Guo Qilin and Guo Huaijin had a tacit understanding of each other. He recited a sentence, and he mimicked it with his ventriloquism.
"A woman was shocked and realized that she was going to stretch out."
The audience saw the person behind the screen stretch and yawn, followed by a lazy female voice.
"Oh my, this woman's voice is really good!”
"Could there be a woman behind this screen?”
"This ventriloquist must be a woman. If she's put together with Mr. Sang, a man and a woman, the show will be interesting!”
Just as the audience thought they had guessed the sex of the person behind the screen, Guo Qilin read out the next sentence.
"Her husband's ravings."
At this moment, the audience suddenly heard a man mumbling in his sleep.
This was clearly the voice of an adult male!
In other words, the audience's previous guesses had been overturned in less than a second.
"How could this be!"
"Is this person a man or a woman?"
"I'm convinced, really. Regardless of whether the person was male or female, he could use his voice to perfectly replicate both genders!”
Before the audience could suppress their amazement, Guo Qilin's voice continued.
"Then my son woke up and cried loudly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a baby crying came from behind the screen.
Following the unique rhythm of the crying, the audience saw the shoulders of the person behind the screen rise and fall.
"My husband is awake. The woman stroked the child's breast, and the child cried with the breast in his mouth. The woman patted the child and cried.”
This time, the ventriloquist behind the screen first acted out the helplessness of the man and woman being woken up, followed by the sound of the woman patting the baby to coax him to sleep.
The woman's voice carried the gentleness of motherhood, and the child's cry carried the grievance of finding someone to rely on.
These two voices intertwined. The woman's voice gradually became higher, and the baby's voice gradually became lower.
For a moment, the audience didn't know how many mouths the ventriloquist had to express the scene so smoothly.
While the ventriloger was using his voice to describe the scene, he was also using his body language to perform.
He hugged her with both hands as if he was holding a crying baby.
He patted his shoulder again, as if he was patting and comforting the baby.
The details of these performances made everyone present exclaim in admiration.
"Another big boy woke up and kept talking.”
The baby's cries woke up the slightly older children in the house. The low cries became louder again.
The two children's cries of different tones began to overlap, completely breaking the silence of the night.
"At that time, the sound of the woman patting the child, the sound of the mouth whining, the sound of the child crying with milk in his mouth, the sound of the eldest child waking up, the sound of the bed, the sound of the husband scolding the eldest child, all of them came together at the same time, and all the wonderful things were ready.”
The studio instantly became lively.
The sound of a woman coaxing her child, the two children crying like they were in a competition, and the man's impatient reprimand mixed together, making the quiet night feel warm from family matters.
Although it was noisy, it brought with it the warmth of a few families.
At this moment, the audience had empathetic smiles on their faces because they had experienced such a scene before.
Some of them were once children who cried non-stop, while others were once adults who had no choice but to coax their children after being woken up.
Life was nothing more than composed of these ordinary and trivial scenes.
"All the guests stretched their necks, looked sideways, smiled, and sighed silently, thinking that it was wonderful.”
This sentence made the guests and audience on and off the stage look around.
This was because they were the ones who were talking about the full house of guests.
As expected, everyone's expressions were surprisingly the same.
He smiled, exclaimed, and even had a tacit understanding of " only we understand this feeling ".
"Not long after, the husband began to snort, and the woman's patting gradually stopped.”
The voice of the ventriloger changed again. The child's crying gradually weakened. It had already turned from a loud wail to a low sob.
Those who had experience coaxing children knew that once the child was coaxed, he would probably fall asleep again.
However, before they could hear the crying completely stop, the man's heavy snoring broke through the entire night.
Ha!
This snoring is so loud that it's about to bubble!
This big brother's snores were so powerful that they shook the nine heavens!
Everyone could not help but laugh.
Some of them even had a look of disdain on their faces. It was obvious that they were usually disturbed by the snoring of the people beside them.
Then, they heard the woman's slapping of the child gradually stop, and the entire studio returned to silence.
It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Because none of the audience wanted to speak. Their eyes were fixed on the ventriloquist behind the screen.
She was extremely curious about his next performance.
"I heard a rat rustling, a basin tilting, and a woman coughing in her sleep.”
The sound of shuffling traveled from afar to the ears of the audience. They knew that this was a mouse.
Then, there was the sound of plates falling, with a crisp sound unique to porcelain.
At this moment, Sang Mu, the ventriloquist inheritor, who was sitting on a chair in the corner of the stage with the host, couldn't help but change his expression. He leaned forward to listen, his eyes fixed on the table behind the screen and the ventriloquist's movements.
The ventriloquist's hand was placed on the table obediently, not moving at all.
He frowned.
"Strange, without the teacup as a prop, how did he make the sound of the teacup falling?”
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