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

Chapter 81

“Everyone must know that Wu Song is a character who is eight feet long and handsome, and he has a hundred pounds of strength all over his body.

Shaolin Temple has studied martial arts for more than eight years.

Good skills in one suit.

Ranked second in the family, also known as Wu Erlang.

I live in Qinghe County!

There is such a Big Brother called Wu Dalang, and they all say that the brothers are connected.

They are not.

Wu Dalang is less than five feet long alone, with a hideous face, ridiculously short and short, nicknamed “Three-inch Dinggu Bark”. ”

With a brief introduction, the audiences on the scene were deeply impressed, and their concentration was extremely serious.

“The conditions of the two are very different, but Wu Song is very concerned about his Big Brother. They have no father and no mother since they were young, and they were both brought up by this Big Brother.

Just say such a day.

Wu Song has been wandering for a whole year. After returning from Cangzhou, he met a small village with a small tavern on the head of the village.

Here it says Sanjiazui, and there it says Demolition Altar Fragrant.

There is a big sign standing here,

On the zero two seven it says: “Three bowls are not good enough”!

People who practice martial arts in Wu Song have a lot of appetite and drink.

Where can I manage these.

Apart from anything else, enter the store and ask for a drink.

I called the store’s family to come over to a store’s second child. Generally speaking, the store’s second child did not mention him in the book, but today I’m going to focus on it. ”

At this point, all the audience who carried it down were puzzled.

When they listened to this passage, they couldn’t help wondering where to care about this shop’s second child.

Had to continue to listen to the children.

“This shop, Xiao Eryi, come over, drink! Don’t mention how stupid you look.

He was wearing a white jacket and black trousers, and a white rag was on his shoulders.

His face is like a black pot.

He was fat and his waist was as thick as a bucket.

Very short.

Walk over there, then walk over.

Shengsheng went to the bottom of the three dining tables without bowing or bending over.

There was a tooth in his mouth, which was as white as a searchlight. ”

Having said that, what was understood on the field, endured some laughter.

Wang Hepeng continued: “Wu Erlang saw this, tears in his eyes.

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he hasn’t reached the point of sadness.

Dian Xiaoer blinked and looked at this scene and was stupid.

This strong man, why are you? What difficulties have been encountered.

Takejiro wiped away his tears. I haven’t been home for a year. You look so much like my Big Brother. You didn’t hold it back for a while.

Dian Xiaoer is also a man of good temperament, and it can be seen that Wu Song has been wandering and homesick all the time.

Dare to ask this strong man Dage what name?

Wu Dalang!

Hearing this, the shop Xiaoer nodded sincerely, jumped on the spot, and patted Wu Song’s thigh with a raised hand.

If the brothers do not dislike it, my surname is Guo, so you can call me Guo Dalang for the time being. ”

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The audience burst into laughter.

In the previous description, there is also a name Guo Dalang, do they still know who it is?

They laughed so much that their tears kept coming out.

“I can still make such a cameo, has Mr. Guo crossed it?”

“No! You can only take pictures of Wu Song’s thigh when you jump up, and you can go directly under the table. I’m afraid it’s seven dwarfs.”

“No way! How do I feel that Wu Song doesn’t fight a tiger, and it looks good.”

Speaking of storytelling, one person has a style.

Will integrate into own things.

Especially for some things that are not very clear in the book, it is only when the people say that they adapt and add words, so that they have different styles.

Then naturally Wang Hepeng let himself Master appear on the stage.

“Why did this kid add words.”

In the backstage, Guo Degang listened, his expression smiled, what’s the matter?

But I also think it can.

The audience just likes it. It’s not impossible to add baggage to storytelling. Guo Degang will add it himself.

The laughter lasted for a while before it stopped.

Wang Hepeng continued: “Furthermore, Guo Dalang, Wu Song wants good wine, so he will give good wine, and if he wants good food, he will give good food. But drinking and drinking is not right.

