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

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After breakfast.

Qi Yuncheng left home and went straight to the uncle.

I also called on the road.

The current uncle is indeed still working on the script, so he just went over to talk about it at this time.

Not much time.

At about nine o'clock.

Qi Yuncheng went to the uncle's house.

It's quieter today.

When he first entered the door, he found that the old man was alone in the living room, wearing glasses and looking at the pile of written manuscripts on the coffee table very seriously.

Other than that, there are only a few pets resting on the floor in this house.

Or maybe because it was too quiet, Qi Yuncheng unconsciously lowered his voice a little when he came in, "Master, are you busy?"

Hear the sound.

Yu Qian looked away from the manuscripts on the coffee table, then reached out to pick up a pack of Yellow Crane Towers on the table, took out one, and decisively lit it.

After a while, a mouthful of white smoke was spit out, and a taste of enjoyment appeared on his face.

"I'm busy! But I'm not the only one thinking about this errand. I also chatted with your master recently, and it has improved a lot.

Anyway, there is probably a prototype, if you are interested, you can take a look. "

"it is good!!"

Qi Yuncheng came here for this, and immediately sat next to the uncle, but he still asked when he went to get the manuscript.

"Where is my Aunt Bai? Where did they go? Are you alone at home?"

"They went to play. It's not easy. On Sunday, I can be alone for a while."

"Really? Then take a break first."

With a smile, Qi Yuncheng said, and then began to look at these things of the uncle.

It has never been an easy task to make cross talk dramas.

Not to mention the participation of all members of Deyun this time, it is a lot of work and there are many things to consider.

And after spending a few minutes looking at the uncle's things.

Qi Yuncheng has confirmed one thing, that is, there is not much difference from the plot of the previous life.

Even for the sake of eye-catching, there are still many places where the uncle has his own handwriting to mark the age.

Approximate age.

There are almost several.

The Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, the era after liberation, the 80s and now!

"How is it? Man? Do you know anything about these times?"

Hearing the uncle's voice, Qi Yuncheng definitely didn't dare to speak big words. After all, even if he was a man in two lifetimes, he had never been in contact with the previous eras.

Even the 80s he didn't quite understand.

Because he was not born at that time, after all, he was about the same age as Song Yi, around eight or nine years old.

So I dare not make an evaluation in this regard at all.

"Master, wait for me for a while, I'll take a look."

"Okay, look! I'll pour you a glass of water!"

"No, sir, this troubles you."

"It's okay, it's easy, you can just watch it with peace of mind."

Getting up from the sofa in the living room, Yu Qian went to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water. Qi Yuncheng naturally got up quickly to pick it up.

Then sat down with his head down and watched intently.

It is impossible not to concentrate, after all, it is related to the performance of the time.

And after a while.

Qi Yuncheng understood everything, and then said, "Master, you and my master appeared more often in the late Qing Dynasty, right?"

"Yes! It is more suitable for us to appear at that time, so we have arranged a lot of old jokes and theater. As for the later ones, I have no arrangements.

After all, it's not good for the two of us to participate blindly at such an age.

Especially when new things appeared in the 80s, I let Shaobing and Xiaosi show up.

I reckon they are cute to play with these.

Bell-bottoms, big radios, dancing disco and all that stuff. "

"Yes, I can guess that too."

Qi Yuncheng nodded, but asked his own doubts again, "What about the liberation period before the 80s? You and Master didn't show up either, did you?"

This period is an era when the red flag is flying. Everyone is influenced by a great man, and cross talk is naturally greatly purified in this atmosphere.

It cannot be changed without major changes, because the market culture cannot be put on the table.

Then a lot of dross was removed.

Among this group of people, Master Hou Baolin can be said to be the representative, and many works have been performed in the auditorium.

At the same time, it is very in line with the development of this era, and a master is a master, and every cross talk adaptation is a classic.

So Qi Yuncheng had to ask here.

"Yes man, what do you think?" Yu Qian asked immediately after living for so many years, how could he not be able to hear other meanings from the child.

"It's an idea!"

"Then just say it, we can't control those between us, if there are good ones, it's not impossible to change them directly."

"Fine!"

Qi Yuncheng nodded, and put the script neatly back on the coffee table, "I understand what you mean.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, you and the master made an appearance, and I guess the audience would really like it.

But after liberation and the 80s, you and Master will not play at all.

Let Xiaomeng, Shaobing, and Xiaosi play.

This is not wrong.

The point is that this period of time is too long, and to be honest, many audiences don't know them, so they are allowed to perform on stage for such a long time.

I think the audience will be fatigued and dissatisfied.

I don't know if my idea is right. "

As soon as these words came out, Yu Qian turned his head to look at his manuscript, and then stared at the child with wide eyes for a few seconds. To be honest, he really didn't think about it at all.

Feeling a little enlightened.

Because what is considered is that at that time, a group of people will be lively and lively.

And if it's lively, it must be young people who come here neatly.

How could he and Guo Degang dance with a big tape recorder on the street?

But the child's words really make sense.

"Well, man, you are really a good suggestion! After all, the ideas of one or two people's heads are still limited!"

"I just thought about it, mainly because you think about it yourself."

Qi Yuncheng naturally didn't dare to say that he was right, so he softened his sentence, but his thinking was also very simple.

After all, the cross talk is a familiar face!
At this time, some viewers know Shaobing and them, but most of them don't.

Then watching a group of unknown people perform for so long, the audience must not be very happy.

So Qi Yuncheng believes that this is also a reason for that result.

After all, even Xiaoyue hadn't become popular at this time, how could it have such a big effect.

And if this cross talk drama is put in ten years later.

Ten years later.

Xiaoyue is already very popular, and Xiaomeng is also very popular by relying on him, not to mention Zhang Yunlei, although he is a bit fiercely sought after.

But it also belongs to the top class of virtue.

Needless to say, Dalin went directly to the film and television, making Yan He a widow.

So let them play this, not to mention acting the plot, just a group of them standing there, the audience likes to watch.

(End of this chapter)