Chapter Three Hundred and Fifteen Cross Talk Selling Tickets One(1/2)
Now, saying thank you to the audience is also a must-have for Lu Yuanhang every time he goes on stage.
The audience is too enthusiastic. At least for Lu Yuanhang, the audience is much more enthusiastic than for other actors. If other crosstalk actors stand on the stage and the audience is three-pointed, then once Lu Yuanhang appears, the enthusiasm will surge to ten.
Mainly, Lu Yuanhang has now become the banner of Yifan, and is completely the only one in the crosstalk world in this world. Many of his crosstalk jokes are original by himself. Although he often says some traditional jokes, more of them are original.
If you fall in love with Lu Yuanhang, no one will suffer any loss.
"husband!!"
Lu Yuanhang was thanking him, and suddenly a scream from the corner made his face slightly awkward.
"Hahahahaha!"
Hilarious burst out instantly from the audience.
"Sister! Where did you get the microphone?" Lu Yuanhang stared at that corner, pointed to the vertical microphone in front of his lips, "It's better than mine."
"Hahahahaha!"
There was another burst of laughter off the audience.
When the laughter passed, Lu Yuanhang stood up and straightened his back. He looked at the audience with a smile: "Don't call me husband anymore. My girlfriend is still sitting in the audience. I have broken four of my washboards on my house."
"Hahahahaha!" The audience laughed as they heard Lu Yuanhang say this.
"Ahem, be serious, let me tell you good news." Lu Yuanhang hugged his arms.
The audience listened with curiosity.
"I'm about to marry my girlfriend." Lu Yuanhang smiled.
"Shh~~" A bunch of people below the stage raised their middle fingers.
There was a lot of boos.
"Okay, they are all creditors." Lezi also echoed Lu Yuanhang on the side and teased the audience sitting in the audience.
"Hahaha." The audience was extremely happy. Until now, everyone was listening to the crosstalk of Lu Yuanhang.
This feeling of listening to it is really the psychology of some fans. Even if this joke is just a little funny, these viewers will be very happy.
Very proud of face.
"Look, I'll just say it." Dong Yan looked at Lu Yuanhang and said this, and asked as if showing off to Dong's father and mother.
"This kid." Dong's mother smiled and looked at Lu Yuanhang on the stage, shaking her head.
Dong's father also looked at Lu Yuanhang with curiosity. He wanted to know how the crosstalk his prospective son-in-law said was different from the ones he heard when he was a child.
Looking here, Lu Yuanhang and Lizi on the stage have already entered the state of performing.
Lu Yuanhang continued to smile and looked at the music beside him: "The person next to me is called Xiao Xiaole."
Lezi nodded: "It's me, my name is Lezi."
Lu Yuanhang gave a thumbs up and smiled and praised: "Xiao Xiaole, who is talking about crosstalk! Who doesn't know!"
Lezi hurriedly modestly: "No"
Lu Yuanhang shouted: "Like! Ah, you are a good crosstalk!"
Fuzi: "Don't dare"
Lu Yuanhang suddenly asked inadvertently: "Yeah, are there any teacher?"
Lezi nodded: "Yes...my husband is Wang Jiuling."
Lu Yuanhang looked at the music with a blank look on his face: "...Are you his wife?"
The audience burst into laughter.
Dong Yan and his family were so funny that they leaned back and forth. The three little girls Cheng Guo, who were sitting on the other side, laughed out loud without retaining their image.
Lezi looked at Lu Yuanhang in confusion: "Why is it so messy!"
Lu Yuanhang looked at him with a natural look: "That's what my wife said when she introduced her husband."
Then he turned to look at the music next to him: "You and Wang Jiuling and his wife?"
"No! The teacher here is the teacher!" Lezi quickly reached out to interrupt Lu Yuanhang.
This baggage got another burst of laughter.
Lu Yuanhang stared: "Teacher?"
Lezi said angrily without money: "Mr. Nonsense, it means the master."
Lu Yuanhang nodded, then looked up at him: "Sir is the master... have you worshipped him? Are you his apprentice?"
Fuzi: "Yes."
Lu Yuanhang looked regretful: "You are considered a trash."
Lezi was confused: "Why did I just trash??"
Lu Yuanhang ignored him and looked at the audience spreading his hands with regret: "What a pity!"
Fuzi was confused: "What a pity?"
Lu Yuanhang felt sorry again: "It's a waste!"
Lezi continued to be speechless: "I wasted any materials."
Lu Yuanhang shook his head: "It's a waste. You worship him..."
Then Lu Yuanhang said loudly with a look of regret, "You might as well worship me, you have long been human!!"
The audience laughed out of control.
Fuzi was confused: "I'm not a human yet, and I'm in love! How do you talk?"
Lu Yuanhang did not take the initiative, but looked at the fun: "How old are you this year?"
Fuzi: "I'm twenty-seven."
Lu Yuanhang looked surprised: "Wow... it's thirty-seven!"
What I mean here is actually a good thing, but Lu Yuanhang deliberately said it wrong.
Lezi looked uncomfortable: "What is a wild cat thirty-seven?"
Lu Yuanhang explained: "It's...it's not the same...it's about thirty-seven, right?"
Lezi looked at Lu Yuanhang speechlessly: "It's over after thirty-seven."
Lu Yuanhang continued to shake his head with regret: "What a pity that he is so old!"
Lezi opened her eyes and wondered: "What's wrong?"
Lu Yuanhang turned his head and looked regretful: "You... are redundant, how good it is to worship me!"
Fuzi: "I??"
Lu Yuanhang nodded: "Yes! Be kind to me. The prodigal son turned around and didn't change the gold... Ah, prodigal son? Are you considering it?" Then Lu Yuanhang said to the audience: "Today... you worship me, we don't care about any form anymore. Just here, let these people testify, kowtow three times, I'll accept you!"
The audience laughed when they saw Lu Yuanhang being funny.
Lezi hurried forward: "(blocked) Okay, you can wait a moment first"
Lu Yuanhang pretended not to hear an impatient smile: "Come on! I can't wait, hurry up..." As he said that, he bowed to the audience: "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone, everyone is busy... Thank you!"
Lezi was confused: "Wait a minute."
Lu Yuanhang waved his hand: "Are you still waiting? Come on, I can't wait anymore, I really can't wait! Hurry up and kowtow! Come on here! It's warm."
The audience laughed again.
Lezi looked speechless and looked at Lu Yuanhang: "Okay, okay... wait a little longer... why... I will take you as my teacher if you are, and I will recognize you if I have nothing to say... Where? Who are you?"
Lu Yuanhang stared at his eyes, looking disbelief: "Why are you ignorant... don't know me? Don't you even know me? Don't you even know me?" He said, shaking his head with regret: "It's over, this person has been miserable."
Lezi stared at her eyes unconvincedly: "Who are you?"
Lu Yuanhang stared: "Don't you read the newspaper?"
Lezi was puzzled: "Is there you in the newspaper?"
Lu Yuanhang waved his hand: "Buy a few kilograms of newspapers and go and have a look!"
This bag came out and laughed loudly again.
Lezi looked constipated: "I have never heard of reading newspapers by Jin."
Lu Yuanhang looked at the music: "There are often news about me, don't you really know me?"
"I really don't know much about this." Lezi scratched her head.
Lu Yuanhang stood up straight and smiled and said, "A famous Peking Opera performing artist!"
"You are so big, you?" Lezi was speechless.
Lu Yuanhang nodded naturally: "Yes, many people know me, don't you know me?"
"I really don't know." Lezi spread his hands.
To be continued...