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

Chapter 345

“Uncle Zhang stood up, rounded corners, rounded corners, and there was a large bamboo forest in front of him.

This bamboo looks beautiful, verdant and green.

Follow the bamboo, and there is a temple in front of it.

At the entrance of the temple, a large monk stood. ”

“Uncle Zhang is amused at the first glance, oops.”

“Who, it is the one who pulled the tree. Fatty is waiting here.

Seeing people laugh three times, they said: You and I are indeed destined. ”

“Yes, yes, Master’s hands were so fast that night. Uncle Zhang felt a little dazed after saying this. I was dreaming, and I felt confused. I felt that this state was not right.

But on another thought, this is a god.

I may have reached the realm of immortals. ”

“Master, hello.”

“I’m good and I’m good, come quickly.” Wang Hepeng showed the great monk’s happiness, and he also had an eight-three gesture in his hand.

After entering the gate, there is a large meditation hall.

There is a screen in the middle, and there is a table and two chairs in front of the screen.

The two divided the guest and the host and sat down. ”

“After you sit down, bring a cup of tea, and drink it, oh, this fragrance is in your heart.”

“Great monk: Rich Lord Zhang, raise your nose and smell my house.”

“Uncle Zhang raised his nose and took a violent breath. It smelled of incense wood.”

“Great monk: Thirty or fifty trees don’t have this smell, you have to have five hundred trees.

Zhang Junqing: That is that!

Great monk: Guess where I got it?

Zhang Junqing: Can’t guess! ”

With such a heartless culture, all the audience laughed. Is this still a question?

“The uncle said in his heart that this monk is so joking, this is, but it’s quite fun.

Talking about the sky, Shannan Haibei knows everything.

It’s happily said.

While chatting, the little monk just came in and said: Master, the third prince Bingling is here! ! ! ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent.

The story became more and more weird. The audience’s eyes were full of expectation, and all of them were muttering in their hearts, isn’t this third Prince Bingling a god? People who can’t be seen at all.

How come?

Wang Hepeng: “The monk is okay with this sentence. Uncle Zhang almost fell to the ground. I just burned the incense for him, right? Didn’t I sing the birthday song?

Or do you not understand foreign languages? How did you get here? ”

“The great monk has stood up: The third prince has arrived. He is impatient and inconvenient. Donor, can you wait for tea after the screen?”

“Hey, good, good!”

“Uncle Zhang got up and walked behind the screen. There is a small room behind the screen. There is also such a table. Little monk brought the tea over and told him not to go out.

Going out is not going out, but Uncle Zhang has something in his heart.

Xin said I had to see what it was, and stood up quietly, looking at the appearance through the seam of the screen. ”

“The door opened, like a gust of wind, one person came in with a whirr.

Who is that? Third Prince Bingling!

I walked inside with the golden helmet and golden armor, his face was blue, with two red eyebrows.

The big eyes are slamming, wearing a red robe with a gold belt around his waist, that spirit.

Come in from outside.

Behind the screen, Uncle Zhang was taken aback, and he looked exactly like a god.

My god, the third prince is alive!

Zhang Junqing instantly covered her mouth without daring to move. ”

“The great monk outside the screen greeted him: The Third Prince is here!

Third Prince Bingling: Oh, Master, I’m looking for you.

Great monk: What are you talking about?

Third Prince Bingling: This thing is too Damn it. I can’t do anything about it. Can you help me?

Great Monk: Are there still things you can’t do?

Third Prince Bingling: Hi, I’m really out of luck, this thing is too Damn it. I told him to let him be a prince, and he would not do it.

He has to be the emperor for three years! !

I know how to move with emotion and reason!

I have said a lot of good things, but he won’t listen to me!

That’s why I am helpless, knowing that you have a lot of talents and a wealth of economy.

What do you think about this?

The monk was happy: hit him, what’s the reason? This matter is not a problem, bring him in, I have my own way to deal with it. ”

Wang Hepeng told the conversation between the two people without stopping, changing constantly, and the words in his mouth did not slow down any more.

“Said and brought in, just at this moment, a gust of wind blew up outside the door…”

“Foresee what will happen, let’s break it down below!”

Snapped!

Suddenly, the awakening wood on the field suddenly fell, and the sound shook the field again, and all the audience suddenly regained consciousness, and a spirit came and broke away from the story.

“good!”

“Quack chick!”

All the audience was a sensation, with constant applause, but they were holding things in their hearts, and they were particularly curious about what happened next………..

Because this is exactly on the button of storytelling.

Buttons are the suspense left by the audience at the end of each storytelling.

This is something that must be paid attention to in storytelling.

In the past, the old man said that after the storytelling was finished, today’s money is also made, but tomorrow is to be made.

So in the end, there must be such a button to attract these audiences to come back, and then take care of own business.

After the performance, Wang Hepeng slowly got up in applause, slowly held his own fan in his hands, bowed and went off the stage.

Although this is a recording, the rules must not be forgotten.

End of storytelling.

Guo Degang nodded with interest, and he has finished watching the entire recording.

From the beginning to the end, there is nothing that can be used to tell the story, and of course it will not be biased and boasted just because it is his own apprentice.

On the contrary, just because he is an apprentice, a master has to be more provocative, but he can’t pick out anything at all.

Why is it so good? He doesn’t even know how to be a Master.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hepeng had figured this out for himself.

“This time the response must be interesting.” Guo Degang spit out a word, completely letting go.

Turned around and left without saying hello to his apprentice.

I don’t want to disturb him.

But how did Wang Hepeng know that his Master had been here, and after he stepped down, his work has not been over yet.

Talking to some staff about things, such as what happened during the recording.

At the same time he took a look at own video himself.

Even if he has a lot of experience, he still has to see if there are any mistakes.

Simply look down.

As Guo Degang thinks, there are almost no flaws.

After that, Wang Hepeng talked to the person in charge and left first, and he didn’t care about any other platform releases.

I glanced at the phone while going out.

I found that there are still a lot of people questioning their own storytelling on the Internet, and only a lot more over time, some like Deyun and some don’t like Deyun.

This is something that can’t be helped.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t like it themselves or they are scolded deliberately by people in the system.

None of it has anything to do with him, or that sentence, just use strength. .