Without a word, Guo Dalang jumped up and stood on the stool, stopping Wu Erlang.

Hastily persuaded: Brother! It’s no way for you to drink like this. There is a sign at our door, clearly written, three bowls are not enough.

Three bowls are not enough?

Wu Erlang murmured, letting Guo Dalang explain.

Hey, oh, there is a Jingyanggang in front.

No matter how big the alcohol is, after drinking three bowls of wine, you will be drunk under Jingyanggang.

This is called “three bowls but okay”!

Knowing this, where is Takejiro willing to do it.

I just want to drink it!

As long as Guo Dalang’s body can stop it, even if it is a stop, Wu Erlang raised his foot, hey, stepped directly over him.

After this time, Wu Jiro also saw clearly that there was a peach shape on his head. ”

With a smile, countless audiences seemed to have pictures of Guo Degang in their heads.

It’s too crooked.

I’m really not afraid of Guo Degang’s difficulties, I dare to arrange this.

“Where can Wu Dalang cross over?

Whatever good wine and good dishes are made to eat a clean.

With a touch of his mouth, he counted down eighteen bowls of wine, and five catties of beef was eaten clean.

Guo Dalang was frightened and called out a massive amount.

Seeing this Wu Jiro, the upper body is not swaying, and the lower body is not swaying.

But when he inquired about where Wu Song was going, he was frightened. It was in Jingyanggang where the tiger was hiding.

This tiger did not know how many people had eaten.

There are not ten people who dare not live with each other.

Takejiro has a great ability, and curiously asked about the tiger’s situation.

Guo Dalang only said one thing, when the tiger was eating people at night, his head was burned by the torch…! ”

After a paragraph, the audience laughed a lot.

Guo Degang finished talking about Yu Qian, don’t they know that Yu Qian burns his head?

Doesn’t this mean him?

It’s just too bad.

They all know the story, but they never stop and listen down.

Afterwards, Wang Hepeng continued to speak.

The main plot has not changed, but Guo Dalang and the hot-headed tiger from the shop have written them down for the audience. From the new small group 712205071 one one one one one one one

When I think of and mention that Takejiro hit it, I can’t help laughing.

After all, where does this tiger have a hot head, but that said, it really works, it’s possible.

Listen and listen, the audience can’t control the time at all, but after a short while, the end is still heard.

“…

I saw that Wu Jiro killed the hot-headed tiger and was surrounded by a large horse sitting on top of a tall horse. A figure sprang out from the crowd, his eyes flashed with tears.

This Mashan is not someone else, but his virtuous brother Takejiro. ”

Snapped!

Gavel!

With another shot, a magnificent voice sounded.

“If you want to know what is going on, please listen to the next breakdown.”

The whole commentary came to an end.

At the same time, the Ten Thousand People Theater reacted from the serious expression of listening to the story. There was riotous applause and constant cheers.

“Okay! One more one!”

“another one!”

“OK!”

Amidst the shouts, Wang Hepeng bowed properly and then stepped down.

After stepping down, the voice was still not much lower.

Seeing himself Master and Uncle Yu, Wang Hepeng is waiting for evaluation. Although he has systematically given storytelling for 20 years, this is also his first time on stage.

Good or bad is not the final decision.

But how could it be possible that Guo Degang and Yu Qian didn’t think it was good? The old gentlemen who used to talk about storytelling made it easy to remember and look forward to listening to the next paragraph.

The old gentleman pointed to these to eat.

“Wu Song Fights the Tiger” can be said to have been said too much, but in this way, he made the audience remember a few names.

Guo Dalang, Hot Tiger.

vivid memory.

“Master! How is it!”

“What else? Can you follow your own words?”

Wang Hepeng himself answered, “Master, things like storytelling have the same plot, but is there a quasi-word in his mouth?”

Guo Degang laughed. What does he care about this, he suddenly said, “Okay! You can talk about a traditional cross talk later. But I ask you, Baisha Zazhi, can you?”.