Chapter Ninety-Three: The Yellow Lady of the Ninth Degree
The performance went unexpectedly smoothly, and it can even be said to be a hit.
Guo Degang saw the warm applause and cheers from the audience, and his heart finally returned to his stomach.
It works.
The cross talk circle and the entertainment industry don't seem to be completely incomprehensible.
He glanced at Ji Yun, who was bowing down, and sighed secretly, but there are a few young men in the entertainment industry who react so quickly.
The audience had to watch the encore, but Ji Yun was really unprepared.
Cross talk lovers and cross talk are two professions, although he has heard a lot of cross talk, but he doesn't think he can handle it freely.
Even if you tease and shout a son, you have to learn for ten years, and the pads and rhythms need to be accumulated over many years.
"Thank you to the audience." Ji Yun bowed again, "After all, I'm chasing ducks to the shelves, so I didn't have any preparations in advance." β
The audience sighed in annoyance.
Although he was not optimistic about this young man at first, his performance on stage was really good.
That slightly jerky energy is like a catalyst, and with his cooperation, Yu Qian and Guo Degang's emotions have also reached an unprecedented peak.
"When I have a chance in the future, I'll prepare well." Ji Yun looked at Guo Degang, "Is there still a chance?" β
"Yes!" Guo Degang smiled kindly, "The door of Deyun Club is open for you at any time!" β
There was a burst of cheers, and the three of them lined up and walked off the stage.
got off the stage, and Wan Qian was the first to greet her.
"Great!"
Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, and just the right amount of praise satisfied all of Ji Yun's vanity.
"In the next paragraph, do you two want to go to the front desk to listen?" Yu Qian glanced at Wan Qian and said tentatively.
Ji Yun's private life is now a blank, and if it is revealed that he is with other women, it may attract some unnecessary attention.
Before Ji Yun could speak, Wan Qian shook her head and said, "That's it, the angle is very good." β
"Okay!" Yu Qian nodded.
"Then you take a break, and I'll go up and talk about it again."
Guo Degang wiped the sweat on his head, and listened to the sound of the curtain on the stage while wiping.
Ji Yun's show is the finale, that is, the penultimate show of the whole show, and as for the big axis, it is Guo Degang's stand-up.
He has been a master since childhood, and his best skill is stand-up, that is, storytelling.
Storytelling is different from cross talk, and ancient storytellers were called sir.
As the old saying goes: first-class Buddha is a second-rate immortal, a third-rate emperor is a fourth-rate official, a fifth-rate scholar is an ancient sixth-rate scholar, and a seven-rate merchant is a nine-rate farmer.
Talking about the ancient times is telling stories, and since there is this industry, it has been a ninth-rate business, and I don't know where it is higher than Tianqiao to say cross talk.
A cross talk lover dares to come on stage to make a gesture, but a storytelling lover will not rob the storyteller of his job.
The bar is too high for this line of work.
Lao Guo talked about stand-up, of course, he also had to change the deputy faction.
The coat was changed into a long robe, or it was said that people relied on clothes and horses to rely on the saddle, and he changed into a robe, and faintly had the appearance of an old pedant.
There is a rule in storytelling, and the stories in it are all leading people to goodness, such as Zhang Xiaoyi's visit to Nanjing, Zhang Shuangxi's demon hunting, and Baimei Hero, all of which are stories of justice triumphing over evil.
Persuading people to be good will naturally have more posture as a teacher.
Guo Degang didn't hold it, although he still had a kind of preaching style in his bones, he was very kind on the surface.
Entering, Guo Degang was shocked, and the audience immediately closed up.
"The three emperors and five emperors of morality, the fame of the Shang and Zhou dynasties after the summer, the five tyrants and the seven heroes make trouble in the spring and autumn, the rise and fall of the hands in an instant, the names and surnames of a few lines in the green history, countless barren hills in the north, the predecessors sowed and the descendants reaped, saying that the dragon fights for the tiger!"
Wan Qian stabbed Ji Yun, "Mr. Guo's line skills are okay." β
"How long have people been immersed in this business, of course they can."
It was also the first time for Ji Yun to listen to Guo Degang's single talk so closely, and his eyebrows were full of anticipation.
