It turned out that when crosstalk was in a slump, those crosstalk big names said that there was no audience, so crosstalk could not rise.
However, the audience needed to be nurtured. Didn't Deyun Society nurture it later?
Now, Zhang Yunfan was also training the audience to listen to this authentic traditional live.
The other students were singing small songs and minor tunes, mostly pop songs, but Zhang Yunfan wanted to introduce local opera.
The young disciples backstage might feel that it was a thankless task, but this was the most orthodox thing.
The audience below the stage listened very seriously. Although they were not laughing, their hearts were already hooked by Zhang Yunfan.
"This is how the Henan opera class is like, down-to-earth," praised Zhang Yunfan. Of course, there's something wrong with the class."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Time is tight, so the filming is not detailed. "Let's take a look at the Investiture of the Gods and the Nine Yellow River Formation. There are two people on the stage. One is Zhao Gongming, the God of Fortune. Zhao Gongming was riding a black tiger, and this one had a painted face. They were about to fight, and someone came to mediate the fight.”
"Who is it?"
"He's also an immortal, Daoist Dipamkara. He rode on a deer and said that the two of them were friends. The two armies met in front of each other and got off their mounts.”
"Yes."
"It's useless to persuade each other. Let's fight.”
"How?"
"This side, flip over and ride on the tiger. This side, ride on the deer. Each of you has one or two lines to sing."
"How do I sing?"
"Zhao Gongming will sing first." Zhang Yunfan opened her mouth and said,"Zhao Gongming, mount the black tiger."”
Zhang Yunfan's voice changed again. It became a muffled voice, and it was in the Central Plains dialect. There was an explosive tone in his voice.
"Zhao Gongming killed the black tiger." Luan Futu explained.
"Over here, Daoist Dipamkara, mount the deer.”Zhang Yunfan sang another line.
"Yes, we want to fight a war."
"In the end, it was sung wrongly on this stage."
"How can this be wrong?" Luan asked.
Actually, he was asking on behalf of the audience. The audience also wanted to know what was wrong, but the audience couldn't shout at the top of their lungs. They needed to ask the right question. This was the role of the right person.
Zhang Yunfan sang the wrong song,"Zhao Gongming, I'll sing the plum blossom."”
“嗐! You went up the wrong way."
Zhang Yunfan pretended to be stunned." This person sang wrongly, but she's on stage. She can't stop. She has to sing even if she's wrong."”
"How can I sing if I'm wrong?"
Zhang Yunfan continued to sing,"If you ride the plum blossom, what should I ride?" You can ride my tiger. I'm scared when I ride a tiger."
"Then don't sing." He clapped his hands.
The audience also laughed. It was a typical small bag with a mat.
Zhang Yunfan smiled." It's so fun. Even if he's wrong, you'll still find it cute." Of course, if you want to watch Henan opera, you have to go to Henan. There were more Beijing opera and opera in North China.”
"That's right."
"I watched a lot of drama reviews back then."
"You're so professional."
Zhang Yunfan pointed at Luan Yunping.”
"Alright!"
"But sometimes, he also runs away from the shackles of the uncles and aunties.“
"What's wrong with me being tied up by Sir?”Luan retorted.
The audience chuckled. This burden was the foundation for the early stages.
"I, the vice president of the junior brother, actually know how to perform.”
"I've heard a little."
"Sing a few lines for everyone."
"You want me to sing just like that? I can't!”Luan Futu hurriedly waved his hand.
Zhang Yunfan smiled evilly and looked at the audience below the stage."Do you think that this vice president only knows how to drink tea, fix his feet, and read the newspapers? She was also good at singing Pingju.”
"Who gets a foot repair every day?"
Zhang Yunfan encouraged the audience,"How about we let the vice president sing?"”
The audience below was naturally here to watch the show. They immediately cheered.
Luan Futu was a little shy." You see, I really can't sing out of the blue. Why don't we sing together?"”
"Sure, the vice president can choose which part to sing.”
"Let's sing a modern drama, Liu Qiao 'er." Inside, Liu Qiao 'er and Zhao Zhu' er were singing duet. You are familiar with this senior brother, so I'll give Zhao Zhu 'er a few lines.”
Zhang Yunfan nodded." Alright, I'll go to Teacher New Fengxia's Liu Qiao 'er. You go to Zhu' er."”
As she spoke, Zhang Yunfan lowered her head and glanced at Zu 'er, who was sitting in the first row.
This character, Zhao Zhu 'er, had the same name as Zu' er. It was really Zhu 'er on stage and Zu' er off stage.
Among the audience, including Luan Futan, only Zu 'er could hear Zhang Yunfan's teasing.
Zu 'er felt her cheeks burning. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask. Otherwise, she would have been as red as a small apple.
On the stage, Luan Futan didn't know. He nodded directly."Alright then, you can pick a tune!”
"Are you sure you want me to start?"”
Luan Futu immediately understood." Let me do it. I can't take over your tune."”
The audience applauded and cheered for the actors.
Everyone was happy to hear today's segment, so of course, they would praise it with all their might.
Tianjin was the home of folk arts because its audience knew what they were doing.
If you don't have the ability, they will really attack you. But if you have the ability, they will really praise you!
Luan Futu calmed down and opened his mouth." A big matter has been raised, and everyone is anxious. They regret that they shouldn't have been too rude and blindly suspected others. They walked forward and called Qiao 'er. I'm sorry."”
Luan Futu mustered up her courage and finally sang. When it came to Zhang Yunfan, he didn't seem to use much strength. He opened his mouth and continued with the tone.
This was his ability.
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