The entire theater of Tianjin Deyun Club was filled with cheers and applause.
The voice broke through the clouds, as if it wanted to pierce a hole in the ceiling.
At this moment, Zhang Yunfan and Luan Yunping kept bowing and thanking each other on the stage, but the audience below the stage kept shouting for the two of them to turn the game over again.
It was just that these two people's programs were new to begin with, and the time limit had already been exceeded. If they were to return for another scene, the relevant departments would come over to review it.
The management of the theater was much stricter than before. Although this was a small theater and not a big theater, if you exceeded the time limit too obviously, people would not turn a blind eye.
This couldn't be compared to more than ten years ago. Back then, when Deyun Club had just started to improve, it was still a small theater. It could only seat 200 people. It was really difficult to get a ticket.
In addition, the theater management had never seen such a popular scene before. No one expected so many people to come just to listen to the crosstalk, so it was said that the tickets were sold crazily.
There were only 200 seats, but nearly 300 people were sold. Where were the remaining dozens of people sitting?
There were those who stood, but as long as there was a corner where they could stand, it was fine.
There was one time when there were too many people. The entire theater was full, just like a train during the Spring Festival.
In the end, they had no choice but to give each of the audience a small stool and sit on the stage next to the two actors.
The audience was only one meter away from the actors. What kind of experience was that?
Zhang Yunfan knew about that match. There were so many people from the start. If you didn't find a place for them, they would make a scene and wouldn't let you start.
After that, Zhang Yunfan and Shaobing ran outside and stole the plastic stools from the small vendors outside.
People selling pancakes, buying popcorn, buying ice cream, as long as there was a small plastic stool, they would run away while others were not paying attention.
She couldn't remember which family it belonged to, so she decided to bring it over first.
At that time, the atmosphere backstage was really good. Shaobing was not old and was just a stupid kid, but he was sincerely doing good for Deyun Club.
Seeing that there was a lack of chairs here, the other side snatched them over in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yunfan snatched a bunch of stools from the sesame seed cake to let the audience sit down.
Some of them sat on two stools, while others sat on their laps. As long as they could sit, everyone was willing to listen.
Back then, Old Guo had said that he would sell hanging tickets for a segment, which meant that the theater was really full. There were standing tickets, squatting tickets, party tickets, and hanging tickets, and the price was the same, not a single cent less.
Back then, this was the real situation at Deyun Club. You were still earning the same amount of money when you were standing, and the price was the same as when you were sitting. However, no one would take it seriously. It was already a good thing to be able to enter the theater to listen to Deyun Society's crosstalk.
He remembered that it was at the beginning of 2005. Deyun Club had not yet become popular in the media, but it was already somewhat famous among the Beijing audience.
Zhang Yunfan was the one who started the show. She went up and sang a few lotus petals to lighten the atmosphere.
That day, the performance lasted until the sky turned dark. The audience was unwilling to leave. At that time, Deyun Club had performed one performance in the afternoon and one performance in the evening.
There was no morning crosstalk at Deyun Club because crosstalk actors had to sleep in in the morning. Sometimes, they would perform until the wee hours of the morning. If you asked them to do it the next morning, they wouldn't be able to do it at all.
Basically, it was an afternoon and evening show. The afternoon show would usually end at 6 pm and start at 7 pm.
In the end, the performance lasted until 6:30 pm. The actor could not say anything else and could only go back to eat. Half an hour later, the performance resumed.
However, the audience didn't go out. The audience for the afternoon scene stayed there, and the audience for the evening scene couldn't enter either. That was why there was such a farce.
However, Zhang Yunfan felt that the atmosphere back then was really good. It was just like today at the small theater of the Tianjin branch office. The audience was enthusiastic, and the actors on stage worked hard.
Logically speaking, Zhang Yunfan said that there was no need to put in so much effort for this miscellaneous singing. It would be enough to just show a few moves.
However, Zhang Yunfan had already started sweating profusely after singing a few lines. This was how an actor should be responsible for the audience.
After bowing several times in a row, the audience was finally appeased. Zhang Yunfan returned backstage. The members of Deyun Team 9 were all standing at the side.
Each and every one of them had envious gazes. This was a horn!
Whether it was a big stage or a small theater, the light on his body could not be hidden.
The audience started to disperse one after another. Zu 'er blinked her eyes and wanted to go backstage.
However, she remembered Zhang Yunfan's reminder to her that other than actors, no one else was allowed backstage, so she waited at the back door. She knew that Zhang Yunfan had to go there.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yunfan was wiping his sweat, planning to have a good meal tonight. At this moment, he did not know that he was extremely popular in this match.
The scene just now had already been recorded by many viewers and uploaded to the Internet.
These audience members edited the part of Zhang Yunfan's singing and posted it on the Short videos platform. In the end, it became popular all of a sudden.
Zhang Yunfan's name had been the hottest topic in the past two days. Now that these songs had flooded into the Short videos platform, it added fuel to the fire.
You could record the performance of the Deyun Club's small theater as you pleased, and no one would hold you responsible if you uploaded it online. Therefore, these audience members were also unscrupulous.
Some of the songs that were uploaded to the Short videos platform had millions of views that night. It was easy to break through ten million.
Moreover, Zhang Yunfan had sung so many segments, and each segment had a high number of views. On the Short videos platform, Zhang Yunfan had suddenly become a hot topic.
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