Crosstalk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is set up under the stage Chapter 134 Pingshu is listening to art, and drum is watching thighs!
Chapter 134 Pingshu is listening to art, and drum is watching thighs!
The storytelling performance ends.
A group of people came down to the backstage.
Except for the actors who took part in the show.
Almost everyone in the backstage looked at Mr. Xian Jin Wensheng.
Guo Degang looked at his apprentice and said happily, "Yuncheng, is it unexpected? Your grandfather finally rushed over from Tianjing.
Just in time for your book."
Qi Yuncheng was speechless when he stood beside him and couldn't speak for a long time.
Because apart from the ceremony, I really don’t know what to do, but I’m also very nervous, not knowing how I am.
Jin Wenxun looked calm and looked at the child, and suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth.
"This book is OK, your master taught you."
After giving it a sentence, Qi Yuncheng heard the first thing he said was the Tianjing accent, but suddenly there was a bit of Shandong dialect behind it.
This is not surprising.
Because my husband's hometown is from Shandong, his family was in ruins, and by chance, he came to Tianjing and then slowly did these things.
And Qi Yuncheng agreed immediately at this time.
"Well! The passage that Master told me these days is just this small chapter today. I guess I can't say it a few times at my level."
"What's wrong? Don't want to say it anymore?" Jin Wensheng suddenly wondered, with a slightly surprised expression.
"No, I know my level and I still have to learn. I will say whether I can get on stage or not."
Jin Wensheng heard the child's words and smiled suddenly, "It's okay, this person is not arrogant or impatient. It's just that you lack the sharpness of your master, so you have to not let go of this mouth.
If you don’t let go of yourself and can suppress the situation, even if you have many people, you won’t dare to deal with you.
If the audience comes to listen to you, they will have to let you.
Of course, you still need to learn about this aspect. Although the scene is still good today, you have not come out in this state.
After all, in those days, libraries were actually quite chaotic.
If you don’t have a student, you will be a student for the rest of your life.”
I gave a simple evaluation. Qi Yuncheng, who had not studied storytelling seriously before, must be confused and didn't even understand what it means.
But after studying for half a month, plus the experience given by the system, he understood what the old man said, that is, he lacked the refreshing momentum of storytelling.
And the storyteller's own style.
But how could he find this thing in a short while?
However, the gentleman's evaluation made him know what was missing.
But as soon as he said that, the gentleman opened up his words because he loved storytelling and then subconsciously complained.
"The market is getting better now. Just when we were in the flower shop, there were a group of people in the audience who didn't know what to watch.
Just those men.
Putting flower baskets for storytellers is love for art.
But when I put flower baskets on drum actors, I came to see the white thighs under the cheongsam. Those old bks could tell what kind of virtue they were."
Old BK is the thing used by Tian Jing to curse people.
When the old man said this, the group of people were very happy because he still didn't spare much.
But I can't say it for a while.
Luan Yunping, who had not spoken, gently patted Qi Yuncheng's shoulder next to her, and there was no need to speak when she patted her.
He understood the meaning.
So he said immediately.
"Grandpa, then I'm going to perform now, and there are two more crosstalks today."
"Go, hurry up and don't delay it!! Let's go to the library later! There are not many people, but in fact, the most enjoyable thing about storytelling is that it is no more than a hundred.
You can try it in the future.”
“Hey!!”
Qi Yuncheng agreed and was about to turn around and go to the sidelines with Luan Yunping, after all, their special show.
But suddenly, Jin Wensheng suddenly stopped calling again and gave the child another suggestion.
"In the future, it is best not to stand up. Standing is to adapt to the form of the new era, but it is completely different.
Sitting while stumbled and anxious, it was easy to say something, but it was just a mouth and gesture, which belonged to the upper body.
What you stand involves hand, eyes, body and body, and you have to have a standing appearance, and even when changing characters, you need to have more things.
Don't do this when you first learn it, but you know some opera figures.
So even if you stand, you won’t see it.”
Qi Yuncheng, who was called back by the old man, was confused when he heard this, and his whole body was numb.
I have to say that the old man's eyes are too poisonous and he can see through them all at once.
So I honestly explained, "Teachers Yu Kuizhi and Li Shengsu took me before."
"That's right, go quickly."
"Hey!"
After agreeing again, Qi Yuncheng couldn't stop smiling. He didn't know why, but he might have discovered that Quyi really has this common point.
When he performed on the stage, he really didn't use it deliberately, and it was impossible to deliberately. He was still exploring the logic of the story before and after.
How could I still think about this?
But the body movements naturally revealed.
Of course, learning crosstalk will also learn character performances, but learning opera is really striving for excellence.
After all, opera pays more attention to this aspect than any industry.
And the more this happens, the more he feels that the Quyi industry is really too interesting.
You can use anything you learn.
But there was no delay.
He and Luan Yunping soon came to the side curtain and waited for a pair of actors, namely Shaobing, Xiao Si and the others to come down.
And the host reports behind the scenes.
So I went up and continued to perform the show.
It’s not about telling books, but about their crosstalk.
Once back to this, Qi Yuncheng felt much better, so he threw away his burden and made him feel very crisp.
At the same time, I also talked about my storytelling experience from time to time. Anyway, I really want to have fun. He really needs to learn now.
that's all.
Time passes by minute by minute.
After a few hours of lunch, after performing a few traditional jokes and receiving a lot of gifts, they almost entered their final curtain call.
If you leave the curtain call, the small theater is much simpler.
A group of people chat casually and then sing a small song is over.
No restraint.
The topic can also be made bigger.
However, Qi Yuncheng himself was a little selfish, that was, he just got off work honestly today and didn’t want to add more. After all, the teacher was in the backstage and wanted to see more and talk more.
So after another little song, it began to explain that today's program has been completed.
Then he was ready to bow and step down with a group of people.
But how could he have thought that today and that New Year's Day special show were the same as that day, because one or two girls actually appeared at the end.
Seeing them, Qi Yuncheng was really puzzled, good guy, this time, are they still buying tickets?
This luck!
He couldn't even rob his own, but they didn't even leave.