Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 121 Let Zhou Hang accompany the strings! 【Subscribe】

Know that there is no movement in the system.

Qi Yuncheng didn't bother to worry about anything, so he just checked the Internet with his mobile phone.

Because of the essence of heaven at this moment.

Master and uncle are also holding a venue.

So for a while Weibo and Tieba were very lively.

He even saw Post Bar.There are also viewers who directly post and take photos online.

There are masters and uncles, and there are also audiences who posted the scene where he talked about cross talk just now.

He didn't pay much attention to himself.

The master and the uncle took a few more glances. In the Tianjing auditorium, the two were dressed in black coats, standing on the stage with their bags and smiling.

It looks very happy.

There are also photos of the auditorium.

There is no doubt that the audience of today's two games are in the same state.

Full of pits and valleys.

But I didn't watch it for too long, just browsed Lao Hejun's post bar for a while, and then he and Luan Yunping had to play again.

More than 20 minutes.

It's not that long.

After going up.

Today's New Year's Day shows are also performed one after another.

Today, the task of their group of actors is to talk until the early twelve o'clock.

So the entire five-hour program was predictably long.

During these times, I originally planned to add more programs, such as changing to eight programs or nine programs, but in the end it was discussed that Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping would give a few more big comebacks.

After all, their show.

So after the cross talk "Weapon Spectrum", "Selling Estimated Clothes" and a bunch of encores, the time is considered to be late at night, and then it goes to early morning.

It was the moment of twelve o'clock.

All the actors in today's scene came out to take a curtain call and expressed their thanks and blessings to the audience.

This can be regarded as a new year, and I am really grateful for their support, otherwise it would be impossible for De Yun to recover to this situation in the past few months.

But when it was twelve o'clock.

Qi Yuncheng, who was standing on the stage and asking about the time, really had no choice.

Logically speaking, this is really too late.

There will be a wave of audiences, such as those who are afraid that they will not be able to catch the car home or have other things tomorrow.

But looking at the theater now, although some people have left, 90.00% of the people are still sitting in their seats and watching them obediently.

After all, everyone has come to this theater, and most people must have vacated it, not to mention that there is a holiday on New Year's Day, so it's okay to stay overnight tonight.

But they are fine, the actors have problems.

Looking at their excited state, Qi Yuncheng sighed behind the microphone, "It's so late and there are so many people, what should we do!!"

When this sentence came out, the audience below were all happy.

You can see the helplessness on the actor's face.

Also like to see him like this.

Qi Yuncheng continued, "It's past twelve o'clock now, and we have come to the new year, and I am very happy to celebrate the New Year with everyone.

Just now I told my brothers and sisters that a special performance will be held in Deyun's small theater.

The price will definitely be cheaper than here.

Don't worry about scalpers copying tickets.

But are you still coming? "

"Come!!!!"

Thousands of people answered in unison below.

Qi Yuncheng nodded, opened his legs, and walked to the first row of the auditorium without saying a word, "Then let's collect the ticket money from now on!"

"Good guy, impatient."

Hearing these words, Luan Yunping who was beside her was quickly caught back, and the audience was also laughing.

After being captured, Qi Yuncheng explained, "What if they don't come!"

"So let's put the money here first?"

"That's fine too."

"Anything is fine."

After casually saying a few words, Qi Yuncheng himself was also happy, and then looked back at Xiangxiang Xiaomeng, Shaobing and other supporting actors.

"Anyway, let's all come, and I introduced them just now, they are all my senior brothers! Some of them I know and some of them don't, so it's really late now.

All of us will sing a little song at the end!

There is a little song called Dashi..."

"What?" Luan Yunping was startled behind the table, and asked with widened eyes.

With this action, the audience below became restless. Needless to say, it must be telling the truth.

Qi Yuncheng cleared his throat, and quickly corrected him, "I talked too much, my throat feels a little uncomfortable, there is a little song called Daxixiang!
You may have heard it, if you can sing, let's sing together!

Just sing "Zhaohuatai" among them! "

"it is good!!!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

As soon as the audience agreed, the applause continued to erupt.

Qi Yuncheng also subconsciously picked up the fan on the table, playing with it while preparing to sing.

But at this juncture, Meng Hetang suddenly walked over quickly from behind.

Then he whispered something in his ear.

Hearing this, he was taken aback, turned away from the microphone and said, "Where does he bring it?"

"Yeah! I haven't left my hand before, I just want to come together."

"Okay, it's better to sing with Xian'er."

"Then I'll tell you?"

"Try to hurry up, don't waste time."

"okay!"

After Meng Hetang agreed softly, he immediately turned around and told Zhou Hang who was standing at the edge of the stage. After Zhou Hang heard this, he obviously didn't expect it, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly trotted off the stage.

The audience was very curious about this movement, not knowing what to make of it.

And for a while.

Zhou Hang brought his sanxian on stage!
That's right, let him accompany the string.

Otherwise, Meng He Tang would not let him get it at this time.

At the same time, Qi Yuncheng introduced this young actor to everyone on the stage.

"Everyone with a good memory may have an impression of this guy at the beginning! His name is Zhou Hang, he is 17 years old, and he is a student of Deyun.

Sanxian'er plays well, and he's in elementary school, so let him accompany me, but let's set the tune first. "

"Ok!"

Zhou Hang nodded, and after Meng Hetang moved a stool, he slowly sat on the edge of the stage and began to prepare for the tuning.

But to be honest, how nervous is he now.

My hands are full of sweat.

Because many people below are looking at him, let alone his first visit to this big venue, there are thousands of people.

Not so easy.

However, with the sanxian in his hand, he quickly stabilized, after all, he has been studying for many years.

After wiping the sweat from his palms with a tissue in his pocket, he flicked his fingers, and a clear and pleasant three-stringed sound came out immediately.

This thing can be heard as soon as it is good or bad.

So many viewers were really surprised, they didn't expect San Xian'er to be so stable at such a young age.

The key is sitting there, as if there is a feeling of an old gentleman.

Inexplicable!
At this time, Qi Yuncheng can also know what the audience thinks. If he does not say that he is 17 years old, who would believe that he is 17 years old, but there is no delay, just lightly fan in his hand.

"Okay, let's get started! Photo Flower Terrace!"

(End of this chapter)