Crosstalk: Set Rules On Stage, Set New Graves Below Stage

Chapter 110

“I learned that the uncle can sing songs. It sounds good. If he is shorter and darker, I think he is the reincarnation of my Master.

Too bad. ”

“Master is not dead yet? Just your mouth, we have to scold to death.”

“What’s the matter! When talking about cursing, can someone curse us crosstalk actors?”

“Hurry up and sing you!”

The scene was set up for a period of time. In order to make the transition after Wang Hepeng finished singing, Luan Yunping was able to catch it well, and the audience laughed a lot.

In fact, for this kind of fault finding, whether it is embarrassment on the stage or the show crew coming to stop, whatever comes up in the end will push the actor’s learning skills to inadequacy.

If that’s the case, isn’t it for Deyun to give Master Losing face?

How could Wang Hepeng be like that.

It was brewing for a while.

“Okay! I’m learning!”

As soon as the breath fell, the audience clapped with applause, waiting for such a singing.

Guo Degang at the stage and Cao Yun behind the stage are shocked.

These two people looked at Wang Hepeng in the same way. He really dared to sing. He pricked his ears to hear this sound and this word.

As for the few people who took the lead in making troubles, their faces were smiling. Guo Degang sang “Qin Qiong Guan Zhen”, but that doesn’t mean he will.

And this thing is not simple.

Even if it is a wrong word, it can be embarrassing.

Come this way.

The audience and the dozens of actors behind were all attentively, staring at Wang Hepeng with piercing eyes, and even the recent Luan Yunping was sweating for him.

Under the cross talk table, his right hand had pulled Wang Hepeng more than once, and reminded him that it would be fine to just get a hanger and smash it.

But Wang Hepeng was stubborn and ignored it at all.

Raise your right hand slightly to make your figure ready.

Those who knew everything in an instant, all saw Wang Hepeng’s character, and made people feel different, and suddenly began to sing.

“The Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty acted fiercely in an innocent way, and it is unfair to kill his father to seize power~”

Slowly at the beginning, the tone was shocked from the opening.

The original lively scene was like a shot of a gavel in an instant, and it was all quiet, with a pair of big eyes and small eyes, all looking towards the stage.

“Yo!”

Guo Degang sat next to him and made a slight sound, how could he feel that Wang Hepeng’s voice became more comfortable than before.

Cao Yun understood in shock, staring at Wang Hepeng, while holding a corner of the table with his right hand.

It goes without saying that it is good or bad.

The system optimizes Wang Hepeng’s voice, not by changing his voice, anyone can hear the change.

But this kind of optimization can definitely be heard instantly by people, and it is comfortable to hear, plus Wang Hepeng’s original voice is bright, which is not bad.

This is even more impressive, and the first sentence alone drew a lot of surprises.

Wang Hepeng continued to sing, holding a fan, no longer a scholar of Qianqian, but a deep formation battlefield, the thing in his hand is the soldier in Qin Qiong’s hand.

It’s hard to pinch.

“The patron king put down a four-door pocket bottom lock Eight Trigrams series,

He wanted to kill Qin Qiong.

…

Looking at the fourth floor, Horse Stance Erlang licks his chest and folds his belly, holding a short knife in his hand to be a hero.

Look at the Eastern Azure Dragon horse against the piebald leopard,

Look at the southern red rabbit and horse against the horse pink.

Looking at the west, the white Dragon Horse contrasts with a silver snow race.

Look at the north, ah, Wu Hao, and Ma Wulong.

View…

…

Busy kicking these boots,

The gusseted him and got on the horse.

Looking at Huang Piao’s words:

Say that you carried me out of my true east, west, south, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, yokes, hooks, forks, whips, mace… Meteor four-door pocket bottom lock Eight Trigrams series,

You have done meritorious service above the battlefield.

You can’t carry my true east, true west, true south, true north today…

Knives, spears, swords, halberds,… The Eight Trigrams of the Meteor’s four-door pocket bottom lock,

Under the cooked copper mace, I smashed into your sac.

This horse can understand human nature and human language,

…

Qin Qiong watched a short period of time,

I hope that all the kings will be promoted soon! ! ”

Dozens of large sentences, among which the general things about the mouth, account for 80% of the whole article.

None of them noticed something wrong.

There is no way to pick Wang Hepeng’s nasal transition strength and voice. It is said that Guo Degang sings well, but this Wang Hepeng is completely able to fight against his Master.

Nothing less.

Regarding the proficiency of Taiping lyrics, even a layman can hear it, it has long been so familiar, it is impossible to sing a typo.

The last sentence was even thrown out by Wang Hepeng with a high octave.

Loud, clear, without any harshness, stirring the spirit.

The audience got goosebumps.

“What’s the matter? Wang Hepeng’s singing has improved again?”

“Yeah! When I went to the theater to listen, it was not as good as it is now.”

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“This paragraph is very loud, not to lose to Guo Degang.”

The audience kept whispering and forgot to applaud.

With another snap, Wang Hepeng patted the fan on the table.

Boom.

Everyone in the audience awoke from the majestic killing momentum of “Qin Qiong Viewing Formation”, knowing that this is still in the game.

The master on the stage gave his apprentice the first applause with a smile on his face. The voice was not loud or even weak, but many people could hear it.

Boom!

In an instant, hundreds of audience applause appeared, completely crushing Guo Degang’s applause.

Thunder bursts.

At this moment, Luan Yunping put two hands on the table. Hearing applause, one hand slowly lifted up and wiped herself a cold sweat. Wang Hepeng got it here.

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Then it must start to liven up, and the rhythm must be quickened.

Otherwise, there is not enough time.

Wang Hepeng naturally knew that he did not relax after singing.

Generally speaking, it is better to sing towards the end, but there is indeed a problem with such a stubbornness at the beginning. Wang Hepeng knew that Guo Degang was naturally aware, and couldn’t help but glance down the stage.

There are too many people, he can’t see who it is.

The character who called Wang Hepeng to sing “Qin Qiong Guan Zhen” was already dumbfounded. The ghost knew that Wang Hepeng could do everything, and he helped him get the spotlight.

Some stomachaches.

“How! Does this old man sing well?”

After singing, Wang Hepeng asked.

The audience did not understand.

“Pretty!! Uncle Peng!”

A sound was made, and the audience was amused by this. The backstage actor Sheng Teng and Jia Lin were also very happy. How old Hepeng is, he is uncle.

But it can be seen that this audience really likes it.

This time is about to become Wang Hepeng’s special, what else to talk about.

Wang Hepeng also smiled at this moment, and continued to talk.

“It’s not me! I just learned one or two points. It’s a great master I know. After singing such a paragraph to me, I’m very excited.”

“That’s not right! Others are experts.” Luan Yunping recovered her expression and quickly said.

“So, I really wanted to listen, and the uncle would have spoken to me.” At this point, Wang Hepeng threw his hands together, learning a dialect, “I’m here to help you disc!”

“What?” Luan Yunping felt that the sound was not right, and asked. six.