Crosstalk: Set Rules On Stage, Set New Graves Below Stage

Holding all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

The actors who should be on stage are still on stage.

When the two of them stood on the stage, they felt extremely cold when they saw the audience.

After Wang Hepeng's performance, everyone's emotions were agitated.

It is too difficult for them to shop and shake their burdens.

The audience's emotions are not well taken care of.

A cross talk was completely gone.

Just a short while.

The pair of cross talk actors bowed hard to thank.

In my heart, I really didn't feel that this performance of his own performance was called a gadget, and Wang Hepeng had made it too much to suppress them.

After they went down, the host came on again, said some words and started to relax an advertisement.

Let the atmosphere of the audience relax a little, and at the same time all the staff became restless and began to deal with and check the equipment.

The host also started owning zero and thirteen on words and so on.

Only in the judges seat, a few seniors had the idea of ​​leaving.

A few paired eyes, without saying a word at all, they started to get up and go to a place.

It's not another place, it's the backstage of those actors.

Wang Hepeng and Luan Yunping in the background also knew what was going on at the scene and had been resting.

Only Luan Yunping is still afraid.

Looking at Wang Hepeng, he asked, "No! When did you learn this "Dream of the Garden"? Why didn't I hear about it when I was in the Master's house?"

When I was learning art.

Most of these apprentices live in the Master's house.

Guo Degang is in charge of teaching things, and his wife is looking after these little apprentices.

That time can be considered a time when they have bitterness and sweetness.

"Ten years, when you showed up to perform, I just learned by myself, and today I have the heartbeat of a try. I didn't expect it to be possible."

Luan Yunping was half-believing Wang Hepeng's words, "Half-believing, how can this be called? Shen Yun is almost the same as what the Master sang that night, and I got goosebumps when I was on stage."

Wang Hepeng didn't explain this and smiled. It's impossible to say that he has a system.

But just as they were talking, there were a few more characters in the backstage of the actors.

Seeing them, Wang Hepeng and Luan Yunping were taken aback, and at the same time they got up from their own stool.

The people who came were Mr. Hou Yaowen and Mr. Shi Fukuan, but there was an old gentleman beside him, and Wang Hepeng didn't know him very well.

After ten years of study, I know very little about others.

"Don't worry about that."

Hou Yao heard that the first smile on his face was full of smiles. When he went to see Guo Degang before, he was somewhat worried, but after singing and having a cross talk, he lost all thoughts.

Really capable! The real thing! No wonder you have so much guts.

Mr. Shi Fukuan also said at this time: "It's not easy, you have this kind of ability at a young age, but do you know the one next to him, kid?"

Obviously Hou Yaowen and Shi Fukuan came here to introduce people to Wang Hepeng.

Luan Yunping watched silently beside her.

"This is Mr. Cai, a well-known Kunqu Opera artist! First-level actor, head of the Kunqu Opera Troupe! The short section of "The Peony Pavilion" you have just now, but this gentleman's masterpiece.

Mr. Shi Fukuan didn't sell anything, he just blurted out.

Hearing this, Luan Yunping took a deep breath. This simple sentence can directly clarify the status of an old man who has passed the sixtieth birthday.

Wang Hepeng also spoke immediately, courtesy is indispensable and well-behaved.

"Junior only offered a ugly piece of music today, and I ask senior to criticize it a lot."

This old man had a kind face. Although there were a lot of wrinkles, he smiled and made people feel kind, and suddenly he said.

"Child! You really showed a lot of color today. Your voice, singing skills, and body are not simple. There are too many operas, especially Kun Opera. You really made the character's delicate and affectionate expression alive.

not easy.

By the way, he is Deyun...! "

Shi Fukuan said aloud next to him, "Hou Yaowen's disciple, Yunhe Jiuxiao, a member of the Crane Branch."

"Oh! How can you do it!"

Up and down rankings, this old gentleman also knows which is high and which is low.

Hou Yaowen also followed, "When I first accepted him, he was a kid, but he was talented, but he was afraid of arrogance, so he became a teacher a few years late.

In the few years without apprenticeship, I have always been working for Degang Theater such as moving tables and sweeping the floor. "

"No wonder, Bao Jianfeng came out of tempering. This child is a treasure. Guo Degang also has the ability to teach such a person. But that's weird. Why do people scold such a good child?"

Hearing this Mr. Hou Yaowen and Mr. Shi Fukuan both laughed...

"No way, this era is not what we used to be."

The old man shook his head slightly, the love was eager.

In the paragraph just now, how could he not see a famous person? How many years has passed since he first saw this kind of skill at this age.

Although he does not really sing Kunqu Opera, he is capable.

"Don't worry! The world of children needs talents. As long as we are not dead, no one will dare to touch you in this regard. Whatever he does."

Wang Hepeng respectfully nodded, his heart filled with warm currents.

Thanks a few times.

After a few simple words, several of them had the intention to leave. They had no other purpose in coming here, but this Mr. Cai, who was over sixty years old, wanted to take a look at this child.

It's so skillful, especially if he can sing in his industry, how could he not be curious.

But as his cross talk said, although Kunqu Opera is being supported, many people still don't know it.

Several seniors left.

All the actors in the backstage looked straight.

These seniors are amazing, and in this short period of time, they have all come to see Wang Hepeng.

It's all envious.

As soon as they left, Luan Yunping was relieved.

After a glance, Wang Hepeng couldn't say a word, this junior is too powerful.

On ability.

Among the current apprentices, I am afraid that none of them can match.

Otherwise, how could such an old gentleman come over, indicating that there is indeed real kung fu. As for the real kung fu of Kunqu Opera, Luan Yunping asked himself that he still didn't understand.

I don't know why, but he felt a little difference.

He leaned slightly, he still wanted to ask Wang Hepeng about other things, but it was time before he spoke, and all the staff were ready to perform.

This performance is not a contestant, but some senior seniors come to talk about it, and the atmosphere is slowed down.

As soon as they finished.

Wang Hepeng and Luan Yunping were reminded by the staff to prepare to go on stage again with several other pairs of cross talk actors.

Ready to announce the terms of the entire cross talk contest and some awards.

Luan Yunping could only give up and wait until she returned to the Master's house. .

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