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

"What are you doing? If you haven't come over to help, you've been playing with your phone every day and helping to peel garlic and onions. My son-in-law will have dinner when he comes back later, so he has to time it right."

Mother Song was busy in the kitchen. When she came out to take a look and found that her husband was very leisurely, she suddenly shouted.

When she shouted, what else could Father Song do?

After sending messages to some of his old friends, he started to get up without waiting for a reply. When he got up, he even looked at Xixi and Jingjing.

"Be good, don't run around, eat something first, and call us when the Spring Festival Gala starts."

"Okay." Xixi and Jingjing sat side by side and agreed in unison.

They agreed, and Song's father hurried into the kitchen. As soon as he entered, he found his daughter working on it, and immediately joined the team.

There are a lot of dishes tonight, and naturally there are a lot of ingredients.

So the family started to work on dinner, but deliberately delayed it, knowing that Yuncheng would not be able to come back temporarily, and even if he finished the performance, it would still take half an hour's drive.

It took a while, from around seven o'clock to eight o'clock.

Mrs. Song suddenly came out wearing an apron and took a look at the TV to see if it had started. She saw that it had indeed started, but it was just the beginning of singing and dancing.

The singing and dancing were very splendid, with people on the stage dancing and singing.

But that wasn't what she cared about. She immediately went into the kitchen and shouted as she entered, "Girl, turn up the volume, I'm in the kitchen."

"okay."

Holding the remote control, Song Yi amplified the TV sound enough for Mom to hear it.

However, when watching the singing and dancing in the first program, the daughter-in-law was a little worried. Good guy, I don’t know how many people are dancing with this, and there are countless ethnic costumes.

At first glance, it is a prosperous and bustling scene.

When my husband picked up this thing, it felt like a huge weight on his shoulders.

If you want to be yourself, you probably have a big head.

Finally, the singing and dancing were over, and amidst lively applause, five hosts, Ren Luyu, Zhu Xun, Kang Hui, Li Shishi, and Xiao Ni, walked down a high step.

When walking down the stairs, Song Yi suddenly noticed that Li Shishi, who was wearing high heels, stumbled accidentally, but it was not serious enough that it was almost invisible, but she noticed it.

There is no way, the host cannot keep looking at the ground when going down the steps, his eyes need to face the huge audience and the camera.

Ren Luyu: "Viewers and listeners from all over the world,"

Li Shishi: "This is China Zhongyang Radio and Television Station"

Kang Hui: "See you again as scheduled during the Spring Festival of the Year of the Pig."

Zhu Xun: "The 2019 Spring Festival Gala will accompany you to celebrate the New Year~~"

Several hosts spoke their opening remarks impassionedly, causing the scene to burst into uproar.

It was at this noise that Mother Song came out to take a look again, "Has it started yet?"

"No, I'm still talking about my opening remarks. I'll call you later."

"Okay, I'll make the last few dishes. The stew is almost ready. Once Yuncheng's show is over, the stir-fry will be ready. It'll be just in time for him to come back."

Song's mother went into the kitchen again, and Song Yize watched with her children. However, as she watched, she realized that the song and dance just now was just the opening dance, not the first show.

The following "Hundred Lions Announce the New Year" was the first song and dance program, which made her worried, because the array was even smaller than before, it was lively, and the stage was full of lion dances and plum blossom pole walking.

Not much time, after the first program was finally over.

Kang Hui and Zhu Xun began to announce the curtain for the second program.

"Zhu Xun, the Chinese New Year is really the happiest time for Chinese people. You can see that every household is extremely happy, and everyone from the elderly to children has smiles on their faces."

"Yes, in order to welcome the Year of the Pig, there are two crosstalk actors who will bring you more laughter. Come on, let us invite Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping!!!"

"Applause."

The huge studio, behind the scenes, instantly burst into warm applause and noise.

Then the camera turned, and Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping, who were wearing festive red coats, walked out of the side curtain and came to the stage together.

As soon as they appeared, not only the audience at the scene was happy, but the people waiting at home were even happier.

For ordinary people, attending the Spring Festival Gala is a big deal.

"Dad! Dad is out!!"

When Xixi saw her father, she shouted immediately, very surprised.

