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Wu Pengfei and Hou Wenzhao watched attentively, carefully observing Jiang Ye's performance and his skills in shaking off the burden.

Although he only spoke a few words on stage, the two of them felt inexplicably fresh.

They couldn't tell exactly what was new and different, but Jiang Ye's performance seemed to them to be light and natural.

The two of them thought about the taste very carefully, but the disciples behind them still didn't care.

One of the basic qualities of a crosstalk actor is that he must be mentally strong. Even if there is only one audience in the audience, he must perform as if the audience is full.

Jiang Ye knew it all, so he continued teasing with an innocent face: "I know you anyway, so I don't need to introduce you."

"Then we have to introduce it." Zhang Wenzhong followed the baggage and took it.

Jiang Ye changed the topic: "Okay, let me introduce you to this teacher Zhang, a big name in the cross talk world."

"You are too flattering to dare." Zhang Wenzhong smiled sheepishly.

Jiang Ye's expression was exaggerated: "You're too modest, Teacher Zhang's cross talk is so good!"

"How come I don't know about such a thing?" Zhang Wenzhong pretended to be surprised.

"Of course, who are you?" Jiang Ye immediately exclaimed, "Teacher Zhang is so good at cross talk, why?"

"Oh, I haven't thought about it yet." Zhang Wenzhong himself was curious.

Jiang Ye pretended to laugh proudly: "Hahahaha, I have studied it."

"Do you know this?" Zhang Wenzhong asked.

Jiang Ye suddenly said seriously: "Many cross talk actors..."

"Um?"

"The audience loved it."

"yes."

"why?"

"Say it quickly!"

Jiang Ye said calmly: "For example, Mr. Hou Wenzhao in the audience is good at cross talk. Why do the audience like him?"

"Huh?" Zhang Wenzhong answered patiently.

Jiang Ye explained: "Because his father is a cross talk artist."

"Oh, this is called a family." Zhang Wenzhong pretended to react.

Jiang Ye introduced: "Mr. Hou Baohua."

"It's been handed down." Zhang Wenzhong answered.

Jiang Ye gave another example: "Where's the Wu Pengfei sitting next to me, Teacher Wu."

"How do you say that?" Zhang Wenzhong asked.

Jiang Ye then buried the burden: "Why is the cross talk so good?"

"Why?" Zhang Wenzhong answered.

Jiang Ye's face was full of respect: "His father is a cross talk artist."

"Yes, Mr. Wu Baoshun." Zhang Wenzhong introduced directly.

Jiang Ye gave a thumbs up, and then gave an exaggerated example: "There is also a well-known cross talk actor, Teacher He Wenyuan, who is good at cross talk."

"yes."

"why?"

"Um?"

"His father is a cross talk artist."

"He Baosheng, Mr. He." Zhang Wenzhong clasped his fists and bowed.

At this time, Jiang Ye suddenly glanced at Zhang Wenzhong, his expression changed, and he said humbly: "Why is Teacher Zhang so good?"

As he said that, he slapped his chest with his right hand, looking as if it was natural.

Zhang Wenzhong suddenly became anxious and quickly grabbed Jiang Ye.

"Hahahahaha..."

The audience was stunned for less than a second before suddenly bursting into laughter!

The baggage that had been buried for a long time was finally shaken out at this moment and exploded in an instant.

Yu Feiwan didn't even care about her goddess image, she covered her mouth and laughed till she was trembling.

All the disciples were even more happy because it was Zhang Wenzhong who was admiring him on the stage. There was nothing happier than watching their master being teased.

Wu Pengfei and Hou Wenzhao also didn't expect that Jiang Ye's burden was buried deep enough.

"Don't take pictures of yourself, my father is not a cross talk artist." Zhang Wenzhong spat angrily.

Jiang Ye calmed down his meanness and became serious again: "Yes, yes, your father is not talking about cross talk."

"That's right."

Jiang Ye was very serious: "Your father listens to cross talk."

