Chapter 8: Applause from the audience

Slowly came to the center of the stage, and only walked a few steps, and a dense layer of sweat appeared in the palms of Liu La's hands.

After standing still, he pretended to adjust the floor microphone in front of him, adjusted the height of the microphone up a bit, and muttered: "Alas, I hate actors like my master the most, I don't talk about integrity, I obviously said that everyone grew up together, but it turned out that he was only halfway up, and he was tricked, not long." ”

"Haha." As soon as the little burden of this flirtatious master came out, suddenly, the audience laughed heartily.

When the laughter fell, the cross talk officially began.

The funny one spoke first: "Hello everyone, my name is Liu La, a primary school student in the cross talk world." ”

Cheerfully connected: "Hello everyone, I am Zhang Wenshun, an old student in the cross talk industry. ”

Then the two of them spoke at the same time: "Liu La, Zhang Wenshun, salute all parents." ”

The audience in the audience is not very old, and Zhang Wenshun is old enough to be their grandfather. Hearing the old man's words, someone in the audience took the lead in applause.

There were also two little girls sitting in the front row and coaxingβ€”

"Mr. Zhang, you have worked hard."

"Mr. Zhang, I love you."

"Well, okay, thank you for loving me, go home and bring a good one for your grandmother for me." Mr. Zhang waved his hand at the girl. His old and indecent words made the audience "haha" again. This is the case in cross talk, Li'er is not crooked, and he can't laugh.

With a straight look, Liu La began to bring the performance into the routine. He cleared his throat: "You may not know me well, so let's introduce myself again." My name is Liu La, a newcomer in the cross talk world, and I studied under Mr. Guo Xuan. ”

Zhang Wenshun: "Hey, you've introduced it all, your grandfather." ”

"Your grandfather's!" Liu La glared: "Who are you scolding, you don't respect the old man, right?" ”

"Hey, that's not what I meant." Mr. Zhang's expression was very innocent: "I mean let you introduce your grandfather to the audience." ”

"Ahh Liu La was stunned and sneered: "You made it clear, I thought you were scolding." ”

Zhang Wenshun spread his hands: "Yes, it's all up to me." Tell me about it, so that everyone can get to know your grandson. ”

"Haha." Hearing this, the audience laughed again.

Liu La didn't pursue the old gentleman's words again this time, but pointed to himself: "Everyone doesn't know, I myself am actually a family of quyi." My grandfather is Tianjin's cross talk artist Liu Chuanyuan, and my grandmother is Bai Xiaoshuang, a famous Jingyun drummer, and a descendant of the Bai faction. My father is even more remarkable, my father is the head of the West Wing Pavilion. ”

"Hey, hey, stop it." Zhang Wenshun stopped him: "We have all heard of your grandparents in front of you, they are all famous characters." But behind you, your father's West Wing Pavilion, why haven't I heard of it? ”

"You've never heard of that?" Liu La's eyes widened and he gave a thumbs up: "The West Chamber's restaurant is our best private restaurant in Tianjin." ”

Zhang Wenshun rolled his eyes: "Hey, why haven't I heard of it, dare to love a cook!" ”

The audience below, when they heard Liu La's grandparents say that Liu and Bai were the two seniors, they couldn't help but let out an exclamation of "wow". However, when he heard this passage from the cook in the back, he immediately threw away his surprise and concentrated on being happy.

"Don't laugh." Liu La looked at the audience and Zhang Wenshun: "From my life to now, there are five people who have influenced me the most. My grandfather, my grandmother, my father, my master, and Mr. Zhang Wenshun. So, even though my father was just a cook, in my heart, he was the same as you artists. ”

"Yo, don't you dare to take this seriously, am I so important?" Zhang Wenshun was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "But what you said is right." Our country pays attention to the first, and any industry can produce outstanding people. ”

"yes." Liu La also nodded, and then sighed: "Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, except for my father and my master, the other three old people have all passed away." ”

"No, wait, you stop. I'm alive! I'm still alive! The old gentleman jumped to his feet angrily.

"Phew." The audience burst into laughter. Cross talk is different from other arts, and shouting "huh" in other places is to make trouble blindly. But only in the cross talk, this "call" is applauded.

On the cross talk stage, the audience is not happy, they don't coax, they all have a straight face, that's really poking the actor's heart.

In the midst of the audience's uproar, Liu La continued: "I'm sorry, old man, I can't speak, don't be angry." In fact, I just like you, admire you, and envy you! ”

Zhang Wenshun: "Envy me? What is there to envy of my messy old man? ”

Liu La: "Look, you're being humble again, aren't you?" I envy your family, scholarly family, after the eunuch ......"

