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

Chapter 23 Start

After the audience who had already bought tickets came one after another, Mr. Zhang also sold the remaining tickets one by one according to the notes issued at that time.

The fare is still 40!

Artists perform art, art virtue is still necessary!

Although now, let alone 40 yuan, a ticket can be sold for 1000 yuan.

But this is not how artists make money!

If the money is taken by someone while taking advantage of the fire, it will be a crime!

Even if you have no money, some money cannot be earned!

Notes one by one were recycled, and tickets were sold one by one.

The audience who bought tickets to enter the stadium happily took photos with their mobile phones.

There were also many people holding selfie sticks, filming the live broadcast and entering the theater.

Soon, every vacant seat in the theater was filled with spectators.

Except for the back and forth walkway and the front of the stage.They are all seated!

However, even so, there are still countless people outside the theater crowding forward to buy tickets!
Facing the black crowd who were still queuing up, Mr. Zhang Yunshun was both happy and distressed.

It's a pleasure to have so many people here.

But with so many people, how to arrange it!
Call Lin Qingfeng and ask him if he has any good ideas.

Lin Qingfeng thought for a long time.

no way...

I can only come out with a very apologetic, holding a megaphone and shouting to the audience who are queuing up:

"Everyone, thank you very much for coming."

"I know, it's not easy for you all to come here. You all want to go to the theater to have a good rest and listen to the cross talk."

"But there is really no place to sit in the theater!"

"A performance lasts for several hours, but you can't let you all stand in the theater and listen for several hours!"

"I'm really sorry, we really have no place to sit here!"

The audience outside the theater, as if they didn't hear the explanation, are still full of interest!
There's still a place to stand inside, right?

As long as you can get in!
"Then you sell us standing tickets!"

"We don't dislike it! A standing ticket of [-] will do!"

"We're going in to listen to cross talk!"

"Don't you have a lot of open space in here! We can do it from the stairs!"

"I have my own little maza! It definitely doesn't take up space!"

"Sell standing tickets!"

"Sell standing tickets!"

"Sell standing tickets!"

There were bursts of shouts outside the theater, even the actors backstage could hear them!
There must be at least a few thousand people at this gate!
How does it feel to be shouted by thousands of people?
Deafening!
Shaking people's hearts!

It sounded like a landslide!

The momentum is like a tsunami!

Even if ten cannons are placed nearby, they may not be able to suppress the shouts of these thousands of people!
What's more, Lin Qingfeng only had one megaphone in his hand.

No one can hear you if you shout your voice out!

Lin Qingfeng and Mr. Zhang looked at each other.

They smiled wryly at each other.

These thousands of viewers.

Even if the theater is dismantled, it won’t let it go!

Helpless, I could only make gestures to ask the audience outside the theater to be quiet, and reluctantly sent in a hundred or so audience.

A mazza was distributed to each of the audience who came in last, and they sat on both sides of the aisle.

In this way, this group of viewers was very happy and said that it is fine to come in!

As long as you can come in and listen to cross talk, it doesn't matter what kind of stools and chairs you make!

In the end, they managed to arrange the audience with reluctance, and those who couldn't arrange the rest could only be persuaded in every possible way, so there was no accident.

Lin Qingfeng and the other actors breathed a sigh of relief, and went to the backstage to discuss the performance of the show.

Just when the actors had just left.

Another group of people appeared outside the theater, and they scanned the QR code at the ticket gate to pay!

When scanning the code to pay, several of them even sighed to each other:
"I didn't expect that I would forcefully buy standing tickets in this life! I still sneaked into the theater!"

"This theater is really incomprehensible. As the audience, we all agreed to stand for tickets, but they still feel sorry for the audience and refuse to buy tickets!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking, let's go in quickly! I still want to broadcast live!"

After a few people greeted each other and went in, a few more people came behind.

"Hey! Sure enough, there is no one here! Let's pay and go in!"

"Sure enough! How do you know there will be no one at this moment?"

"I just inquired. There are no other staff members in this theater. All the actors do it part-time! The performance will be performed later, there is no way they still have the actors guarding the door!"

"Great! Has the money been paid! Let's go in!"

"Okay! Forty per person! Pay me later!"

"Got it! Go in!"

Lin Qingfeng was naturally unaware of all that happened outside the theater.

Standing in the last half hour before the performance, everyone was a little excited!
After all, so many years.

This troupe has never performed with so many people before!
Excited to excited.

None of the actors backstage got carried away and yelled.

Not even talking loudly.

All of them are earnestly working with their partners, figuring out every word that they want to talk about.

After all, the difference between a venue with hundreds of people and a venue with dozens of people is not the slightest difference.

How to focus all the eyes of the audience, how to be careful not to be burdened with other people, what to pay attention to when speaking, what to pay attention to when speaking, and even the difference in body movements must be adjusted!
And let all the actors calm down.

It was the back figure sitting quietly in the background.

When the actors in the background were discussing with each other, they would glance at the back from time to time.

With him, everyone has a backbone!

There is a mountain to rely on!

Time passed by minute by minute.

The other actors have sorted out all the details that can be noticed.

The backstage gradually quieted down, only intermittent chatter.

At this time, Lin Qingfeng stood up from the chair after chatting with Mr. Zhang Yunshun.

"Squeak"

The sound of stools rubbing against each other made everyone turn their heads away.

Seeing that Qingfeng Lin had already stood up, all the actors also got up together.

Quietly looking at his head teacher.

Lin Qingfeng glanced at all the actors and smiled.

"Let's go!"

After the two words were finished, everyone seemed to be poured gasoline on the fire in their hearts!
Endless pride ignited in my heart!

Let's go!

Follow the head teacher!

Just on today's stage, under the leadership of my class leader!

Take a look at where the road of traditional cross talk is going!

Lin Qingfeng walked forward.

Beside him is Mr. Zhang with a smile on his face.

Behind him, one pair after another followed.

In just a few short steps, all the cross talk actors stabilized.

The passion is like fire, and the complexion is like the wind.

All the blood and heart were firmly suppressed.

Wait until the moment to perform on stage!
(End of this chapter)