Chapter Seventy-Five: What a Hell's Day
The result of the draw was Fan Cheng's fifth group and Xiaoyuan's fourth group performed, and soon, the performers of the first group took the stage.
The host leaned over with the microphone and began the interview.
After chatting about the work and the competition, he started his own performance.
After the performance, the two stepped down from the stage, inserted commercials, and then the second round of performers took the stage to begin their performances......
The three groups of performances passed quickly, and after a long advertisement, Xiao Yuan and Zhu Zhize took the stage.
When the two took the stage, Fan Cheng and the others also came to the backstage TV, and they were also curious about the performance of the two of them.
"Today we are going to talk to you about a cross talk, talking about this ......"
The two began to perform, but Fan Cheng watched it for about five minutes before turning around and returning to his original position.
"What's wrong?" asked Sun Maofeng.
"Their cross talk...... If it had been two months ago, it would have been a pretty good work. Fan Cheng commented.
"That's what you say. Sun Maofeng also tasted the taste.
Fan Cheng said: "It's not that I'm not modest, but in these rounds of competition in a month and a half, I still have a certain influence on the domestic entertainment and funny stage, which can be known by looking at other people's performances, the first three groups of performances, the rhythm and speed of those people's performances are absolutely not before, and Xiaoyuan them, obviously plagiarized my works before, but at this time they don't learn from us, and they still use the previous rhythm to perform the works, in the current atmosphere, I am afraid it is difficult to win the love of the audience." ”
Whether Fan Cheng's analysis is really so uncertain is uncertain, and soon the show of Xiaoyuan and the two ended, and the two of them stepped down and staggered with Fan Cheng, and the two people who attracted the most attention on the show appeared on the stage.
The host of this competition is a host who graduated from Jinmen Station with a major in broadcasting and hosting, and the man in the suit is very handsome, and the host is also stable.
"The next performance, everyone must have been looking forward to it, that's right, Fan Cheng and Sun Maofeng are about to appear! First of all, let me interview the two, Mr. Fan Cheng, I heard that you will perform a sketch today?"
"Yes, cross talk...... Even their own people didn't support it, so this time they simply performed a skit. Fan Cheng said.
The host laughed awkwardly and said: "Then today we are about to usher in the finals, we have watched so many of your shows, and I feel that you are doing funny works, but there is a saying on the Internet that you actually have the strength to do traditional cross talk, what do you think about this?"
"I don't have any strength, I don't know if what I'm doing is a cross talk sketch, it's just a blind job. Fan Cheng said.
"Fan Cheng, I'm going to talk about you, you see that you have come to the finals, if you still say that you are doing it blindly, then what about the other people who have been eliminated by you?
"In fact, it's very simple, the traditional cross talk sketch is very artistic, and artistry has artistic value, but only art can't survive, and the high and low will only make an industry die, the so-called art should be built on the basis of enough popularity, just like music and poetry.
Therefore, in my thoughts, to let cross talk or sketches survive and develop, and even give birth to art, first of all, we should ensure that it has enough soil for survival, don't talk about art first, those who already have art, let him continue to art, but then, new entrants, don't let them talk about art right away, first let them return to the ordinary, return to the commoners, do the most secular funny, and then try to give birth to art from these constituted soil, this is the right way for me to survive cross talk and sketches. ”
That's right, this is Fan Chengda's idea.
He also has some understanding of traditional Japanese art, Japanese manga has been completely secularized and popularized, and Japanese manga have become popular, all of which are the most fashionable and trendy jokes, such as nonstyle and other artists, and they have a very high popularity among female high school students.
This is almost impossible in the cross talk circle in China, Guo Degang Wang Zijian or something is very popular, but it is possible for them to become popular among female high school students, and let female high school students mention their names to represent popularity?
But when it comes to traditional Japanese art, mancai is not the only one, and completely secularized mancai has become popular, but those who have not been secularized do not mean that they have lost their living space.
For example, rakugo, which is like stand-up comedy, and Noh opera, Kabuki, and geisha, these things are still surviving very well in Japan in the 21st century, and artists engaged in related industries are quite high in terms of social status and income, but practitioners of these art forms do not blindly pursue art and music.
For example, Teruyuki Kagawa, who doesn't know the Japanese entertainment industry, may not know him, this not only played the role of Owada executive in "Hanzawa Naoki", speaking of his relationship with Huaxia, he also played the little devil Hanaya Kozaburo in Jiang Wen's "The Devil is Coming", and he also has an identity as Kabuki who inherited the ninth generation of Ichikawa Nakatsu.
