Chapter 3 Performances at the Okawa Theater

If Zhou Xiao can perform in the theater every day, it is naturally perfect, but this kind of thing is impossible.

Tokyo is a huge, scary city, but at the same time, it's a crowded scary city. Don't look at such a small theater that can only accommodate dozens of people, but there are many people.

Performances by funny artists, various condolence performances organized by the local community, small ninth-rate singers, ninth-rate idols, parody artists, rakugo, kabuki...... Performances fill almost all of the theater's opening hours, and the weekly performance time for comedian artists is only three working afternoons, two hours a day.

It would be nice to be able to perform in theater three times a week.

There will definitely be people who think so, but even if it is three days a week, it is impossible for the current Zhou Xiao.

weishenme? Zhou Xiao is a little funny artist who has just debuted for half a year, and he is not even a ninth-rate, and it can be said that he can perform in the theater, which can be said to be very good! The vast majority of comedy artists who have just been working for half a year, where are their most frequent performances? On the square of the park! In front of three or two dog walkers and children who didn't bother to listen to their performances! That's it, these funny artists come to the square for almost regular performances, rain or shine.

The artists who can be on TV are certainly beautiful, but behind such artists, there is an incomparably large group of cornerstones, and it is these cornerstones that constitute the lowest social ecology of the city, don't look at the small theater Each show can only have sixty or seventy audiences, but for Zhou Xiao now, being able to go to the small theater and being able to be on TV are almost all big jobs like a happy cloud in the clouds.

Therefore, even if his current self is no longer the same as before, even if his ambition is by no means as simple as being a funny artist, Zhou Xiao still has to go, not for anything else, just for himself not to be starved to death!

After rummaging and searching for a long time, Zhou Xiao finally found a barely usable comb and combed his hairstyle, Japanese young people in 2000, clothing and hairstyles are quite a bit of a non-mainstream style more than ten years later, different from the natural makeup more than ten years later, at this time on the streets of Tokyo, regardless of men and women, their appearance is relatively exaggerated.

However, Zhou Xiao is from more than ten years later, and he is a more introverted dead otaku in personality, so it is naturally impossible for him to dress himself up like that.

In fact, looking at the appearance in the mirror, Zhou Xiao is very satisfied, although most of the funny artists are ugly men, but the skin left by this Japanese Zhou Xiao is really good, combed his hair, and tried his best to get a more natural hairstyle, Zhou Xiao nodded with satisfaction, if it weren't for the fact that he had been hungry for a long time and had a dish, his current appearance was already quite a bit of a male idol of Genesys in later generations, not to mention being a funny artist, even if he played soy sauce in the TV series, It's perfectly fine to be a male vase or something.

Fix your appearance, Zhou Xiao opened the door, according to the incomplete impression in his mind, the Dachuan Small Theater is about three or four blocks away from the house he rents, it can't be said to be far, but it is definitely not close, in the past, he could naturally take the bus system such as buses and subways to the theater, but now that he only has thirty yen in his pocket, Zhou Xiao naturally has no choice of these, what should I do? 11 way.

Putting on his shoes and closing the door, Zhou Xiao stopped, he thought about it and then turned back to the room, and after finding the pure white lace small neene in the room, he turned around and went out again.

With a small Nene in his pocket, Zhou Xiao first ran upstairs, but knocked on the doors of three houses in a row, Zhou Xiao didn't knock on any of them, thinking about it carefully, this is no way, the current time is more than ten o'clock in the morning, it is the working time, renting this kind of small room, most of them are people who are running around for life, such people are either working or looking for a job at this time, at least on the way to find a job, the probability of knocking on the door at this time is really not large.

There was no way, Zhou Xiao had no choice but to continue to run to the theater with Xiao Nene.

This journey took a total of twenty minutes, and Zhou Xiao was not idle on the way, and his mind kept recalling the paragraphs he had written, these paragraphs...... In his opinion, it is lackluster, and there are even one or two paragraphs related to language and the environment of Tokyo, Japan, although Zhou Xiao inherited most of Zhou Xiao's memories in Japan, but such paragraphs are still difficult for him to understand.

