The Rebirth of the Internet Celebrity Godfather

Chapter 678 The skit "Ten Years of Success on Stage" Conquers Everyone Part 1

Author: Ling Wusheng

Chapter 678 The skit "Ten Years of Success on Stage" Conquers Everyone Part 1

Following a blast of Peking Opera accompaniment, Wei Xisheng walked onto the stage.

His eyes widened, he stood in front of the microphone, showed his voice, and spoke:

"When I saw the princess stealing the order arrow, I couldn't help but——"

"Come on, I'm sorry to interrupt." A voiceover came, "Aside from Peking Opera, do you have any other talents?"

Wei Xisheng said: "I can raise the tune even more!"

Under the stage, the review team members were whispering to each other and exchanging opinions.

"Is this a raw face?"

"An angry face has no appeal and cannot attract people!"

"A skit based on Peking Opera? Is that possible?"

"The opening was mediocre."

Voice-over: "This has nothing to do with the tune. Nowadays, Peking Opera is too difficult to spread. Audiences don't like to listen to it. You can't even pass the audition. Can you sing?"

Wei Xisheng: "Yes, in the alley where you live (opera style)"

The voice-over interrupts: "Okay, thank you."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The voice-over asked again: "Do you know any musical instrument?"

Wei Xisheng thought for a moment and took a step forward: =3=Shhhhhhhh

Voice-over: "The whistle doesn't count. Come down and let's discuss it again. Come on."

"It's a bit interesting."

"Well, it's getting better."

"The characters have become more vivid."

"But this is a one-man show. It starts with only one person and it takes so long. Wouldn't it be lively enough on the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Look again, look again."

Wei Xisheng: "Director, I can also play the female role.

(▽｀)”

Voice-over: "Come down."

Wei Xisheng: "Painted Face ()"

Voice-over: "Come down."

Wei Xisheng: "Little painted face╮(╯▽╰)╭"

Voice-over: "Get down here (broken sound)"

Wei Xisheng looked gloomy and bowed to leave the stage. The voice-over continued: "Which director hired me? Who listens to Peking Opera these days?"

At this time, the voice-over paused, and then exclaimed:

"Hey, be careful with the light on your head!"

As Wei Xisheng said "ah", the screen instantly went black.

Dangdangdangdangdang~

A burst of cheerful erhu sounds sounded in the darkness, like a prelude before the opening, a sonoration before the unveiling.

The curtain slowly rose, revealing a bedroom full of Peking opera colors.

Wei Xisheng got out of a cabinet and looked around at a loss:

"Where am I?"

He found the photos on the wall and was surprised: "Isn't this the rental house I had when I was a kid?"

"No, no, no!", he walked to the center of the stage, "I just got off the stage and was hit by a lamp, and then I suddenly appeared in the rental house where I was a child. This couldn't be -"

His eyes lit up: "Reality show!"

He pointed to the table: "This is the model I made when I was a kid! How did you find it? It's amazing!"

He lay down on the ground: "This is the carpet I used to practice on when I was a kid!"

He rushed to the wall: "That still of me singing in an opera when I was a kid!"

He said to Cheng Yi: "This is my singing outfit when I was a kid!"

He pointed at Cheng Yi’s face: “And when I was a kid!”

Wei Xisheng walked to the center of the stage excitedly, wanting to find out more, but as soon as he took a few steps, he came to his senses, looked back at Cheng Yi, and said in an unbelievable tone:

"When I was young?!"

At this time, the sound of erhu sounded again.

Cheng Yi and Wei Xisheng walked on the Peking Opera stage to the sound of erhu, turning around and looking at each other.

Wei Xisheng touched the cockroach whiskers on his forehead, and Cheng Yi also touched the cockroach whiskers on his forehead.

Wei Xisheng raised his hips, and Cheng Yi also raised his hips.

Wei Xisheng pointed his finger at Cheng Yi, and Cheng Yi pointed his finger at Wei Xisheng. Their movements were synchronized and their expressions were consistent.

Wei Xisheng: "Could it be——"

Cheng Yi took the lead and said in a sharp but childish voice: "Thief!!!"

Wei Xisheng waved his hand: "No, no!"

He walked to the window, opened the curtains, and asked, "Isn't it a reality show?"

