"Grandpa, the current library in Yanjing…Let's not talk about making money, there are only two that are barely supporting it. Xuannan Library, Kang Lingxuan, do you admit it?”
"Yes." Guo Degang nodded
. Even though Kang Lingxuan had been in and out for quite a while, the library was a familiar business. No matter how good or bad it was, the regular customers loved to hear it. The situation at Xuan Nan was similar. If it wasn't for Mr. Lian Liru (female, honorific title) supporting them, the regular customers would also find it difficult to gather. However, the old lady is old after all, and she's a girl. She doesn't have that much energy. I've heard of it a few times
..." That's not what I meant."
"Then you mean…?”
"Sir, you are Mr. Jin's disciple. The old man's life was a legend, storytelling was a legend, and love was even more so. You said it yourself…With Mr. Jin here, Deyun Library…Let's call it that for now. There was an old man in charge of De Yun Library. With his status, regardless of whether it was in Yanjing or Tianjin, as long as he liked his old customers, he would definitely come. But you said it yourself, the library is a business for regular customers. We can't fool regular customers. Why is storytelling attractive? A piece of wood, a fan, and a cup of tea was a big show. Mr. Jin was very capable, but how many rounds could he say? One to two matches a day was the most. What about other times? Someone had to take over. Grandpa Xu's "The Legend of Ji Gong" is good. Although I don't know who the few colleagues you mentioned are, they are probably capable. However, if the library wants to continue operating for a long time, how long can we talk about "The Legend of Ji Gong"? Short stories couldn't attract customers. Therefore, I feel that the First Library can't just have a few old gentlemen. The others have to be able to withstand it. Second, the content could not be fixed, but had to be rich and diverse. To put it bluntly, he couldn't stay loyal to the Three Heroes and Five Heroes forever. What do you think? Guo
Degang was stunned for a moment before he suddenly asked in puzzlement,
"Is there any difference between this and what I said?”
"Yes, there is a big difference. Because Sir System was talking about the current situation. To put it bluntly, you're looking at one year, two years, three years. But I can see that you really want to revive folk arts, and I'm not talking to you about one, two, or three years. I said five years, ten years."
"...
" Guo Degang was speechless.
He thought about it carefully…It really did make sense.
According to what Wu Shaobai said…let's give an example. The only book that Xu Deliang could present was the Biography of Ji Gong. Although his master knew a lot, who could guarantee that the old man, who was in his seventies, would still be able to stand on the stage ten years later?
It would definitely not be a problem for the Deyun Library to call for one or two years, but the further it goes…
"This…child, you're thinking a little too far ahead. To be honest, I haven't thought so much yet.”
"It's okay if you haven't thought about it. I'll help you think about it. Sir, let me give you a suggestion."
"Please speak."
"The current disciples of the Yun generation actually have many shortcomings. For example, Little Braid has a good voice and has sung with you since he was young, but crosstalk is not very interesting. For example, Yue Yunpeng's basic skills are very solid, but if it wasn't for me, he would still be sweeping the floor. Kong Yunlong still hasn't found his position, and Xiao Luan is too rigid…You know all this, right?”
"Yes, you're right."
"But if I get serious, Sir System, you can arrange a stand-up crosstalk session now. How many disciples of the Yun generation could hold the scene? I'm referring to the premise that we don't have to talk about our basic skills.”
"Uh..."
Guo Degang was instantly stunned.
Wu Shaobai also heard the noise at the door and knew that someone must have returned, so he lowered his voice and quickly said,
"So…my master and you may not have realized this." You're a little biased ~ It's hard to say if it's just one subject. It's difficult. Just like storytelling, one had to have a foundation. That's why the senior brothers in the Yun Zi Department are not willing to learn ~ But not learning doesn't mean that you won't teach. Otherwise, if he didn't have any real skills…he would feel guilty when he walked around the world in the future. So I think you have to pay attention to the one-person thing. The same principle applies to the library. Mr. Jin is senior, and he doesn't have the energy to teach a few students. But can't you teach me? Now that the interviews for the Crane Department are over, you will have more and more disciples in the future. If you only focus on the line of stand-up crosstalk…Sir, you have food, but can you feed so many mouths? Right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked in with a pigtail.
When he saw Guo Degang, he first respectfully called him "Master." Then, he shouted at Wu Shaobai,
"Shaobai, I was looking for you." Let's work hard these two days? I think Xiao Luan and Xiao Yue are extremely beautiful these two days. You can't be biased! "
Come on, my master just bought you a bed today. You can stay at home with me tonight!" First, change your habit of shouting at the top of your lungs. I'll talk to you again. Otherwise, I'll be so bored!”
"Hey, you Wu Shaobai..."