"Well..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Xu..."

Everyone below didn't react so quickly at first, but once they got a taste of it, they laughed even more happily.

"Awesome, Jiang Ye still has this burden." Wu Pengfei couldn't help but praise.

Hou Wenzhao suppressed his laughter and analyzed: "The breath and pauses are all carefully designed, amazing!"

"Haha, I just said that maybe this is an 'expert'." Yu Feiwan had a proud expression, as if he was praising himself. After speaking, he glared at the senior brothers behind him.

Those people were all laughing so hard just now that they didn't have the nerve to face each other now, and felt awkward in their hearts.

"At this time, can you still talk like this in cross talk?"

"It's me who looks down on others, and I'm really embarrassed now."

"My face hurts so much. Who slapped me? Oh, it's me."

Jiang Ye continued to talk according to what he had prepared, and the burdens came one after another, very densely.

Everyone in the audience was overwhelmed, and there was not much time to stop and think.

I saw him saying with deep emotion: "A great writer like me has to recite poems and write poems every day."

"Oh, I'm so interested. Do you have any works?" Zhang Wenzhong said with more and more understanding.

Jiang Ye said sheepishly: "There is an immature little piece."

"You can tell me." Zhang Wenzhong answered.

Jiang Ye suddenly said shyly: "It's okay, I often recite it myself, hahahaha..."

"Still chanting?" Zhang Wenzhong pretended to be disdainful.

Jiang Ye started to be mean again: "I do this poetry recital every day."

"Dirty poetry?"

Jiang Ye stuttered for a moment: "No, I..."

"No, what do you want to do with this work?" Zhang Wenzhong asked righteously.

Jiang Ye took the stage and said word for word: "No, I am a poetry reciter. I am just such a reciter."

"Hey, yes, I saw it too." Zhang Wenzhong said with a wicked smile.

Jiang Ye immediately defended: "Where did you want to go? I was talking about reciting poems and reciting my works."

"Stop chanting and introduce your works to us quickly." Zhang Wenzhong couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stopped Jiang Ye, not letting him chant anymore.

Jiang Ye was intoxicated with himself: "This piece of mine is a good one."

"What's a good idea?"

"Humorous and witty, it is a masterpiece of poetry rarely seen in five thousand years."

"so smart?"

"I still remember the wonderful passages in it."

"Oh, then hurry up and chant..."

"Hahahaha, how about... let's... chant together?"

"Who wants to chant with you?"

"I hope that after listening to this work, you will be convinced and become a little singer."

"I'm in a panic. Please hurry up and recite."

"Then I really started moaning?"

"Hurry up!"

Jiang Ye looked solemn, coughed heavily, and cleared his throat to show his formality——

“The sky in Xuanwu District is sunny.

The people in tz district like it very much.

Looking at Fengtai from afar, I shouted loudly:

I love you Haidian!"

"What a mess." Zhang Wenzhong was extremely disgusted.

Jiang Ye didn't take it seriously at all, as if he had been praised: "Thank you!"

"Uh, buddy, don't you usually go into the city?" Zhang Wenzhong asked with raised eyebrows.

Jiang Ye was confused: "What do you mean?"

"You have been wandering around the suburbs." Zhang Wenzhong pointed out the essence.

Jiang Ye looked proud: "That's right, if you don't go outside the Fifth Ring Road to ask around, I am the king of suburban counties."

"How can there be such a title?"

"How about this poem?"

"not so good."

"How educational?"

"Did not see it."

"You have to taste it carefully."

“No matter how carefully you taste it, you can’t taste it.”

"You have to taste it slowly, back and forth, just taste it..."

"Can this be tasted?"

"I vomited as soon as I tasted it."

"Go to hell..."

At the end of a routine that is not a routine, Jiang Ye's cross talk finally came to an end.

Wu Pengfei and Hou Wenzhao stood up immediately and took the lead in applauding.

All the disciples also cheered and applauded.

