When they heard the words 'birds contending,' everyone in Guangde Restaurant, including those on the stage, those offstage, and those backstage, was looking forward to it.
What kind of scene would it be if hundreds of birds sang together?
Moreover, this was the last part of the job. Guo Huaijin, this little brother, would surely come up with an even more exciting job.
And this Bai Niao Zhang who inherited the ventriloquism of the Song Dynasty and Ming Dynasty should be even more amazing!
With anticipation, everyone turned their eyes to Guo Huaijin.
"Chirp chirp!"
Guo Huaijin's hand pointed diagonally forward, as if there was a lively bird in the distance.
"Chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
Guo Huaijin spoke faster, and his neck swayed left and right quickly with the rhythm of the birds.
It was as if one could follow his gaze and gestures to see the little bird dancing in the spring.
"Chirp, chirp, whoosh-"
Guo Huaijin's voice suddenly stopped.
With a wave of his finger, the last short bird cry disappeared into the sky.
Just as everyone was lamenting that the melodious bird had flown away, Guo Huaijin's voice became hoarse and dry.
"Ah-ah-ah-"
This bird song had a slow rhythm and rhythm that could not be ignored.
If the bird just now was singing the first ray of sunshine in spring, then this bird was paying homage to the sunset.
The bird's cry was slightly trembling. Guo Huaijin was using the little tongue at his throat to make the sound.
This technique was reflected in many foreign languages, such as German and French.
Therefore, Guo Huaijin's voice made many of the audience members who had relevant learning experience feel a subtle sense of pride.
It turned out that their ancestors had already mastered this vocal technique hundreds of years ago?
This sudden surge of warmth made everyone feel some respect and gratitude for this youth.
If it weren't for this young man named Guo Huaijin, how could they have experienced this artistic treasure from hundreds of years ago?
Guo Huaijin didn't know what the audience was thinking. He was still immersed in his character portrayals of various birds.
"Chirp chirp! Wuuu, wuuu
The third type of bird song!
If the thrush bird that Guo Huaijin had shown before was included, this would be the fourth type of bird song.
The bird's cry was crisp and crisp, unlike the previous birds.
It didn't make a long and gentle sound, but it carried a kind of beauty that was like the first sunny day after the rain.
Just these few short sounds were enough to make people fantasize.
Guo Huaijin suddenly stretched out his arm and looked into the distance.
The sound of birds chirping from afar was heard by the audience.
"Bujiuwu, Bujiuwu-Bujiuwu-Chirp chirp!”
What a lively voice!
Even though he had heard Guo Huaijin imitate the sounds of many different birds and beasts, this voice was undoubtedly the clearest.
It was like a spring flowing through a mountain stream. A breeze blew past, and the spring water stirred the surface of the marble, grinding it into cold jade.
" Chirp, chirp, chirp-"
Her little tongue trembled again!
With the last cry, Guo Huaijin pushed his arm forward, and the bird flew away.
Guo Huaijin stood tall and bowed to the audience.
The audience knew that this segment was over.
They didn't ask him to return, but gave him their last applause in satisfaction.
"It's so nice. I wonder what kind of birds these are?”
"I feel that Bai Niao Zhang's tone is more varied.”
"It seems that Bai Qin Liu pays more attention to the rendering of the scene and momentum, but Hua Mei Yang and Bai Niao Zhang pay more attention to the details.”
"Maybe these ventriloquists have other works. We just don't know about them!”
"I want to hear more. Haha, I'll come again next time!”
"In the future, I will be a regular customer of De Yun Club! I'm Little Brother Huai Jin's first fan, hahaha!”
As the audience applauded, Guo Huaijin looked at his old father, Guo Degang, and Zhang Wenshun.
The two of them were not stingy with their praises for him.
Guo Degang smiled and nodded at him. Zhang Wenshun gave him a thumbs up.
Guo Huaijin bowed slightly to the two of them.
However, in his heart, he was very emotional about Guo Degang's reaction.
Guo Degang was a very traditional person. As a master, he was like this, and so was his father.
Therefore, he was not good at expressing his feelings towards his son.
Moreover, he was also afraid that his child would be arrogant and complacent. Therefore, in his previous life, no matter what achievements Guo Qilin had, it was difficult for him to get a word of praise.
This became a kind of regretful love that both father and son knew in their hearts.
However, Guo Huaijin was different. He knew that there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Therefore, he had always dared to love and hate, leaving no regrets!
After his rebirth, he had tried all kinds of methods to let Guo Degang learn how to express his feelings.
Even if it was just a small word or action.
He believed that these changes would have a positive impact on Deyun's future development.
Guo Huaijin reached out his hand and hugged the little black fatty with a heart on his head under the lights and applause.
Guo Degang was stunned. He hugged him back and patted him on the shoulder.
When the audience below the stage saw this fatherly and filial appearance, an indescribable feeling surged in their hearts.
"A son inherits his father's business. This is how inheritance works, right?”
"Our traditional culture should also be passed down by someone!”
"That's great. When I have a son in the future, I want him to learn crosstalk too!”
Guo Huaijin held the microphone again. He looked at his old father and Grand Master who had high hopes for him on the stage, and looked at the audience who gave him endless applause.
He was touched and filled with pride.
He wanted to protect this moment!
Protect this Deyun Club, where everyone is doing crosstalk!
Protect the audience who were willing to support them!
On his path to Godhood with Deyun Society,
Whether it was a crafty thief or a heretic,
He, Guo Huaijin, would kill them one by one!
"Thank you, everyone. Guo Huaijin of Deyun Club bows to you!”
This time, everyone stood up.
They had a feeling that they had witnessed the rise of a golden age.
And this father and son, or rather, this child named Guo Huaijin, was the beginning of this golden age.
After the song, the audience dispersed.
Before Guo Degang could return backstage, he was stopped by a young man carrying a camera.
"Hello, Director Guo. I'm the director of Mang City's fast version. May I have a chat with you?”
Guo Degang looked at the ID he showed and swallowed the words that he was about to say that filming was not allowed in the garden.
At this time, Guo Huaijin, who was drinking water backstage, received a business card.
Written: "Non-Genetic Inheritance" Program Team, Glamorous Vision
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