Shaobing came over and wanted to tease Wu Shaobai, but Wu Shaobai also stopped. Guo Degang, who was in deep thought, said,
"Grandpa, then I'm busy?"”
"Ah…Oh, yeah, go ahead. "I'm thinking about it."
Guo Degang waved his hand.
Looking at Wu Shaobai playing with his two disciples, his eyes were filled with deep thought.
The Deyun Library in ten years…
the Deyun Society in ten years?
Wu
Shaobai, who finally found a suitable opportunity to make Guo Degang realize something, was in a good mood. He stood backstage with Little Yueyue. After the host finished reporting, the two of them habitually walked to the stage.
From backstage to the microphone.
Less than fifteen steps away.
The cheers of the audience filled the sky. There were cheers, applause, whistles, cheers... there was everything.
Yue Yunpeng stood outside the table and spoke into the microphone in a more familiar and relaxed manner.
"There are a lot of people here. I'm very
..."
Wu Shaobai stood at the table and looked at the crowd in front of him. He also smiled from the bottom of his heart.
He silently said to himself,
I'm also very gratified.
This was the career he liked.
He wished it well.
It would continue to be good!
It was just like the famous saying of the Fourth Master Chang in the Teahouse written by Mr. Old Something,
"I love the Qing Dynasty, but I'm afraid it's over!"”
Wu Shaobai didn't know if there were a million soldiers.
However, he knew that at least at this moment, facing these audiences, he hoped more than anyone else that this art could firmly take root among the people.
They were in perfect harmony.
Refined and vulgar alike! "Grandpa, the current library in Yanjing…Let's not talk about making money, there are only two that are barely supporting it. Xuannan Library, Kang Lingxuan, do you admit it?”
"Yes." Guo Degang nodded
. Even though Kang Lingxuan had been in and out for quite a while, the library was a familiar business. No matter how good or bad it was, the regular customers loved to hear it. The situation at Xuan Nan was similar. If it wasn't for Mr. Lian Liru (female, honorific title) supporting them, the regular customers would also find it difficult to gather. However, the old lady is old after all, and she's a girl. She doesn't have that much energy. I've heard of it a few times
..." That's not what I meant."
"Then you mean…?”
"Sir, you are Mr. Jin's disciple. The old man's life was a legend, storytelling was a legend, and love was even more so. You said it yourself…With Mr. Jin here, Deyun Library…Let's call it that for now. There was an old man in charge of De Yun Library. With his status, regardless of whether it was in Yanjing or Tianjin, as long as he liked his old customers, he would definitely come. But you said it yourself, the library is a business for regular customers. We can't fool regular customers. Why is storytelling attractive? A piece of wood, a fan, and a cup of tea was a big show. Mr. Jin was very capable, but how many rounds could he say? One to two matches a day was the most. What about other times? Someone had to take over. Grandpa Xu's "The Legend of Ji Gong" is good. Although I don't know who the few colleagues you mentioned are, they are probably capable. However, if the library wants to continue operating for a long time, how long can we talk about "The Legend of Ji Gong"? Short stories couldn't attract customers. Therefore, I feel that the First Library can't just have a few old gentlemen. The others have to be able to withstand it. Second, the content could not be fixed, but had to be rich and diverse. To put it bluntly, he couldn't stay loyal to the Three Heroes and Five Heroes forever. What do you think? Guo
Degang was stunned for a moment before he suddenly asked in puzzlement,
"Is there any difference between this and what I said?”
"Yes, there is a big difference. Because Sir System was talking about the current situation. To put it bluntly, you're looking at one year, two years, three years. But I can see that you really want to revive folk arts, and I'm not talking to you about one, two, or three years. I said five years, ten years."
"...
" Guo Degang was speechless.
He thought about it carefully…It really did make sense.
According to what Wu Shaobai said…let's give an example. The only book that Xu Deliang could present was the Biography of Ji Gong. Although his master knew a lot, who could guarantee that the old man, who was in his seventies, would still be able to stand on the stage ten years later?
It would definitely not be a problem for the Deyun Library to call for one or two years, but the further it goes…
"This…child, you're thinking a little too far ahead. To be honest, I haven't thought so much yet.”
"It's okay if you haven't thought about it. I'll help you think about it. Sir, let me give you a suggestion."
"Please speak."
"The current disciples of the Yun generation actually have many shortcomings. For example, Little Braid has a good voice and has sung with you since he was young, but crosstalk is not very interesting. For example, Yue Yunpeng's basic skills are very solid, but if it wasn't for me, he would still be sweeping the floor. Kong Yunlong still hasn't found his position, and Xiao Luan is too rigid…You know all this, right?”
"Yes, you're right."