What Jiang Ye said just now may not sound very profound, but it really made everyone laugh.

As soon as he got off the stage, everyone immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Jiang, what you just said was absolutely amazing." Wu Pengfei's admiration was beyond words.

Zhang Wenzhong nodded and agreed: "The real person doesn't show his face. Mr. Jiang really enlightened us today."

As a supporter, he is the most experienced.

Although he knew the general content before, the burden was buried, and even he was brought in, and he was praised more and more smoothly.

Over the years of studying cross talk, I have rarely seen such a comfortable stage performance.

He vaguely felt that he had touched a hint of a trick, and the things he had learned in the past seemed to be swimming back and forth in his mind, and he was only one step away from comprehending it.

Once Jiang Ye figures out the process of today's performance, I believe he will be able to make a breakthrough.

"Mr. Jiang's basic skills are very good, and the paragraph just now was also used to perfection, just in terms of content..." Hou Wenzhao stopped talking.

Wu Pengfei asked anxiously: "What's wrong with the content?"

"It doesn't sound like a traditional cross talk anymore. Instead, it sounds like telling a joke. Don't mind, Mr. Jiang, this is indeed my true feeling." Hou Wenzhao frowned and apologized.

Jiang Ye smiled: "It's okay, just communicate with each other.

In fact, I think it doesn’t matter what form the cross talk is, as long as the core techniques are still traditional cross talk. The baggage can be replaced, and the old work can also be innovated.

In short, the first thing is to be funny. If the cross talk is not funny, it will be too funny."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved.

Zhang Wenzhong raised his hands in salute and bowed to Jiang Ye: "One word woke up the dreamer. Sir, today's cross talk is nothing less than a gift of teaching. Wenzhong, together with the entire Liyun Society, would like to respect Mr. Jiang as his teacher."

At this time, Wu Pengfei and Hou Wenzhao also bowed.

The disciples looked at it, but they didn't dare to be too big. They immediately bent ninety degrees towards Jiang Ye and bowed.

"Hey, don't you dare, Mr. Wenzhong is serious. Today's matter is just a mutual exchange, it should not be such a big gift." Jiang Ye was startled and hurriedly declined modestly.

Zhang Wenzhong smiled and said: "Okay, okay, then I will call you Brother Jiang from now on, hahahaha!"

"Okay, brother Zhong!..."

You came and went, and exchanged some business compliments. Zhang Wenzhong was so happy that he insisted on inviting Jiang Ye to dinner.

It was Sister Man's birthday tonight, and Jiang Ye had to go, so he made an excuse to explain the reason to Zhang Wenzhong, and made an appointment to have tea at Liyun Club another day when he was free.

…

Yu Feiwan sent Jiang Ye out.

Inviting Jiang Ye to [Liyun Club] today inspired her uncle and the others so much that she felt very happy.

I never realized why she was so concerned about the cross talk studio.

Perhaps it was because I saw that my uncle Zhang Wenzhong was able to freely pursue his dreams and do what he wanted to do, and didn't want to see him fail.

And herself...

At the end of July, the days are still long, and at six or seven o'clock in the evening, the sky is still bright.

Walk to the door of the comic studio.

"Thank you today!" Yu Fei thanked Jiang Ye late, and suddenly remembered that his seniority had almost gone haywire, "Fortunately you didn't agree, otherwise wouldn't you be my master?"

"Hahahaha... Then we are still a generation apart." Jiang Ye laughed, "Call my uncle to come and listen."

Now that he is friends with Zhang Wenzhong, he can be regarded as her junior uncle, so there is nothing wrong with him.

Yu Feiwan was stunned for two seconds, suddenly his face turned red and his ears were hot, and he was slightly at a loss: "No, let's discuss our own affairs."

Seeing her lips pursed slightly, Jiang Ye's head started to heat up and he asked: "A friend of mine is celebrating his birthday tonight, and we made an appointment to celebrate at a bar. The livehouse there is okay.

Do you want to go together?"

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