Cheng Yi asked: "How did you get in?"

"No!" Wei Xisheng did not answer Cheng Yi. He threw himself on the wall and looked at the calendar, "2011? Impossible!?"

With a panicked look on his face, he picked up the stool. Regardless of Cheng Yi's obstruction, he stepped on the stool and found a photo between the cracks of the world map:

"Cute photos?"

"Hey, hey, hey~" Cheng Yi grabbed it, "You can't take this!"

Wei Xisheng got down from the stool and sat on the stool, still in disbelief:

"I traveled through time?!"

At this point, the story line of the sketch is basically clear, that is, Wei Xisheng answered the story of ten years ago and met his own story ten years ago.

In the audience, Liu Zhen was cautious and looked at the expressions of the leaders with his peripheral vision.

However, what worried him most still happened.

A leader asked: "Time travel?"

He frowned: "Isn't this kind of subject suitable for the Spring Festival Gala stage?"

Another leader said: "This is very problematic, Director Liu Zhen. The Spring Festival Gala is a national stage. Once such creative ideas appear, they should be curbed in time and reined in. It is really not enough to promote!"

The last leader also looked unhappy:

"The plot is weird and bizarre, and the techniques are absurd. This is a naked exaggeration of feudal superstition, fatalism and reincarnation. The value orientation is very problematic, it lacks positive ideological significance, and it lacks positive guidance for young people."

The leader who spoke first said again: "Director Liu Zhen, I don't have any objection to your work, but I think there is no need to watch this show anymore."

Two other leaders echoed:

"Well, that's it for the second trial."

"Let the two young people on the stage stand down. It's good to have ideas, but we can't allow random fabrication."

On the other side, the actors who had finished the performance were also discussing:

"Crossing through? Has this hit the red line?"

"Hahahaha, there's a good show to watch!"

"Leaving time travel aside, the script is just average now, with not enough laughs."

"Cheng Yi has been able to reach this point after ten days of rehearsal, which is already good. There is still something about the Peking Opera appearance, and the acting is not bad. The lines are clear and the expressions are on point. But it's a pity that he kicked the iron plate. He is still young. Touch

If you don't allow review, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless."

“I can perform on the stage in a small place, but I can’t do the Spring Festival Gala!”

"The script still has flaws!"

"I told you it was just nonsense!"

"Deserve it!"

"It's no use worrying!"

"Am I the only one who didn't laugh the whole time?"

On the leadership side, Liu Zhen tried his best to make amends, and managed to persuade the leaders to stop.

On the stage, Cheng Yi and Wei Xisheng were still immersed in the performance.

They may not have noticed that the leaders in the audience were whispering to each other, but what if they did?

They only have one belief now:

Just keep acting!

Finished!

Wei Xisheng: "Have I traveled through time?"

Cheng Yi held the opera knife to prevent him from approaching: "I knew you would say that!"

Wei Xisheng came forward with a face filled with eagerness: "Don't you listen to me——"

Cheng Yi stepped back: "Are you trying to say that this was once your home?"

Wei Xisheng: "I really am——"

Cheng Yi took the knife and stepped forward: "Do you still want to say that you came from the future?"

Wei Xisheng: "I just started from——"

Cheng Yi: "Do you still want to say that you are my future self?"

Wei Xisheng: "I know it's hard to believe, but I really -"

Cheng Yi interrupted again, showing a simple smile: "I believe it!"

"Ah?" This time it was Wei Xisheng's turn to be confused, "Is it so easy to believe it?"

Cheng Yi said: "Only I know where Mengmeng's photos are~"

Cheng Yi and Wei Xisheng looked at each other and said in unison: "As expected of me!"

Cheng Yi: "It finally happened to me, and I knew there was such a thing as time travel!"

When the leader in the audience heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore, "Director Liu, you are here!"

"Leader, don't be angry!" Liu Zhen comforted him again, and finally persuaded the leader to stop.

On the stage, the performance continues.

Cheng Yi looked happy: "Are you back from twenty years later?"

Wei Xisheng replied: "I came back ten years later."

Cheng Yi's face stiffened and he looked disbelieving. Wei Xisheng was depressed: "Am I that old?"

Cheng Yi said: "A little old~"

It was a joke, and someone laughed.

