Xiong Qingchun looked at Peng Hui and patiently waited for the next explanation. "However, the times are progressing, and now crosstalk has reached a difficult situation. At this time, if no changes are made, then the art of crosstalk will have no value." Peng Hui pinched Xiong Qingchun's nose and said with a smile.

"Is that Yue Yue the beginning of all these changes?" Xiong Qingchun naturally knew about Peng Hui's request as one of the closest people.

"Yes."

"But as far as I know, the strength of that Yue Yue..." Xiong Qingchun asked weakly.

"This is exactly why I like him." Peng Hui explained with a smile: "In fact, whether it is Cao Jin, He Wei who left before, or those who left because of the Deyun Club's invasion, these people are not suitable for the current audience's pursuit of the art of crosstalk."

"Pursuit?" Xiong Qingchun was a little confused.

What can crosstalk pursue?

"Crossing talk itself is an art of language. Whether it is a new-style crosstalk or a traditional crosstalk like Lao Guo, we must pay attention to it."

Xiong Qingchun nodded.

"But traditional crosstalk has been circulating for more than a hundred years. These crosstalks have been simplified to the extreme by countless masters. It is already a very special cultural yardstick. Even if later people make so-called modifications, it is actually just an application in the crosstalk gate. Although Lao Guo is talking about traditional crosstalk, in fact, if you look at all the crosstalks he created, you can find similar clips in the crosstalk gate. This is actually the basic application of crosstalk."

"In other words... Lao Guo is actually the same as the so-called new-style crosstalk?" Xiong Qingchun suddenly realized.

"Yes." Peng Hui explained seriously: "Whether the new school or the traditional ones are actually re-creating some traditional crosstalks in the crosstalk gate. However, Lao Guo is more comprehensive, while the new school crosstalk has cut off the most funny links of crosstalk. If you are far away from the audience, you naturally don't think of saying any good crosstalk. Look at Niu Qun, Feng Gong and both of them no longer say crosstalk. This is why it is too difficult. If you just write crosstalk and make a living, then Niu Qun, Feng Gong and the others can definitely keep going, but in this way, they will not be able to appear on the screen. You have also heard of real crosstalk, which is very pornographic and violent, and the ethical memes are played with. These are obviously not suitable for broadcasting on large and large screens."

Xiong Qingchun nodded.

But then, she asked curiously: "Does that Yue Yue meet the taste of the audience today? I have watched Yue Yue's crosstalk before, and it seems to be different from traditional crosstalk."

"He is just 'attacking the outside but not the inside', which means that the outside audience will like it, but the inside people, especially those in the crosstalk gate, will definitely be unhappy."

"Will there be any consequences?" Xiong Qingchun asked.

"Nothing." Peng Hui smiled and said casually: "Old Guo will solve it."

"But even so, can crosstalk start?"

"To put it bluntly, this is also a niche culture." Peng Hui thought about it and said seriously: "As the post-95s and post-00s gradually got on the right track, they will gradually fall in love with the art of crosstalk. Yue Yue's style can just hit the audience's laughter now, so he will be popular, and he will be even more popular than Cao Jin!"

"But when I come to this point..." Xiong Qingchun asked in confusion: "Is crosstalk or crosstalk?"

"When an industry is about to be finished, it will die immediately without reform. If it is reformed, it may die. In such a situation, what would you do if it was you?"

Xiong Qingchun was stunned and then suddenly realized.

Yes.

As traditional old crosstalk artists grow old or die, the crosstalk industry has gradually become lonely.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the current crosstalk.

In this case, even survival becomes a problem. Even the ancestors' craftsmanship can be cut off from inheritance, and they still stick to their original ideas. So what is the difference between it and the dry bones in the tomb?

In this case, change may become the only thing that crosstalk must do.

But this is difficult.

Because this not only faces the continuous improvement of the audience's taste, but also faces the obstruction and encirclement of the old forces in the crosstalk gate.

But as long as you can cross it, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping.

In his previous life, Deyun Club gradually became the most well-known crosstalk inheritance in China and is also one of the few crosstalk doors that still exist.

It has to be said that the previous catastrophe against Deyun Club led Lao Guo to officially become a crosstalk master.

Perhaps this brand new Deyun crosstalk, which is not accepted by traditional crosstalk, will be despised by all kinds of people in the early stages, but when Deyun crosstalk gradually replaces the audience's inherent image of crosstalk, perhaps this may become a memory of a generation and a classic of a generation.

And those crosstalk old people who originally mocked Deyun Club’s crosstalk may eventually be swept into the dust of history.

Many years later, perhaps people's only impression of crosstalk is that they only stay in Deyun Club, those crosstalk masters and classic clips, but they don't remember the so-called old people who have no ability and are very much in the past.

Although Xiong Qingchun seemed to understand, she was naturally full of pride when she saw Peng Hui's confident expression.

The man in front of you can see the future of crosstalk, isn’t this a state of mind?

Compared with those old people in the crosstalk gate who have lived a mediocre life, perhaps Peng Hui, an outsider, sees him for a long time than any of them.

Maybe this is the so-called realm.

After a while, just as Peng Hui became more and more over-the-top and planned to have an indescribable scene, the door was knocked.

"Please come in!" Xiong Qingchun quickly got up and stood aside, tidying up her messy clothes while throwing Peng Hui a big hygienic eye.

Peng Hui was a little depressed, but when he saw someone coming outside the door, he was still a little surprised.

Because the person outside the door was Liu Jinshui, who had not seen for a long time.

"Oh, Xike, Jinshui, you haven't come one day." Peng Hui quipped with a smile.

"Boss..." Looking at Peng Hui, he looked at Xiong Qingchun, who looked serious next to him, and Liu Jinshui wanted to speak but stopped.

"I'll go pour tea." Xiong Qingchun left with tactfulness.

However, after closing the door, Xiong Qingchun did not leave directly, but leaned at the door and listened secretly.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Peng Hui asked with some surprise.

"Boss... save my brother!" Liu Jinshui could no longer bear it, and tears fell down his eyes.
Chapter completed!