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

Chapter 547 Your father died, and your mother remarried, a step forward! 【Subscribe】

"Just tell me on the stage, without you." Ma Zhiming explained.

"I understand what you mean, but who can understand what you say."

"I only hooked up with you after typing this paragraph, but I didn't have bad intentions when I wrote this, but I was also hated for writing this stuff."

Huang Zuming knew about that period of time, and there was never a quiet time in the circle of cross talk. Even Ma Zhiming was criticized by others, so he said, "Look, it's actually a good intention."

"Yes, I wrote it to promote stability and unity. I don't know if you remember the slogan at that time."

Ma Zhiming stretched out his hand and chanted with his fingers, "Seize the opportunity, deepen reform, expand opening up, promote development, and maintain stability. It was written under such circumstances."

The young master said.

The older people at the scene suddenly remembered back to the beginning, and felt kind in their hearts.

It is indeed far from what it was then and now, and it has developed rapidly.

Feeling the atmosphere, Ma Zhiming was happy, "We wrote this paragraph to tell people not to get entangled in such trivial matters as rubbing shoes and stepping socks."

Huang Zuming nodded, followed the words in his mouth, "It's not worth it."

"The joke is about what happened in our Tianjin. When we wake up in the morning and go to work, the street is full of traffic. This person pushes such a bicycle and presses that person's foot.

In fact, I rubbed a little mud, but I didn't hold it down. "

"Not serious."

"If you want to say an apology, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's okay, it's okay." Ma Zhiming looked helpless, "Is this not over?"

"Isn't that the case?"

"It's very simple, but this person's quality is a little low. After pressing his feet, it's like someone didn't press them. He just pushes the cart and leaves, and that person quits."

"Look at it."

Suddenly lowering his head, Ma Zhiming glanced at his shoes, patted them a little, and then looked up at the man with his head on his hips. The feeling of ordinary people in the market was vivid in the performance.

"Hey! Talk about you, talk about you, how can you grow so big! Push the Nima car and pay attention!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Ah~~"

Recreating the feeling of the performance back then, especially the slightly thin voice of the characters, the audience was instantly agitated, not to mention the audience, Qi Yuncheng, who was looking at Ma Laozu from the side, was a little excited.

Listening to his old man's disputes back then was very classic.

Now the reappearance of the classics is enough to move the DNA, so I understand why the audience is happy.

During the movement, Ma Zhiming looked at the audience and said, "As soon as this word comes out, it's so unpleasant."

"That's not."

"The Lord is not ambiguous."

Ma Zhiming pushed the bicycle and controlled the movement of the faucet, "Oh? What are you doing? What are you doing?

What's wrong with you, you're pressing my feet.

Hey, you deserve it for pressing your foot, and you deserve it for pressing your mouth. "

A word suddenly burst into laughter.

The audience clearly loved the joke.

"Hey, I said, keep your mouth clean, why are you cursing?

Cursing?Scolding is good. "

As soon as he turned around, Ma Zhiming's voice became thinner again, his hands were unambiguous, and then he turned the faucet to the character again, "Huo? That's not good? What can you do? Tell you not to play this trick.

Which set do I have?If you want to say that, don't leave, the car stops for me.

Pull my car?If you pull my car, I will take your letter?

Our police station, you press my foot, deal with it.

Is the police station run by your family?Go, I don't expect you anywhere! "

"Have you gone?" Huang Zuming asked.

"Just because of this, the two of them really went. When they arrived at the police station, the policemen were working. When they came in, the two of them were aggressive...

......"

At [-], Ma Zhiming re-enacted this cross talk on the stage.

It was really fun. At the beginning, the two of them had to go to the police station because of trivial matters. The police in the police station had a way.

Just let them hang out for a while, and if you don't deal with them, you can't deal with such a small matter.

In the end, the two stayed for a long time, seeing that it was not a matter, they took the initiative to reconcile.

Because I have things to do at hand, I can't wait.

Then I went to the police and said that the two of them were joking around, they were very good brothers, and cursing was not cursing, it was just colloquial words.

Totally stuffed.

This is also the reason why the classics are indeed meaningful.

In the end, Ma Zhiming and Huang Zuming finished their performance, and the auditorium continued to applaud and make noise, which directly raised the whole cross talk scene.

Then Qi Yuncheng's pressure came, and there were not many young people who took over the young master's job.

The main reason is that he doesn't act much as an old man, and he can't get enough of it. Only he has a lot of contact.

So Rao, who has performed a lot of scenes, is also very excited in the side scenes, after all, this is the last show of the day.

If the finishing work is not beautiful, the venue is still not a complete success.

But I have to sigh, the audience is really waiting for today's last cross talk.

"Man, isn't the atmosphere low?"

Yu Qian was also on the side screen at the moment, his amount of work, and when he saw Master Shao bowing, the applause was overwhelming, layer by layer.

The second should be gentler, and Ma Zhiming is also going for a gentle performance. After all, the joke of the dispute is not so hot, it is just a trivial matter between two ordinary people.

But I like him, he likes everything he performs, plus the reappearance of classic jokes, which ignites the enthusiasm of the audience.