Wei Xisheng was helpless, but Cheng Yi looked excited: "You came back just in time. I have something I wanted to ask you."

Wei Xisheng: "What's the matter?"

"Brother!" Cheng Yi called out, thinking that something was wrong, he changed his words again, "Uncle~"

Wei Xisheng: "Ah?"

The light bulb on Cheng Yi's forehead lit up and he said: "Greater Self!"

Wei Xisheng responded with a smile: "Hey~"

Cheng Yi asked nervously: "I'm going to take the exam soon. Have I passed?"

Wei Xisheng answered simply: "I passed the exam!"

Cheng Yi: "Which school?"

Wei Xisheng: "Drama Academy!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Yi exclaimed happily and jumped three feet high. He asked again, "Big me, did I fall in love later?"

Wei Xisheng: "Let's talk."

Cheng Yi: "Is it Mengmeng?"

Wei Xisheng: "It's her!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Yi cheered again, and Wei Xisheng added: "But then they broke up again!"

"Ah?" Cheng Yi was disappointed for a second, then became happy again: "Just talk about it."

Cheng Yi's change of expression was very natural, making the sketch actors nod with satisfaction.

Cai Mingdao: "Leaving aside the censorship issue, the script is now very mature, the lines are witty and humorous, and the two young people acted very well. Looking at their expressions, they are very spiritual and have no stage fright at all."

"It's really remarkable that young people can perform to this level." Guo Donglin also said, "It's just a pity."

Shen Tong felt deeply that many of his sketch scripts were written off because they were too sharp and aggressive. In his opinion, Cheng Yi's script could not escape the same fate.

Or to put it more bluntly, although this sketch is good, it is not good enough to force review!

Cheng Yi asked again: "Hey, my dear, did I become an adult later?"

Wei Xisheng blurted out: "No!"

"Huh?" Cheng Yimeng was stunned.

Seeing his disappointed look, Wei Xisheng reacted and said: "Nothing can stop -"

Wei Xisheng & Cheng Yi simultaneously sang in operatic accents: "Our Cheng Jiao'er's dream~"

At this time, several people watching in the audience got this funny point:

Hahahaha, no wonder Wei Xisheng used a dramatic accent when he sang in the beginning. It turns out that the root cause of the disease was ten years ago!

"Hahahaha~ (Laosheng singing)" Cheng Yi turned in a circle, "I knew it~ (Nian Bai), when I saw the princess stealing the command arrow, I couldn't help but feel happy, I stood at the palace gate and called me Xiaofan~~~"

The audience burst into laughter because Cheng Yi broke his voice when the song was called Xiao Fan.

"Hey, hey, hey~" Wei Xisheng stopped him, "Okay, listen to me, don't sing this part during the exam."

Cheng Yi was unwilling to give in: "There's still a little bit left, I'll practice more!"

Wei Xisheng: "It's quite different!"

Cheng Yi: "I'll practice again."

Wei Xisheng: "Stop practicing!"

The dialogue between Cheng Yi and Wei Xisheng was fast and urgent, clear and smooth. It looked like they had practiced it many times and had formed muscle memory. The crosstalk actors on the scene all knew how difficult and difficult it was!

No one thought that an Internet celebrity, an opera student, and two people who were new to sketches could perform to this level!

Cheng Yi retracted his hand and asked: "Will it be better when you grow up?"

Wei Xisheng was proud and proud: "Of course!"

Cheng Yi shyly asked: "Can I listen?"

"Listen up!" Wei Xisheng cleared his throat, "When I saw the princess stealing the command arrow, I couldn't help but feel happy. I stood at the palace gate and called me Xiaofan~~~"

Wei Xisheng's voice is clear and high-pitched, mellow and sweet, especially the last "called Xiaofan", the tone is extremely pure and full, like the cry of a broken jade phoenix from Kunlun, which won the full house's applause.

Cheng Yi: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Cheng Yi: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Wei Xisheng boasted: "It's amazing!"

"I knew I could sing!" Cheng Yi pointed at Wei Xisheng with an excited look on his face, "I sang so beautifully!"

Wei Xisheng: "Really?"

Cheng Yi: "Can I appreciate myself again?"

"Tsk~" Wei Xisheng agreed without thinking, "I'm the only one who likes to hear it!"

