Seeing Wu Yang a little unhappy, Zhou Qingqing also said to He Xiangdong with some dissatisfaction: "Look at you, you have made Xiao Yang unhappy. Crosstalk is not as bad as you said. I think it's good. Maybe I will go to crosstalk after graduating from college."

He Xiangdong rolled his eyes and sneered: "Okay, don't mess around. Don't mess with a beautiful girl. Those who speak crosstalk must have the same kind of despicable virtue."

He Xiangdong pointed out Wu Jin. Wu Jin is actually pretty good, ordinary and not ugly. He is a passerby. Basically, he can't remember his appearance after seeing it.

When Wu Jin heard that he looked ugly, he was not happy and pointed at He Xiangdong and said, "You can't see anywhere."

He Xiangdong's slightly fat and honest face showed a clever smile, which was very funny.

In fact, it is not just crosstalk. As long as you do comedy, there are no ones that are particularly good-looking. Those who are too good-looking are really not suitable for this. Few people who are particularly good-looking can become famous.

In yi956, the crosstalk industry held a symposium. At that time, Mr. Zhang Shouchen was specially invited. Someone asked Mr. Zhang if a woman could be a crosstalk actor. Mr. Zhang said that it was not possible. He said that women would look stupid when they talked about crosstalk and made them look stupid and the audience would not like to watch it.

In fact, there have been female crosstalk actors in the crosstalk world, but very few of them have become famous and almost no one has become famous. Let’s first point, every crosstalk is actually a character. Funny actors and supporting actors often show the characters. Some are very vulgar and vulgar, some are very stingy and greedy, and all kinds of people have them, but they are often not particularly positive characters.

The man uses it, and the audience laughs. If a woman makes the audience, the audience will think, "How come this girl looks like a crazy woman?", "How can this girl be like this?", "How can this girl say such things?"

Whether this is society's prejudice against women or protection for women, the audience does have such mentality and thoughts when watching women speak crosstalk, which will greatly affect your crosstalk performance.

By the same token, people who are too good-looking will have the same problems when expressing characters. In modern Western sitcoms, it is a bit better, and handsome guys and beautiful women can make a living.

A particularly down-to-earth comedy like crosstalk and duo, it won’t work. You ask Daniel Wu to learn Nicholas Zhao Si to see who was the first to be crazy.

It is not completely impossible for those who are good-looking to act like this kind of down-to-earth comedy. First, you have to ruin yourself and make the audience forget your good-looking appearance before you can succeed. This is a necessary prerequisite. Stephen Chow is handsome, but whoever watches his movies, all of them are so handsome and handsome, and they all say it is funny.

When a certain accidental moment suddenly saw his photo, he realized that he was so handsome. It sounds a bit sad, but as a comedy artist, you can only be tragic.

If you are like He Xiangdong, you don’t have to mess with yourself. Anyway, you can’t see anywhere. Instead, you are very eccentric. You are born with a comedy face that wants to laugh when you see it. This is pretty good.

Things were just like this. Wu Yang was in a bad mood in the afternoon. It was already evening when the rain stopped, and he did not come to that scene at night.

He Xiangdong just sighed silently. He was also doing good for this child. Studying well is really better than anything else. Even if you don’t study, don’t do crosstalk. This is his real idea.

At night, I don’t know if it was raining or something else, but there were not many people coming, so I just came and sat in a sparse manner.

No matter how few people are, they have to perform. No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. They have to eat. He Xiangdong and Wu Jin changed their clothes and went up. They laughed until midnight. He Xiangdong dragged his tired body back home. The dim street lights stretched out his back. When he got home, his shoes were wet.

Time passed just a little while. In a blink of an eye, He Xiangdong had been talking about crosstalk in the teahouse for more than a month. It was mid-August, and the weather was still so hot, which was really unbearable.

That afternoon, Fang Wenqi also came to the teahouse to listen to crosstalk. Since He Xiangdong officially started his tutor, he has ignored the child. He has only listened to him twice in the past month. This is the third time.

Old Zhou also knew Fang Wenqi and knew that this was He Xiangdong's master. Before he could greet him, his daughter Zhou Qingqing carried her freshly cooked herbal tea and poured a full pot to deliver it to the house. She also sent a lot of pastries and snacks. She also sent half an iced watermelon and helped cut it. In order to facilitate Fang Wenqi's food, the daughter also peeled half of the watermelon skin.

Lao Zhou was both heartbroken and sad, and this daughter had never treated her so well.

Zhou Qingqing was beside Fang Wenqi, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of Fang Wenqi, and said with a smile: "Master, this is the herbal tea cooked in our store. It can remove fire and remove dampness. You can try it."

Fang Wenqi took the tea and looked at Zhou Qingqing's eyes deeply. The folds on her face were all smiling and said, "Okay, good boy, whoever can marry you would be a blessing for three lifetimes."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingqing was even more happy and served Fang Wenqi even harder: "Come on, Master, try this hibiscus cake, oh, and persimmon cake, which are all bites by the elderly. By the way, the jujube cake is also good. This is made by my mother, you can try it."

Fang Wenqi looked at the pile of things on the table, smiled, and said, "Oh, actually, the one I loved melon seeds the most when I was young was that I couldn't get the shell open when I was old."

"I'll help you peel it." Zhou Qingqing volunteered to take the melon seeds from the small plate, peeled it up, put it in another small plate, and prepared to save it into a pile and then give it to Fang Wenqi for food.

"Oh." Comrade Zhou covered his heart, screaming in pain, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Seeing that Zhou Qingqing was taking care of his master, He Xiangdong didn't care so much. After changing his clothes, he performed on stage with Wu Jin. The effect was also good. He had a small accident until the evening.

A few young people who were so angry came to the teahouse. I don’t know if my wife ran away with someone or had taken guns or medicine. When I entered the door, I shouted: “What are these two people doing? They are dressed like the ones in the zombie film.”

The scene was silent in an instant, and the audience was afraid of trouble, and no one dared to make a sound.

He Xiangdong was not panicked when he suddenly encountered someone who came to ruin the scene. He had seen many things he had seen in wandering around with his master over the years. The most thrilling time was that he offended a local group in Chengdu. He and his master escaped overnight. He changed cars several times on the way before he ran out. Now this scene is nothing.

When he met someone who took the gun, Lao Zhou had to speak: "We are talking crosstalk here, it's two dollars, and it's almost over. I won't charge you. If you want to hear it, sit down."

The person who was leading the hot chicken feather roll didn't have a nice word in his mouth: "What kind of shabby thing is still charged for money, it looks like a dead person, and it's also crosstalk. What kind of crosstalk is? I've never heard of it. It's not for the dead, right? It's an artist like this, haha, who the fuck listens to crosstalk? This thing is long gone. Boss, if you want the teahouse business to get better, it's great to have a few rock singers."

Before he could finish his words, a teacup flew past him and almost hit him. He turned around and was furious.

"What did you say is dead?" Fang Wenqi stared at the man and asked coldly. At this moment, he was like an angry old lion king, and his whole body exploded, even Zhou Qingqing next to him was startled.

This is a person who has predicted that crosstalk will decline, but when it comes to the decline, the most unacceptable thing is this old artist who has loved crosstalk for the rest of his life.

"Old man, you're looking for death, are you?" Chicken Feather Roll rushed over and wanted to hit Fang Wenqi.

He Xiangdong could not let his master suffer a loss. He quickly ran over from the stage and fought with the people. He helped, those who were trying to fight, those who were running away, and those who were running away suddenly made a group of people.
Chapter completed!