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

Chapter 332

On the stage, Wang Hepeng’s voice and spirits both grasped the princess’s taste, looked sideways in one direction, and immediately entered the performance state.

The words were spoken with flavor in the mouth.

“Haha! Coming to our country for fifteen years~

I don’t even have a real name~

Today, I said my real name and my surname~

If otherwise, after telling the mother, I said Big Brother, I want your head~~”

“Okay!” After reading a passage, Luan Yunping exclaimed.

Wang Hepeng changed back to his normal speech, “This is Princess Tiejing, but in fact Princess Tiejing is not from Yanjing.”

“Which should that count?”

“In the past, these northern countries were all northeast.”

Speaking of this place, the voices of the audience below were agitated like the tide.

Luan Yunping: “People from the Northeast?”

“You think. Yue Fei said that he went straight to Yellow Dragon, and there is still this place. It is most parts of the Northeast, but performance on the stage has nothing to do with dialects.

Is it possible that the princess is standing here and speaking in Northeast China? ”

“Can’t this work?”

When I said that Wang Hepeng came again, “Yang Silang first spoke, watching the princess read white, do you really think I am Mu Yi~?

The princess is in a hurry: What a fuck! I have been here for more than ten years, and I have married a slick foreign lady like me, and the child was born without a real name.

You really can squeeze, numb, let me cut you off. ”

Hahahahaha!

As soon as the Dongbei dialect was released, the image of the princess was too contrasted with these words, and many of them fell on the audience’s laughter.

In fact, the baggage of speaking in dialects is not easy to sound, because now the Internet is developed, no one knows some dialects, but it depends on how the crosstalk actors handle and determine the size.

Experienced, just a word can be a burden.

The same is true for Wang Hepeng now.

“What a mess?” Luan Yunping at the moment murmured, shook his head, “This princess’s mouth is too rough.”

“This is out of the question.”

“It’s shameful.”

“Everyone in the play has their own hometown, but they cannot express dialects on the stage.”

“Can’t you?”

Wang Hepeng suddenly pointed his hand out, “For a while, my Master sang Hebei Bangzi. Bangzi had a play, the story of the Three Kingdoms, “Cry Lingpai”!

Guan Yu left Maicheng and died, Zhang Fei asked everyone to make white robes.

There were two bad guys in the camp who killed Zhang Fei.

Later, Liu Bei cried for the spirit, holding this spirit card, crying for the second brother and the third brother. ”

“Misery!” Luan Yunping deliberately held out, and the Three Kingdoms here is heartbreaking.

“Sit down. The clapper is suitable for singing this play. They are all rhyme white.

Recalling the past in Taoyuan~

Wuniu and White Horse Sacrifice to the Sky~

I hate the thief for treacherous things~

Lamenting impermanence once empty~

(Crying) Second brother~~third brother~~”

A piece of rhyme white, Wang Hepeng also pretended to be holding a token in his hand, and when he finally cried out the rhyme white words of the second and third brothers, he didn’t have the slightest response, and the crying emotion was completely shaken out.

Hearing people is immersive, as if they are not listening to cross talk, it is like listening to a corner performing such a stage on the stage.

Even if there is no outfit, this voice alone can bring everyone in.

Shattered.

The applause rose again, not too much, but not too small, and the mixture was brought into a feeling state of emotional shock.

In the voice, Wang Hepeng also broke away from the state of crying cards, spreading his hands, “This is all Yunbai.”

Luan Yunping nodded, “It sounds good!”

“Besides, who is Liu Bei now? Dashulousang!”

“Dashu Lousang is now?”

Wang Hepeng went down a bit and said forcefully: “Now Baoding area!”

“Hebei Baoding?”

Wang Hepeng: “Sitting here and crying with Baoding dialect, Liu Bei wears a white python and a king’s hat, and the tassels of the hat are changed to white. Holding the spirit card, crying for the second and third brothers!”

Luan Yunping: “This is fine too.”

“Take the old dialect.” As soon as he spoke, Wang Hepeng was emotional again, and there was something in his mouth and shouted, “The second and third child, the swollen ones are dead.

Think how nice it was to walk on the street when we were young. ”

Luan Yunping: “Is this pretty?”

Wang Hepeng: “I’m picking straw sandals, my second child is carrying a knife, and my third child is pushing a small cart. Let’s three together…”

Luan Yunping: “Go to war?”

Wang Hepeng: “Sell donkey meat and burn!”

Luan Yunping: “What is it? It’s time to make a small business.”

Each dialect has a burden, and the response is not small. The paragraphs have very good skills, whether it is the dialect or the foundation of Peking Opera.

“It’s not like words.” Wang Hepeng laughed himself, and said again, “So, are there any Yanjing people on the stage?”

“Have it?”

“¨”Yes! There is a Peking opera! “Hate at the End of the Ming Dynasty”! It is about Emperor Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty! Li Zicheng broke through the city of Yanjing, Chongzhen was gone, and he hanged himself on Meishan.

Meishan is Jingshan.

This play is also called Meishan Hate! This emperor is not easy to come, and the previous singing and reading one after another are very cumbersome.

Including the tour of the city, behind the scenes, he sang a slogan, “I can’t keep my eyes open and count to the gold.”

This one came out and followed the wind and snow.

The emperor wore a cloak and was infinitely desolate. ”

Suddenly, Wang Hepeng pointed at the location of his partner, “There is an eunuch at this station.”

“Which station is the eunuch!!!” Luan Yunping called out in an instant, turned it over, and the audience was full of laughter, almost never stopped.

“It’s not right to stand with me in this place, right?”

“The stage scheduling is like this, here is the standing eunuch Wang Chengen, that’s what I meant.”

“You just say he is it.”

Wang Hepeng exhorted, “Don’t think too much, you are not as complete as an eunuch.”

“Me! I’m not even as good as an eunuch.”

“Aren’t you the chief executive?”

“You figured it out, it’s not the one in the palace.”

Here comes such an episode, just make a little tease, Wang Hepeng is ready to sing by himself, it can’t make a smile anymore.

The emperor was embarrassed on all sides and was about to die with endless desolation on his face.

Sing again with a raised hand.

“Since it was enthroned, the east and the west are also dry~~

Internal troubles and external troubles, no one can get peace every day~~~~”

In a short sentence and the last word, Wang Hepeng had too many emotions on it, and his voice contained sadness and helplessness but also the emperor’s atmosphere.

Then all kinds of transphonal singing skills are mixed with miscellaneous publications.

Many of the audience’s eyes were straightened, and they all looked at Wang Hepeng silently.

Everyone knows the actual age of Wang Hepeng.

But it happened to give the audience below a very strange feeling. He didn’t understand how he learned so well, because his age was too unsuitable. .