Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 235 The Song of Freedom
Shen Changle tilted her head and thought about it. Xiaoshenyang's singing skills are indeed very good among non-professionals, but it is unrealistic to PK him. Since there is a high probability of being eliminated, naturally there is no need to worry about inadvertently revealing his identity.

So he shrugged and said: "Okay, okay, don't tell others, there are really few people who know my true identity..."

Xiao Shenyang was so excited that he stopped lying down and sat up from the sofa and stared at Shen Changle closely.

Shen Changle smiled, and gently lifted his mask.

Xiaoshenyang: "Σ(°△°|||)........."

Shen Changle wondered: "Hey, it's not Brother Shen... What's your expression? What's wrong? Am I so disappointed?"

Xiaoshenyang said: "It's not...Variable Man...you...this...or else you should wear a mask???"

Shen Changle said: "I don't!!! Isn't it why we can't be me???"

Xiaoshenyang waited for a long time, and stared at Shen Changle for a long time, but he still couldn't substitute the cross talk actor Shen Changle into Variety Man.

The relationship between Heitu Media and Deyun Society is not bad, especially as neighbors. Xiaoshenyang often buys tickets to go to Deyun Club during leisure time.

So, of course, he has seen Shen Changle's cross talk. In the past year, the cross talk actor who has suddenly become popular in Deyun Club is handsome and versatile.

But as a comedy worker, Xiaoshenyang can better see this person's sensitivity, creativity, and most important efforts and accumulation for comedy.

Just like Xiaoshenyang's own explosive experience, what seems to be a joke in a few seconds, a burden in half a minute, throws out a familiar stalk, and performs a high-energy skit for the audience.

It’s all in Xiaoshenyang, working with his wife and other partners for more than ten years. I figured out how many hairs I lost bit by bit, word by word, and perfected it bit by bit on stages, big and small. of.

Unlike Guo Taoer, who has excellent literary skills, he can write so many good jokes and works, and he is not like Uncle Heitu, who can meet such a suitable partner and good screenwriter. All his essence, almost in the Spring Festival Gala In that year, it was all consumed.

But Xiaoshenyang doesn't envy Guo Taoer and his master. They have already reached the peak of their comedy.

And even these two, the most popular comedy groups now, still have their own shortcomings.

Xiaoshenyang also has his own pride. Even though he has no good works now, after all, he has been brilliant before. He is only in his early thirties and still has a lot of time to pretend. He doesn't think he is inferior to these two.

But today, he was really envious of Shen Changle in front of him. His cross talk skills, creative ability, and comedy talent were already terrible.

Only now do I know that he still has such good singing skills, super good looks, a large number of fans, and he is just in his early twenties.

It can be said that whether it is based on the traditional comedy cross talk, the quintessence of Chinese opera, singing, or the multilateral development of variety shows and movies in the future.

As long as you don't have children, abandon them, or engage in pornography... Xiaoshenyang can hardly pick out a reason why Shen Changle will not be popular in the future, not at all.

Shen Changle looked at Xiaoshenyang and looked at himself with a complicated look of envy, and couldn't help but subconsciously hugged his shoulders and said weakly: "Brother Shen...that my sexual orientation is normal, don't engage in... that"

"Go away!!! I don't do it either!!! I have a wife, and my daughter can already walk." Xiaoshenyang rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Shen Changle thought for a while and said, "Well......then Brother Shen, are you sure that your daughter must be......won't it be you who brought her here to cover up your true sexual orientation?"

A cross appeared on Xiaoshenyang's forehead, and after a long silence, he shouted: "Big news!!! Big news! The Variety Man is actually woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" In the middle of the conversation, Shen Changle quickly blocked it with his hands.

Shen Changle thought for a while and said embarrassedly: "I washed it once before the Chinese New Year, and it was quite clean."

"Before Chinese New Year??? Still clean? Boss is almost April now, get your dirty hands away!!!" After saying that, Xiao Shenyang threw Shen Changle's hands away in disgust.

Shen Changle shrugged and said helplessly: "I can't help it either. Brother Shen, you insisted on yelling just now. I'm not good at it so I can't take off my socks and stuff them in your mouth."

Xiaoshenyang thought about the scene for a while and said coldly: "Good boy, you have a little conscience. If you dare to take off your socks, I will let you be on the hot search tomorrow!!!"

"It has nothing to do with conscience. The main thing I think is that I don't have many socks. I'm a little bit reluctant, and I'm going to keep them for myself (￣y▽￣)~*cough." Shen Changle said embarrassingly.

Xiaoshenyang was about to explode with anger. Mo Dan had always thought that his verbal skills were good, but today he found out that the sketch actor and the cross talk actor are really not so good...

Xiaoshenyang changed the topic with knowledge of current affairs and said: "I'm not going to be poor with you anymore. Tell me, what are we singing in the chorus? I sing more popular songs. You are better than me. I mainly listen to your ideas."

Shen Changle smiled and thought about it seriously: "I don't think it's interesting to just be popular, Shen Changle, do you remember the song we sang just now?"

"The one you sang just now? That one???" Xiao Shenyang tilted his head, but didn't realize it all at once.

Shen Changle wondered: "It's not Brother Shen, why are you out of your mind? Didn't you just sing a song just now? So you forgot???"

"My hometown~ I live in this village~~~"

Xiaoshenyang said dumbfounded: "Let's just sing this? Isn't that too ridiculous???"

Shen Changle smiled mysteriously: "This song is a little bit of a joke, but we can sing it a little bit louder!"

Xiaoshenyang wondered: "The People in Our Village" is tall? How did you sing it so tall???"

Shen Changle laughed loudly, and sang directly: "There will be thousands of songs in the future, floating on my way in the distance."

"Even if there are thousands of evening stars in the future, they will be brighter than the moon tonight."

It is not as beautiful as this night, and it must not make me appreciate it more. "

"AH~~~Because you will sing with me tonight!"

Xiaoshenyang nodded and said: "Song of Qianqianque is nice to listen to, but what does it have to do with being tall?"

Shen Changle said solemnly: "Singing in Cantonese, isn't it tall enough? If not, is English enough?"

Xiaoshenyang said: "I don't read much, don't lie to me... Σ(°△°|||)︴"

(End of this chapter)