"What do you guys think Li Yunfan's crosstalk was about after that?"
"I feel like I haven't finished. Did this guy do it on purpose?”
" Alright, alright. Sleep, sleep. We still have classes tomorrow."
In the dormitory, the four of them lay on the bed and fell asleep. However, after half an hour, the four of them were still not asleep and were rolling back and forth on the bed.
"I can't sleep."
The president sighed helplessly. He had insomnia because of Li Yunfan's crosstalk. Not only that, but his insomnia was also very serious.
"What is the last part?"
"Time to sleep. What time is it? If you don't sleep now, you'll die suddenly.”
However, it was still useless. Although he said that, he was still very unhappy in his heart. F * ck, f * ck, f * ck. This feeling was worse than eating sh * t.
Liu Mengli found a place nearby and settled down. She rolled back and forth. Liu Mengli was seriously stuck. The main reason was that she couldn't show the follow-up.
"This damned Li Yunfan is really infuriating me.”
There were also many people who were angry, but Li Yunfan did not have Weibo and did not have many social media accounts. He gave people the feeling that he was a passerby on the street. He even felt that he was an expert. Did this guy live in seclusion in the mountains?》
Nowadays, even the most ordinary person who played crosstalk would have a social media account or something.
The next day, Li Yunfan and Qi Lin woke up and washed up early. Then, they practiced drinking in the courtyard.
"Senior Brother, aren't we going to read the script?”|
Li Yunfan said," There's no rush, no rush. You can't let go of your basic skills. You can't stop your crosstalk."|”
At seven o'clock in the morning, he started to practice drinking on time. There was a saying called gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, this was all nonsense. It was just a morning exercise to get his spirit up.
The grass at the foot of Mawei Slope is green. Today, there is still a concubine named Ziling. The poems on the wall are full of regret. No guest who enters the temple does not feel sad. Wanli West patrol Jun please go, why bother to sigh and hear the bell on a rainy night? Under the pear tree, Noble Consort Yang's fragrant soul dispersed. Chen Yuanli led the army to escort them. He sighed at the desolation and loneliness of the king, and his heart seemed to be drunk with tears…
It was still the lyrics of Taiping, but this time, there was no Tamago as a foil. Instead, he simply sang this part with his fleshy voice, a short part from the Sword Pavilion's ringing.
In the distance, the old man leaned on his walking stick and listened attentively. Qi Lin took the initiative to bow and greet him. Young Master Ma waved his hand and said,"Do you like Old Guo's peaceful lyrics?”
Li Yunfan said," I did some research and found something interesting. It seems that in our crosstalk, there are only the lyrics of Taiping. Any more and it would be the number of treasures. The rest of the singing seems to be classified as learning.”
The old man nodded and said," That's natural. This has to be done from the history of crosstalk. Of course, it's too long to talk about this. Let's make it simple. Our crosstalk is not recognized by people. In the world of folk arts, it's something that people hate. A thief should not perform crosstalk. This is what it means. Even if you become a thief, you should not perform crosstalk.”
"There's such a saying?" Qi Lin said.”
Old Ma said," It's normal that you don't understand. Not many people care about this anymore. Those folk artists wouldn't say much because this in itself can help them promote their folk arts, so they're very happy to allow us to say it. However, we're far behind them in terms of true strength. After all, they're professionals. For something like the Beijing rhyme drum, just a few humming words will do.”
Li Yunfan and Qi Lin lowered their heads and listened seriously. Young Master Ma said,""Show me some ventriloquism and see what you know.”
Li Yunfan did not hesitate either. He opened his mouth and spoke. It was vivid and lively.
"Squeak squeak!"
What was that sound?
Young Master Ma and Qi Lin looked up at the tree at the same time. A sparrow was circling the tree and chirping.
Was this a conversation?
Li Yunfan's interest was also piqued. He began to give it a try again, but in the end, the sparrow ignored him. This made Li Yunfan a little worried. What went wrong?
" When I was young, I met a person who was very good at ventriloquism. I met him when I was walking in an alley in Tianjin. The old man talked to the bird on the tree for more than half an hour. I saw the entire process. I even felt that the old man really knew bird language. Later, I asked and found out that it was just a joke.”
"What is this?"
"For ventriloquism, imitation is the foundation. However, above imitation is understanding. You should be stuck at the line between imitation and understanding. It's just like speaking English. People who don't speak English will show off everything they know. The other party will respond with a few words if they understand. If they don't, they won't bother with you. It's the same logic as when someone asks you if you've eaten, you say good morning.”
He had benefited a lot. This was Li Yunfan's greatest feeling.
If you don't believe the old man's words, you'll be at a disadvantage in front of you. This was an old saying, and it was also useful. Even now, it was fine to say it.
The old man had the intention of cherishing talents, so he naturally thought highly of Li Yunfan. However, in the eyes of outsiders, they saw Li Yunfan basking in Qi Lin's glory. After all, Qi Lin was Old Guo's son. It was normal for Young Master Ma to chat with Qi Lin and teach him some things.
However, there were many people who knew about this matter. Old Guo knew it, and Qi Lin also knew it. Both of them understood that all of this was because of Li Yunfan.
If it weren't for Li Yunfan, Young Master Ma probably wouldn't have stayed here for long.
For the next few days, Li Yunfan didn't go on stage to perform. During this period of time, he stayed with Young Master Ma. Young Master Ma and Li Yunfan chatted a lot. They even talked about Li Yunfan's future development path.
Speaking, teasing, and singing, one would be able to stand firm in crosstalk if they mastered one talent. However, Li Yunfan's ambition was very big. He planned to master everything.
"I want to listen, I want to follow the rules."
After the first audience member expressed his thoughts, Old Guo knew that things were starting to ferment.
The audience who came before did not dare to say anything, but after they could not see Li Yunfan anymore, everyone could not sit still.
"We want to listen. I want to follow the rules."
Damn it, Old Guo's face was very dark on the stage. He looked at Yu Qian beside him. They never thought that one day, they would be chased away.
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