Backstage, Guo Degang and Yu Qian nodded as they watched.
"Brother Qian, this kid is good at using his appearance.”
Appearances meant that one had rich expressions and could drive the character.
"De Gang, in the sect now, you are number one in terms of appearance. What do you think?”
"He's talented and stronger than me. To be able to bring the audience into the character as soon as it appeared, it was impossible without eight to ten years of experience.”
Thinking of this, Guo Degang thought of his two disciples who had betrayed him. Yue Yunpeng was the only one in De Yun Society who could use physiognomy, and he could only use cheap physiognomy.
On the other side of the stage, Gao Feng was already unhappy."It's so lively after talking for so long. What do you do?”
After Li Mubai heard this, he put down his hand and said proudly,""You don't even know me. Don't you read the newspapers every day? He quickly went home to buy a few pounds of newspapers.”
"Don't! I don't read newspapers by weight. What exactly do you do? Which one?"
"I'm a scholar, do you know that? Do you know what a slut is?"
"I can smell it." Boss Gao immediately rummaged through the bag.
————————
Although Gao Feng often teased the main character, his foundation as a main character was even deeper than his teasing skills. It was just that after he had fixed his partner, he had never had the chance to be a main character.
After working with Li Mubai today, Gao Feng felt that size were just right. He didn't even need to rehearse much, and he was able to follow the lines one by one.
The audience below had already started clapping. They had long forgotten that Li Mubai was a newcomer.
Excellent crosstalk actors were like this. They could bring you into the story from the beginning and not always make you pay attention to their original identity.
————————
Li Mubai moved his facial features and glared, looking a little angry.
"Do you know the great writer?"
"Are you a great writer?"
"That's right, I'm the great writer. Sniff me, then go out and howl!”
"I'll howl twice! I'm a dog!"
"Aiya, you're so lonely.”
"That's called being ignorant."
"I mean, you should be skinned.”
"I didn't do anything wrong."
————————
The two of them began to talk. Guo Degang and Yu Qian nodded repeatedly. This transition from the cushion to the real life was smooth and smooth. There was no deliberate plot at all.
Now Guo Degang had already believed in Li Mubai's ability. This calmness had been practiced in the small theater for at least ten years.
Gao Feng was already arguing with Li Mubai.
————————
"What works do you have? Tell me about it.”
"Look at you, you're looking for death. I'll scare you to death if I say one.”
"I'm not that timid!"
"Let me tell you something. After we lost in the top ten last time, I wrote a poem for our national men's soccer team.”
"Yo, you even wrote poems for them?”
"Yeah, a satirical poem."
As soon as he finished speaking, laughter erupted from below. Quite a few people directly cheered. Their voices were too loud and disrupted the rhythm on the stage.
Li Mubai looked unhappy and pointed at the audience member who was cheering.
"Don't interrupt! I can't remember anything when I'm interrupted."
"Did you write that?" Gao Feng continued to flip through the bag.
The small theater was close to the audience, so interaction was a must. However, an actor could not always provoke the audience. That way, the work would become fragmented.
Many crosstalk actors in small theatres interacted endlessly, which was actually harmful to the entire work. She always liked to interact and catch the moment. When she went to the theater, she was not used to it.
At this moment, all the audience members were looking at Li Mubai on stage, waiting for him to continue. Everyone's mouths were agape, and their faces were filled with silly joy.
Yu Qian, who was backstage, gave him a thumbs up. When we were twenty years old, we were far inferior to him.”
Guo Degang also nodded.”
————————
Gao Feng continued to ask,"Then can you recite your poem here?"”
"That's easy. Just open your mouth and do it. A graceful lady, a gentleman's good match..."
Just as he said those words, Gao Feng stopped him.
"Mr. Li, stop talking. Did you write this?”
"Yes, I wrote this for the men's soccer team.”
"What does this have to do with the men's soccer team?”
"It means that a gentleman must like to play football.”
"Then what about the fair lady?"
"It means that they're too weak and always lose to women.”
The moment this big joke was revealed, the audience immediately burst into laughter. Everyone started clapping and cheering.
At this time, Gao Feng and Li Mubai had already entered the rhythm of a mother-son joke. They spoke one after another, and everyone had the same weight.
"I say, Mr. Li, your work is a joke. Do you have any other works?”
"Yes, two days ago, I went to Beihai Park to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Facing the endless blue waves, I did it at that time..."
"A poem?"
"A butt full of mud."
"You fell into a pit."
"It's okay to have a butt full of mud. That was an accident. She stood up and wrote a couplet. Was it considered a work of art?”
"This couplet isn't bad either.”
"Since you want to hear it, then I'll give you a little knife today to open your eyes.”
Gao Feng frowned.”
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。