"Stop" Zhang Wenshun stopped Liu La again: "Baby, stop it, after the eunuch is called, the eunuch will be gone." β€œ

"After the eunuch?" Liu La pondered for a second, and then suddenly realized: "Oops, I made a mistake!" I still said in my heart, how can a eunuch be born before the operation? It's too late to enter the palace! ”

Liu La looked at Zhang Wenshun with his eyes: "You are a scholarly family, after the official eunuch, right, this time is right, right?" ”

The old gentleman nodded: "Well, this time it's right." ”

"Oh", Liu La continued to say: "Everyone, it's not me who blows, it's the prestige of the Zhang family, the reputation of Zhang's docile father, that cow is famous." ”

Zhang Wenshun: "Is there one?" It's okay. ”

"Look, you're being humble again." Liu Laxiao: "I heard it all over the capital, just Mr. Zhang Wenshun's father, Mr. Ouyang, on the ground in Beijing and Tianjin, no one knows, and no one knows." ”

The audience "Haha, oops, people's surname is Zhang, why is my father's surname Ouyang, this burden is too bad." ”

Zhang Wenshun was also anxious: "Don't say it, you pull it down quickly, my surname is Zhang, can my father have another surname?" Good guy, Ouyang is still Ouyang, and even the surname has come out. ”

Liu Spicy made an innocent appearance and maliciously sold cuteness: "Is it swollen?" How good Ouyang is, I love this, I don't know who is suitable for me. I love your father too, so I'll leave it to your father, can't I? ”

Zhang Wenshun shook his head violently: "No, my dad has to be surnamed Zhang." ”

Liu La sighed: "Okay, that's a pity. You actors, you are calculating, what is your father's surname, how old is it, as for arguing with me so much. ”

Zhang Wenshun: "Dare to pay back my mistake? Don't talk nonsense, just the surname Zhang. ”

Audience: "Hahaha. β€œ

Liu La continued: "Mr. Zhang, that is a cultural person, a scholar, proficient in Qingqin, calligraphy and painting. ”

Zhang Wenshun nodded: "Well, yes." As long as the surname is Zhang, it can be done. ”

Audience: "Phew. ”

Liu Labai them: "You are going to revolt!" ”

The audience shouted in unison: "Refund the ticket." ”

Liu smiled sneeringly: "Refund the ticket? Tell you, non-refundable tickets are the service tenet of our Deyun Club! ”

"Haha." The audience was happy again, pointing at him: "You come down." ”

Liu La pointed back: "You come up." ”

Hearing what he said, there was really an audience member who was about to climb on the stage, and Liu La hurriedly hid back: "Security! Security guard! ”

The audience was happy again: "Haha. ”

Mr. Zhang Wenshun also smiled: "You said that you are competing with them." ”

Liu La scratched his head: "Alas, the audience has learned badly these years, I remember that I didn't dare to do this before." ”

Audience: "Haha. ”、

……

Continuing on, after the two of them talked for another seven or eight minutes, this cross talk was over.

"Whoa." In the applause of the audience, the old and young duo bowed and saluted, and then slowly stepped off the stage, and new actors came up.

The first time his apprentice performed, Guo Xuan was waiting at the waiting door. Seeing the two of them coming down, he greeted Zhang Wenshun and said, "Sir, you work hard." ”

Then he looked at Liu La again and smiled: "Yes, this event is very good today, and the audience is very happy to watch it." I thought you had to be nervous, but I didn't expect it to be really relaxing, especially the part with the audience, which was very good. ”

Liu La made him praise very embarrassed: "Hey, I'm just talking nonsense, I'm relieved that Master can get in your eyes." Did anyone buy food in the background? Mr. Zhang and I are still hungry. ”

Guo Outline smiled: "That's right, you have a friend from Uncle Qian'er, Master Qian'er, the big dishes in the box are sent from Beijing Hotel, and you can still eat hot food now." ”

"Okay." Hearing this, Liu La couldn't care about being polite, and hurriedly walked to the box. Tonight he was quite satisfied with his watch, he was quite nervous at first, but as soon as the applause of the audience rang out, these nervous feelings immediately disappeared and were thrown out of the sky.

Speaking of which, Liu La is really a natural person who should mix the stage.

When passing through Zhang Yiyuan's back door, Liu La found that the old man who was guarding the door was listening to the radio, this uncle was also a weirdo, he didn't watch a show in front of him, and he was very happy listening to the radio.

Listen carefully, what is playing on the radio is like this - audience friends, hello everyone, this is Beijing Radio and Television Station, Happy Teahouse Program, I am the host Dapeng. This year, I would like to recommend a cross talk group to you, this group is active in the Beijing Tianqiao area, and performs in the Tianqiao Zhang Yiyuan Teahouse all year round......

The content of the broadcast made Liu La stunned. In my impression, the last life started from this show, and in just over two weeks, the combination of Guo Outline and Yu Qian suddenly became popular.

"It's finally going to be red." waved his fist vigorously, and at this moment, Liu La suddenly felt extremely happy, for the master, and for himself......