He stepped on the stool and sang again: "Stand at the palace gate and call me Xiaofan~~~"

While he was singing, Cheng Yi lay down on the bed and enjoyed it while lying there.

However, this time, Wei Xisheng failed to sing, and his voice broke!

Cheng Yi was stunned!

Wei Xisheng added: "I'm nervous!"

He did it again: "Call Xiao Fan~~~"

Broken sound again!

The audience laughed.

"Fan~~~"

Even the sound is broken!

"Fan~~~"

Breaking sound!

"Fan~~~"

Breaking sound!

"Fan~~~"

Broken sound! Broken sound! Broken sound!

Cheng Yi: "Huh?"

Wei Xisheng: "It's so annoying!"

The homophone joke made a few people laugh.

Wei Xisheng realized something was wrong: "Why can't I sing?"

He turned around and saw Cheng Yi lying leisurely on the bed, his feet still dangling, and he asked:

"Are you slacking off?"

Cheng Yi looked at his feet and replied casually: "No?"

Wei Xisheng casually grabbed a wooden knife and spanked Cheng Yi:

"One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage! What are you doing lying down?"

Cheng Yi was beaten so hard that he got up from the bed and said embarrassedly:

"I thought I could sing it, and I felt proud!"

Wei Xisheng: "Practice!"

Cheng Yi: "Stand at the palace gate and call me Xiaofan~~"

The voice broke again, and Wei Xisheng stepped forward to stop him: "You can't yell blindly!"

Cheng Yi: "Xiaofan!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "Pay attention to your position!"

Cheng Yi: "Xiaofan!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "This, this will ruin your voice!"

Cheng Yi: "Xiaofan!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "Stop singing!!!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wei Xisheng covered his throat!

His voice is hoarse!

Cheng Yi turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Wei Xisheng: "Why did I sound like this?"

Cheng Yi looked anxious: "I'll practice again, I'll practice again, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Cheng Yi: "Fan!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "No!"

Cheng Yi: "Fan!!!"

Wei Xisheng: "Okay, stop singing!"

His voice is even hoarse!

Wei Xisheng: "You have to use methods!"

"Yes, use the method!" Cheng Yi thought for a moment and sang again, "Call Xiao Fan~"

"Yes, as long as you use the method -" Wei Xisheng's voice recovered and became clearer. He himself couldn't believe it, "Is it so immediate?"

In the audience, the members of the review team were amazed!

The design of this section is so wonderful, especially the way Wei Xisheng's voice switches from clear to hoarse, and from hoarse to clear, it's almost a dazzling performance!

A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.

Several crosstalk masters looked at each other and were shocked!

Shen Tong: "This book!"

Jia Ling: "Awesome!"

Ma Li: "This is not so much a time travel as it is a concrete representation of the past ten years. The changes made ten years ago can directly affect the present. If you were slack ten years ago, you would not be able to perform well. The method you used ten years ago was wrong. My voice has become hoarse. After ten years of hard work in the audience, tsk tsk, it is indeed ten years of hard work in the audience! If you think about it carefully, if this is not educational, then what can be considered educational?!"

Ge You is a film and television actor. He analyzed it from the perspective of film and television dramas:

"This is great! The script unfolds into a movie! But the sketch is different from the movie. Due to the stage relationship and time and space constraints, the sketch cannot show what happened in the intervening ten years. This setting is equivalent to Just omit the middle ten years, amazing!"

Cai Ming: "Yes, before this setting was revealed, this script was only a qualified and close to excellent script. To say how high it was, it was really not that good. But once this setting came out, it can be called a classic. !”

Pan Changjiang also praised:

"The two young men performed well! The taller one (Wei Xisheng), at first glance, is a professional Peking Opera student. He vividly demonstrated the skills of Peking Opera. Corresponding to the sketch, it is the result of ten years of hard work." The mark of hard work has come down!

The short one (Cheng Yi) acted innocent, carefree, and full of passion for life and dreams.

Good acting skills and details can make the audience feel convinced!"

Shang Daqing: “And the combination of this skit and Peking Opera is so perfect!”

Wang Zijian: "I can't write this book!"

At this moment, it’s like there is a big bird in the country. Even if it doesn’t sing, it is already a blockbuster!

The whole place was in an uproar!

(End of chapter)