The top actor, super high favorability, a big figure in the kabuki world (almost equivalent to the heir of a famous Peking Opera artist), in China, this kind of artist will be praised very high, and he will be very reserved, but what about Kagawa Teruyuki......?
Let the secular part exist, and art will not be eliminated, this is what Fan Cheng hopes.
Of course, now that he says this, I'm afraid few people on the scene can understand, and the same is true for the host, after Fan Cheng completed his statement, he got the director's signal and said: "Fan Cheng's idea is impressive, so let's watch Mr. Fan Cheng's final sketch, eh...... Well...... "What the hell is it". ”
The host stepped down in confusion, Fan Cheng and Sun Maofeng also got off the stage to put on makeup, and the audience was also full of question marks, what is this sketch called?
What kind of sketch name is this?
However, although the name is not very good, the audience's expectations are real, because Fan Cheng's show represents fun and hilarious, which has been confirmed in the first four rounds, and everyone is looking forward to what kind of hilarious works he can bring in this final final.
After waiting for two minutes, Fan Cheng first came to the stage with a black package.
He wore tattered jeans and a rustic shoulder jacket on his upper body, like an ordinary construction worker.
Many viewers can't help but speculate, is this a sketch about a construction worker? and then linked to the name, is it a show that this construction worker has experienced a lot of things and is still optimistic, interesting and fun?
Well...... This is the most common idea of the average person.
Fan Cheng stood on the stage and let out a sigh of relief, and then pressed the doorbell that didn't exist.
"Ding Dong!"
"Coming...... Sun Maofeng's voice sounded, and then, from the other side of the stage, Sun Maofeng, who was wearing a silver-white wig, wearing the same rustic and simple clothes, and glasses, walked out.
His appearance immediately brought a burst of laughter, Sun Maofeng is in his thirties, but the character he plays should be at least fifty years old, gray hair and a slightly hunched body when walking, and a deep voice are all interpreting such a role.
A young man, plus a middle-aged man in his fifties, this scene ......
Sun Maofeng pushed the door open.
"I'm back!" Fan Cheng said to Sun Maofeng with an excited expression.
"Huh, what?" Sun Maofeng was obviously stunned.
"Long time no see!" Fan Cheng continued to say excitedly.
"Are you...... Who is it?" asked Sun Maofeng.
"I, it's me, haven't you recognized it yet? I suddenly ran away from home after dropping out of high school, and I haven't been in touch with you, so I'm sorry to worry you!" After speaking, Fan Cheng bowed deeply.
Oh, oh, the audience understood, it turned out that this was a scene of a father and son reunion who had been lost for many years!
"It turned out to be you......" Sun Maofeng seemed to react.
"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time, how long have you been away from home, this is ......"
"It's been about ten years!" Fan Cheng said.
"You...... It's changed a lot!" Sun Maofeng said.
"My hair is so short, my stubble is gone, and my beer belly is coming out......"
When Sun Maofeng said this, Fan Cheng patted his stomach a little shyly, he didn't actually have a beer belly, and some props were temporarily stuffed in this stomach.
"There's no way around it!" Fan Cheng said.
"But ......," Sun Maofeng said, "if you want to say what has changed the most...... You're ...... Why has even the gender changed?"
Ga??????
All the audience in the audience, all the audience in front of the TV, all the contestants in the background, and all the people in the world who saw this sketch except Fan Cheng and Sun Maofeng were all stunned.
What?
You must know that in this world, there is no Japan, and there is no mancai, and when the audience sees Fan Cheng's show, it is the first time in their lives that they have seen a work of a similar style, so most of the audience has a very low immunity to mancai after they can understand Fan Cheng's work, just like the body of ancient people could not be resistant to antibiotics.
Let such an audience, when they hear such a huge change moment, they cannot accept it more than Fan Cheng's time and space Japan.
So...... Fan Cheng's gender changed, and almost all the audience was stunned in an instant.
On stage, the show continued.
Fan Cheng nodded a little stiffly.
And then...... Sun Maofeng broke out.
Nodding reluctantly, Sun Maofeng clenched his fists and shouted loudly.
"Xiao Nan!!!!!!! what's going on with !!!!!!!!??? why is this strange impact that I have never felt before!!? Lao Tzu's blood pressure is about to explode now!!!" The quiet and calm voice just now was obviously to accumulate strength now, and Sun Maofeng's outburst detonated the audience.