Yang San bowed to the audience, smiled and said, "Next is the first time I will tell you a commentary, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, you have praised it a lot." ”

"Good ......" The audience applauded very facefully, Yang San's stand-up was very popular in the theater, and some audience members who could listen to it didn't even dare to go to the toilet while holding their urine, for fear of missing a little, which shows Yang San's kung fu.

Yang San arched his hand to the audience, sat down, picked up the waking wood on the table with his right hand, patted it, suppressed the words, and then said: "Han Gaozu Liu Bang slashed the snake uprising, built a foundation, pacified the world, the throne passed to the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and Emperor Huan Liu Zhi ascended the throne. Liu Zhi was very young, and he was a relative dictatorship at that time. ”

"What do the relatives do? The relatives of the emperor and the country, that is, the queen and the queen mother's mothers. These people are quite powerful, and no one can afford to mess with them. Later, when the emperor grew up, he wanted to rely on the eunuchs around him to fight these relatives......"

Yang San is now opening the book, his storytelling style is free and easy, and he is very good. Most of the storytellers who follow this style have profound knowledge, insight into the world, and bright responses, and are good at improvisation, analysis and analysis, and acupuncture of the current situation.

The language is humorous, subtle, cold, flexible, and has a lot of baggage. There is also baggage in storytelling, but it is usually not as loud as cross talk, but with a smile.

In addition, this kind of person is usually good at "off-site books" and "hanging", many cross talk artists are taking this path, their characteristics are "on the spot, easy to come, laughing and scolding, play to the fullest", very popular.

He Xiangdong watched it with relish in the corner of the entrance door, what Uncle Yang San said was indeed good, but two people stood up in the audience, and Yang San naturally saw it, but he didn't care so much, it was normal for the audience to get up and walk.

He continued: "But the Spirit Emperor is more fond of these ten people. He also called this Zhang Rang his father, just like his father. Bai Jian Shuo was the general, and those few people were named lieges. Hey, these ten permanent servants are even more unscrupulous and unscrupulous.

At that time, what made them make trouble was chaos in the world and the people were in dire straits. This was really a rebellion against the government and the people, and the peasants everywhere revolted one after another. The rebels all wrapped their heads with yellow scarves......"

The two walked onto the stage, and Yang San's storytelling voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the two people with a stunned face.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a black face with a mole on his face, smiled coldly at Yang San, picked up the handkerchief on the table with his hand to cover Xingmu, and then pressed the fan horizontally on the top, and then didn't speak, just looked at Yang San coldly.

Yang San chuckled in his heart at that time, the person who came was not good, He Xiangdong, who was at the entrance door, saw the placement of those few things on the table, and his face changed at that time.

The audience was also a little messy.

"What is this for? ”

"How did these two go up?"

"Why don't you tell the story?"

……

All kinds of whispers rang out.

Yang San stood up and asked, "Didn't ask for advice?"

The one with a mole on his face smiled and said: "Under the Nine Mountains, under the Commentary Gate." ”

Another slightly chubby middle-aged man who came with him also arched his hand, his face was very serious: "Under Yang Mingzi, he is also under the Storytelling Sect." ”

Yang San frowned and asked, "I don't know what the two of you are doing here?"

There was a mole on his face, and Feng Jiushan asked: "I don't know which storyteller Your Excellency knocked on the ladle to? Who allowed you to eat with our fellow storyteller?"

Yang San's face changed slightly, his heart was not good, and he came.

He Xiangdong, who was at the entrance door, also changed his face, and knew in his heart that these people were coming to smash the kiln, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly ran to the backstage, he wanted to tell the master the news.

Fang Wenqi didn't dare to rest anymore when he knew it, he and Bai Fengshan Lin Zhengjun hurriedly ran to the stage.

Lin Zhengjun ran the fastest, and he was responsible for all the internal and external affairs of the theater, and now that someone had come to smash the kiln, he had to hurry up and take a look. As soon as he arrived on the stage, he recognized the two of them, and his anxiety instantly turned into anger, and he popped out a few words from between his teeth: "Feng Jiushan, Yang Mingzi?

Bai Fengshan's face was not good-looking at that time, and he also recognized these two people.

Fang Wenqi and Yang San glanced at each other, Yang San shook his head at him, indicating that there was no conflict, and he was a little relieved.

Feng Jiushan bowed his hand to Lin Zhengjun and said with a smile: "It's been a long time, Manager Lin." ”

Lin Zhengjun said angrily: "You Fenghua people came to us to smash the field today?"

A clear voice came from the audience: "You can't say that, Boss Lin." ”

Everyone looked back, and saw a middle-aged man in a suit with a middle-parted hair standing up in the audience, and he also strode to the stage.

Lin Zhengjun stared at the comer, he figured it out, today it was the people from the Fenghua Club who came to smash the field, and even the owner of Fenghua, Liu Fenghua, came in person.

There are more and more people on the stage, and they are becoming more and more chaotic, but some people in the audience below are not happy, and some people are shouting.

"I can't act yet, what is this?"

"We all paid for tickets to come in, you can't do this?"

"What kind of mess is this, who are those people, why don't you come down quickly?"

……

Seeing that the audience was about to riot, Fang Wenqi didn't dare to be ambiguous, hurriedly walked to the front of the stage, and arched his hand: "Everyone, everyone, if there is a small accident on our stage, we will be able to deal with it immediately, please forgive me, forgive me." ”

He bowed again and again to apologize, and the audience settled down a little, watching the changes on stage.

Lin Zhengjun looked at the audience that had settled down, and only then did he feel a little relieved, he stared at Liu Fenghua coldly, and said angrily: "Liu Fenghua, you took people to smash the scene during our performance, you went too far." ”

Liu Fenghua smiled: "Excessively, why didn't you say that you did too much when you spread the haunting of our theater outside and our actors were making a plague?"

He Xiangdong was stunned when he heard this, Lin Zhengjun said that he would repay the other party with a trick, but he didn't expect this goods to be so damaged.

Lin Zhengjun was not afraid at all, and asked rhetorically: "Then when you went to report our field and played a trick, why didn't you say it?"

Liu Fenghua spread his hands and said: "Okay, let's go once and tie." Lin Zhengjun, it's not my Fenghua Club that wants to trouble you today, it's our storyteller who said that someone in your theater has broken the rules, so it's none of my business. ”

When everyone heard this, they once again focused their eyes on Yang San's face.