Wan Qian looked at Ji Yun's side face, that serious look, a little silly.
Lao Guo opened his mouth and did not cut into the story, but began to ridicule the audience.
"It's not too early, aren't you sleepy? If you're sleepy, go back and rest. β
"Not sleepy!"
"Sleep here!"
"Oh!" Guo Degang's tone was tactful and witty, "Sleep here?" That farewell! β
The previous paragraph is too hot, and the audience's emotions are still tense, and now cutting directly into the story will make the audience have no empathy.
The old artists have analyzed the audience's hearts thoroughly, in their business, no matter what they say, let's talk about it first.
Draw the audience's attention to yourself and listen to the story quietly.
After interacting on stage for a while, Lao Guo saw that it was almost over, "Don't talk nonsense, let's get back to business!" β
"Phewβ"
The audience was quite addicted to listening to idle white, but they didn't expect Lao Guo to stop abruptly and satisfy their appetite.
"There may be a new audience, I just saw it, and there were still people pouring in halfway through the previous performance."
Lao Guo looked around, most of the new audience were girls, and the extra seats could no longer satisfy them, and they were holding their chins and sitting on the steps of the aisle to listen.
He was a little relieved, the decision to let Ji Yun come to power today was really too wise.
What is this called?
That's right, drainage!
It doesn't matter who they're aiming for, as long as I open my mouth to say it, I'm sure I'll be able to turn them into loyal listeners of the Deyun Society.
He laughed, "I know you're all here for me. β
"Phewβ"
The new audience didn't understand the market, but the boos were quick to learn.
"I'm a family!"
Guo Degang laughed heartily, completely ignoring the boos from the audience.
"Teacher Guo, I love you!"
The little girl in the audience was very unrestrained, obviously infected by the atmosphere in this garden.
"Line up!"
Guo Degang said with a smile.
A stunned shot, "Don't gossip... That's a lot of gossip. β
He said with a smile: "The new audience may not remember what to say in this book, but don't worry, the old audience doesn't know either." β
"Phewβ"
The old audience still doesn't know what he means, and he is going to open a new book again.
Ji Yun also felt a little empathy, Lao Guo really loves to dig pits, and later made a show called the pit king, the pit in front of him was not filled, and a lot of new pits were dug up.
This show is very good, but it sounds a little crooked.
If you don't listen, you'll lose, and if you finish listening, you'll lose a lot.
"The story I am telling today is a passage from Jigong's biography, called "The Yellow Lady of the Nine Degrees"!"
"Smack!" The tree fell to the ground, and the story got to the point.
"The story takes place in..."
Guo Degang's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he spoke eloquently.
He has the ability to paint a picture in your mind with just one mouth.
The audience listened fascinated, and Guo Degang's voice slowly echoed in the entire small garden.
"Just seeing Wang Yue'e appear in her true body, the demonic aura in the house is surging in an instant. Zhou Zhikui was also stupid when he saw this posture, what am I on? If you think about it again, I'll take care of you, and turn off the lights! β
Late at night, Guo Degang didn't have a door in his mouth, commonly known as the midnight three vulgar fields.
Either it is said that without Guo Degang, the cross talk will be yellow, and with Guo Degang, it will be even more yellow.
But at this point, everyone is sleepy and confused.
A lot of deep baggage doesn't work, and at this time, the vulgar baggage can poke the audience's heart even more.
"Just listen to Old Lady Zhou's ouch!"
Guo Degang turned the door up suddenly, and a startled wood fell, bringing the audience back to reality: "Let's listen to the next decomposition!" β
The audience was suddenly full of grief, and when he heard the climax, it was really a little inauthentic for him to stop so abruptly.
This is also the rule that the storyteller must follow, if you explain it clearly, who will listen to your next paragraph?
Wan Qian felt as if a kitten was scratching in her heart, "I'm listening well, why is it over?" β
She looked at Ji Yun, "Do you know the next plot?" β
Ji Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know." β
Guo Degang has been talking about this for 20 years, and it has only reached the third degree, and who knows who will go later.
Sensei said that Lady Huang is a lady, and Jidian has been refining for ten years.