Han Zhe smiled. A little tune that had been passed down for hundreds of years must be nice. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been passed down for so long.
It was just that there were fewer people who were slowly admiring it.
Now that he had the chance to interact with her, he would definitely like her.
No matter what, the Chinese people's bones were not something that could be explained by a simple word like that.
After the opening ceremony ended, Han Zhe, Guo Degang, and Yu Gan left the backstage with all the actors.
The host walked up.
"Alright, next up, we'll be bringing you the crosstalk, Vajra Kick. The performer is Wen Xingzhao, Li Wenshan.”
"Pa, pa, pa…"
The audience applauded. The two actors went on stage and officially began their performance.
Xingwen Zhao and Li Wenshan were both old men of the literary generation, and they were of the same generation as Han Zhe's master, Zhang Wenshun.
The two old gentlemen had a steady and steady momentum, and the opening was quite normal. It was considered appropriate.
"Uncle-Master, it's been hard on you."
Meng Hetang brought over a pot of tea and handed it to Han Zhe.
It must be the martial world.
It was also a rule in the crosstalk industry to ask one's peers for their hard work.
"Yeah, you've worked hard too."
Han Zhe smiled and took a sip of water.
Guo Degang walked over.
"Hey, brother, your voice is not bad!”
Guo Degang said with a smile.
"No wonder Mr. Zhang always praised you for being smart and learning things quickly. I didn't believe it, but now I do.”
"To be honest, I've always thought of myself as a smart person. Compared to you, I'm stupid.”
Guo Degang's sincere praise wasn't flattery. He sincerely felt that way.
Learning crosstalk was too difficult.
If the four courses were broken down, there could be twelve. One had to put in a lot of effort in each course to achieve success.
This achievement was just memorizing, not applying what he had learned.
Han Zhe seemed to be very familiar with crosstalk, but he had a deep foundation and a thorough understanding of crosstalk. He could only do it if he had his own opinions.
People like Han Zhe were indeed extremely smart and rare.
The disciples backstage cast envious looks at Han Zhe.
When would he be able to be like Senior Uncle Han Zhe and gain his master's approval?
"Senior Brother, you flatter me."
Han Zhe said with a smile.
"We're on the same side, so let's not brag about each other. Since there was time now, they would go over the lines and do the right thing. They would be going on stage in a while.”
Guo Degang gave him a thumbs up in admiration.
"Good job, brother. If you have the ability to be neither arrogant nor impatient, your future can be expected.”
Guo Degang said with a smile.
"Alright, let's fight first."
Upon hearing that they were going to fight, all the disciples went out except Yue Yunpeng and Meng Hetang, who stayed behind as Han Zhe's followers.
This was the rule of the folk arts world.
In fact, Han Zhe and Guo Degang were very skilled. They had done a detailed comparison before, and now they were just familiarizing themselves with each other.
To check and fill in the gaps, to perfect.
It was this kind of work attitude that led to success.
Half an hour later, Xing Wenzhao and Li Wenshan finished their performance.
In the second round, it was Han Zhe and Guo Degang's turn.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They walked onto the stage and began today's performance.
"Pa, pa, pa…"
As soon as Han Zhe and Guo Degang went on stage and bowed to the audience according to the rules, they were immediately applauded.
"Thank you. It's the first time we're holding a special show, and it's in Beijing. This is all thanks to my senior brother, Mr. Guo Degang. Let's applaud and encourage him.”
Han Zhe stood in the position of the main character and was responsible for driving the rhythm.
The audience was also very convinced and immediately applauded.
"Aiyo, thank you, everyone."
Guo Degang said politely and then smiled.
"Aiya, I didn't expect that after so many years, I would be standing in a table again.”
Haha...
Guo Degang was indeed a crosstalk master. A casual sentence from him made the audience laugh again.
"Why don't I sing a song to send my lover to you to satisfy your craving?”
Han Zhe smiled evilly.
"Forget it!"
Guo Degang hurriedly stopped him.
The audience burst into laughter.
Those who often listened to crosstalk would know that the version of the German Sports Association's sending their lover away was different. The most famous version was the one that scolded the sidekick.
"You asked Bastard why he was carrying the stone tablet, just because the crosstalk table was blocking his leg!”
So Han Zhe was playing tricks.
However, when they saw Guo Degang being at a disadvantage, it was very funny. They were naturally happy.
"You see, it's my first time doing a show. Can't you take care of me?”
Han Zhe said with a smile.
"Don't, don't, don't. Later, when you and Yu Qian fight, he's already used to you scolding him. I can't stand being so thin-skinned."
Guo Degang begged with a smile.
Haha...
The audience burst into laughter again, feeling sorry for Yu Gan.
Old Guo was too evil!
"Who did Yu Qian offend? Why should I sing him? I want to sing you today!”
Han Zhe said stubbornly and started singing without any care.
"Little girl, send my boy…"
Guo Degang immediately went forward and covered Han Zhe's mouth.
Haha, the audience laughed again. This match was getting intense. They had started fighting right from the start.
"Puff!"
Han Zhe pulled Guo Degang's hand away and said angrily.
"What happened? What's wrong with you? I'm just singing a tune, why are you covering my mouth!”
Han Zhe complained as he wiped his mouth.
"Good fellow, you almost suffocated me to death.”
Han Zhe's unhappy expression was on point, and Guo Degang continued to apologize.
"Brother, you can't blame me for this.”
Guo Degang said aggrievedly.
"I, your brother, am also someone who cares about face. If you want me to carry the stone tablet right away, I definitely won't be happy.”
Han Zhe said angrily.
"If you don't like it, then say it. Why are you covering my mouth?”
Guo Degang explained.
"Then wouldn't you be able to sing if I covered your butt?”
Haha...
The audience burst into laughter. Old Guo's match was too bad!
Han Zhe seemed to have been triggered by this sentence.
"What you mean is wrong!”
Han Zhe said excitedly.
"Guo Degang, you have no conscience. I came to perform because of you. It's not easy for me, but now you won't even let me sing a little song.”
"I quit! I quit!"
"Yi…"
The audience immediately started cheering, knowing that Han Zhe was cheating the six people who had recently left.
He immediately burst into laughter.
"Don't, don't, don't. I was wrong. Brother, come back.“
Han Zhe turned around and was about to leave, but Guo Degang hurriedly stopped him and begged.
"I'm wrong. I can't speak. Just treat me as a rude person and don't lower yourself to my level!”
"Ah!“
Han Zhe suddenly shouted, scaring Guo Degang.
"What's wrong?"
Guo Degang looked at Han Zhe in horror.
Han Zhe sneered.
"Hmph, a boorish person like you, a little black fatty, can't compare to him!”
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