The uncle took out a white safety helmet and put it on Luan Yunping's head. Qi Yuncheng complained again, "It's still the leadership."
"Of course, given our status." Yu Qian watched Luan Yunping put it on, and tied the lower belt for him kindly.
Fasten the bag, zip it up, turn around and leave.
Qi Yuncheng quit and grabbed his arm, "Don't leave."
"What's wrong?"
Qi Yuncheng slowly handed over a fan and said, "Look at what I'm doing and what he's doing is a helmet."
"Oh oh oh, this is a close call, take this."
Putting the bag on the ground again, Yu Qian took out a yellow baseball bat from it.
Seeing it, Yu Qian was happy, Yu Qian was happy, and the audience was happy. Only Luan Yunping, wearing a safety helmet like a leader, was about to cry.
"That's great, sir, you still love me."
"Let's go."
"Walk slowly."
When the uncle went down, Qi Yuncheng turned around and picked up the white handkerchief on the table and wiped the baseball bat, "I wiped the shit on it, I guess the uncle just used it after going to the toilet."
"Fuck you."
Before reaching the side curtain, Yu Qian heard what was said, laughed so hard with the audience, and immediately retorted.
After retorting, he left happily.
It can be seen that we had a lot of fun today.
"Come on, Luan Yunping, let's show off today!!"
"Uncle, I won't take you like this. Take a baseball bat with an enchantment on it."
The word "enchantment" is naturally the shit that my partner mentioned just now.
Qi Yuncheng was so beautiful at this moment, holding a baseball bat in both hands and waving it, "Come on, I can't wait any longer."
"Be careful, don't drop the shit," Luan Yunping said.
"Oh, you are still worried about them, you are in trouble today."
"Okay, this is the end of the idiom."
No one was amused by the performance of the two people on the stage, and the scenes and props were 100% perfect.
Luan Yunping looked at the stick in his hand and kept stepping back, "Today one of us must seal the box."
"What's wrong? You're not allowed to use it?"
"Nonsense, if I don't have anyone to pay your wages, we might as well not use them."
"This is so boring."
Qi Yuncheng's face was full of regret, and when he saw that he was just a hair away, the other party gave in. He quickly swung the baseball bat, and everyone thought of the shit-beating stick in the old man's joke.
Luan Yunping quickly stopped, "Okay, stop showing your eyes, it's not good-looking."
Putting down the stick, Qi Yuncheng said, "I just love singing pendants with you, and I won't do it even if you tell others."
"I have to die here."
"Now it's easier for you to come and let's continue singing. Everyone is waiting."
"no problem."
After completely turning the page, Luan Yunping sat down with two fans and pulled the strings, "Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng ah~~"
"There was a battle between the two armies~~"
"Leng Zeng Zeng ah~"
"Humans are like tigers and dragons~~"
"Leng Zeng Zeng ah~"
"This general, please reach out to this man~" The most powerful moment of the whole process has arrived. Qi Yuncheng held up the white handkerchief prepared on the table with his hand, "He held the magic weapon in the air~~"
"Leng Zeng Zeng ah~"
“Tell me you are a magic treasure~~”
"Ah~~Once..."
puff!!
Just as he was about to open his mouth to pull the strings, Qi Yuncheng pounced and hit his partner in the face with his white handkerchief, causing flour to fly all over the sky.
Luan Yunping was so embarrassed that she quickly got up and started tumbling, even in her mouth.
And looking at Qi Yuncheng, he had already run away in despair, as fast as a dog chased away.
Luan Yunping couldn't wait any longer and ran after her partner, leaving an empty stage.
The stage is empty, and the audience's excitement is gone.
When I smashed it just now, the applause and laughter never stopped.
"Okay!! One more!!"
"Hahaha! It's unbelievable how fast this guy is running."
"Luan Yunping was also unlucky when she met this partner."
“There are too many things today, here’s one more!!”
…
The people below kept shouting, making noise, and applauding constantly.
And there is only one result in this situation.
Encore!
After a while, Qi Yuncheng appeared on the stage again with a smile on his face. He appeared on the stage, but Luan Yunping did not. How could he not act like that?
"It's coming." Qi Yuncheng stood behind the microphone and said.
The tens of thousands of spectators in the stadium said in unison: “It’s coming!!”
"There are others coming next. Because Captain Luan is busy, let's ask the uncle to come up and play for a while."
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!
Amid the welcome, Yu Qian also appeared on stage with a smile on his face. Such a happy place was not a small theater, but a large theater. This shows how well this man has mastered the performance.
You have to know that 18,000 people are not that easy to deal with, but they are able to play together.
This is talent.
When the uncle came over to take his place, Qi Yuncheng simply packed away the baseball bat and the stage, "Teacher Yu has just arrived, and I dragged him onto the stage. Let's go back to the stage for a while."
"Okay, let's talk about it." Yu Qian didn't wear a coat, but he was still in high spirits.
"It's so lively now. It's hard to talk about it. It's best to sing."
Audience: "Learn a cat's meow! Learn a cat's meow!!!"
Just as Dou Ke finished speaking, the following shouted in an organized and disciplined manner.
