The next day, He Xiangdong went to the Cultural Bureau to find Xu Sihai to fill in the information. Xu Sihai also asked him about Wu Xiao's situation and planned to make an appointment to visit him next time.

He Xiangdong looked at him with an extremely strange look, and agreed with a bit of anger. This person's hobbies are really weird.

From this day on, He Xiangdong began to prepare the book for the literary evening party. Fortunately, there were not many rules and regulations for this evening party, and the director would not care about the actors' performances, as long as he didn't do anything too much to go up.

This is also the first time He Xiangdong performed crosstalk at a regular party. In the past, the evening parties he attended were all private, and this kind of evening party was a more formal party hosted by the official.

As he himself said, what kind of crosstalk to say on what kind of occasion is the most basic quality that a crosstalk artist should possess, and he knows how he should say it.

He had a discussion with Mr. Xu about elegance and vulgarity. He said that crosstalk cannot be separated from vulgarity, and Mr. Xu also agreed with him. In fact, the vulgarity here refers to the vulgarity that can be appreciated and accepted by the people. The crosstalk cannot be full of vulgar things. It is okay to just taste it easily. If there are too many, the audience will also hate it. The scale here depends on the actors themselves to grasp it in their long-term performance practice.

Mr. Chang Lian'an, the founder of Chang's crosstalk, once said, "Let people remember beauty, don't make people regret it after having fun."

You must make the audience recognize you and appreciate you, and laugh, but you cannot regret it after laughing. Even if you still have a reminiscence when you think about it in the future, you will still have a knowing smile. This is a very high state and a very difficult state to reach.

He Xiangdong is amazing in the crosstalk world, and the ancestor is also very fond of food, but even he has not been able to fully reach this level. He can only achieve this in a very accidental and excellent condition.

The cultural evening party was held at the Baihua Grand Theater in the district. This theater was filled with thousands of people who could sit there because it was a condolence nature and there were no tickets sold. All of them were given away. All the tickets were given away.

He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai also officially joined the rehearsal. The format of this evening party is very different, like the Spring Festival Gala, including songs, dances, recitations, sketches, crosstalks, and Peking Opera. There are many language programs when rehearsing, with four sketches, but only two crosstalks. In addition to their pairs, there are also young crosstalk actors in the art troupe.

He Xiangdong didn't know them, nor was he interested in going up to say hello. The two of them came to say hello. When they learned that He Xiangdong was an idle folk artist, they shrugged and went back. Obviously they were not very interested, and He Xiangdong didn't care much.

The two of them were talking about serious party crosstalk in suits. Originally, the director wanted He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai to wear suits. After He Xiangdong fought to avoid letting go, the director had no choice but to agree to He Xiangdong and the others in their lab coats.

The crosstalk conference of the garden is still performing. He Xiangdong rehearsed in the theater in the afternoon and returned to the garden in the evening to perform, and he can still catch up with the venue.

Guo Qing was dragged back to the help of his master. He Xiangdong laughed and said that he would just quit his work in the art troupe and get up in the garden to say crosstalk.

Guo Qing smiled and didn't reply to the right words.

However, He Xiangdong also knew in his heart that it would be fine to ask others to come to the help. If someone quit his job and ran into the garden, it would be a bit difficult.

Public offices are a job as a job. Although Guo Qing is not doing well in the art troupe, he still has to go out to work often to earn a little more. If he really quit, he will be reluctant to let him go, and his family will definitely not agree.

Chen Yifang is now performing to the Wenshe Club every day, and the afternoon show is basically supported by the three of them. It is usually the beginning of Guo Qing sings a quick-pitched sentence first, and then Chen Yifang and Fan Wenquan say something is right. Fan Wenquan then personally says something is straight, and Chen Yifang and Guo Qing say something is right, and the three of them come to the group.

After the performance in the afternoon, the three of them were so tired that they almost broke up, but there was still a show tonight. Fortunately, the three of them had solid basic skills, otherwise they would have to be exhausted.

The basic skills in crosstalk are not only worthy of learning to sing these things, but also pronunciation of words. There are some special points in where the sound comes from. It is loud, but it is easy to get tired and thirsty, so you always have to drink water. After talking about it, the water in your stomach has begun to sway, and the more you say, your throat will be hoarse the next day.

There are also chest accents, which are even more tiring. The audience can’t hear them when they are far away, and they feel noisy when they are close. Moreover, this sound has a great damage to the actor’s body. It will be ruined after a few years. Maybe it is possible to say on stage that it is half vomiting blood.

The best way is the dantian sound. The audience can hear it even when they are far away, and they don’t feel noisy when they are close. Moreover, what the actors say is natural, making the work very easy. Therefore, when crosstalk actors who know how to speak, you touch his stomach and from the dantian to the throat, these pieces are hard.

In the old society, the Chang family's Lianxing Tea House also performed crosstalk conferences. Eight to ten crosstalk actors talked about it from noon to night, and they kept eating and drinking on the backwards.

On average, each person is a joke five times and is ready to play the show, hold up, speak stand-ups, sing lyrics of Taiping, sing Sprint, sing Sprint, sing fast-paced, and overusing the voice every day. If you don’t know how to pronounce words, it will be useless within two months.

After working hard for a long time, Chen Yifang took today's appearance fee and went back. He Xiangdong never defaulted on money. He sold the tickets today, and the cost of the actors he invited to the evening was paid to them.

Chen Yifang also took the subway home and took the bus. He came to Wenshe to tell Wenshe that crosstalk was not just for money, but because he loved crosstalk. Now he has nothing to do after retirement and is so idle. He has a place to say crosstalk, and he can still make money. What a great thing.

I was just a little tired, but it was okay. I was not old and I was strong. I could say that if I went in a few years, I would be unable to bear it.

It was past nine o'clock, and Chen Yifang arrived at the door of his home. The welfare room assigned by his unit was at the innermost part of the alley. The bus stop was at the entrance of the alley. He had just gotten off the bus and it was already summer. At night, many elderly people were enjoying the cool air and chatting in the alley.

There was nowhere at the entrance of the alley, and an old man was sitting shaking his palm-leaf fan. The dim street lights couldn't tell his appearance. Chen Yifang only knew that the old man had just moved here and was also an old Beijinger, so he was not familiar with the others. He just nodded and said hello when he met.

The old man also saw Chen Yifang, shook his palm-leaf fan, and said, "Are you back?"

Although he was a little far away, Chen Yifang still felt that the man's voice was like a sound in his ears. Every word was sent into his ears. He smiled and said, "Yes, I'm a little late to come back. The old man hasn't stopped yet?"

The old man smiled and said, "It's soon, it's soon."

Chen Yifang said: "Then I'll go back first."

The old man nodded: "Go."

Chen Yifang nodded and walked into the alley. The dim light stretched out his figure, and the old man who was sitting at the door looked a little lonely. To be continued.
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