"Haha…"
The audience burst into laughter and applauded. It was obvious that they liked Han Zhe's joke, especially since it was acceptable to many young people.
This was called advancing with the times!
"I'm using you as a toy."
Yu Gan complained.
The audience was also amused.
This was the technique of a sidekick.
In fact, they were expressing the feelings that the audience wanted to express but could not express, and they were recognized by the audience.
If the funny guy made you laugh, then the sidekick made you understand why you were laughing.
However, most of the audience did not understand this, but they could clearly feel the importance of the supporting actor.
Han Zhe pulled Yu Qian aside to express his disdain. Then, he got into character, as if he was really a friend who came to visit.
"Get lost!"
"What Transformers, motorcycles!”
Han Zhe immediately changed into his friend's character and looked at it curiously. As if he didn't see it clearly, he rubbed his eyes hard, and then his eyes instantly lit up.
"Heh, you don't say. With your introduction, they do look vaguely alike!”
The audience burst into laughter.
"Haha, I'm dying of laughter. Han Zhe's expression is too rich and funny.”
"What kind of magical motorcycle is this? You even need to introduce the breed. Han Zhe, you're amazing, haha.”
"Not bad. It's fun to listen to, and it's close to life. It's much better than the crosstalk on TV. Long live Deyun, long live Han Zhe.”
The audience was completely attracted by Han Zhe's performance style.
It was not only the older crosstalk fans, but most importantly, the younger generation of the audience liked it very much and were more willing to accept it.
It didn't feel like the people from the Music Association were putting on an act, always looking like they were about to bite someone.
Instead, it was easier for a close friend to chat with you and tell you about the happy and funny things that happened around you.
This!
That was the true charm of crosstalk.
This kind of standard could only be seen in the German Sports Association, and there were very few people in the entire German Sports Association who could do this.
Han Zhe…
It was one of them.
"We can finally go to the Second Ring Road. We have a car now.”
Han Zhe said happily.
"No, your car doesn't have a license plate.”
Yu Gan reminded.
"It's just a sign.”
Han Zhe said indifferently.
"Get on the bike and go to the traffic police."
"Excuse me, I'll give you a sign."
Han Zhe's expression was very polite, and Yu Gan complained emotionally.
"You're really bold. Stand up!"
Han Zhe's expression changed, and he changed back to the role of a traffic policeman as he said in disdain.
"No."
"It's fine if you kill yourself. If your car breaks down, it's easy to hurt the people.”
Yu Gan said with a smile.
"Oh my god, there are flying parts!”
Haha...
The audience laughed again. They could imagine the scene of a motorcycle with its shoelaces tied up.
"Forget it. I have a way even if you don't give it to me.”
Han Zhe looked smug.
"Do you have any ideas?"
Yu Qian asked in disbelief.
"I'll get someone to draw one for me."
Han Zhe looked at her with a thoughtful expression.
"Aiya, good idea."
Yu Gan asked again."
"Then who are you looking for?"
Han Zhe thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"I'm looking for Hou Zhen!"
"In our German Sports Association, my senior brother has a big face and a big mouth.”
Yu Gan and the audience couldn't help but laugh as they asked.
"I know him, but can he do it?”
Han Zhe continued.
"No problem."
"Lord Marquis not only drew a license plate for me, he even drew a driver's license for me.”
"He charged me 200 yuan."
Yu Gan laughed.
"You still want money!"
Han Zhe looked distressed.
"My heart hurts. It's even more expensive than my motorcycle.”
Yu Gan complained.
"That's right. Your car costs 80 cents per catty.”
The audience laughed again.
Yu Gan's complaints were still full marks, and he could always speak their minds.
"You're just jealous."
Han Zhe arrogantly made a comparison. Yu Qian rolled his eyes in disdain and continued.
"Driving my motorcycle, I'm on the streets.”
Han Zhe shouted with his eyes wide open as if he was driving a motorcycle.
"Everyone, be careful. Please close your eyes when it's dark!”
Haha...
The audience burst into laughter again, and Yu Qian also laughed. It took a full ten seconds for Yu Qian to find a chance to reply.
"Alright, the killer is out."
The audience was attracted and laughed happily again.
Han Zhe continued.
"I'll drive my motorbike. It'll be the same on the streets.”
"At this moment, a small car passed by me.”
"With a whoosh, he surpassed me.”
Han Zhe immediately said with an unconvinced look.
"How dare you overtake me? No, I have to stop him!”
Yu Gan exclaimed.
"You're risking your life!"
Han Zhe continued to imitate the way he drove a motorcycle.
"I was riding a motorcycle, and when I accelerated, the front of the motorcycle was at the same level as his.”
"I screamed. Don't go in front of his car.”
Haha...
The audience burst into laughter again.
"F * ck, that shout scared me. It's so fun to learn!"
"Haha, what a suicidal leader. What Han Zhe said is so funny."
"I'm infatuated, I'm infatuated. I'll be Han Zhe's diehard fan from now on!”
The audience burst into laughter, and Yu Gan also complained.
"If the car doesn't make a sound, then make a sound!"
Once, the audience smiled in agreement and quieted down.
"I don't care. I can't lose anyway."
Han Zhe said proudly.
"But I ran into a traffic policeman who insisted on stopping me.”
Yu Gan complained.
"Nonsense, are you driving someone else's car?”
Han Zhe said.
" We're honest people. The traffic police told me to stop, so I had to listen. I pressed the brakes, squeak…"
Han Zhe imitated the sound of brakes.
"Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped.”
Han Zhe said calmly, and the audience burst into laughter.
Yu Gan laughed.
"You've been here for too long."
Han Zhe couldn't help but laugh.
"If you stop him, then quickly ask him what he wants.”
"Then give me a salute."
Han Zhe saluted.
"Hello, two things."
"First, you crushed my foot."
Han Zhe said this seriously. It was too funny.
"Hey, watch out!"
Yu Gan complained.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Han Zhe apologized and asked again.
"What about the second thing?"
Han Zhe changed his role as a traffic policeman and said with a smile.
" I didn't stop you. The traffic police at the previous intersection..."
PS: To clarify, the author is not a crosstalk actor. He is just a veteran who has listened to Old Guo's crosstalk for more than ten years. Also, the evaluation votes were very important to new authors. Also, if you like this book, leave more comments. Even if it's 666, I can feel your presence. I'm not browsing single-player games. I'm so sleepy. I'll take a nap and continue writing. There'll be more at night!
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