Before He Xiangdong could speak, he just stood on the stage and smiled at the audience with his hands together. Wang Miwei knew that this person's crosstalk was not much different.

Wang Miwei is a master of yi. He has seen more crosstalk artists and has gone to see them. He doesn’t need to listen to you. Just looking at how you look on stage, he will know how much you are worth.

At this time, Wang Miwei was also a little confused. He didn't expect that He Xiangdong's typhoon was so good. Without a good master, he wouldn't be able to teach such an apprentice. Could it be that he had other teachers who had not become disciples?

Wang Miwei was still sitting below confused, but He Xiangdong on the stage began to talk about crosstalk, talking about the eight classic traditional crosstalk changes, the program of Le Zihua. The so-called Le Zihua is to learn singing jokes and pay attention to Liu Fei.

He Xiangdong also made many changes to this joke. It was no longer the most primitive artists' career change. He also added some of the experiences of some artists' career change after the liberation of the Republic of China, and of course they also had inevitable singing.

After careful crosstalk, there are twelve subjects. He Xiangdong is undoubtedly Liu Huoer, and his precious voice can be said to be the top in the folk art world and even the opera world today. It is difficult to find someone who can match him.

The reason why He Xiangdong wanted to talk about the eight major changes in careers was that he actually had the intention of not showing his timidity in front of the master, and wanted to show his best face to the other party.

Looking at this, Wang Miwei was indeed shocked. He was shocked by He Xiangdong's high voice. This precious voice is simply amazing, and He Xiangdong knows a lot. In addition to singing well, the eight major changes should be done, and they also have to sing miscellaneously.

Traditional opera and folk art are not like pop songs. Popular songs are played tonight, and everyone can sing the next day. Even the simplest folk art, you can't even think about singing them out if you don't learn them for three or five years.

He Xiangdong didn't sing two kinds of yi. He became ruthless tonight and sang more than a dozen kinds of folk arts, including drums, opera, seasonal tunes, quick-bang writing, etc.

Moreover, He Xiangdong waved every type of thing perfectly. It is not enough to sing these things well with your voice alone. You also need to practice your skills every day. There are so many things that you can't get out of them for decades.

But this child can sing so perfectly, how old is this child?

Wang Miwei's eyes looked at He Xiangdong became more amazing. He was a rare talent. Not only was he a genius in stand-ups, but he also had such high attainments in counterparts.

Yes, he used attainment rather than talent. Now He Xiangdong can already take on the word attainment.

In fact, what Wang Miwei is most amazed at He Xiangdong is not his singing skills, but his speaking size and synopsis, crosstalk, and four subjects of crosstalk, saying that he is the first to be the first. This is the least easy to be seen by people. Who can't speak? He doesn't want to learn other things. If he sings, he can tell that his kung fu is coming.

"Speaking" is very subtle, but saying is the most skillful thing in crosstalk, and it is also the foundation for crosstalk actors to perform. Crosstalk is a language art, and it depends on speaking. Even if it is a program like the eight major change careers, it is still mainly speaking. He Xiangdong not only sings perfectly, but also speaks in a very deep manner.

This made Wang Miwei look at him with admiration. According to common sense, if the master is not good, then his disciple will have no great prospects. It is very important to meet a famous master. Without a sensible person on demand, even if you are the reincarnation of the ancestor, you will not be able to become a climate.

He asked He Xiangdong to report the inheritance of his three generations to the previous generations before, but no one had heard of it. In other words, he had never even appeared in this branch, nor even had a little name.

But with such a heritage, there was a genius like He Xiangdong. Stand-up crosstalk can be said to be Zhang Kuoru's credit, but what he said is so exciting, who taught me?

"Fang Wenqi?" Wang Miwei muttered his name again, his messy eyebrows frowned, and he thought carefully and repeatedly, but he still didn't remember that there was this person.

In fact, Fang Wenqi is not very famous in the crosstalk world. He is not well-known in the industry, whether in the old society or after liberation. Besides, he and his master were also under the disciple of a senior Shou who had changed their careers and had no close relationship with other peers.

Wang Miwei and their Yizhier are not familiar with each other, and it is very normal for him to have never heard of Fang Wenqi.

After thinking for a while, Wang Miwei smiled in confusion and shook his head. Maybe it was because he had unique skills but was not popular due to various real reasons. Or maybe it was because He Xiangdong had followed other artists to learn about art.

Wang Miwei couldn't figure out Qiqi, but he became more and more interested.

The evening performance ended, and Gu Baimo and Li Quanjiang went home directly. He Xiangdong did not introduce Wang Miwei to them, nor could he introduce it. He himself didn't know what the person was from.

Fan Wenquan said goodbye to Zhang Wenhai and Wang Miwei and went home. Before leaving, Zhang Wenhai still touched Wang Miwei again without giving up, but he was fooled again. He realized that he was almost home and almost fainted.

He Xiangdong and Wang Miwei were walking on the road. They were planning to take the bus back. They could take the bus to Zhangkuo Home and take the subway. They could take the subway quickly, but they still needed to transfer to the bus.

Beijing at around 9 o'clock had lost its noise during the day. The cold wind in late autumn gave people a special sense of quietness. It was a little cold but very comfortable. Chen Jun had been beaten back by He Xiangdong early. He said something to the old man, not wanting others to hear it.

The two of them were walking, but Wang Miwei spoke first: "Who did you learn your crosstalk?"

He Xiangdong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Wang Miwei to ask like this. Of course, he learned crosstalk from his master, otherwise who else could it be? Although he was confused, he still answered: "I learned from my master Fang Wenqi."

"Fang Wenqi." Wang Miwei thought about it again, and saw through the vicissitudes of life and there was an indescribable look in his eyes. He said, "If you have the opportunity to tell me the story of your master, I think this must be a strange person."

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "It's OK at any time. But can I know where you are?"

Wang Miwei raised his head, looked at the cold half-wind moon in the sky, and said, "Do you really want to know?"

He Xiangdong nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, you are definitely the first person in stand-up comedy, and you are definitely the master of yi. However, the crosstalk industry does not have the character you are at all. This is simply an incredible thing, so I am very curious."

Upon hearing this, Wang Miwei just smiled calmly: "I will tell you what you want to know, but I want to know if you are willing to inherit my mantle?"

To be continued.
Chapter completed!