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It's a style.
This was a very abstract concept.
No matter what they did, be it storytelling, singing, dancing, or even talking.
Some people would feel awkward when they looked at it.
Even though his professional skills were quite good.
But why did he not like it?
On the contrary.
Some people only needed to be placed on top.
You didn't even need to speak or open your mouth to know what this person was doing.
Just like Boss Mei.
Even if one had never seen Boss Mei perform, one would not even know who Boss Mei was.
However…
As long as he stood on the stage!
Regardless of whether they managed to do it or not, one look and one could tell that this was a big actor.
This was the style!
This was a mysterious aura that was related to self-confidence, professional ability, demeanor, appearance, and even accent.
A very simple example.
He was also a streamer who couldn't tell a story.
If Teacher Piao were to change into a large coat and hold an eye-catching object in her hand, the sense of incongruity would be very serious. One could tell at a glance that this was someone who didn't know how to tell a story.
However, if he changed into Ah Yin, wore a large coat, and held an eye-catching object in his hand.
There was that smell.
As for Wu You, as a ten-year-old veteran, he could tell how it was written just by listening.
Although he was not professional.
But he was good-looking!
Zhou Zheng had a dignified appearance, a well-proportioned waist, a fitting coat, and a confident aura.
Waking Wood Throwing!
The audience cheered!
It really had that flavor!
For a moment, the bullet screen was filled with cheers!
"Good job!"
[Don't say it, Brother Youzi's two lines really do have that sort of flavor.]
'Awesome, Brother Yuko!'
"You really have some skills. It's actually not a last-minute job."
'What a joke! When has Brother Youzi ever fought a battle unprepared?'
'It feels so good…'
Wu You casually stroked the tablecloth and said,"
"Let's start with a poem."
"Actually, there's no need for our Cloud Teahouse to have a fixed venue or an uncertain venue because you guys are just watching the live broadcast over there.”
The audience smiled knowingly.
It seemed that today's book would not be particularly tense.
The first two or three sentences made the audience laugh in relief. This meant that the book that Wu You had prepared this time would most likely be a fun story.
The audience heaved a sigh of relief.
They had really been traumatized by Wu You.
She was afraid that Wu You would play tricks on her again today and come up with a scary book that would scare her so much that she did not dare to go to the toilet at night.
Upon hearing Wu You's words, everyone was relieved.
They all took out their peanuts and melon seeds, sipped their tea in front of the computer, and ate a handful of melon seeds.
It was so leisurely and comfortable!
"Our book today is called 'The Ugly Matriarch!”
"The story is not too far away from now. I think the older generation in the family should know about it."
Wu You said,
"It might be difficult for a father, but if you ask your grandparents, they should still remember.”
Hearing this, the audience was curious.
The name of this book was called " The Ugly Queen ".
The word 'empress' was a little far away from now.
Why was it not far from now?
Wu You continued,"
" The story happened during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period…"
Boom!
The audience burst into laughter.
Wu You's opening punch was very beautiful!
Whether it was the heat, strength, size, or time…
His control was very good!
The effect was also very good!
The audience laughed and sent out bullet comments.
"Are you serious?"
'You really think highly of my grandfather.'
'If the older generation could live until now, I wouldn't be sitting here watching the live broadcast.'
"Hahahahahaha!"
'What a burden. Brother Youzi's book today is quite interesting…'
Wu You also waved his hand and smiled.
"Don't ask,"
"If you ask, it doesn't matter whether the elders at home can ask or not."
"It'll be awkward if you can't get the answer."
"If you ask, the old man in the family will nod and say,'I know.' Tell me, how scary will your family be in the future?”
The audience laughed again.
Wu You had a good grasp of the rhythm.
The audience was also very comfortable listening to it.
This kind of soothing rhythm, through the small baggage to gradually enter the main story, was the best way to let the audience relax.
Wu You had heard this passage countless times before.
It was a bit of nonsense to say that he could recite it backwards.
However, he still remembered some of the jokes and the main plot of the story very clearly.
And this live broadcast was also the one that Wu You felt the least pressure in.
With just his mouth and the three props on the table, he could present a brilliant and funny story to the audience.
Most importantly, there was no need to prepare anything for today's live broadcast!
Just bring your mouth and brain!
No wonder Ms. Guo had said that crosstalk was the simplest form of art.
Indeed.
However, it was also the most difficult art form.
Wu You knew very well that if he had not transmigrated here.
He was simply a small substitute broadcaster in this world.
Even if he had known all the details and story lines of the book in advance, he would never have achieved the current effect.
As the saying goes, one sentence can be said in a hundred ways.
Some people said it was funny, while others said it wasn't.
The reason why he was able to write freely here was because he had already memorized the various rhythms size dimensions of this book.
Thank you, Ms. Bailey.
Wu You said silently in his heart.
Not only did he accompany me to sleep every night in that world, but he also provided a key role in this world.
Following that, Wu You got down to business!
Wu You's current state could be described with four words:
He was familiar with it!
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