"But if I get serious, Sir System, you can arrange a stand-up crosstalk session now. How many disciples of the Yun generation could hold the scene? I'm referring to the premise that we don't have to talk about our basic skills.”
"Uh..."
Guo Degang was instantly stunned.
Wu Shaobai also heard the noise at the door and knew that someone must have returned, so he lowered his voice and quickly said,
"So…my master and you may not have realized this." You're a little biased ~ It's hard to say if it's just one subject. It's difficult. Just like storytelling, one had to have a foundation. That's why the senior brothers in the Yun Zi Department are not willing to learn ~ But not learning doesn't mean that you won't teach. Otherwise, if he didn't have any real skills…he would feel guilty when he walked around the world in the future. So I think you have to pay attention to the one-person thing. The same principle applies to the library. Mr. Jin is senior, and he doesn't have the energy to teach a few students. But can't you teach me? Now that the interviews for the Crane Department are over, you will have more and more disciples in the future. If you only focus on the line of stand-up crosstalk…Sir, you have food, but can you feed so many mouths? Right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked in with a pigtail.
When he saw Guo Degang, he first respectfully called him "Master." Then, he shouted at Wu Shaobai,
"Shaobai, I was looking for you." Let's work hard these two days? I think Xiao Luan and Xiao Yue are extremely beautiful these two days. You can't be biased! "
Come on, my master just bought you a bed today. You can stay at home with me tonight!" First, change your habit of shouting at the top of your lungs. I'll talk to you again. Otherwise, I'll be so bored!”
"Hey, you Wu Shaobai..."
Shaobing came over and wanted to tease Wu Shaobai, but Wu Shaobai also stopped. Guo Degang, who was in deep thought, said,
"Grandpa, then I'm busy?"”
"Ah…Oh, yeah, go ahead. "I'm thinking about it."
Guo Degang waved his hand.
Looking at Wu Shaobai playing with his two disciples, his eyes were filled with deep thought.
The Deyun Library in ten years…
the Deyun Society in ten years?
Wu
Shaobai, who finally found a suitable opportunity to make Guo Degang realize something, was in a good mood. He stood backstage with Little Yueyue. After the host finished reporting, the two of them habitually walked to the stage.
From backstage to the microphone.
Less than fifteen steps away.
The cheers of the audience filled the sky. There were cheers, applause, whistles, cheers... there was everything.
Yue Yunpeng stood outside the table and spoke into the microphone in a more familiar and relaxed manner.
"There are a lot of people here. I'm very
..."
Wu Shaobai stood at the table and looked at the crowd in front of him. He also smiled from the bottom of his heart.
He silently said to himself,
I'm also very gratified.
This was the career he liked.
He wished it well.
It would continue to be good!
It was just like the famous saying of the Fourth Master Chang in the Teahouse written by Mr. Old Something,
"I love the Qing Dynasty, but I'm afraid it's over!"”
Wu Shaobai didn't know if there were a million soldiers.
However, he knew that at least at this moment, facing these audiences, he hoped more than anyone else that this art could firmly take root among the people.
They were in perfect harmony.
Refined and vulgar alike! "Grandpa, the current library in Yanjing…Let's not talk about making money, there are only two that are barely supporting it. Xuannan Library, Kang Lingxuan, do you admit it?”
"Yes." Guo Degang nodded
. Even though Kang Lingxuan had been in and out for quite a while, the library was a familiar business. No matter how good or bad it was, the regular customers loved to hear it. The situation at Xuan Nan was similar. If it wasn't for Mr. Lian Liru (female, honorific title) supporting them, the regular customers would also find it difficult to gather. However, the old lady is old after all, and she's a girl. She doesn't have that much energy. I've heard of it a few times
..." That's not what I meant."
"Then you mean…?”
"Sir, you are Mr. Jin's disciple. The old man's life was a legend, storytelling was a legend, and love was even more so. You said it yourself…With Mr. Jin here, Deyun Library…Let's call it that for now. There was an old man in charge of De Yun Library. With his status, regardless of whether it was in Yanjing or Tianjin, as long as he liked his old customers, he would definitely come. But you said it yourself, the library is a business for regular customers. We can't fool regular customers. Why is storytelling attractive? A piece of wood, a fan, and a cup of tea was a big show. Mr. Jin was very capable, but how many rounds could he say? One to two matches a day was the most. What about other times? Someone had to take over. Grandpa Xu's "The Legend of Ji Gong" is good. Although I don't know who the few colleagues you mentioned are, they are probably capable. However, if the library wants to continue operating for a long time, how long can we talk about "The Legend of Ji Gong"? Short stories couldn't attract customers. Therefore, I feel that the First Library can't just have a few old gentlemen. The others have to be able to withstand it. Second, the content could not be fixed, but had to be rich and diverse. To put it bluntly, he couldn't stay loyal to the Three Heroes and Five Heroes forever. What do you think? Guo
Degang was stunned for a moment before he suddenly asked in puzzlement,
"Is there any difference between this and what I said?”