Jingjing was the same, staring wide-eyed. When Qi Yuncheng appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage, he didn't know where he was, and he wasn't born at all.

This is the first time since he was born that he saw his father attend the Spring Festival Gala.

But when he heard the little girl's sharp screams, Song Yi didn't need to remind her. Father Song and Mother Song put down what they were doing and came out to watch.

This is Qi Yuncheng's own home.

Guo Degang's place is also lively.

Seeing the child wearing a festive coat, Master and Mistress almost fell in love with him. He looked so beautiful.

It was very fresh. Neither of them had ever worn such spirited coats.

As for Yu Qian, he must be watching at home.

Bai Huimin saw the two of them and couldn't help but say while eating, "Oh, Yuncheng is getting more and more beautiful, he looks festive and energetic. As expected, I can only feel his popularity after attending the Spring Festival Gala."

Normally it doesn't look like a mountain or a water leak. "

"You guys are amazing." Yu Qian took a sip of wine and looked at the children on TV, feeling pleased with himself.

When they are beautiful, the ratings observed by the Spring Festival Gala program team are even more beautiful.

The two actors appeared on stage.

The real-time ratings increased five to six times on the spot.

Doubling the attention or ratings of a certain program is a common thing in the Spring Festival Gala, especially language programs. After all, it has always been a highlight.

But in the past, no matter how much it was doubled, it was only two or three times, but now it is five or six times.

It is enough to prove that most people across the country who like cross talk watch it immediately, otherwise the data would not be so good.

Not to mention the whole country, there are Chinese people overseas who are paying attention to Qi Yuncheng.

Qi Yuncheng has been popular overseas for a long time. He has toured and performed overseas before and is very popular.

At this moment all the attention is really on them.

This is exactly the purpose of Qi Yuncheng attending the Spring Festival Gala. He really wants attention and traffic.

Only then will traditional folk arts have more opportunities.

"Thank you, thank you all, and happy New Year to everyone!!"

On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, Qi Yun, who was wearing a festive coat, looked very active on the Spring Festival Gala stage. After bowing, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice to liven up the atmosphere.

The audience was also extremely happy and responded collectively.

"it is good!!!"

"I'm so happy. Everyone has a smile on their face. Let's go on stage and introduce ourselves first."

Luan Yunping was behind the table and said enthusiastically, "Hey, this is the rule."

"I am a crosstalk actor from Deyun Club, my name is Qi Yuncheng!!"

"Oh!!!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Just by introducing a name, there was another burst of applause. Qi Yuncheng was very happy. Regardless of whether someone took the lead in applauding, it really made him feel that he was really so hot.

Then he spoke again, "Next to me is my partner Luan Yunping, Teacher Luan."

As soon as he was mentioned, many people applauded, which was really enthusiastic.

With this enthusiasm, Qi Yuncheng raised his finger and pointed at his partner, "This guy is very capable. He can do anything. He is both civil and military."

"I don't dare to say that." Luan Yunping herself was also in a good state of admiration, with a positive flavor.

"I have been in this business for a long time, and it is not easy for an artist." Qi Yuncheng looked at the audience again, "The wind comes and the rain comes, the wind is reduced by half, and the rain is completely gone."

Luan Yunping immediately looked at the audience and explained, "This is about our old age."

"Sometimes it is performed on the ground, and sometimes it is performed in the garden."

"Yes."

"But the little money I earn is only enough for food and clothing, and it's very hard work." Qi Yuncheng raised his finger to the cross talk table and stage, "For example, when performing in a teahouse, you can't leave after a section and you have to wait."

"Are you still waiting?" Luan Yunping asked, looking sideways at her partner throughout the process.

"You never know when the audience will come again. If the audience comes, you have to perform for them. If you do it well, you can make some money, but if you don't do it, you won't even have enough money for food."

"It's Fan Zhe who's running."

At this time, Qi Yuncheng spoke again on the Spring Festival Gala stage, "Get home, wash your face 01:30."

"Look at it."

“Eat something 02:30.”

"Yo?"

"Get a basin of water and wash your face at three o'clock."

"what?"

"Wash your face 03:30."

"Huo oh?"

"Wash your feet at four o'clock."

"Ah."

"Wipe it clean 04:30."

"what?"