It can be seen how suitable the binding between Xuemiao and Yu Qian is.
"Just stop singing like a meowing cat. I'm not suitable for singing in such a big venue." Yu Qian can't repeat classics, and crosstalk actors can't keep singing no matter how shameless they are.
Qi Yuncheng nodded and said a word of help, "Yes, I can't be sexy anymore."
Hahahahaha!
Laughter overflowed.
"What do you mean you can't be sexy anymore?" Yu Qian kept looking at the man next to him and wondered.
Qi Yuncheng had no choice but to change his words, "You can't be saucy, okay?"
"I've never been sexy."
"Let's do this..." Qi Yuncheng began to come up with an idea, "I'm thinking of singing a program about chickens."
"Man, are our standards too big?" Yu Qian's expression changed and he quickly stopped him, fearing that he would make a mistake.
"Where did you want to go?"
"What? Am I thinking wrong? Aren't you here to play with that?"
As soon as he said it, the whole audience was so happy. Not to mention the audience, even he couldn't hold back. He was in a playful mood.
"no!"
"Oh, that's okay."
"Jokes about prostitutes."
"Isn't that right?" Yu Qian was speechless, "Just go around here."
Qi Yuncheng stood nearby and didn't bother to tell the uncle. He only explained to the audience, "There is a name called Monopoly Oiran. This is a traditional story. It has been sung by storytelling, stand-up comedy, drums, Taiping lyrics, Peking Opera, Ping Opera, and Bangzi.
.
There is nothing that cannot be brought to the stage.
Of course, it would be too obscene if it were like what I imagined."
Yu Qian: "What do I think?"
Qi Yuncheng: "Oiran doesn't mean name. This person is called Oiran. She was a famous prostitute in the Song Dynasty at that time. Her name was Yaoqin. Yaoqin girl is considered to be an outstanding person in that industry.
Just like Uncle Yu."
"Why do you always keep making gestures with me like this?"
After talking and having fun, Yu Qian knew that he was unlucky enough to come to the party.
Qi Yuncheng's attitude was very sincere, "I say you are dedicated."
"Dedication can't be described that way, please explain it carefully."
"At this time, a young oil seller fell in love with him. The oil seller's name was Qin Chong. Qin Chong liked her and later they got together through dating.
How did they get together? How many taels of silver did it cost to enter that place? How could he, an oil seller, have any money? He saved up for several years before going there.
When the girl was drunk, the young man didn't think anything of it and just sat there all night.
Sitting there, he was in a daze." Qi Yuncheng looked up at the top of the gymnasium, "He had never seen the carved beams and paintings in the house, so he thought it was so good. There was a large incense burner next to it, and he sat guarding it.
The smoke coming out of the incense burner is called ambergris."
Yu Qian said, "It smells good."
"Yes, this thing has a very fragrant smell. In the past, it was given to the emperor in the palace. Those who have this kind of fragrance are not ordinary people.
The oil seller was sitting looking at the incense burner, letting out the smoke and thinking.
Not just watching, the girl drank too much one night and kept taking care of him. At dawn, the girl said he was a good man, and the two eventually got married. Such a story. "
"Oh, that's right." Yu Qian nodded, as if suddenly enlightened, and asked one more question, "So let's sing this?"
"Yes, but I have to ask for your cooperation."
"I can't sing."
"It doesn't matter to you. I'll be the oil seller. I'm a niche player in Peking Opera. You can be the oiran." Qi Yuncheng looked at the old man and smiled.
Yu Qian shook his head behind the table, "I can't come. How can I? I don't have the skills."
"You have no words."
"I don't know how to do anything."
"There is no drama. There is no drama if you drink too much. Just restrain yourself a little when you were drunk in Fenhewan. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."
Hahahahaha!
It was fun to bring up old things again, both on and off stage.
Roaring laughter.
Really classic.
Including Luan Yunping, who had packed up and put on her coat again, he was also curious about what kind of life Yuncheng was going to have with Uncle Yu.
"Don't mention it, okay?" Yu Qian waved his hand, "I can't come."
Not working hard, Qi Yuncheng felt worried. After thinking for a while, he suddenly noticed and continued to look at the uncle, "Well... didn't I just say that? I was in a daze, looking at the big incense burner, and you came to the big incense burner."
The angle was very strange. Yu Qian didn't expect it and asked the man, "Where did the incense burner come from?"
"I'm here listening to the first watch, second watch, and third watch in the Qiao Tower. Different songs are more different. The smoke from this incense burner makes me think about it. The incense burner you brought me just smokes along with it."
"Where am I going to smoke!!!"
"Smoking!!!" Suddenly, several spectators in the front row shouted loudly, which brought it to a critical point. It was impossible not to remember.
When they shouted, Qi Yuncheng was so beautiful that he said, "Look, you have forgotten your three major hobbies? Smoking, drinking, and perming your hair. You can light one and suck out the cigarette."
"Does this mean the incense burner?"
The more I talked about it, the fresher it became, and Yu Qian became more interested.
"Did you bring cigarettes?"
"I always carry it with me."
