Sang Mu, the inheritor of the ventriloquism sect, muttered to himself, but no one else heard him.
Not to mention that his voice was very soft, even if he raised the microphone and spoke, the people in the studio might not pay attention to him.
This was because they were all immersed in the world of ventriloquism that Guo Huaijin had described for them.
After the sound of porcelain clashing, the woman coughed softly.
As if it was disturbed by the woman's voice, the rat stopped moving between the dishes.
For a moment, the recording studio returned to silence. Only the melodious sound of the zither continued to ring in their ears.
However, the sound of the zither suddenly changed, and it emitted a sound that was as terrifying as the sound of a metal horse breaking through the air.
"Clang-"
Before the audience could react to what was going on, they heard the child in the crane Han costume speaking faster.
Suddenly, someone shouted,"Fire!"
The husband got up and shouted, and the wife also got up and shouted. The two children cried together.
Soon a hundred thousand people shouted, a hundred thousand children cried, a hundred thousand dogs barked!
In the middle, there were sounds of collapse, fire, and wind.
There were also hundreds of cries for help, the sound of dragging houses, the sound of looting, and the sound of splashing water.
Everything that should be there is there."
As Guo Qilin recited, Guo Huaijin's mouth did not stop for a moment.
The audience heard a male voice that they had never heard before.
"Fire! Help!"
The voice was filled with shock and disbelief!
The audience seemed to be able to feel the pain in this person's heart. No matter who saw their home being swallowed by the fire, they must have felt the same pain.
Then, the couple woke up from their sleep in panic. The two children started crying again.
And this small family was just one of thousands of families!
How could a fire affect just one family?
Sure enough, the audience could hear the voices of people from all directions, from high and low, from far and near. They were shouting and shouting!
Among the men, women, and children, everyone's dialect, accent, vocabulary, and reaction to calm or crying were all slightly or obviously different!
However, before the audience could carefully distinguish how many people there were, countless barking dogs surrounded them again.
The peaceful night seemed to have been replaced by this kind of disorderly chaos in an instant.
Listen! The dog's bark became more and more shrill!
Listen! The fire was clearly even more intense!
Whose silk and satin were those that were burning in the fire?
Which family's lost child was staggering forward in the crowd?
In this chaotic despair, a bucket of water was poured on the fire!
The sound of wind, water, and people running to fetch water overlapped.
The ventriloger seemed to have weaved a huge net for the audience with his voice.
He had turned thousands of voices into lines on this net, and everyone present could not escape the control of this sound net!
On this stage, no one could escape their attention, sight, or ears from the ventriloquist's web.
Their hearts had long been completely controlled by this ventriloquist.
Laugh as he pleases, cry as he pleases.
Let him be quiet, let him move.
Thousands of voices came from thousands of places.
The audience's feelings at this moment were just as the ancient text had said. It was exactly the same as " Everything that should be, there is nothing!"
"All of a sudden, I stroke the ruler, and the crowd rang out!”
Guo Qilin's childish voice sounded again, and the striking knocking on the table once again hit people's hearts.
At this moment, everyone regained their senses.
There was no fire in front of them, only a stage.
On the stage, there was a child standing on the left and a mouth master sitting on the right.
In a trance, they actually had an illusion.
It was as if they had really returned to the ancient times described in the ancient text.
They were the guests in the hall, and the two on the stage were probably a teacher and his child.
"Remove the screen and look. It's just a person, a table, a chair, a fan, and a ruler.”
As the boy finished his last sentence, the screen on the stage finally completed its mission.
Only after a thousand calls did he come out.
Everyone focused their eyes and saw that behind the screen, there was really only one person, a table, a chair, a fan and a ruler.
However, to everyone's disbelief, the ventriloquist sitting in the middle of the chair was completely different from the mister they had imagined.
This ventriloquism was like sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.
He stood up slowly, wearing the same black and white crane Han costume as the child.
His clothes fluttered as he slowly walked to the side of the child.
That mannerism, that grace, he could be called a stranger's young master, gentle and unparalleled.
However, he had to add the word "small" in front of this young master.
There was no other reason than the fact that the person who had used his mouth to outline the world for them was actually just a child!
Although this child was very tall, one could clearly see that his face was young.
He looked to be no more than ten years old.
How was this possible?
How was this possible?
Everyone was speechless. They did not know what else they could say at this moment.
Guo Huaijin did not panic. He held his younger brother Guo Qilin's hand with one hand and picked up Dalin's microphone with the other.
A clear, young voice entered everyone's ears.
"Hello to the audience and friends in front of the television.
I'll offer you a piece of ventriloquism. It's not worth mentioning. I just hope you'll be happy.
We are brothers from the Deyun Society of the 49 City.
This is my younger brother, Guo Qilin. My name is Guo Huaijin!”
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The elders of the mountains and rivers can tolerate me, so that the world does not make evil money. I, Ya Jiaren Gu, thank you for your support! There's no gentleman who doesn't raise an artiste. Ladies and gentlemen, all of you have the character of a gentleman. Your flowers, gifts, comments, evaluation tickets, and monthly votes are all precious support for this little brother! This little brother has written the article with all his heart. I hope you will be happy to read it.
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