Beijing, Overpass.
Once a poet said: wine flag play drum bridge city, how many tourists do not remember home.
Yanjing Bridge had been a prosperous civilian market since the early years of the Republic of China. Now, it was regarded as a typical area of the old Yanjing civilian society.
At the same time, this was also the headquarters of the famous crosstalk club, De Yun Pavilion!
……
At this moment, in the Skybridge Theater.
There was still half an hour before the start of the performance, but the theater that could accommodate 300 spectators was already full.
Among them, there were fans of traditional arts and many tourists who came to Yanjing.
Watching crosstalk at De Yun Pavilion was a must-have experience for many tourists who came to Yanjing.
"I quite like Teacher Guo. I wonder if I can see him perform on the same stage as Teacher Yu Qian tonight.”
"Pfft, I think you must be blind to want to see Guo and Yu here.”
"Didn't you see the program list when you bought the tickets? There's not a single big shot tonight."
"Pfft…the tickets were booked by the travel agency. I didn't know!”
"There are no big shots, which means that Little Yueyue can't see it either?”
"You still want to see Little Yueyue…Sister, go back to the hotel and wash up!”
……
When the crosstalk fans heard what these people said, they could not help but retort.
"Who said there aren't any big shots tonight? Wasn't there Yan Hexian? Although he wasn't as good as Teacher Yu, he was quite good at playing the role of a sidekick.”
"Yeah, yeah, my Zhuang Zhuang is also quite a big shot. He filmed two big movies last year!”A white-haired old man said.
"Hey, Grandpa, you're also Zhuang Zhuang's cheap dad?”
"That's right." The old man chuckled.”
Zhuang Zhuang was Yan Hexian's nickname. Once, when the other two people from Deyun Pavilion were performing on stage, A asked how B's son was doing.
B: My son is called Zhuang Zhuang
This answer caused the audience to laugh. Over time, the audience often called Yan Hexian "Zhuang Zhuang" and took advantage of him.
……
Although the old man was a supporter of Yan Hexian, he looked very worried at this moment.
The reason was that Yan Hexian's partner tonight was not Kong Yunlong, one of the four young masters of Deyun, but Guo Lin, the son of the class leader, Old Guo.
As Guo Degang's biological son, Guo Lin did not inherit his father's talent in crosstalk at all. He was not good at speaking, learning, teasing, and singing.
Although Yan Hexian's foundation was not bad and he was a capable person.
However, no matter how good Yan Hexian's acting skills were, he couldn't bring out his true strength by partnering with someone who didn't know how to make a joke!
Other than the grandpa, the other crosstalk enthusiasts also had gloomy expressions on their faces.
"I really don't know what Old Guo is thinking, actually letting a person who hasn't even studied for a year go up on stage, isn't he afraid of smashing De Yun Pavilion's reputation?”
"Sigh, he's Old Guo's biological son after all. The treatment is always different.”
"I heard that today is Guo Lin's 18th birthday, so I specially arranged for him to go on stage tonight. Even if everyone feels that it's not good later, don't be too angry…"
"Pah! If she didn't act well, she wouldn't let anyone say anything? What kind of logic was this? I spent money to buy a ticket to come in just to listen to a good crosstalk. If he doesn't perform properly, don't blame me for losing my temper!”
"Grandpa, don't be agitated, don't be agitated. It's my birthday…"
"So what if it's your 18th birthday? Today is my 80th birthday!"
Hearing this, the young man shut his mouth.
He…couldn't afford to offend him!
……
At the same time, backstage of the theater.
The people who were going on stage tonight stood in pairs and did their final practice.
When the time was up, the actor in charge of the opening was the first to leave.
Seeing that the performance had already begun, Guo Lin's already incoherent sentences became even more stuttering.
"Your father is getting married…your…your mother is getting married…it's such a big event, why, why didn't you invite me…are you afraid that I can't afford the money…looking down on me? Go…go further away…"
Yan Hexian listened to the lines and frowned. His tone was anxious."Wrong, wrong! That's not what you said!"
This was the 20th time Yan Hexian had said that Guo Lin was "wrong".
Guo Lin's lips trembled. His face was pale." Senior Brother, I can't. I can't. I don't know…"
Yan Hexian placed his hand on Guo Lin's shoulder and said,"Linlin, a man can't say that he can't do it. Believe in yourself. You can do it! "Red Affairs Society" isn't difficult to explain. You've already practiced for a few months and memorized all the lines. We'll be the last to go on stage, so there's still time. Don't be nervous and speak slowly.”
Seeing Yan Hexian trust him so much, Guo Lin nodded nervously and continued practicing.
……
At the side, more and more people went on stage and then came back.
And Guo Lin's condition was still not very good.
"There are five stools, fragrant candles, apples, white buns, and a bowl of rice…"
Yan Hexian widened his eyes and said,"Wrong!" Wrong! It was the five offerings of a stuffy lamp, incense, candles, wax sticks, apples, Fu Xi characters, white curtains, and a bowl of rice!”
Guo Lin realized that he had made so many mistakes. His face turned pale as he squatted down and hugged his head in pain.
At this moment, a pair of actors who had just come down from the stage walked to Yan Hexian's side. Their expressions were a little ugly.
"Brother, the audience today is either little girls or old men. After a few performances, the audience's response is mediocre. Some people even left early.”
" There were even people clamoring for a refund. I told them about the baggage of the refund in afghanistani. They all said they were tired of hearing it and even said that De Yun Court was a black organization..."
"Those old men also look very disappointed. Senior Brother, is our performance that bad?”
Yan Hexian's head hurt as he listened. He was the leader tonight. If the audience's evaluation was not good, he would be scolded.
There were six performances in one night, and it was already the fifth one. It was soon his and Guo Lin's turn...
Yan Hexian pulled Guo Lin up from the ground and said,"Great Lin, Young Class Master! Quickly adjust your mentality, we have to save our place! De Yun Pavilion's reputation can't rot on us!”
Little did he know that Yan Hexian's words would only make Guo Lin feel even more pressured.
He clutched his stomach in pain and said with a pale face,"Brother, my stomach hurts. I'm going to the toilet.”
……
In the bathroom.
Guo Lin stood in front of the sink and splashed water on his face over and over again.
After the fifth time, he suddenly froze. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror with a blank expression.
Three seconds later, Guo Lin patted his face and muttered,""F * ck…did I transmigrate?”
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