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

Chapter 122 Here Comes the Young Man
Lin Qingfeng finally finished his answering questions and sent the actors home one by one.

Then I found that only Yu Qian was left in the corner.

"Where's Mr. Zhang? Did you go back?" Lin Qingfeng picked up his thermos to drink water, and asked casually.

Yu Qian shook his head: "It is said that the boxed lunches from the TV station are not very tasty, so I went to buy wontons for supper."

Lin Qingfeng frowned:
"Good guy, this old man shouldn't go by himself, just send someone to go."

This is not to say that Lin Qingfeng, the head of the class, has privileges and lets the actors work for him.

It is the tradition of the old cross talk garden.

The senior teachers and so on, live for the juniors.

In return, the younger generation will help out with the work of serving tea and pouring water, carrying bags and running errands.

This, at that time it was called the package.

Generally speaking, a family will have two to three followers.

There are still many people vying for this position.

The backstage of Qingyun Club has been under the guidance of Mr. Zhang.

It can be said that whoever he ordered casually was a blessing to others.

But the old man just doesn't like to trouble others, he likes to do everything by himself.

Lin Qingfeng thought for a while, and said:

"I think it's time for us to hire people, at least those waiters for ticketing, cleaning, and serving tea and water."

In the past, firstly, there was no money, and secondly, there were no audiences to spare.

These jobs are performed by actors in rotation.

Two performances a day is exhausting enough these days.

Besides, it's not as poor as it was back then.

It was Lin Qingfeng who never thought of it before, after all, he was the head of the class.

It's never his turn to do these chores.

And the second-in-command of the drama club, Mr. Zhang.

He is still that thrifty character.

Besides, the old man has eaten and seen it before.

He has been through many things.

Especially the decline of cross talk over the years can be said to have been witnessed by the old man.

It is easier for him to worry about whether the current popularity of Qingyun Club will be a flash in the pan.

If you recruit a lot of people now.

If we wait for that day, and no one will come to listen to the cross talk, how can we afford the wages of these people.

But if it was Lin Qingfeng, he would not have that pressure.

This is also because Lin Qingfeng has enough self-confidence.

He believed in his own abilities, and he would never let this heat go away in vain.

I also believe in these actors in the backstage of Qingyun Club.

In other words, from the very beginning, the audience who came to Qingyun club were all for him, Lin Qingfeng.

But this short period of time was busy with competitions, Lin Qingfeng's performances were not so intensive, and the number of people who came to see the cross talk of Qingyun Club did not decrease too much.

As usual, one game can still sell for [-] to [-]%.

It's just not as exaggerated as before, even the aisles are full of people.

That's all accumulated over the years.

These actors are polished jewels, just waiting for an opportunity to shine, and each of them can be unique.

It's just that in the end, it's not superhuman.

Just as Lin Qingfeng sighed, he heard Yu Qian say:
"That's not urgent, but Jiao'er, shouldn't it be time for you to take on an apprentice?"

"Even if we don't accept apprentices, we should think of a way to find some actors."

This was exactly what Lin Qingfeng was worried about.

There are only a dozen or so people talking about cross talks every day, even the hardest can't stand it.

In this short period of time, he has indeed made money that he could not have imagined in the past.

But it was too hard.

However, there are really not many cross talk actors who can come on stage as soon as they come.

That Ren Jun is pretty good.

It's just that the southern style of cross talk is not the same style as the northern style of cross talk.

They did a good job in Changsha and were very popular, but in the north, I don't know if it will be unacceptable.

"Brother Qian'er."

Lin Qingfeng sighed: "I also know that I should recruit people, but where can I recruit people..."

Lin Qingfeng couldn't help laughing bitterly:

"If only God could drop me two or three yuan of good material."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yunshun's old voice was heard:

"Here comes the good stuff—"

The two brothers in the room looked at each other, and hurriedly opened the back door to meet them.

I saw an old man outside the house as the leader, followed by six young people.

Two of them supported the old man, one left and one right, and the other two carried a plastic bag containing packed wontons.

The remaining two didn't seem to get the job, so they followed behind very embarrassedly.

Lin Qingfeng was stunned:

"What kind of regulations are you talking about? His Majesty the Emperor is traveling, bringing such a group of guards with swords in front of the emperor?"

——Actually, what Lin Qingfeng said at first was, how could he lead such a group of little eunuchs?
All of them were so flattering that they were acting like a real court drama.

But Lin Qingfeng on the stage was too aggressive, and hid a handful of blades when talking about cross talk.

Not only for fans, but also for the audience.

Let people finish laughing, and find themselves stabbed all over their body at some point.

But it is not fatal, but addictive, want to listen to it again.

In life, Lin Qingfeng is still a kind person.

Except for those cross talk masters from the Music Association.

Mr. Zhang directed the two wontons to put the things on the table, and turned around to introduce Lin Qingfeng:

"These few have been coming to the show recently, and I'm familiar with them."

"I didn't go to buy wontons just now, I saw them."

The old man looked like a young audience, staying outside at night.

I was afraid that someone might have some difficulties, so I went up to ask.

After asking, I found out that these people all wanted to learn cross talk with Lin Qingfeng.

Zhang Yunshun knew better than Lin Qingfeng the shortage of people in Qingyun Club.

Even when the show first became popular, Zhang Yunshun had already proposed to recruit people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to invite Yu Qian over.

It's just that the plan at the time was originally based on the fact that he could praise other actors.

Unexpectedly, due to physical reasons, this encounter turned into a one-for-one exchange.

Now that these young guys are interested in learning cross talk, Zhang Yunshun naturally agrees to bring them to meet Lin Qingfeng.

It's just that he made it clear in advance that he was just leading people over to make an introduction.

Whether it will work or not is another matter.

One depends on the individual's talent, and the other depends on the eye, and the character of the person.

Several people agreed very well, and they came here with great gratitude.

After listening to Zhang Yunshun's introduction, Lin Qingfeng took a look at Yu Qian, thinking that this is a blind house bird that God can't die of hunger, and wanted to doze off and sent him a pillow.

Lin Qingfeng glanced at the few young people, all of them looked pretty decent and well-dressed.

There is no such thing as a non-mainstream Shamat look, which is pleasing to the eye.

He asked, "Brothers, why do you want to learn cross talk?"

What he asked was why he wanted to learn cross talk, not why he wanted to come to Qingyun Society to learn cross talk.

There is actually a difference.

Or dug a small hole.

It just depends on whether these children can pass this first level.

(End of this chapter)