"Don't be nervous, man.”
Ma Zhiming wanted to comfort him, but Meng He Tang and Shaobing, who were on the stage, looked even more nervous.
"It's okay. It's not just us. There are many viewers watching the live broadcast.”
Old Guo glared at him.
Meng Hetang and Shaobing finally understood that this was a warning.
There were so many seniors of the crosstalk world here. If he were to say that it was ruined, Master would definitely turn hostile.
Meng Hetang let out a long sigh of relief.
"The audience is all masters."”
"It's indeed a little unique.”
"I'm a little nervous."
"I can see that your body is shaking."”
Meng Hetang: " No matter what, I have to introduce myself first."”
Shaobing: " Hey, this person is famous. The tree has roots."”
"My name is Meng Hetang, a primary school student from the Deyun Club.”
"You're being modest."
"Very good, there's no applause."”
"You still dare to ask for applause in this situation?!"”
Meng Hetang: " It's not a matter of whether I dare or not. I still have to take it…Sigh, all the advisors are giving me face.”
"I broke out in a cold sweat."”
Meng Hetang said,"Now that you've introduced me, it's time to introduce the person beside you."”
"I don't dare."
Meng Hetang pointed at the sesame seed cake and was stunned for a moment. Then, she turned to look at him in surprise.
"What's your name again?"
"So, you don't even know me!" Sesame Seed Cake said in surprise.”
Meng He Tang: " I know you, but I'm confused. I don't remember your name."”
"I'd better introduce myself. My name is Shaobing."”
"Oh, burning Teacher."
Shaobing: " It's reasonable to burn Teacher. My surname is Zhu.”
"Oh, you're a pig?"
Shaobing: " You're the pig. My surname is Zhu Yunfeng. Zhu Yunfeng."”
Meng He Tang pretended to be enlightened.
"Oh, I know, I know. I know you. Oh right, is this Gong Changzhu or Li Zao Zhu?”
Shaobing glared at him." That's right. The bow is long and the Zhang is long. The Li Zao also reads the Zhang."”
"And you are?"
"I'm Gong Zhangzhang."
"Oh, Mr. Zhang Yunfeng."”
"Hahahahaha ~"
The old gentlemen below the stage laughed in support.
Old Guo nodded slightly. This opening was to his liking.
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"It's been a long time since I've heard Little Meng perform crosstalk.”
"The opening was not bad. At least the old mister smiled.”
"The De Yun Society is so good that they can even invite these old gentlemen.”
"You scared me too."
"Director Yan has struck it rich this time.”
"Two funny guys spouting lotus flowers, hahaha ~"
"Speaking of which, Little Meng's professionalism is not bad, but he's too nervous.”
"He's so nervous that his mouth is drooling.”
"Why did Liontiger ask Yue to draw a line on the small blackboard?”
“·········”
"Hahahaha ~ Not bad.”
"I haven't listened to crosstalk for so long. The ban can be considered lifted today.”
"Are you done?"
"Little Meng, you look so relieved."
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"Alright, go and rest. Let the people behind come.”
Old Guo waved his hand.
"Seniors, do you think it's okay?”
Before Meng Hetang and the sesame seed cake left, Old Guo asked the few old gentlemen respectfully.
"It's not bad. I still lack some basic skills.”
The one who spoke was Chang Baohua.
Hearing this, Meng He Tang and Shaobing both staggered.
"It's commendable. It's not too bad, but it's not too good either.”
Ma Zhiming nodded and said to Old Guo.
"However, this is your problem.”
"Mr. Ma, I understand."
Old Guo smiled. Meng He Tang and Shaobing turned around to take a look, and their backs immediately became wet.
They knew that this was a disgrace to their master.
The two of them returned to the courtyard in the waiting area.
"What's wrong with you guys? Your faces are pale!”
Zhao Yunsheng noticed them first.
"What happened? Why wasn't there any applause just now?"
Ruan Yunping asked.
They had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, but they did not hear any applause.
They thought that the performance had not started yet.
"Heh, it's over. There's no way to act at all.”
Sesame Seed Cake said dejectedly.
Meng Hetang said bitterly.
"Without an audience, where would the applause come from?”
" What? There's no audience!"
Everyone was shocked. How could they perform without an audience? Was it for the air to see?
"If that's the case, it's fine."
Shaobing sighed helplessly. He had wanted to play a prank.
However, when he came out just now, Old Guo's glance directly dispelled his thoughts.
"There are still five old gentlemen and Master sitting below. There is a blackboard next to Master.”
"Five old gentlemen!"
The shock from before had not disappeared. Now, this could be considered a bolt from the blue!
"Mr. Ma Zhiming, Mr. Tian Lihe, Mr. Yang Shaohua, Mr. Chang Baofeng, and Mr. Chang Baohua are sitting below the stage.”
Meng He Tang said weakly.
"When we came out, Master even asked them to evaluate us. The old mister said that our basic skills were not solid, not too bad, but not too good either.”
Shaobing was already sprawled on the chair. He wanted to cry but had no tears.
Such a comment was definitely not an exaggeration. It should be a kind of criticism.
No wonder Meng He Tang and the sesame seed cake were like this.
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