06.
Tianjin 8th auditorium theater.
This theater had originally belonged to the military. It was mainly used for cultural performances and could accommodate 800 to 1200 people. Later on, due to the need to generate income, coupled with the limited number of military performances a year, such a large auditorium could not be idle all the time. Therefore, it was gradually opened for civilian use. Some second-rate singers, celebrities, or some commercial companies who needed it rented it for commercial performances.
What was that?
You asked why only second-rate singers came?
Isn't this nonsense? A first-rate singer would have already gone to the Tianjin Grand Theater or some stadium to hold a concert. Who would have the need to make a living in a venue with about a thousand people?
At this moment, the auditorium was bustling with noise. Spectators kept coming in, holding tickets and looking around for their seats. As she walked through the crowded sidewalk, she shouted,"Excuse me,""Thank you,""Aiyo, sister, please take care of the child. I just came in from outside. The wind and snow are too heavy. Don't bring the snow water and the child to catch a cold."”
The unique Tianjin dialect had an unusually humorous feeling. Coupled with the noisy theater, although the environment was noisy, it was very lively and revealed a human touch everywhere.
The performance hadn't started yet, but judging from the stage layout, it shouldn't be a singer singing.
There was a huge fan pattern on the stage, full of the flavor of folk art.
In the middle of the fan, there were three words written:
"De Yun Club."
In the winter of 2005, these three words suddenly came like a spring breeze, mixing a very grassroots name with the wind and blowing it all over the country. At the same time, it also allowed a very unique but declining art to re-enter the public's field of vision.
Crosstalk.
Deyun Club-Guo Degang-a grassroots crosstalk.
These three unique labels jumped into everyone's attention the year the northeast skit king, Old Master Benshan, announced his withdrawal from the Spring Festival Gala.
Now, after Guo Degang, who was born in Tianjin, had established himself in Beijing, he finally returned to his hometown. He wanted to bring his grassroots style of crosstalk, which did not seek to educate the masses but to entertain the masses, to his hometown.
The performance had not started yet, but because of the attraction of the "grassroots" label, the theater was already full of guests, waiting for the opening.
The opening time was 7 pm, and it was now 6:34 pm in Beijing.
…
Backstage.
Guo Degang's manager, Wang Hai, walked into the waiting room with a face full of bad luck.
There were only four people in the waiting room, including Wang Hai.
Deyun Society's class leader, Guo Degang, Yu Xi, who had thick hair and a cigarette in his mouth, and a young man with a calm gaze.
When Wang Hai came in and saw his expression, Guo Degang's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly asked,
"How is it?" Did he agree?"
Hearing this, Wang Hai's expression was as if he had stepped on dog shit
. They said that the time you rented was from 7 to 10 o'clock. At 7 o'clock, we will pull the curtain. Whether you go up or not is your own business.”
"..."
Guo Degang's expression changed, and Yu Xi's face was also filled with anger.
However, Yu Xi was older than Guo Degang. After thinking for a while, he said,
"Degang."
"Brother Xi 'er, please speak."
"Why don't you make another call and ask? Ask them where they are. It had been more than three hours since they set off. They should be arriving soon.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the youth spoke.
"Master."
"
What's wrong?" Yu Xi turned his head.
"I just asked about the pancake. They had just passed the Xiaohe Bridge toll station. Because of the heavy snow, all the cars were on the provincial highway. There was a long queue at the Xiaohe Bridge. The driver said that they would arrive in half an hour at the earliest and one hour at the slowest.”
As he spoke, the young man revealed the ordinary-looking Casio electronic watch on his wrist
. There's definitely not enough time."
The
other three were speechless.
Wang Hai looked at the two of them and said tentatively,
"Why don't…Brother, you guys start?"”
"There's no problem with the opening."
Yu Wei shook his head and looked at Guo Degang, whose face was very ugly.
"It's just that…we're saving up. If it's at the opening…it doesn't matter if we put it somewhere else." This was Tianjin, the home of crosstalk. This layman could fool others, but could he fool the people here? Now, there might be many peers sitting down and waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves
...
"
At this moment, the young man wearing the Casio watch suddenly coughed.
"Master
…"
Yu Xi looked at his disciple, who had just been accepted for half a year, and his eyes were full of worry.
The young man, who was at most 16 or 17 years old, still had a calm expression on his face, like a stone Buddha who was unfazed by anything. He pulled out a white coat from the side and slowly took off his watch.
He put his watch on the table in the waiting room and looked at Wang Hai
.”
"Shao Bai, you…"
Wang Hai and Guo Degang looked over at the same time.
The young man smiled.
"The old master has returned home. In front of his hometown elders, he is his face, and us disciples and grand-disciples are his inner parts. If you treat someone to a cigarette to save face, you might have to kill someone. No matter what, you have to keep your face clean and not leave a single stain. Therefore, I'll do the opening job. If you can hold up the inner part, you can't lose face. Lizi is embarrassing..."
As he spoke, he looked at Guo Degang and Yu Wei.
" Master and Master, get it back for me in the second round."”
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his coat and draped it over his body.
He is valiant and valiant, And the young man on the stranger's side is like jade.
The young man looked at Wang Hai and said,
"Uncle Hai, prepare to announce the scene." The opening was "On the Language," Performer: Wu Shao Bai."
"... Single mouth!?"
"Single mouth."
The youth…no, Wu Shaobai said.
(This is a new book by an old author. Although I know that everyone who says that I can guarantee the quality of the book will treat it as a fart, I still want to say that I wrote it with my heart. If everyone thinks that it's okay, please don't be stingy with the flower evaluation tickets and comments in your hands. Thank you.)）
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]