheng. But the artist's fame and success have never been respected by strength, old artists often say that if an artist wants to become a wrist, he needs three points of strength, six points of luck, and one point of noble support, so although Fu Sheng's strength is much higher than Du Yuefeng's, he is not as big as Du Yuefeng's wrist at all.

When Du Yuefeng heard this, he stood up with a frown, glanced at the person, and said in a deep voice, "I know." ”

After all, Du Yuefeng is a popular storytelling artist, with a wide network of people and a wide road, and artists can't become famous by themselves, so these people all revolve around Du Yuefeng, wanting to get in a relationship, and begging others to help him in the future.

"Hey, what kind of master, can you be better than our Senior Brother Du? This time, none of the old-timers in our door have signed up. ”

"Yes, our Senior Brother Du's skills are the best in this competition. ”

……

A group of people started chattering again.

He Xiangdong rolled his eyes speechlessly on the side.

"Alright. Du Yuefeng interrupted the sycophant offensive of this group of people, although he was proud, he was not a commodity in his eyes, since his uncle called him over, he must have a reason to think about it: "You guys prepare well in the background first, Du will not bother, I will go over and take a look first, everyone, farewell." ”

"Walk slowly, Senior Brother Du. ”

"Walk slowly. ”

"Walk slowly. ”

……

He Xiangdong rolled his eyes again, he was really a little out of place with this group of people. He Xiangdong is very unaccustomed to this kind of behavior, not that he is not used to patting sycophants, if Du Yuefeng is a very powerful master in the storytelling door, He Xiangdong would have already come up to pat other people's sycophants and ask others about art.

What he can't get used to is that this group of people is not here to ask about art, nor does he really admire the artistic level of others, but because they are famous, they rush up and slap their ass.

Although this situation is very common now, He Xiangdong still feels very uncomfortable.

……

After Du Yuefeng followed the man out of the door, he asked, "Xiao Gao, what did Uncle Shi say?"

That person is Du Yuefeng's fellow brother, is Teacher Gu's new disciple, he did not participate in this year's Peony Award, but Teacher Gu also brought him over to let him see the world, this person is not very young, two years younger than He Xiangdong, he admires his senior brother very much, so he spoke very respectfully: "Senior brother, Uncle said that he saw that the one who just came to the stage said that the storytelling was very high, and he asked me to call you over to have a look." ”

"Just went up?" Du Yuefeng frowned and pondered, there were eleven people in the background, he had the impression, the first one to play was the master and apprentice who sang the bamboo board book, he was the second, and the third was the one who was with the fat man.

Fu Sheng's appearance suddenly appeared in Du Yuefeng's mind, he didn't take a closer look at the people who were surrounding him in the background, but he took a few glances at the people standing alone.

"Hmm. Du Yuefeng nodded emphatically, and the steps under his feet were a little faster, and he knew how well that person was level.

When his performance was over, he couldn't go directly from the backstage, he had to go out of the theater and go around to the front door, and come in from the front to watch the performance, and his uncle was also sitting in the audience.

While talking, the two went around to the front door, and the box office was all acquaintances, so they came in directly without checking the ticket.

When they arrived at the audience, the little junior brother led Du Yuefeng to find their uncle, and the big fat man sitting in the middle of the third row was their Uncle Tao of their own door.

Du Yuefeng squeezed in and sat in the position where Xiao Gao was originally sitting, and Xiao Gao was very interested in finding another place, there were only more than 100 audiences in the theater today, and it was empty.

After Du Yuefeng sat down, he first glanced at Fu Sheng, who was telling a story on the stage, and then asked Uncle Tao sideways: "Uncle Shi, Xiao Gao said that you are looking for me." ”

Uncle Tao is a big fat man, he and Teacher Gu are the same brothers, although he does not have the ability and status of Teacher Gu, but he is also a big name in the storytelling industry, this time he did not be a judge, he was idle and had nothing to do, so he helped the two families to lead the children.

He brought himself and a few of Mr. Gu's little apprentices to meet the world, and the Peony Award brought together young masters from all over the country, and this kind of large-scale competition was a good opportunity for these children who had not yet come out of the school to see the world.

But before I watched a few shows, such a master as Fu Sheng suddenly appeared, and Uncle Tao was shocked at the time, so he hurriedly asked Xiao Gao to go to Du Yuefeng and ask him to come over and have a look.

Uncle Tao looked at Fu Sheng on the stage, and said in a deep voice: "I asked Xiao Gao to find you, you listen to the book that this person on the stage said, this person should be your biggest opponent in this competition for the Peony Award." ”

"Hmm. Du Yuefeng nodded seriously, he knew that his uncle would not be untargeted, and then he looked at the figure on the stage with all his attention.

After a while, Du Yuefeng's heart was shocked. Du Yuefeng can be respected as the first person of the younger generation in the storytelling industry, and naturally he is not an idle person, in just a few minutes, he found that the storytelling skills of this person on the stage are much better than himself.

Who is this man?

Didn't you say that the older generation of famous artists did not participate in this competition?

No, this man is so young, not an older generation. But why is he so powerful?

Such a powerful storytelling artist, why is there no fame in the storytelling industry.

Who is this man?

"Uncle Shi, who is he? Du Yuefeng looked at Uncle Tao beside him, and barely squeezed out a little sound in his throat.

Uncle Tao's expression was equally solemn: "I don't know, I haven't seen this person, I don't know where the master came from." ”

"Uncle Shi, don't you even know?" Du Yuefeng was a little incredulous.

Uncle Tao shook his head: "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the storytelling world, I can recognize it anywhere." But this person's strength is really strong, I may not be able to talk about him, this person must be a famous storyteller, and more importantly, he doesn't seem to be very young. ”

"It's also strange, many old artists may not perform and quit the rivers and lakes. But such a young and powerful artist, how can he be so calm, and he hasn't jumped a few times, so we don't know that there is such a master in the storytelling industry. Alas...... Xiao Du, you have to be careful, this person must be your biggest competitor in this competition. ”

Du Yuefeng nodded heavily, Fu Sheng put too much pressure on him, and he was beaten back all of a sudden, when he was still a little floating. He knew that his strength was very good, but Fu Sheng was stronger than himself, even stronger than his uncle.

"This should be the strongest in this storytelling competition, fortunately there is such a one, fortunately. Du Yuefeng was also a little fortunate in his heart.