"The bedding is laid out at 05:30. I get in bed at six o'clock. There is a performance at seven o'clock and I get up again." "Okay, I didn't sleep all night long."

Luan Yunping kept praising her, and there was some laughter at the scene, but it was this praising that she kept praising.

Plus this upright spirit.

Guo Degang was very funny when he was watching TV. He was not like this usually. He had accompanied Yuncheng to the Spring Festival Gala. He knew him well, and it was actually quite annoying to let him take the lead in the Spring Festival Gala.

He is not a noisy person, so it is a challenge for him to participate in the Spring Festival Gala and perform cross talk in the Spring Festival Gala style.

Qi Yuncheng continued: "It's not easy. The time difference between artists is different from that of ordinary people. But in the past, artists were divided into three, six, and nine levels."

"Oh? Is it different?"

"By the way, the one with the highest status is the storyteller. That's called sir. People know a lot and understand many things, so the storyteller is called sir."

"The belly is spacious."

"Sir, there are two types, one is a storyteller and the other is a Xihe Dagu player. Do you know about Dagu?"

"I know the bass drum."

Qi Yuncheng glanced at Luan Yunping, who looked back at him quickly and nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, the two of them are about to live.

Their cross talk is about learning these traditional folk arts.

"Perhaps you don't know much about it." Qi Yuncheng opened his mouth to explain, "There are differences and connections between storytelling and Xihe Dagu Shu. Pingshu only talks but does not sing, while Dagu Shu talks and sings for a while, and sings and talks for a while."

Luan Yunping said: "Singing and talking."

"Correct."

"The most important thing is three bowls of sauce."

"What is three bowls of sauce?"

"Generals of the Yang family, generals of the Xue family, and generals of the Hu family."

"These are three books."

"However, most of this type of folk art is performed by old gentlemen, but old gentlemen tend to forget the lyrics as they get older. It would be really fun if the gentleman forgets all the lyrics, and he makes it up while singing."

Luan Yunping suddenly gave an incredible look, "Oh? Did you make it up on the spot?"

"This is so fun."

"In that case." The complimenter made a gesture of invitation, "How about you learn this from us? I don't think many of you have seen what it is like for a performer and storyteller to forget his words.

Watch a fresh one. "

As soon as the words were spoken, the audience in the Spring Festival Gala studio looked at the actors and applauded.

Qi Yuncheng still looked a little embarrassed, "I can sing, but there's nothing wrong with me. I can't sing without anything, so I'd better forget it."

Let's talk about something else. "

"Wait a moment." Luan Yunping suddenly stopped and said seriously, "I'm ready, just leave it nearby."

"Hey, are you ready?"

"Of course, I want to have a happy New Year. I'm fully prepared."

Luan Yunping turned around and hurried over to get something. Every minute and every second was time, so she had to hurry up.

When watching his partner go down, Qi Yuncheng looked sideways and couldn't keep his mouth idle, shouting, "Look, let me come, let me come, let me come, let me come~~I will come~~I will come Let’s go~”

After shouting amusingly for a long time but not moving, Luan Yunping stared blankly. When Luan Yunping turned around and came out with something, she suddenly said, "Don't just shout, come here instead."

"Come on~ Come on."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Audiences who like cross talk are very familiar with this part, it is part of legwork.

Especially those who watch the Spring Festival Gala through the Internet, there is no shortage of barrages.

"I've seen this scene before. The old man in Fenhewan was drunk and dropped his stool, which shocked Teacher Guo."

"Hahahaha! The picture is so strong, let alone Teacher Guo, I was shocked when I watched the video, thinking that the uncle was going to go crazy with alcohol."

"No, no, I'll go over it again later. The New Year is all about being happy."

"Sure enough, the car accident is more memorable than the serious incident."

……

Thanks to the TV that Qian was watching at the moment, if he was watching the Internet, he would definitely find that the barrages were all about drunken Fenhewan, and this situation would not be over at all.

It's not easy to get everything put together.

The book drum and drum keys include the crescent board used for Xihe Dagu calligraphy. The crescent board is made of copper and is very crisp when played.

If it was an ordinary small theater, he would introduce it more, but he would omit it if he was in a hurry during the Spring Festival Gala.

So Qi Yuncheng, holding the drum key in his right hand and the crescent board in his left hand, stood behind the book drum and said.

