While the audience couldn't help but exclaim, Guo Huaijin's ventriloquism performance continued.
"If you imitate the oily chicken, it will be bigger and its voice will be louder.”
"Oh?"
Guo Huaijin's mouth was curled into a small circle, and his lips and teeth tightened.
"Woooooh, wooooh-woooooh, wooooh-"
Gasps of surprise came from below the stage again.
Because they could hear the obvious difference between the two cries.
Compared to before, the cry this time was clearly more majestic and powerful.
One could not help but imagine a cocky leader with his head held high and his chest puffed out!
"Hey! There's really a difference!"
"Of course there's a difference. Chickens of different ages had different cries. For example, if the chicken was old, it would not have enough confidence.”
Guo Huaijin closed his mouth again, and the round shape of the nest was smaller than before.
"Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-"
This one's voice was obviously not as energetic as the previous two.
When the audience heard this sound, it was as if the chicken in front of them was the slowest among a group of birds.
"This little chick's cry is even more special. It's sharper and has a hint of tenderness.”
Guo Huaijin's lips parted to the sides, a little wider than his usual smile.
" Eeeee
This crisp cry made many of the audience members below the stage reveal loving smiles.
Because this was the familiar sound of a newly hatched chick.
The voice sounded anxious, as if it was begging for food.
Guo Huaijin wasn't just standing, he was moving.
As he imitated the baby chick's chirping, he squatted down and made a grabbing motion with both hands.
It was as if there was really a group of chicks walking slowly in front of him.
He had sharp eyes and fast hands, and he caught one.
He held the microphone with both hands. The chick's chirping became louder as if it was struggling in his hands.
The audience could not help but feel their hearts tighten as they watched his movements, worried that the chick would fall from his hands.
Guo Huaijin then bent down and opened his hands gently, as if he was letting go of something.
Guo Degang's eyes lit up again.
This child's talent for performing without any real objects was not weak either.
"Good!"
The audience broke away from the previous situation and gave their applause generously.
They really did not expect that a mere imitation of a chicken's crow would have so many tricks up its sleeve.
In fact, just learning how to crow like a chicken was not a big deal.
However, Guo Huaijin's vivid imitation proved his meticulous observation and love for life.
It also allowed the audience to feel some of the wonders that they might have overlooked in the past.
Guo Huaijin saw that most of the audience members were smiling. He was neither arrogant nor impatient and continued to perform.
"As we said earlier, the Song Dynasty's Mr. Liu's best work is called the rooster's crow and the dog's bark. Now that we've learned the rooster's crow, let's listen to the dog's bark.”
"Sigh, you should learn from everyone.”
Guo Huaijin raised his head instead of lowering his head slightly just now.
His mouth curled into an oval shape, opening and closing.
" Awooo-Awooo, Awooo, Awooo-Awooo, Awooo-"
A clear bark suddenly sounded, carrying a sense of silence that came from a deep alley in the middle of the night.
The sounds were gradually increasing in volume, one falling and one rising again.
This was clearly not a dog, but a group!
" Mm-hm-"
His voice suddenly changed. The trembling voice transmitted a kind of impatience and warning.
" Awoo, awoo-"
His voice became even sharper, like those puppies whose tails had been stepped on.
Young and fearless.
" Wooo-Wooo-"
His voice became low and hoarse again, as if there was something in his throat.
This was obviously different from the puppy from before. It made people think of an old dog lying lazily on a haystack.
Suddenly.
These different barks began to intertwine.
High, low, solid, clear, steady, and sharp.
A hundred voices were mixed together, and a hundred dogs fought.
It was as if Guangde Building was suddenly surrounded by hundreds of dogs that came out of nowhere.
The audience couldn't help but look around. They knew that it was fake, but they couldn't help but worry.
When they saw that the others were as stupid as they were, they all gave their warmest applause to this nine-year-old ventriloquism genius.
"Little Brother Huaijin is too awesome! Wow, I'm getting goosebumps!”
"That's amazing! I'll be like whatever I learn!"
"Not only can it distinguish the different sounds of the same species, but it can also imitate hundreds of thousands of animals at the same time! He's too imposing!"
The actors backstage could not help but be surprised when they heard the thunderous applause.
"This is his first time on stage, and it's such a big scene!”
"Regardless of how good his crosstalk is, just based on his ventriloquism skills, he can become a star!”
"Sigh! If he really becomes a character, our Deyun Society's days will be better.”
The applause lasted for about a minute before it gradually stopped.
Guo Degang saw that it was almost time for the encore, so he wanted to say a few words to end it.
"Thank you, thank you. The child likes this and has some skills. Thank you for supporting him!”
Seeing that Guo Degang was about to end the match, the audience below the stage began to cheer.
"One more!"
"We still want to hear it!"
"Little brother, one more!"
Most of the audience did not know much about traditional art forms. Whether it was crosstalk or ventriloquism, they were all new to them.
This was the first time he had felt such a powerful charm of ventriloquism. How could he let this young genius go so easily?
"Hahaha, I haven't heard enough!"
Guo Degang was happy to see his son so popular.
"Son."
"Sigh, Daddy!"
Guo Huaijin turned half his body around and listened attentively.
"The audience is our bread and butter, your grandparents.”
This sentence made the audience below the stage laugh uncontrollably.
"Hahaha! Yes, grandpa and grandma!"
"Look at that little brother's expression, hahaha, it's like he's cracked.”
"This father and son are really interesting. If I'm free next time, I'll come and listen to their crosstalk!”
Guo Huaijin deliberately scrunched up his face.
"The logic of this sentence actually makes sense, but why does it sound so awkward to me!”
"Oh, don't be so awkward, child. This guy wants to hear you do it again. Do you have any work?”
Guo Huaijin thought hard for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh.
"Sigh! I wanted to save this for the next scene.
However, since the guests today are my grandparents, I'll bring into play the fine tradition of respecting the elderly in our nation.
Give everyone another round!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another round of applause.
It was unknown whether this group of people were happy that they had taken advantage of him or were looking forward to Guo Huaijin's next performance.
"We talked about the Song Dynasty just now. Let's talk about the Ming Dynasty.
There was also a very powerful ventriloquist in the Ming Dynasty. His name was Hua Mei Yang. He had a unique skill, Hua Mei Fighting for Food!”
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