"Zhang Ran, I'm involved in this too?" Teacher Yu was dumbfounded.”
"I didn't say it, they said it!" Zhang Ran pointed behind him.
Yu Qian looked around, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and looked like he was about to fight."Who said that?"
Zhang Ran laughed heartily. His skill of shifting the blame was not bad.
The audience began to show their might.
"Teacher Yu! Meow like a cat!"
"Learn to meow like a cat, Teacher Yu!"
"If you don't sing and meow like a cat, then refund the ticket!"
Yu Qian was stunned. He had no choice but to sing!
Suddenly, Teacher Yu burst out in a rock-and-roll manner."Let's meow together! Meow, meow!"
This rock-and-roll meow immediately made everyone in the small theater laugh crazily.
The entire stage was thrown into chaos. Everyone was holding their stomachs and laughing. Seeing Teacher Yu's sudden outburst, everyone knew that this was the true crosstalk queen!
Too fierce, this crosstalk queen!
Even Guo Defu was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Everyone on the stage was secretly giving Zhang Ran a thumbs up.
Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel good for a while.
This rhythm was for him!
This was a grand occasion that could only be seen on a certain year's box sealing ceremony!
Finally, he could see Teacher Yu singing and meowing in person!
Ah!
Satisfied!
What wife and son?
What Huang Banxian!
What demolishing the west chamber!
This feeling of being the mastermind behind the scenes was what felt good!
Zhang Ran was overjoyed, but after this chaos, he returned to the crowd.
He was still waiting for Teacher Yu to take revenge.
The place heated up for a while before it stopped.
The program continued. It was already past midnight.
Guo Defu quickly told the truth.
Only then did it end!
It was a very fulfilling night.
Anyway, Zhang Ran was the most tired, alright…
From the very beginning, he had entrusted his wife and children, to Huang Banxian, and finally, he had to sing the song of demolishing the west chamber.
Zhang Ran was so tired that he cried.
What a night.
After that, Zhang Ran followed a group of young people to eat.
It was mainly because of the previous lesson. If he did not eat with the De Yun Xuan people, he would be starving the next day.
Guo Qilin, Guo Defu, and Yu Qian went straight home to catch up on sleep.
This mutton hotpot was very satisfying.
The only thing Zhang Ran regretted was…
Gao Feng didn't really bring him to the bathhouse!
Bah!
Am I that kind of person?
When she woke up the next day, it was already four in the afternoon. Zhang Ran was already in the hotel.
"F * ck!"
Zhang Ran quickly touched his body to see if there were any parts missing.
Fortunately, he was fine.
"This f * cking animal is forcing me to drink again.”
Zhang Ran quietly picked up his phone and saw that there were 999 notifications on Weibo…
"Mom?"
He opened Weibo and gained 500,000 followers in one day!
"1. You can't imagine Daddy's happiness!”
" 2. Zhang Ran asked his wife to give him his son."
" 3. Zhang Ran, Yellow Half-Fairy."
" 4. Zhang Ran demolishes the West Chamber."
" 5. Zhang Ran, Huang Banxian's Lost Monologue."
" 6. Teacher Yu Qian learns how to meow cats."
" 7. Crosstalk has a newcomer, the ninth episode, Zhang Ran."
" 8. Who is Zhang Ran's master?"
" 9. Dumbfounded Little Yueyue "
" 10. Single-mouthed King Liu Baorui "
" 11. The trending searches are dominated by crosstalk."
Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel a little confused…
This…
I feel like I'm looking at a fake ranking list!
Zhang Ran. Night's hard work was not in vain.
The views of all kinds of videos broke through 200,000!
This level was simply invincible.
This also meant that one did not have to rely on blowing up the scene. They could still rely on traditional and excellent jokes to get on the trending list!
How could there be so many super exciting things to drive!
Just do a good crosstalk!
In this wave, Zhang Ran's system popularity reached 600,000.
Zhang Ran took a comfortable hot bath and received a call.
"Oh my god, Martial Uncle, you're awake?”
It was Little Yueyue's voice again.
"What's the matter?"
"Martial Uncle, come to the theater. There's someone interviewing you in the small theater.”
"My master is chatting."
"Alright," Zhang Ran said with a smile.
He went out and hailed a taxi to the small theater at De Yun Xuan.
This hotpot meal…was really tiring.
However, every night backstage was physical work. Zhang Ran could only rely on eating mutton to improve his life.
He came to De Yun Xuan and entered through the back door. At this time, the performance was approaching, and he could not let the audience see him. Otherwise, he would not be able to pass.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the small theater, she heard someone interviewing Guo Defu inside. The disciples outside were all watching.
"What do you think of the recent crosstalk performances? Some people say that your De Yun Xuan will be a boost to the rise of crosstalk?”
The female reporter asked Guo Defu in a dignified and virtuous manner.
Guo Defu gritted his teeth." Tsk, crosstalk is like a vast ocean of Yang…De Yun Xuan is like a small broken boat floating in the ocean…What glory is there to speak of?"”
"You mean…crosstalk is over?"”
"I'm just a gravekeeper. I'm done for crosstalk…" Guo Defu sighed.
The disciples outside looked at each other, feeling sad.
Zhang Ran pushed the door open and entered. The moment he pushed the door open, everyone in the room looked at him.
"Crosstalk is already a grave? Heh, this is just the beginning!"
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