"It's so raining that your ears are blowing, what else do you actors say cross talk, let's rest."

In 2003!

Yanjing Huasheng Flyover!

After Deyun Club changed its name from the cross talk conference, I don't know if it's because of good luck, but recently it has a fixed audience of about fifteen.

But today's lunchtime was talking happily, when a heavy rain fell, and the blue tin roof five or six meters high above his head was crackled.

The audience couldn't hear a single sound.

A middle-aged man in the front row sat close to him and could bear it at first, but when he saw the actor open his mouth and didn't make a sound, he couldn't help but shout at the actor.

The rest of the audience didn't have any opinions, the movement overhead was deafening, and the voice could still be heard anywhere.

That's what it is.

Guo Degang on the stage and a young actor stopped their performance behind the microphone, a little helpless, it has been several days, and today is the largest audience.

Seventeen came.

But it was raining heavily.

But a second or two later, the former went down to the stage with a smile on his face and said politely.

"Those guys, I'll refund your ticket, I've only listened to three cross talks, and you're at a loss."

"No, the rain will be light for a while, let's go, don't talk about heavy rain, the theater is panicked in the light rain."

"Eh, okay, thank you, do you want tea? I poured it for a few people, and although it wasn't a good tea, it was good.

Yunfei, go to the background to get tea. ”

"Good!"

was shouted, and the young actor who was a joke just now immediately ran backstage.

His name is Wang Yunfei, and he is Guo Degang's apprentice, but he is more special, he is the senior brother of Deyun's disciple at the age of seventeen this year.

But that's not all about it, there's another reason, he's a traverser.

Because of a car accident, he came to Deyun's earliest days, and he likes quyi, so even if he knew that this time was very difficult, he resolutely joined and learned cross talk.

It's a bit bitter, but the early Deyun is undoubtedly the most suitable place to talk about cross talk, but the current Deyun is really not a thing.

The performance is only enough for them to pay for a box lunch, and sometimes it is not enough.

After a while, Wang Yunfei came to the backstage, and the backstage position was a little further back than the stage, but the sound of the collision between the heavy rain and the iron sheet was still clearly heard.

And when he saw the children coming down during the performance time, Zhang Wenshun, who was sitting backstage with his shoulders crooked, was not a little surprised.

Just asking.

"Can't hear me again?"

"Hmmm! After a temporary break, Master told me to come over and make some tea. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Wenshun nodded, got up from a wooden chair and came to the small cabinet on the side, which usually holds the actors' own things.

Next to it was a closet, almost life-tall, with their actors' coats hanging inside.

And this big cabinet was dragged from home by Mr. Zhang Wenshun.

"Don't take the cheap one, take my tea, you brew it."

"Oh, yes!"

After taking Master Zhang's things, Wang Yunfei immediately turned around and went to make tea, as for the mood at the moment, it was not a little mood, and Master Zhang's word showed that they were embarrassed now.

But after a while, a thin actor stood up.

It was none other than Cao Jin, clapping his hands.

"Well, I can't say it today, I look at the weather forecast and say that it will rain for a day, and I will see if there is a performance in the future.

If not, I'll go first.

I have to move to He Wei's house today, and I really don't have time. ”

"It doesn't seem to be able to say, Jinzi, you go, don't delay, I'll talk to Degang."

After giving the tea, Zhang Wenshun went out of the backstage with his hands behind his back, and after walking a few more steps, he saw Guo Degang chatting with the audience, trying to make them not bored during the waiting time.

And when he went over to talk and discuss, the lunch and evening shows were simply canceled.

It's true that I'm not in a good mood to perform.

So all the people in the backstage went back, and although it was raining heavily, they all preferred to go home than take this place to listen to the sound of the tin sheet.

As for the audience, they didn't want to stay too long, and after the rain was a little lighter, they all left one after another.

Guo Degang even lent out two umbrellas.

There are several umbrellas, but a few of these dozen are really friends, so they won't worry about not returning them.

That's it, when everyone is about the same.

The entire theater, except for Guo Degang and Wang Yunfei, is completely empty.

"It's a day that makes people have no way to live."

It's summer now, and after Guo Degang took off his coat and put it on the table, he squatted directly near the theater gate and watched the rain falling wildly outside.

The rain was falling happily, but the mood of the two of them was extremely unhappy.

Whether the cross talk moved into a small theater, or the cross talk conference founded by him, Zhang Wenshun, and Li Jing, but the Huasheng Tianqiao Theater, where they are currently stationed, is shabby.

The tables and benches in the audience are patched together, and the top of their heads is almost all iron, and the conditions are not good or bad for a language-based performance like cross talk.

But there is no way, Deyun Club doesn't have a penny, let alone go to other theaters to talk about performances.

