"Yuebo! Who is this? ”

On the stage of Xuannan Bookstore, Qi Yuncheng was talking about the beginning of the storytelling, when suddenly a familiar voice came out, startling Wang Yuebo, who was listening, and the naked eye trembled on his body.

"Godmother!"

Wang Yuebo hurriedly turned around and shouted, and the elderly lady beside her was Lian Liru, the godmother who told Wang Yunfei at that time.

He is 61 years old this year, his hair is not gray, and he is full of energy.

Women say storytelling, she is really rare, and she is the only heir of Lianpai storytelling, "Romance of the Eastern Han Dynasty", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Longtu Gong Case" and other storytelling recorded for various provincial and municipal radio and television stations, not to mention, she went abroad to perform in the 90s.

The response has been overwhelming.

"It's not Li Jingdong running around, I called him and said that I could find a child to practice in the past few days, so I found such a child.

I heard that it was a child around me, and I also learned Allegro. ”

The last sentence Wang Yue added quickly, especially the words around him, for fear that he would think that Li Jing was looking for it in Deyun Club, and if he said that he had learned Allegro, he might add a little favor.

Because Li Jing and Wang Yuebo are both her students, she also knows that the former is okay, and the master is Mr. Liang Houming.

"Really? Then I'll listen to it too, but it's a little small, how old? ”

"Seventeen."

"No wonder the face is so tender."

"I'll get you a stool."

"No, that's all, I'll listen for a minute or two."

Lian Liru waved her hand, with some arrogance on her body, that is, this arrogance made her not optimistic about Guo Degang's group of cross talkers, and she didn't let Wang Yuebo talk to them more.

Because I want my child to develop more storytelling, don't mix anything else, there is a kind of adult management of children, and I want him to be a strong person.

But the storytelling world is similar to the cross talk world, and it is also a discord between face and heart.

Don't look at Mr. Shan Tianfang's popularization of storytelling, so that more audiences can accept it, but it is this kind of acceptable storytelling that many old gentlemen look down on.

So don't look at the chaos in the cross talk circle, other music arts are similar, why just see the cross talk circle, it's just that the cross talk circle is on fire first.

At this moment, Wang Yunfei was still thinking about the performance, where was it clear that two or three meters to his right, there were two people staring directly at him.

"There was a small episode after the distribution came out, there was a place named Cross Slope in the thirty miles of Mengzhou, and I met an acquaintance. Who? Sun Erniang! ”

While saying that, Wang Yunfei picked up the folding fan and made a chopping action, "Sun Erniang, who opened a black shop and sold kernel meat buns." As for the husband, his name is Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener, and both of them are heroes.

At first, I thought I didn't know someone, but then I found out after chatting, yo, the second brother Wu, hurry up and sit and drink.

Sun Erniang also asked, brother, how can you fill the army and distribute it well.

Hey, I have a human life, and if I kill someone, I have to be in the army.

How many have you killed?

Killed two.

Yo~~ The two of them have to be in the army? What about my more than 20 pots of steamed buns a day? I've got enough to chop several times a day. Brother, don't go, let's cook with this gang.

Wu Song said that this is not like words, I still have the two official brothers.

It's okay, the two of them are in a drawer!! ”

The words of several characters, the older gentlemen below can also hear the fun, with a smile on their faces.

Wang Yunfei himself continued to talk happily, and wiped his forehead, "The escorted brothers are so scared that they sweat down, second master, don't agree, don't agree."

Wu Song smiled: No, no, I don't like steamed buns. I'm in charge of the army, so I'm not suitable for this, and if I leave, it will be a burden to others. It's okay to be distributed for three years, and when I come back, I see my brother and sister-in-law coming.

Sun Erniang: Then I'll keep you for three days, and I won't stay for three more days.

All right. ”

As soon as he agreed, Wu Song stayed for another three days, because it was very close to Mengzhou, and thirty miles of land was not a problem.

Three days later, I put it down for a long time, I was full and drunk, and I and Sun Erniang were separated from each other in tears, and rushed to Mengzhou. ”

The words slowed slightly, and Wang Yunfei pointed in a direction, "Enter the south gate of Mengzhou, and there is a forest not far from the south gate." The two said that the second master would go into the woods to cool off, and we would arrive.

Okay, take a break, it's really hot.

Sitting here, the brothers spread out their things, the second master, you are wronged, and you have to wear the shackles.

Oops, I forgot.

That's our brothers carrying it for you, anyway, you are tired, there is no way to get here. ”

"Take it and put it on for the second master, put on the sin clothes and sin skirts, and get all the chains and shackles, and then start to submit papers on the road."

"Submission!"

Wang Yunfei sat behind the table and said in a tone, stretching out his hand to explain a little, "The biggest official in Mengzhou is called the state official, and according to this procedure, the two sent people to take the prisoner to see the state official." handed over this official document, the master finished approving it, and then the two of them went back, and the prisoner stayed in the pavilion and began to serve his sentence. ”

"It's easy to serve this sentence, why, it's not like being in a local prison, and this is labor reform. Some people are easy to talk to, as long as they don't leave, no one cares.

It doesn't even matter if you even find a place to live on your own. ”

Spit out word by word, like a child explaining things to a group of adults, and there is really nothing under the punctuality.

Only a few words from time to time.

"Huh! Yes, this kid said it, and he understands it so clearly. ”

"It feels good, who is the teacher? It's so well taught, I think I can listen to it anyway. ”

"I looked down on it at the beginning."

……

muttering quietly, the twenty audience members are listening to the story and knocking melon seeds from time to time, obviously they have entered a very comfortable state, and they are no longer the kind of absent-minded and talking about themselves.

Of course, it's still a lot worse, but age is too confusing, so it's surprising and good to be able to say this at this age.

Rao is Wang Yuebo also thinks so, in the end, Wang Yunfei came to comment on the story, most of them were acting in cross talk, and the last time he came to say it was at the beginning of this year.

And after listening to it like this, Lian Liru's words were already standing on the side curtain for far from being as simple as a minute or two, at least ten or so minutes.

She didn't have too many words, but the state of this child when he was performing must have been seen in her eyes, and she recognized the good and bad in an instant.

It's too much, it's far from enough, and some things just grab a little bit.

That's what she thinks in her heart.

But when he turned to go down, he deliberately asked, "What is this child's name?" Where did the hell come from? ”

Wang Yuebo slid his head at this time, "Wang Yunfei! Li Jing is the most familiar, and I don't know where to find it. ”