Because of this, when Ma Zhiming and the Huang family were named, they felt a little complicated.

Neither of the two of them thought that this would happen. They thought it would be enough for them to end up quietly and let the child save money by telling a joke.

Now it's a lot of fun.

If he knew this earlier, he wouldn't give the child the second place, even if he made the show come first.

"Thank you both for your performance! Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Boast House"! Performers Qi Yuncheng and Yu Qian!"

The actors thought it was their own business, and the host still went up to announce the scene.

Say the name.

Qi Yuncheng and Yu Qian went on stage in the lively scene. The moment they took the stage, the audience was visibly restless and applauded continuously.

After all, the former also has a lot of popularity and flow.

But obviously there are still many viewers who are not at ease under the influence of the cross talk just now.

Not feeling at ease is almost the same as the opening.

However, at the beginning, Qi Yuncheng is not easy to handle?He is an actor from a small theater, so he is confident that he can take over Patriarch Ma's job.

The typhoon is not messy at all.

Stand behind the microphone and speak steadily.

"This evening, you all are tired of applauding, because many senior assistants have been invited today.

Thank you all and gentlemen for your encouragement and support. "

"Yes!" Yu Qian nodded beside him.

"I am still very young, a student, and I came to Tianjin to perform, and I was very happy and nervous throughout the performance.

I am happy that I have the opportunity to report to the elders in Tianjin, and I am worried that the old man will help me.

Flattered.

Especially in the previous cross talk.

Ma Zhiming, Mr. Ma, is also the performance of my old ancestor Ma and a buddy next to me. "

After the voice fell, the audience below were all amused.

Yu Qian couldn't help but stop him quickly, "Wait a minute, what's going on? What buddy, Mr. Huang Zuming is an old man."

"Then I don't care. I listen to Patriarch Ma. If he says yes, I agree."

Hahahaha!

The young and old continued to have fun.

There is no size on the stage, and there are rules under the stage.

Qi Yuncheng smashed the cross talk in front of him, and linked it together, which also made people laugh.

As for Ma Zhiming and Huang Zuming who had just stepped down, they were also amused.

Originally, I was worried about what to do with the child, but it seemed superfluous, and the child was indeed very clever.

The ability to smash and hang is in a mess.

As for the name of the Huang clan, he may not be too familiar with Qi Yuncheng, but he has also talked to him, so he is not considered a stranger.

So he didn't care about the rhetoric at all. Instead, he looked at the stage happily and gave a thumbs up, "Okay! This kid is really good, and he feels very good on stage."

"I said yes."

Ma Zhiming smiled and nodded beside him.

In the past, Qi Yuncheng was performing drum music and storytelling, so it was enough to make people think it was not bad, but now when he talks about cross talk, he has entered his true profession.

Once you enter the industry, to be honest, it is indeed better than the other two.

That's why this smashing has some color.

Guo Degang didn't need to say much, and he didn't say much. Throughout the whole session today, he said very little.

However, it is a sure thing for children to come on stage to talk about cross talk and give their own style.

If he didn't have confidence in him, the master wouldn't have given him this place at all.

Amidst the laughter, Qi Yuncheng continued, "This is all just a joke, the old man is very honored to be a student as an assistant to me, a junior.

But I have to introduce myself when I come on stage. "

"Are you still introducing?" Yu Qian looked at the child and asked.

"The introduction is not to introduce me, but mainly to introduce you! Teacher Yu Qianyu!" Qi Yuncheng looked at his uncle, "In fact, our two partners are not too small. In the early days, Teacher Yu often measured one for me, and the relationship on stage is not bad. .

But basically do not move around in private. "

"Why don't you move around? Are you on a bad relationship?"

"Not enough friends!"

"Wait a minute!" Stopped again, Yu Qian asked in doubt, "Who is not enough friends?"

Qi Yuncheng waved his hand and explained, "I'm not saying that you are not enough friends, nor am I. It's that the relationship between the two of us is not enough to be a friend."

The more he talked, the more incomprehensible he became, but Yu Qian still didn't understand, "Can't the two of us reach?"

"Yes! Do you know what a friend is? As the old saying goes, if you buy me a drink, I'll buy you a meal; if you buy me a cigarette, I'll buy you tea; if you buy me a perm, I'll buy you a bath."

"Okay! I can't run away from these three things."

When it comes to drinking, smoking, and perm, the audience also understands things.

Then Qi Yuncheng continued, "We have been in contact back and forth! But you don't care if you contact me, because Lao Yu's family is rich."

"That's right." Yu Qian confirmed with a smile.

"Besides, Mr. Yu is also kind, and making friends with him guarantees that I will not suffer. I don't care what you give me, and I can't give you much results. I am a little ashamed."

"Think too much."

Qi Yuncheng patted his coat, and then put his hands into the sleeves, feeling a little poor, "I have to think about my position."

"It's okay, let's get in touch more."

"True contact?"

"Contact!"

"For example, I was staying at home, and someone sent me a letter. Did you hear that? Teacher Yu is in the hospital, and the bleeding from the surgery is terrible."

"What's wrong with me? Still bleeding profusely?" Yu Qian said from behind the table, looking at the men.