And just by supporting Deyun Society until now, his newly married wife Wang Hui has already sold the car that came to Yanjing from Tianjing.

It's just that it's still not getting any better.

"Yunfei, where is the tea? How much was soaked? ”

Suddenly, Guo Degang, who was squatting in short sleeves, thought of something, and quickly glanced at Wang Yunfei, who was arranging the table and bench in the back.

"Just soaked a little, and they didn't drink much."

"Put it back for the old man."

"Hmm."

That's all he says.

The master and apprentice went about their own thing, and then fell silent again.

There was silence for hours, because at this moment Guo Degang only had one thing in his mind, and that was money.

Where the hell are you going to make money?

There are a lot of channels, but it's too difficult for him to drift north.

And halfway through the thought, Guo Degang's stomach was still moving, but when he got up, he only had a few yuan in his pocket, and he didn't dare to move the money that the audience didn't refund today, and it wasn't enough at home.

Not to mention a few actors and theater miscellaneous points, one person is not even thirty.

So after braving the rain to go out and buy a boxed lunch for the child, he came back and continued to look at the sky in a daze.

Looking at the dark, the time came to seven o'clock, and at this time the rain gradually decreased, Guo Degang gritted his teeth and turned around to find his child.

"Yunfei, bring the allegro, let's call someone on the street."

Wang Yunfei was stunned, "Isn't the evening show canceled?" ”

"I don't see that it's raining, even if it doesn't rain, it shouldn't be too big, let's see if I can call the audience."

"But Master Zhang, they're all gone."

"Hey, let's take a step at a time!"

Guo Degang can't make a little money even if he has more than a dozen people's ticket money.

And there is no oil at home, and the food is almost the same.

I don't even know what to buy when I go back.

Without saying a word, the master and apprentice stood at the door with a pair of allegro respectively.

There was a lot of movement in the fight.

Boom Soul Boom Soul Spirit.

"Tongrentang, the one that opened was an old pharmacy~

Sir, this is like a king who shakes his hands freely~

The medicine prince is sitting in the middle~

Top 10 famous doctors, lined up on both sides~

……”

Wang Yunfei: "Master Yao, my surname is Sun~."

Riding a dragon and a tiger, twisting a needle in his hand~

Mr. Sun Simiao~

Mr. Hua Tuo Gao of the Surgeon~"

……

The two of them played very vigorously in the rain-filled street, and sang even more eloquently, but none of the passers-by looked at it, because on this road, there were only one or two people passing by just now.

Wang Yunfei looked at the master while fighting, and his heart was indeed not good, because the people passing by didn't look at them at all.

Now it's struggling at best.

However, when he was distracted, three or four people suddenly came to the left, and it seemed that they had just finished eating and watched the rain stop and strolled around, and they were very happy.

"Eh, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that people were coming, Guo Degang smiled happily, "Speaking of cross talk, you can listen to it inside, it is guaranteed to be fun, if you don't think it's funny, I will refund you." ”

"Crosstalk?" One of the people in the group seemed to know very well, "I've seen it on TV, it's similar to that?" ”

"Oh, yes."

"Okay, go in and see, how many tickets are."

"Fifteen!! The price of a meal or a pack of cigarettes for you is a good deal. ”

"Let's take a look. By the way, there is an activity going on on that street, and if you go over and shout people, you should be able to shout. ”

"Okay, I thank you for saving my life, Yunfei, look at it."

Guo Degang hurried away as if he had encountered some treasure, and Wang Yunfei took people in, selling tickets, making tea, and handing melon seeds and peanuts at the same time, all by himself.

Anyway, he was constantly busy, and by the way, he messed with the tables, chairs and benches, and when someone asked him to talk, he also responded with two sentences.

However, just when Wang Yunfei got up and looked back, he froze, and there were more than a dozen people at the gate. Even ten minutes, when it was almost 7:25.

There were still people in the theater, and it reached about 40 people at once.

This is already the largest number of Deyun in recent times, Wang Yunfei had to take a deep breath when he saw it, it's not that he hasn't seen the market, the main thing is that Deyun has been too miserable recently.

It's been a long time since I've seen so many people.

At least fill the front row.

And Guo De was too happy to say anything when he first came in, and ran in a few steps.

"There's a merchant over there who has a gift-giving event, and a lot of people have come, you go and clean up, let's open the evening."

"Hmm!!"

Wang Yunfei also had a hidden smile on his face, but the moment he went backstage, the expression on his face disappeared instantly.

Come back.

"Master, Master Zhang, they all went back, Cao Jin also went to He Wei's, and Uncle Li Jing's house is far away, even if they come by bus, it will take a long time, and they can't start."