Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 120
This game is interesting to say the least.

Twenty pairs of comedians, eighteen and a half of them are members of the music association.

One and a half left.

One pair is Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian, two invitation letters sent by Mr. Zhang himself.

Is the other half right? They are the two who took the stage next to Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian.

Yang Qizhi, Ren Jun.

The reason why it is said to be half right is because Yang Qizhi actually has a very deep relationship with the Music Association. Ren Jun is his apprentice, but he has not joined the Music Association.

In the final analysis, it can only be blamed on the music association's extreme exclusion.

And Ren Jun is from Changsha, and what they are talking about is Southern School cross talk.

In the hearts of the Music Association, traditional cross talk is not counted as cross talk, let alone the southern cross talk that has almost nothing to do with northern cross talk.

Thinking of these two, Qingfeng Lin felt a little sad.

Why didn't I put my arms around me at that time, how could it be easy for others to accept such a hot place.

Lin Qingfeng didn't know Ren Jun, but he had seen the video of Ren Jun's performance.

Lin Qingfeng respects those who are serious about cross talk.

Although he knew that it would not be difficult for people like Ren Jun and Yang Qizhi who had trained in the Changsha song and dance hall to catch him, but Lin Qingfeng still hurriedly stood in front of the TV.

On the TV, those two had already come to the stage and bowed.

Unlike other actors, they didn't ask for a table, and they didn't wear a coat. One wore a suit, and the other wore a pair of short skirts and water pants.

The two of them made a few quick jokes with each other quite easily, and stabilized the audience's emotions.

Then introduce yourself into the job smoothly.

Unlike Lin Qingfeng's "Praise the House" just now, Yang Qizhi and the others' work can be regarded as a mother-in-law relationship.

The meaning of mother and son is to tease and praise each person, and the burden is evenly distributed.

And like Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian, most of them are spoken by Lin Qingfeng, and he is also reciting the long passages.

That's called sinking.

They are all different forms of cross talk.

Seeing that Ren Jun and Yang Qizhi took over the scene, and they performed quite well.

Lin Qingfeng felt relieved.

Then he was pulled by Yu Qian's sleeve.

Following Yu Qian out of the backstage to the corridor, Lin Qingfeng realized that Yu Qian was sweating.

"It's really thanks to you today." Yu Qian wiped off his sweat and said helplessly, "If it wasn't for you on stage..."

Lin Qingfeng knew as soon as he heard it that Yu Qian was brooding over his slip of the tongue on stage, so he interrupted him:

"Brother Qian'er, don't say that." Lin Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder, "It's all about cross talk, how can there be a time when I don't make a mistake, if I make a mistake, don't you have to come to my rescue?"

"Besides, no one will find out about this, so don't take it to heart."

That's what he said, but Yu Qian couldn't really think so.

Yu Qian looked at Lin Qingfeng who had turned back to the backstage gracefully, and while silently following, he couldn't help thinking about it.

Let's talk about cross talk, it really depends on the mouth, everyone has a time when the mouth is bald.

But I have never seen Lin Qingfeng's mouth.

How powerful this person is that he never makes mistakes.

Yu Qian couldn't help wiping the sweat off his brow again.

But no longer put your mind on this matter.

Jiao'er has already said, to look forward.

There is no need to worry about one mistake.

Instead of wasting that time, prepare for the next one.

In this competition, cross talk is the most special one.

In other competitions, there are often not many groups participating, even like Henan opera, which is not considered a competition at all, only two troupes.

So much so that I have to arrange assistant performances.

Cross talk is different. Twenty pairs of actors will step down in less than 10 minutes.

It looks like Lin Qingfeng and the others, and they acted directly for half an hour.

There is no need for assistants to fill in the time at all.

Even so, the program was recorded directly from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm.

If it wasn't for the half-hour break at six o'clock in the middle to take care of the meal, Lin Qingfeng would have wanted to give his opinion, or if the competition was over, he would have left early.

In this way, he can still catch up with the evening performance when he returns to Qingyun club.

Yes, now Qingyun Club performs two performances a day, one in the afternoon and one in the evening.

After a performance, there are seven programs including the opening board, and including the host, fourteen people are needed.

However, there are only fifteen people in Qingyun Club, even with Mr. Zhang.

It was okay when Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian were around. They did a job together, and they often had to partner with different actors to perform.

Without the two of them, it is equivalent to three programs missing.

When she found out about the arrangement of the program, Xiao Luan, who was in charge of arranging the program list, almost bit off the tip of her pencil.

Originally, Qingyun Club only arranges performances in the afternoon, not every afternoon.

On the one hand, it is because there are no audiences, and on the other hand, it is also because there are no actors.

Now the problem of the audience has been solved, and even under the urging of the audience, the afternoon and evening shows were held.

The problem of lack of actors once again appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng.

It is still a serious problem that needs to be solved urgently.

He is sad.

Otherwise, how could there be so many rounds of competitions and assistants.

I just plan to get to know more people and see if I can recruit more troops for Qingyun Society.

As the old saying goes, as long as the hoe is well swung, there is no corner that cannot be dug down.

No one knew that Lin Qingfeng's eyes were wandering, it was his generals who were watching his future.

In other words, he was lucky. When he was an assistant performer, he really made a lot of like-minded friends.

But these friends are all leaders in all walks of life.

Each of them is also sincere in doing what they do and loving what they do.

No plans to switch careers at all.

Lin Qingfeng is so worried that he is now starting to look for people in the music association, intending to see if there are any good seedlings, dig them up and teach them slowly.

In Lin Qingfeng's melancholy, and the tension of other cross talk actors.

This game is finally over.

However, the end of the competition was not the moment everyone expected to announce the ranking.

After the host announced the end of the recording, the audience left.

The actors backstage were all notified to stay.

"What's the matter, why don't you let me go?"

"Sitting here for more than eight hours, I'm sleepy."

As soon as this person's words came out, there were one after another yawns in the room.

They all yawned, not forgetting to find someone to ask if anyone knew about the situation.

That group of judges walked in in such a noisy situation.

It was quiet all at once.

After all, when everyone came to the stage, they all saw the faces of these judges and thought that they were going to announce the results.

The leader spoke, but not announcing the results.

But:

"Thank you for your hard work, the first game has been completed, and your rankings have been counted in my hands."

"However, the results will not be announced now. Because—"

(End of this chapter)