Qi Yuncheng turned his head and looked at the uncle as well, "You have hemorrhoids."

"It's a sickness that may bleed profusely."

"I saw hemorrhoids... Although it is said that no one can die, but the burning is uncomfortable. I have to see the patient. Is it appropriate to go empty-handed? I have to buy things anyway.

Anyone who knows, Mr. Yu never leaves his mouth to smoke.Bring some more food. "

"What to eat?"

After hesitating for a while, Qi Yuncheng put his weight on his mouth, "I specially went to the kitchen to fry some jars of hot sauce for you to eat."

"Are you hurting or not? Do you have to paralyze my lower body?"

Hahaha!
The auditorium erupted with laughter.

Qi Yuncheng looked innocent, "This will give you half a bowl of rice."

"I was hospitalized with hemorrhoids, you gave me a jar of hot sauce, am I okay?"

"Why can't it get better? Spicy pepper belongs to cold, and it actually removes fire."

"I can't stand eating too much."

"Just to give you an example. I'll bring you something anyway. Let's get in touch with each other more! When your hemorrhoids are healed, I'll get married and send you a letter just in time. You won't be able to do it."

Yu Qian nodded and said in a firm tone, "Of course I'm here, and I'm not empty-handed."

"Yes, you and I know very well." Qi Yuncheng began to gesture with both hands, "Two pure wool blankets, four satin quilts, and an LCD TV worth several thousand yuan.

I couldn't hold it by myself, so I took someone to move it inside. "

"Should be."

"Is it right to spend so much money?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter to you, but I feel uncomfortable. I owe a favor and I have to pay it back.

Not long after, your father died. "

"..."

Looking stunned for a moment, Yu Qian stood behind the table dumbfounded. It seemed that he didn't expect Qi Yuncheng to be so ruthless, so he said he was dead on the spot.

Qi Yuncheng didn't care about the uncle's appearance, "When I heard it, yo, this one has to go, I have to go to condole, comfort and comfort.

Now I don't pay much attention to buying wreaths and making paper people and horses.

I found a piece of paper and sent a KFC coupon for buying [-] yuan off [-] yuan. "

As soon as he said it, there was nothing unhappy, and then Yu Qianyi complained even more happily, "Okay! Then I have to spend dozens of dollars to use this coupon."

"You don't need it in a hurry, I'll bow there! In the new year, my daughter-in-law will be confinement and raise a fat boy. Can you not come if I give you a letter?"

Yu Qian was also smart this time, and said angrily, "I won't come!"

"Why don't you come?" Qi Yuncheng didn't understand.

"All the good things about co-authoring are on your side? What about on my side? Except for being hospitalized or dead? Is it plausible?"

Qi Yuncheng: "Just an example."

Yu Qian: "It doesn't matter if you give an example, you have to match the good and the bad."

Qi Yuncheng: "Of course, people are like this all their lives, good things and bad things happen."

Yu Qian: "What's good about me? Tell me!"

Qi Yuncheng: "Your father is dead!"

Yu Qian: "Is this a good thing?"

"Don't be too busy!" Qi Yuncheng paused to think again, and then said happily, "Your father died, and your mother remarried. It's a step forward."

"I'll go to yours."

Hahahaha!

"Woo~~"

There are a lot of these burdens in the cross talk, and amidst the laughter, Qi Yuncheng looked at the uncle, "No, the three of you have a good life, and the old man has a problem of loneliness.

You have to think about it. "

"What are you thinking about!"

"Don't be angry. For example, let's say that your family is rich and your life is good. Your family has a big business and some wax."

"Why do you need so much wax? There should be mules and horses!"

"Yes! Your home is a thousand hectares of fertile land, with forests of trees, warehouses of rice and flour, stacks of coal, coins of gold and silver, knives of bills, piles of cash, groups of mules and horses, fences of chickens and ducks, ponds of fish and shrimp, sets of brocade clothes, and colorful clothes. Satin is made into boxes, hairpins are made into pairs, good things are made into bags, and gourmet products are finished..."

Word by word.

Qi Yuncheng started the first passage of this traditional joke, and at the same time entered the main work.

But the tradition belongs to the tradition, and it can be seen that apart from being active, many parts of the joke have been changed by the actors.

It is impossible to say a word without changing and repeating in cross talk.

And listen to the child's mouth.

The elders in Tianjin did not have the mentality of picking faults, they really appreciated it, and it was really comfortable to listen to.

The tone and rhythm are so solid.

Even Ma Zhiming thinks it is good, but this is not a question of talent, it can only be the result of his hard work.

Talented and willing to work hard, who would not like it?
So subconsciously looked back at Guo Degang, and said to him, "You are good as an apprentice, you are more than a little bit outstanding.

It was as good as yours back then, and the effect of the whole performance was not bad either. "

Hearing the master's praise, Guo Degang smiled and said, "You praise me."

"It's not easy to teach such a good boy, all three are solid."

This time, Guo Degang didn't follow his predecessors, "In fact, the child knows how to learn by himself, and he loves quyi."

"Look at it." Ma Zhiming took a deep breath, "I can always see it."

(End of this chapter)