"Name?"

"Lu Bu. ”

"Mentor?"

"Isn't this the fourth floor? Isn't it written on it?"

When the staff met someone who didn't understand anything, they almost rolled their eyes and killed themselves.

"Ahem, who is your teacher?"

"Physical education teacher or Chinese teacher?" Lu Bu wondered how to sign up for the storytelling contest, and he had to ask the teacher to agree.

"What race do you play?"

"The whole people tell the story!"

"Of course, I want to ask who taught you the storytellers?"

"Self-taught!" Lu Bu's answer was straightforward and straightforward.

The staff was entangled by him and was afraid, and they didn't know how to fill in the "self-taught" so they had to tick the closest one, "Daming Storytelling Art College Distance Correspondence College, Drop Out."

Lu Bu took the registration form and went back happily, waiting for the audition notice of "National Storytelling".

I can't wait for the left, I can't wait for the right, until I wake up from a nap one day, and I don't know until I listen to the radio that today is the last day of the audition, and I am self-taught and not even qualified to participate in the audition?

If he didn't want to win the award, he couldn't swallow this breath, he didn't even take the bus when he went out, and took a black car and rushed to the stadium.

"I'm sorry, we're already registered!"

Lu Bu was stopped as soon as he arrived at the door, but he followed the hidden gaze of the staff, but saw the fat translator hiding not far away, glaring at the staff.

"It turned out that you kid made a ghost, on the one hand, let me compete, on the other hand, and set up obstacles, labor and management are really not afraid of ghosts behind the scenes!"

Lu Buxin turned his heart sideways, sneered and looked at the staff who stopped him, slowly unbuttoned his coat one by one, and threw the coat to the ground.

"Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water,

The waves sweep away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there,

Several degrees of sunset red... ”

Lu Buliang opened his voice is the theme song of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", although his singing skills are only rudimentary, but this is a skill produced by the system, which has made him surpass most singers in this world, plus his perverted physical fitness of up to 120, this song can really be said to be resounding in the sky, and even the contestants participating in the audition have heard it.

"What song is this?"

"It seems good, but it's not a singing competition, how can anyone sing?"

Outside, it was all chaotic, Lu Bu blocked the gate and sang, a group of security guards who maintained order quit, and seven or eight security guards with thick shoulders and round waists came up to Hula.

"Who made you sing here?"

"Get out of here!"

"Oops!"

"Ahh

The security guards screamed again and again, as soon as they grabbed Lu Bu's arm, what kind of body was Lu Bu, and with a shake of their hands, they threw the two security guards out, throwing out more than a foot.

Knock knock!

Two feet, two more security guards flew out, this is a big man of almost two hundred pounds, you kick out one by one, you don't need to be so exaggerated.

"Lao Wang, make the black tiger take it!"

"Lao Li, make the lion pick peaches!"

The security guards moved faster and kept gearing up, but they just didn't dare to get close to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu ignored them, and after a song, he didn't startle him, he slapped his palm on the gate, and the steel gate made a loud bang, and the whole arena seemed to be shaken and jumped.

"The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. ”

As soon as Lu Bu raised his voice, he began to speak, his storytelling skills are also extracted from the system, and they are not inferior to most storytelling artists in this world.

Although he was standing outside the arena and the sounds around him were noisy, Lu Bu didn't seem to be affected in the slightest. You must know that storytelling was street art at the beginning, and the surrounding environment was even noisier than today, and there was no sound amplifier, but storytelling artists relied on their own fleshy voices to make the audience in the last row hear every word clearly, this is the ability, really capable.

Today, Lu Bu also wants to let these people who are behind the ghosts see what the art of storytelling is, and my brother will overpower the contestants without using a megaphone.

"Ahem, teachers, my name is Bai Hai graduated from Zhou Taixing Storytelling School, studied under Master Zhou Taixing, and the repertoire I want to perform today is... ”

At this time, there was a contestant on the stage inside, and Lu Bu directly covered the voice in his microphone with a snort.

Judge Zhang San bowed his head and said to Li Si, "What did he say?"

Li Si said, "I didn't hear clearly." ”

"It's not as good as the sound outside, just eliminate it. ”

"Don't, this is recommended by Zhou Taixing's assistant, it is said to be his cousin. ”

Zhang San hurriedly and quietly told Li Si the unspoken rules that Zhou Taixing's assistant was the fat translator. came to serve as the judges of the audition, most of them were not very good, Zhou Taixing's face was naturally to be given, and the two of them ticked under Bai Hai's name and passed!

After ticking the box, the two couldn't hear what Bai Hai said, so they couldn't help but listen to the book that Lu Bu said outside.

"What kind of book is this?"

", Three Kingdoms, is he crazy?"

The Ming Dynasty has ruled this world for nearly a thousand years, and the status of literati is far higher than that of later generations.

Listen, listen to the two judges can't sit still, and run out of the pedal.

As soon as Zhang San went out, he shouted at Lu Bu: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about, how dare you say that the Three Kingdoms should stop!"

Li Si also beckoned to the security guard: "Come on, stop him for me." ”

The security guards looked at each other and almost cried, we had worked hard.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the two of them, it could really be said that it was broken gold and jade, and the two of them turned around in fright, and a cold sweat came down, how could they hook him out.

The person who came is called Li Muyun, but he is a great figure in the storytelling industry, there are two great families in storytelling, known as Southern Li and Northern Zhou, Zhou is naturally Zhou Taixing's family, and Li refers to the Li family where Li Muyun is located.

Li Muyun is not only much older than Zhou Taixing, but also two generations higher, even Zhou Taixing has to respectfully shout his master when he sees him, because he is the same generation as Zhou Taixing's grandfather.

However, although Li Muyun was born in a family of storytellers and studied storytelling for a few years, he eventually became a scholar and was a professor at Beijing University, published several books on storytelling research, and also raised storytelling from street art to art.

Now Li Muyun's status is higher, it can be said that he is the Taishan Beidou of the storytelling world, but the main committee of this competition took a lot of effort to invite him out of the mountain.

As soon as Zhang San and Li Si saw that Li Lao was angry, they hurriedly pointed at Lu Bu and scolded: "I didn't hear Li Lao shout for you to shut up, and you dare to say it!"

Behind them, Li Lao's coercive voice sounded: "I mean to let you shut up and affect me to listen to books!"

Zhang San and Li Si: "。。。。。 ”