"Then, Duke Zhuang, you're out of the city for a stroll
…Where?"
"... North and South corner, oh ~~~"
"Hey, luckily this person still remembers..."
...
"See, he's riding a horse, I'm riding a donkey..."
"Wait a minute, Teacher Yue, Artist Yue." You're wrong, you're riding a pig
..." But I won't sing anymore!"
"Why?"
"Because this thing is a one-time use!”
"Go to hell ~~"
…
"Oh!!!"
"Good!"
"One more!!"
"Hahahahaha!!”
Under
the overwhelming cheers of the audience, Yue Yunpeng, who was smiling, and Wu Shaobai, who had a polite smile on his face, bowed down.
It left behind an extremely joyous opening.
Below the stage, Tong Liya rubbed the corners of her eyes and pressed on her good friend's
arm. Hahahahaha…
Interesting, right? "Hahahaha…
" Tong Liya, whose cheeks were hurting after more than twenty minutes of this match, nodded her head heavily.
For the first time, she realized…crosstalk was too much fun.
…
Backstage.
"Yue Yunpeng! Awesome!
"…Hehe."
Yue Yunpeng scratched his head in embarrassment as he looked at the pancake that gave him a thumbs up. Luan Yunping, who was standing at the side, also said to Yue Yunpeng,
"Little Yue, this bag is really good!"”
"Thank you, thank you, Brother Luan. "Actually, it's all because of Shao Bai…"
Hearing his words, Wu Shao Bai shook his head,
"No, no, we still have to learn more." However, Xiao Yue, you have to remember this feeling today. Don't be afraid of the audience after you go on stage. Treat them as friends and chat with them. You spoke a little too fast today. But it's okay, take it slow in the future
…" I'll remember it!"
At this moment, a voice interrupted,
"Get up if you're done. Don't block the backstage."”
The few of them were stunned. They turned around and saw He Yunwei, who wasn't tall, wearing a big coat and looking unwilling.
"It's just a crosstalk performance. Why is it like eating dumplings at home during the new year? Get up, get up! Go do what you should do."
Wu
Shaobai frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Li Jing, who was beside He Yunwei, say,
"Alright, Shaobai, Xiao Yue, go rest." "
...
" Wu Shaobai glanced at Li Jing who came out to smooth things over, and then looked at Yu Wei and Guo Degang who came in from the backstage. He didn't say anything and nodded.
"
Shao Bai, I'll treat you to a meal later." I have to thank you..."
Listening to Yue Yunpeng's words, Wu Shaobai smiled and waved his hand.
" Chinese medicine says that you don't eat." Otherwise, if you can't take in the qi, there will be a hidden danger of the spleen and stomach being dry…Do you understand?”
"I don't understand."
"It means that after five or six o'clock, don't eat. Otherwise, it will increase the burden on your stomach. If you're hungry, have a bowl of porridge to fill your stomach. Eating too much at night is not good for your digestive system.”
"No, I meant to treat you to a meal…
"
Patting Yue Yunpeng's shoulder, Wu Shaobai shook his head,
"We're all senior brothers. There's no need for this."”
"But..."
"There's no 'but' or 'no'. Xiao Yue, remember how you feel today. Follow this feeling. As long as you know it, you will know it." Do you understand?"
"Yes!"
…
Backstage entrance.
Wu Shaobai held two cups and waited for Guo Degang and Yu Xi to leave the stage before handing them tea and a towel.
"Master, Grandpa, you've worked hard.”
The two of them were already used to Wu Shaobai holding a cup and waiting for them every time they left the stage.
In the beginning, the two of them were quite awkward. They felt that it was too arrogant to use a person to hold a cup of water. But Wu Shaobai was the one who persisted. This was actually a rule in the old society.
Artists had a strong background since ancient times, but it was mainly to guard against some small tricks. In ancient times, there were many examples of people with evil intentions putting drugs that destroyed their throats into cups backstage because they were jealous of a certain famous actor. Therefore, the good actors would let their closest relatives hold their own cups, and no one else could touch them.
Therefore, Wu Shaobai insisted on taking the cup of water from Guo Degang and making it for himself. After saying these reasons, the two of them did not insist.
This was a child's filial piety, so he had to accept it.
"
Where's Xiao Yue?" Guo Degang asked as he wiped his sweat.
"He's backstage preparing for tomorrow's opening.”
Hearing this, Guo Degang patted Wu Shaobai's shoulder in relief, but he didn't say anything. Yu Xi said,
"Alright, go back and rest." It had been a tiring day. He could just read some books backstage. English vocabulary and whatnot... he shouldn't just stand there and do nothing.”
"Yes."
Wu Shaobai responded and followed behind the two.
When they walked out of the backstage door, Guo Degang suddenly stood still. He turned his head and whispered to Wu Shaobai,
"Shaobai, Xiao Wei is a petty child. If he says anything, don't fight with him."”
Wu Shaobai was stunned. He looked at Yu Xi and saw that the old man was only nodding his head. He nodded.
"I understand, sir." Don't worry…but…although it's a little inappropriate, I still want to tell you that you're spoiling him a little too much. Xiao Yue, Shaobing, Xiao Luan, and the others are your disciples, right?
I know how to deal with them, so don't worry.”
Looking at Wu Shaobai, Yu Xi patted his shoulder.
(More sincere!)
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