"Yes, there is a big difference. Because Sir System was talking about the current situation. To put it bluntly, you're looking at one year, two years, three years. But I can see that you really want to revive folk arts, and I'm not talking to you about one, two, or three years. I said five years, ten years."
"...
" Guo Degang was speechless.
He thought about it carefully…It really did make sense.
According to what Wu Shaobai said…let's give an example. The only book that Xu Deliang could present was the Biography of Ji Gong. Although his master knew a lot, who could guarantee that the old man, who was in his seventies, would still be able to stand on the stage ten years later?
It would definitely not be a problem for the Deyun Library to call for one or two years, but the further it goes…
"This…child, you're thinking a little too far ahead. To be honest, I haven't thought so much yet.”
"It's okay if you haven't thought about it. I'll help you think about it. Sir, let me give you a suggestion."
"Please speak."
"The current disciples of the Yun generation actually have many shortcomings. For example, Little Braid has a good voice and has sung with you since he was young, but crosstalk is not very interesting. For example, Yue Yunpeng's basic skills are very solid, but if it wasn't for me, he would still be sweeping the floor. Kong Yunlong still hasn't found his position, and Xiao Luan is too rigid…You know all this, right?”
"Yes, you're right."
"But if I get serious, Sir System, you can arrange a stand-up crosstalk session now. How many disciples of the Yun generation could hold the scene? I'm referring to the premise that we don't have to talk about our basic skills.”
"Uh..."
Guo Degang was instantly stunned.
Wu Shaobai also heard the noise at the door and knew that someone must have returned, so he lowered his voice and quickly said,
"So…my master and you may not have realized this." You're a little biased ~ It's hard to say if it's just one subject. It's difficult. Just like storytelling, one had to have a foundation. That's why the senior brothers in the Yun Zi Department are not willing to learn ~ But not learning doesn't mean that you won't teach. Otherwise, if he didn't have any real skills…he would feel guilty when he walked around the world in the future. So I think you have to pay attention to the one-person thing. The same principle applies to the library. Mr. Jin is senior, and he doesn't have the energy to teach a few students. But can't you teach me? Now that the interviews for the Crane Department are over, you will have more and more disciples in the future. If you only focus on the line of stand-up crosstalk…Sir, you have food, but can you feed so many mouths? Right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked in with a pigtail.
When he saw Guo Degang, he first respectfully called him "Master." Then, he shouted at Wu Shaobai,
"Shaobai, I was looking for you." Let's work hard these two days? I think Xiao Luan and Xiao Yue are extremely beautiful these two days. You can't be biased! "
Come on, my master just bought you a bed today. You can stay at home with me tonight!" First, change your habit of shouting at the top of your lungs. I'll talk to you again. Otherwise, I'll be so bored!”
"Hey, you Wu Shaobai..."
Shaobing came over and wanted to tease Wu Shaobai, but Wu Shaobai also stopped. Guo Degang, who was in deep thought, said,
"Grandpa, then I'm busy?"”
"Ah…Oh, yeah, go ahead. "I'm thinking about it."
Guo Degang waved his hand.
Looking at Wu Shaobai playing with his two disciples, his eyes were filled with deep thought.
The Deyun Library in ten years…
the Deyun Society in ten years?
Wu
Shaobai, who finally found a suitable opportunity to make Guo Degang realize something, was in a good mood. He stood backstage with Little Yueyue. After the host finished reporting, the two of them habitually walked to the stage.
From backstage to the microphone.
Less than fifteen steps away.
The cheers of the audience filled the sky. There were cheers, applause, whistles, cheers... there was everything.
Yue Yunpeng stood outside the table and spoke into the microphone in a more familiar and relaxed manner.
"There are a lot of people here. I'm very
..."
Wu Shaobai stood at the table and looked at the crowd in front of him. He also smiled from the bottom of his heart.
He silently said to himself,
I'm also very gratified.
This was the career he liked.
He wished it well.
It would continue to be good!
It was just like the famous saying of the Fourth Master Chang in the Teahouse written by Mr. Old Something,
"I love the Qing Dynasty, but I'm afraid it's over!"”
Wu Shaobai didn't know if there were a million soldiers.
However, he knew that at least at this moment, facing these audiences, he hoped more than anyone else that this art could firmly take root among the people.
They were in perfect harmony.
Refined and vulgar alike!
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