He took his hands out of his pants and a pack of cigarettes appeared on the stadium stage. The audience saw that everyone was getting more energetic.
There is no turning around, all eyes are focused on the actors.
"You say cross talk is so valuable in this life."
"What's wrong? You're drinking and smoking on stage."
"Hey, don't mention it." Yu Qian took it out, but he was a little unsure, "Is it really smoking?"
"Smoke." Qi Yuncheng said, "But I have to make it clear. You light up the cigarette as soon as I tell you to start. You are the incense burner. After singing in the middle of the night, you still have to wake up and put on a show."
"How to set up an airs?" Yu Qian opened the cigarette and took one out while talking. He didn't know how skillful his movements were.
I have been a smoker for many years.
"It's okay, you'll be able to do it then. But we can't sing, we have a band, can we call the band up?"
"good."
The audience applauded again, very welcome.
However, in the next second, only Zhou Jiuliang came up with a chair and three strings.
Yu Qian complained on the spot, "There is only one person in the band."
"How can I do this? This is my junior brother Zhou Jiuliang. Everyone knows him. The actor who is opening the show today wants to say hello to everyone."
Zhou Jiuliang was in business mode at the moment. After putting down his chair, he showed a bright smile and waved hello to the audience below.
It's impossible for the audience not to recognize it.
"Come on, sir, light your incense."
Yu Qian was embarrassed to smoke in front of so many people, so he held a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other.
Just light it up and take a puff.
The audience cheered and cheered. Indeed, after so many years of watching cross talk, this was the first time I saw an actor smoking on stage.
"The smoke is fragrant."
"Okay, please stop judging." Qi Yuncheng tried his best to suppress his smile and picked up the folding fan again, "Are you ready?"
"bring it on."
"start!!"
As soon as the folding fan opened, Qi Yuncheng stood up and silently walked a few steps towards the stage door.
When he left, Yu Qian smiled and held up the cigarette in his hand.
I don't know how unconventional the scene is.
I kept wanting to laugh while watching it.
The smell of cigarette smoke was too strong. When Qi Yuncheng came back, he fanned himself with a fan before singing, "Listen to the sound of Qiao Tower banging~"
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The oiran is drunk and on her gums~
Just like Concubine Yang, lying drunk on the dragon bed~~"
Qi Yuncheng sang a section with a steady show of effort, and Qi Yuncheng was in good spirits, and everyone noticed it.
"I have no choice but to wait upstairs~listen to the second watch of Qiaolou~"
After singing another sentence, Qi Yuncheng walked away and gave the uncle a look. Yu Qian understood. After all, it was the second watch and it was time for him to show off his incense burner.
Without saying anything, he put the cigarette into his mouth and took a few puffs. As he smoked, streams of white smoke came out of his mouth and floated on the stage.
After I finished smoking, I puffed my cheeks and vomited from side to side.
Just to show off the smoke of the incense burner.
The audience and the actors in the side curtains looked at it and wondered how much fun it was.
Deyunshe can handle any scene.
Qi Yuncheng sang again: "Two o'clock in the morning, two o'clock in the moonlight ~ the Eight Immortals table, four covered bowls and a pot of tea ~
A pot of warm tea is in your hand~
Not cold, not hot, not smacking teeth~
The teapot is pressed against the mouth of the cherry. The oiran wakes up and drinks tea~
I'm looking for convenience upstairs, it's three o'clock in the morning and the moon is setting in the west~~"
"Ouch, it's the third watch again?"
Yu Qian took the cigarette and hurriedly put it into his mouth and took a few puffs, letting the smoke come out quickly again, but this time he smoked too hard and too hard.
Halfway through, I suddenly coughed.
I couldn't bear the feeling of almost dying suddenly.
These people from the gym were laughing so hard.
With so many disciples of Deyun Society opening large venues, only Qi Yuncheng’s venue can be seen as fresh.
Qi Yuncheng saw this and took a fan over to look at the uncle. This couldn't be a show. Who could smoke hard without choking? Yu Qian waved his hand to express that it was okay and continued to straighten up and smoke to prevent the incense from breaking.
Very dedicated.
"At three o'clock in the morning, she becomes increasingly white, and the oiran is so drunk that she can't get up~
The head full of pearls rolled around on the bed, and I picked them up one by one and put them on the dressing table~
He stretched out his hand and pinched Hua Hua'er's wrist, and then asked the girl to explain in detail~
Oiran, why don’t you wake up~"
"??"
Yu Qian, who was holding a cigarette, was a little dazed. He realized that he was about to talk to him, but he didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a while, the smile on his face brightened.
The hand holding the cigarette waved flatteringly at Qi Yuncheng.
"Uncle, are you here to play?"
"Go to hell!!"
Hahahahaha!
I was caught off guard and the whole audience burst into laughter.
Every audience member's smile never fell off tonight.
It was truly the happiest night.
The ticket price for a large venue may be a bit more expensive, but Qi Yuncheng's work today was completely worth the ticket price, and even the transportation and gas expenses of some of the spectators who came from across the city were worth it.
Wu Zhuizi and Teacher Yu smoke, which is something you can see in ordinary places.