Seeing that the silent seniors were finally about to speak, the big names on the scene also calmed down, and their eyes were all blinking at the person they were about to speak.

That man is a relatively old among the Bao generation. He was also from the ground when he was young. Later, he joined the National Folk Art Troupe and was about to go to 80 until he retired. He is very old this year, and what he said in the industry is still very important.

The old man called Zhang Baoku. After Zhang Baoku sighed, he looked at everyone with turbid and tired eyes, and glanced over. The big names who were seen subconsciously stood up to make themselves look more energetic.

After reading the circle, the old man spoke. Although the old man is old, his voice is well protected, and he is not shy or hoarse. If he simply listens to the sound, he can't tell that he is so old.

Zhang Baoku said: "The people sitting here are the mainstays in our crosstalk, and they are all the big names that resounded throughout the world."

The old man said good things, and the weight of good things depends on who said it. Any passerby on the street said nothing like what the seniors in the industry said, even if they were like the ones they said.

What I listen to praise is not the words, but the person who praises you. The old man said this and smiled on everyone's faces.

Mr. Zhang Baoku’s tone changed: “But how many years can you work and how many years can you be the mainstay?”

When these words came out, everyone's expression became a little serious.

The old man continued: "For those who say crosstalk, age and experience are very precious treasures, but this is also the natural enemy of us crosstalk artists. When we are old, we really can't do it. Now I can't make it at all. And you can't do it in less than ten years."

"It's not a big problem for you to retreat. Who will take over? After you guys, there is no young man in the crosstalk industry who can take on the role. Not to mention taking on the role, there is not even a single wrist. When you guys reach my age, the old ones will be extremely moving. What should the boys behind do if you guys are?"

The old man's words are very sincere, and what he said is the biggest problem in the crosstalk world now. There is no one who can take the lead. There are no artists who have become famous and established after they are in their forties. Crosstalk is broken like this.

Everyone is the top celebrities in the industry. They have been famous for many years. Now they are old and want to do something for this industry, so they think more than yi-like crosstalk actors. What they worry about is the entire industry.

Zhang Baoku looked at everyone and said, "You don't have to fight, and there is nothing to fight for. The fight is all for the successor. They all want the younger generation to grow up as soon as possible, be the only one who can stand alone as soon as possible, make the audience like them as soon as possible, and pass on our crosstalk as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded. The two gangs were quarreling before, but the purpose was the same after the quarrels. They wanted young people to grow up as soon as possible and become famous as soon as possible, but the methods they thought were different.

Zhang Baoku said loudly: "The old saying goes, if you want to become famous, you must have the support of noble people with three points of strength and six points of luck. However, after becoming famous, whether your wrist can stand up or not depends on your three points of strength. Without this ability, no matter how many opportunities you are, you will not stand up."

"Cross talk is a craft. Craftsmen must rely on their ability to make a living. Those who can be praised will always be those who are truly capable. What's going on in the Spring Festival Gala now? Do you take your family to the Spring Festival Gala? Are these juniors' abilities in place? Can they hold their wrists up if they hold them up?"

Everyone was silent. Although the strength of those young juniors was pretty good, they were just pretty good. The industry is in a downturn and they can't stand their feet with their strength alone.

Those who previously agreed to join the Spring Festival Gala with their families stopped talking. Their original idea was to become famous first and then stand up, increase their exposure and popularity, and then slowly develop their ability.

In fact, there are also juniors in their own family who do this. They are thinking that if this model works, it will be a blessing for their children.

However, judging from what Mr. Zhang Baoku said, he seems to object to this.

Zhang Baoku paused, frowned, and his words became more serious: "The crosstalk industry is not prosperous now. We need young people to grow up as soon as possible, but the more difficult it is, the more we need truly capable juniors to stand out. As long as we can have such juniors, I, Zhang Baoku, are willing to use my yi to praise him."

After silence, Zhang Baoku said emotionally again: "Everyone, crosstalk has been passed down for seven or eight generations. I don't want crosstalk to be destroyed by our generation, otherwise we will not be able to face our ancestors even if we die."

Everyone's hearts were much heavier.

Chu Cheng stood up and said to Mr. Zhang Baoku: "Don't worry, old man, if you can't die of crosstalk, we won't let it die."

At this time, Takamotokawa also spoke: "Let them all come down, and they all say they are going to leave the Spring Festival Gala. Now it's going up? Whose child has the ability to break through it by himself."

He is the host of this conference, an official figure, and a current figure in the crosstalk world. His speech is also quite heavy.

After he finished speaking, he said to everyone: "Everyone has expressed his opinions. Now let's talk about how to deal with it. Please raise your hand if you agree to those who have taken down."

Except for Chu Cheng holding his hands high, no one else moved. The key is that this matter offended people. Everyone focused their attention on the seniors of the Bao generation.

Zhang Baoku looked at everyone's eyes, shook his head slightly, and raised his hand.

Then the three seniors of the Bao generation who sat next to him raised their hands.

Then there is Takamoto.

Seeing that these people agreed, the others raised their hands one after another.

Gao Benhedao: "Since everyone agrees, I will send them a letter tomorrow."

Everyone was smiling bitterly when they sat there, and those people were wasting their time.

Gao Benkawa probably saw that everyone was not in high spirits when he saw that he was sitting, and he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't plan to say something, but now it seems, hey, let's give you some excuses first."

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

Gao Benhe didn't keep it a secret and said directly: "In order to better explore and cultivate crosstalk talents, we are planning to do a crosstalk competition."

Everyone's eyes widened, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Gao Benhe raised his hand and said, "Don't do this. We just have this idea at the moment. We haven't started to prepare for the specific work. We haven't even told you about it yet. We just told you, don't spread it when you go out." To be continued.
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