"Longevity Mountain Stone?"
"Kill him!"
An excited voice echoed in the Three Celebration Garden.
Hou Minglou and Sun Yue's acting became smoother and smoother.
The more the audience watched, the more excited they became.
" After we finished, there was an old man walking his dog at the entrance of the hospital. He was walking a Shar-Pei." Hou Minglou pointed at Sun Yue. His father has taken a fancy to this dog."
"You…eh?"
"Mommy, you're so lame…"
"Yes, it's dry and not round at all.”
"Kill him!"
Sun Yue shrugged and learned how to answer first!
At the same time.
The audience present also shouted this word together with him.
Pounce him!
This joke had been completely established!
Everyone present.
In the future, in the streets and alleys.
If he heard someone mention the word "Pan" or "Pan Ta".
Perhaps they would look at each other and smile, as if they had met an old friend.
They were all people who had heard crosstalk in this garden.
That afternoon.
Because of the young man on the stage.
Everyone laughed together without any regard for their image!
Hou Minglou and Sun Yue bowed.
Such a happy environment.
It was one of the main reasons why he liked to listen to crosstalk.
"Don't go, one more!"
The audience was also very respectful.
"Encore!"
"Encore!"
"Encore!"
"One more!"
The audience was in high spirits, and their voices were in unison as if they had rehearsed it.
Encore was an old tradition of crosstalk.
This was the greatest affirmation for a crosstalk actor.
Sometimes, there were even more than 20 encore.
However, Hou Minglou had no intention of returning this time.
The first time he went on stage as a funny guy.
Such a performance was already very satisfactory.
Then let him return to the scene.
On the contrary, they were not fully prepared.
After all, he and Sun Yue had only spent a day together.
It was already very impressive to be able to act this script to such an effect.
"Senior Brother, your acting this time was really good."
He had just returned backstage.
Guo Degang's voice sounded.
He basically watched the entire process.
After watching this scene.
Old Guo was completely relieved.
This Little Senior Brother.
He had never wasted his talent.
He had never slacked off on his crosstalk!
His basic skills were extremely solid.
Along the way, he could not find any fault.
The most rare thing was that his creative ability was also very strong.
From his point of view, there was nothing wrong with this book.
This was the rarest.
He only knew how to stick to the rules and follow the script.
He would never become a true master!
Not to mention.
He could also lead Sun Yue into his rhythm.
In this match.
Sun Yue was definitely playing at a high level!
The biggest reason was that Hou Minglou was leading him, slowly leading him into the rhythm.
Yu Qian also patted Sun Yue's shoulder.
"Fatty, you've evolved."
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone present could not help but laugh.
At this time, he was still praising her?
Hou Minglou didn't feel awkward when he saw the main character whom he had repeatedly teased appear.
He sat down backstage.
Zhang Helun suddenly took the opportunity to run over.
He held a towel and tea in his hands, looking like a waiter.
"Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle, you must be tired. Drink some water.”
"It's been hard on you for this match.”
As he spoke, he poured water for Hou Minglou and Sun Yue.
After a while.
Her throat was indeed a little dry.
The temperature of the tea was just right. It was neither too hot nor too cold.
Hou Minglou drank some water and said,"Old Guo, please go up and help me control the stage."”
"I won't go up."
The receptionist shouted for the encore.
They could hear it clearly backstage.
He still needed someone to respond.
Old Guo was the best candidate.
Old Guo, who was in a good mood, responded and went on stage to take a curtain call. With a few words, he calmed the audience's emotions.
When he returned backstage.
Hou Minglou had already finished his tea.
Her throat was also much better.
"Today's performance was a great success.”
"Everyone, thank you."
Old Guo said with a smile.
Hou Minglou can sell tickets.
Of course, he was the happiest!
He would observe a few more matches.
Perhaps Hou Minglou could bring his own people, and he could bring a group of people.
The development of Deyun Club would definitely be on the fast track!
"Little Senior Brother, I'm afraid that this time, it's going to be a hot topic again.”
"I reckon that it won't be long before the video spreads on the internet.”
Guo Degang sighed.
He saw many people recording and taking photos.
With Hou Minglou's current popularity on the Internet.
It wouldn't be long before this crosstalk became popular all over the country!
There was no one else who could become famous at this speed!
The others had just entered the small theater.
No matter how good it was, it was just the beginning.
He was good.
It went viral all over the country!
"It's all thanks to Little Martial Uncle and Martial Uncle."
"We're nothing. If it weren't for little uncle-master and uncle-master, this wouldn't have happened.”
"It's not hard, it's not hard."
The disciples backstage were all happy.
Everyone knew.
The ticket seller was Hou Minglou.
Their fame and abilities.
It was impossible to fill the Three Celebration Garden.
Now.
Everyone was riding on Hou Minglou's popularity to raise their own names.
From this perspective.
They all had to thank Hou Minglou!
This was…
Hou Minglou's tea had just cooled down.
Zhang Helun quickly poured the tea away and added another cup of warm tea.
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