Zhou Xiao also wanted to come up with some jokes that were popular in China, but after walking for about 20 minutes, Zhou Xiao really couldn't think of anything nutritious for a while.

After a while, Zhou Xiao arrived outside the theater.

The Okawa Theater is located in the ............ of a red building. Fourth floor. Yes, that's right, and again, Tokyo has a lot of land, a small theater or something, don't think about owning the whole building.

Although the theater is so small, it is basically complete, and even when Zhou Xiao entered the theater, he walked through the entrance for the staff. After entering the theater, Zhou Xiao went to the artist's lounge first, because the official performance time had to wait until the afternoon, and Zhou Xiao, who arrived at the theater before eleven o'clock, had to wait for a few hours before starting his performance, it was understandable that he came so early, anyway, it was fine, it was better to come here first, which could be regarded as showing that he attached importance to the performance.

The theater is not idle now, there is an old man in a traditional robe performing rakugo, rakugo is actually a bit similar to a single manga, if you say the difference, it is about just a classical and a modern difference, in line with the heart that even if you can't learn anything from the teacher, you won't lose a piece of meat anyway, Zhou Xiao stood on the edge of the backstage and watched the old man's rakugo.

The content of the old gentleman's rakugo, Zhou Xiao listened to it for a long time and found that it was more old-fashioned than his own jokes, but the atmosphere of the scene was good, laughter would sound from time to time, Zhou Xiao quietly looked at it, and sure enough, he found that most of the audience in the audience were elderly people, Zhou Xiao knew that the same joke, if moved to the afternoon mancai venue, would never achieve the effect it has today, although the rakugo of this old-timer is a little old, but each one is very deep, and the old gentleman's figure and mouth are also quite neat, It's quite a connotative program.

Zhou Xiao stood on the side and watched for seven or eight minutes, and the old man's rakugo finally came to an end and got up and stepped off the stage, but the performance was obviously not over yet, and the old rakugo was obviously just going to take a break and would appear later.

This makes Zhou Xiao very envious, the appearance remuneration of the small theater is directly related to the time you appear, this old gentleman is playing a big scene at a glance, he can earn 5,000 yuan in 20 minutes, and the old gentleman's hour or two hours is 15,000 to 30,000 yuan, and if you can perform in such a venue, it is impossible to have no work in other places, and the old gentleman can earn a lot in a month.

Don't forget that this old gentleman must be over 70 years old, and he won't get less pension every month.

The old gentleman walked down tremblingly, Zhou Xiao hurriedly went up and bowed and said hello, in the Japanese entertainment industry, there are three words that must always be remembered, that is, "say hello", don't look at the entertainment industry is the most modern and trendy industry, but the Japanese entertainment industry is the most conservative and strict, the relationship between superiors and subordinates, seniors and seniors is extremely strict, especially this kind of old gentleman who is engaged in rakugo, kabuki or something, if you don't say hello, the old gentleman may not say anything to you at that time, but this does not mean that the old gentleman does not remember, Maybe someone will say something once in a while, and accidentally block your way to get in. Don't think that the old gentlemen can't talk, but the status of traditional opera in Japan is very high.

The old gentleman's name is "Gui Wensheng", which is obviously a stage name, and most of the names used by rakugo artists are inherited from their teachers, and commonly used surnames include "Katsura", "Sanxiao Stop", "Spring Breeze Stop", "Laughing Futei" and so on.

Zhou Xiao bowed while greeting him, looking very respectful: "Hello Wen Shengsang, I am Zhou Xiao who is waiting for the performance in the afternoon, please advise." ”

"Ah, Zhou Xiao, this name, you are ......"

"I'm Chinese-Japanese, but I've always liked being an artist since I was a child, so I chose this profession." Zhou Xiao said.

"Really? Your current office is ......"

"Because I've just been in this circle for half a year, I don't have a firm yet."

"Really? It's best to add a firm, so that it is easier to find a job and practice, and don't look down on those firms that have no regular income. ”

"Yes, yes......"

Although Zhou Xiao agreed, of course he didn't care much about this, a funny artist or something was not his end, if it was Zhou Xiao in the past, joining the firm might be a very good suggestion, but now he will definitely not think so.