"I learned to sing Mr. Storyteller's song until I forgot the lyrics halfway."

Luan Yunping supported the table and answered, "Yes, we also understand."

"This is where it begins."

As he spoke, the accompaniment of Sanxian sounded.

Qi Yuncheng took the drum keys and hit the book drum, and then hit the crescent board from time to time to let everyone listen. However, during the performance, his eyes were not focused at all, his eyes kept moving wildly, and he did not speak for several seconds.

He even held the drum keys on the book drum with his whole hand, then struck the crescent board with his left hand, and then started to meditate.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds passed.

Luan Yunping saw him refusing to open his mouth and immediately complained, "You forgot about it right after you came up?"

Hahahahaha!
There was a lot of laughter at the scene, and there were even boos.

Qi Yuncheng started to move again. He took his hands off the book drum and began to play the drum set seriously. The more he played, the more intense he became, showing off his basic skills.

During the fight, he glanced at Luan Yunping guiltily, and immediately turned his face to look in another direction to prevent him from discovering that he had forgotten his words.

When the knock reached a certain level, Qi Yuncheng, who was looking in another direction, suddenly changed his expression. He nodded and smiled brightly, as if he finally remembered.

Just this appearance made so many people laugh, and the atmosphere was very good.

Luan Yunping said, "I will also have to practice drum sets in the future."

"The Qing Dynasty unified the Qing Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty unified the beautiful Jiang Hong~~"

Qi Yuncheng finally sang the first line.

"Grandpa Qianlong is riding in Yanjing~
The civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty~supported (auxiliary) the protection of the country~
Unify the world and bring peace to the world~

Wen relies on Liu Luoguo'er, An Tian, ​​oh my god~

Wu Zhan and He Shen were called He Shirong~~

It's all because Zuo Liancheng sued the emperor and ordered Liu Luoguo'er to go to Shandong with his troops for a private visit."

"Okay." Luan Yunping said one word next to her, and the audience even applauded. The actor has a good voice.

Then Qi Yuncheng started playing the drum kit again, but this time he kept looking at it at a 45-degree angle and started thinking about the words, and seemed to have forgotten it again.

His eyes kept turning back and forth.

Luan Yunping noticed it and said, "This gentleman is too unfamiliar."

Still unable to remember, Qi Yuncheng lowered his head and kept playing the drums with a dark face.

"If you don't have any words to express your feelings, just use the drum to find them." Luan Yunping turned over a bag of words.

"Hey~~"

Qi Yuncheng silently raised his head regardless of this, then turned to look elsewhere. After a few seconds passed, his expression suddenly changed. He nodded and smiled brightly, and finally thought about it again.

"It's all on your face." Luan Yunping complained.

"There are people and horses on the street~ eagles, eagles, flags, eagles and eagles~"

"Oh, singing again."

"A few pairs of iron locks and a few..."

Qi Yuncheng suddenly lowered his head and frowned, and began to think of words hard while playing the drums.

Luan Yunping couldn't hold back on the spot, "Can you forget even half of a sentence?"

This time it seemed that he really couldn't remember. Qi Yuncheng looked at the ceiling above, thinking hard and closing his eyes.

It's like a disaster.

Unspeakably painful.

When he remembered it, he nodded wildly and was overjoyed, and then started to open his mouth. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, no sound came out. Qi Yuncheng suddenly closed it, turned his head and showed a frown, as if he had forgotten everything again in an instant.

"Oh, okay!!"

Hahahahaha

At this point, the laughter in the Spring Festival Gala studio was booming.

so fun.

The point of interest and laughter is no longer in the funny face.

There was a lot of laughter at the scene, and thousands of families watching the show were also very happy.

Although I am learning to sing, there is a lot of baggage involved in arranging cross talk.

For the next time, Qi Yuncheng could only play the drums. He stood behind the microphone and continued to think about the details of the drum kit. He was so anxious that he just banged the drums randomly.

Luan Yunping said: "This is a raft with a drum."

Dong dong dong dong dong dong~

After tapping one point at a time for two or three seconds, Qi Yuncheng gave a big blow to his body and hit his head extremely hard. Then he looked at Luan Yunping. Although he didn't speak, he seemed to say that there was no problem this time. He felt confident and thought about it.