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

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The cooperation between Wang Hepeng and Yu Qian was too detrimental.

The audience burst into laughter instantly.

Originally, Guo Degang was hurt by moving the whole family, but now the two of them have gotten a backhand.

Especially Wang Hepeng's loss of Master's strength was an instant reaction.

Guo Degang: "You are dying, I now particularly suspect that Yu Qian is your Master. I will do a paternity test when I go back."

Yu Qian: "Hey! There is no blood relationship with this thing, Hepeng sing it, your Master should hit someone again later."

A few teases in a row.

The laughter in the audience never stopped.

This is all about the personal capabilities of cross talk actors.

After the silence, all the eyes on and off the stage of the Wanwan Theater focused on Wang Hepeng.

He was attracted by the attention, watching with tens of thousands of eyes, no matter who would not be nervous.

But Wang Hepeng is almost used to it, he has a system and many abilities, and he won't have these problems.

Glancing at the audience, holding a closed paper fan in his hand, leaning on the table, and opening his mouth, a playful little tune came out.

"Oh my God~

Broken shoes leaking toes~

The teacher asked me to pay the tuition, I said wait for two days~

I'm barefoot without money~

Snow is floating outside~

The little girl next door saw her with tears and eye circles~

She is my darling~

I named Xiao Juan'er~

Close the moon and shame the flower, Chen Yuluoyan is two times fatter than me~

Now she has money~

Be a junior~

De Yunli said that the cross talk was called Yu Qian~"

puff!

Ha ha ha ha! !

The last sentence was lost in Qian, and the audience laughed stupidly. Co-authoring is a loss of one person, right?

Both rain and dew.

A Master, an uncle.

"Oh!"

"good!"

"another one!"

The audience was noisy and cheered. Several pairs of actors on the stage also clapped constantly.

This is going to be Guo Degang's most prosperous.

Smile brightly.

While holding the microphone, learning Wang Hepeng's appearance, sang, "Yu Qian said Xiaosan~"

After singing, Guo Degang stood aside cheerfully and clapped his hands, "Hepeng sang it again, that's good!"

Yu Qian stopped: "Don't sing, okay?"

"This kid has superb art, inherits art, and promotes culture."

"What? Promote your loss of energy."

Ha ha ha ha!

The audience watched and listened happily.

Guo Degang was almost amused, and he began to enter the final topic.

He has thought about the technical issue. Although it is not used by many people now, he also wants to let the public know that there is such a thing, so as not to talk about it in the future.

No one knows when.

"Peng'er! Come here."

At this moment, Guo Degang called Wang Hepeng very cordially, and a warm current passed by in his heart, his apprentice was so capable, he looked at the audience and continued to speak.

"Everyone also knows that cross talk is a basic skill, but there are more than a dozen doors open, one of which is often used by old gentlemen in the past.

It is called Baishasa word.

Do you understand? "

When asked outside, the audience below shook their heads. They liked cross talk, but they didn't say they liked it for long.

And De Yunli rarely said this.

However, some individuals knew and shouted a few times.

Guo Degang nodded, and began to explain this thing seriously.

"Baishaza characters, this is something that the older generations are used to, but these days are rarely simple. It is made of white marble stone, crushed, and then processed and refined into a white powder.

At that time, the old gentleman had a small pocket, and he took it to the street to perform shows.

This is a small funnel-shaped hand holding the white sand with three fingers, writing on the ground.

It's simple to say, but it's actually very complicated.

It's not easy to practice and develop a pen.

There are writing and painting.

This process of painting is a process of attracting the audience by the artist.

At the same time there is singing in the mouth.

I don't need to say too much, if you want to see, let Wang Hepeng show you a look. "

As soon as it was thrown to Wang Hepeng, the audience all looked at him as if they were caught in an evil spirit.

Inexplicable feeling.

Looking at it, they didn't even think that Wang Hepeng would know these things. They knew the words of Baishasa individually, but that was from the words.

Regarding the video, it may be one or two short paragraphs, not even complete.

Then it was gone.

Guo Degang explained this, and they were also curious about this skill.

"Man! How about, show one?" Yu Qian followed.

Wang Hepeng glanced at them left and right, "Can I say I won't?"

"You can't die! I've laid the groundwork for you, you said one will not? De Yun will have to be smashed tomorrow, this kid won't come without applause."

Chich Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The audience knew the meaning, and the voice was instantly magnificent.

Applause was given.

You really can't come to Taiwan if you don't come.

Wang Hepeng was not easy to refuse, and he didn't expect it to be really useful.

"¨"Fine! But I didn't prepare anything."

"We are ready. He Yunwei gets the things down, and then turns on the big screen so that the audience behind can also look at it."

With a word from Guo Degang, everything is ready for the venue.

In less than ten seconds, some things were brought over.

The cross talk table was also moved away, and a large piece of red cloth was put on the ground in order to be conspicuous.

The position on the stage was also given up to Wang Hepeng.

Everyone in this scene can see that he Guo Degang is too enthusiastic about Wang Hepeng, and Baisha says, how could he not.

The main thing is to give one of his apprentices a chance to show his face.

Slowly touching the white sand in the pouch in his hand, Wang Hepeng felt a lot of delicateness. Although he did it for the first time, the things the system gave were not fake.

Slowly stretched his hand into the white sand pouch, once again, the eyes of the audience gathered on him.

I don't know, I thought this was his special show, everything was too eye-catching.

After picking up the fine sand in their hands, everyone held their breath.

His eyes looked silently.

The closer look is on the stage, and the farther is also played on a big screen.

After seeing Wang Hepeng's right hand taken out of the pouch, strands of fine sand flowed between his three fingers, his wrists and elbows moved like clouds and flowing water, and countless people were shocked when they came to the tabletop.

Including Yu Qian and Guo Degang on both sides.

They have taught this stuff, but they are not as good as they are, and it depends on the individual apprentice.

Naturally, most of these apprentices don't pay much attention to it.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes present an expression in the entire theater.

In order not to miss something, some people even blink less on purpose.

Looking at the scenes, Wang Hepeng bent over and squatted on the ground.

I didn't write it, I started drawing.

This painting is definitely not simple.

Everyone took a cold breath as they watched, and they only felt magical before their eyes. The simple fine sand became a style in an instant. .

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