"Teacher Zhao, I heard a saying that the singing in the four classes of crosstalk refers specifically to the lyrics of Taiping. Is that true?"

Zhao Fenghua shook his head and sneered: "No, this is nonsense. Isn't singing singing? Isn't singing an opera singing? It's impossible that only the lyrics of Taiping are singing, right? So this statement is definitely wrong. The singing in the four subjects of crosstalk is very broad, and any artistic singing can be summarized here."

"So that's the case, what are the lyrics of Taiping?"

Zhao Fenghua replied: "The lyrics of Taiping are also a kind of folk art. They were quite popular in the old society, but later they were gradually eliminated. This is an art of eliminating. No one likes to listen to it, and no one sings it anymore. Now some people learn a few sentences from where they start to fool the audience on TV. Don't be fooled by everyone."

Yang Qin asked: "Teacher Liu, last time we were recording the show, we heard different opinions about the basic skills of crosstalk."

Liu Weidong laughed: "Are you rap the lyrics of Taiping?"

Yang Qin nodded and smiled, "That's right, that's it."

Liu Weidong shook his head and smiled, "I have been talking about crosstalk for so many years, and I have never heard of this theory. In the past, the old man could sing the lyrics of Taiping, but the old man knew more and more, and it was not just this kind of thing. It would be unreasonable to say that the lyrics of Taiping are the singing of the four subjects of crosstalk."

Yang Qin is also a person who is not interested in watching the fun: "But I heard some crosstalk actors say that it is because no actors can sing the lyrics of Taiping now, so they changed the statement."

Liu Weidong said: "You only said half of your words."

Yang Qin asked in confusion: "Oh?"

Liu Weidong explained: "No one can sing the lyrics of Taiping now, but no one can say the lyrics of Daqin. Why? Because these things have been eliminated by the people by history. History is being exhibited and society is progressing. Elimination means that this kind of thing is no longer suitable for social exhibitions. It is not a good idea to talk about this kind of art that has been eliminated."

"There is also a well-recognized saying that those who learn to sing are singing operas and music. We will know it by understanding it with a normal mindset. Aren't these things sung? So, don't believe in those fooling people, let alone those who are sensational."

The half-day chat is being played in Zhang Kuoru's color TV at home. This time it was a show done by Liu Weidong, a big name in crosstalk.

First, he induced He Xiangdong to give a rebellious theory, and then he followed the trend to guide the big names in the crosstalk world to criticize and refute. They did the good and bad people. It was really clever. No wonder the ratings of this program were so high.

After the last half-day chat program was broadcast, there was still some response. The biggest one was the counterattack and suppression of the big names in the crosstalk world.

If He Xiangdong is already a big shot, then he can still fight with these people, but he is just an unknown person. His thin arms and legs cannot stand this, and he doesn't even have the opportunity or right to speak. Now the audience agrees with the views of the experts and big shots, and they also think that He Xiangdong is a sensational guy.

So this is why Master Hou San asked He Xiangdong to endure it first, because He Xiangdong is just a grasshopper now. Even if he may grow into a giant in the future, before he grows up, others can trample him to death, just like now.

So Mr. Hou is really disappointed with He Xiangdong this time. He did this so that he would not even think about going on TV in the future. Those people would not allow He Xiangdong to continue talking nonsense on TV again.

The TV station could no longer invite He Xiangdong, because He Xiangdong has not made the TV station rather risk offending so many crosstalk celebrities to hire his capital.

Mr. Hou San believes that He Xiangdong's life is over. Everyone else in the crosstalk world thinks so. I can only hope that this child can think more openly and realistically in the future. There may be hope.

After all, He Xiangdong's affairs did not cause any major trouble. After all, people said lightly, but after all, they were lightly. The audience just watched it as a funeral. At most, after cursing for a few words, they did their own business. As for He Xiangdong, who the hell is this?

However, in the crosstalk world, He Xiangdong's incident still caused some storm. Many big names joined forces to ban He Xiangdong and did not allow him to talk nonsense anymore. If He Xiangdong still wants to go on TV, it is more difficult than reaching the sky. Even if he is on the newspaper or broadcast, it is impossible.

In this era, artists without these channels can be said to be an absolute dead end. He Xiangdong is over, and this person is over.

Some people who were happy and sad, and who had some grudges against He Xiangdong were now celebrating in the hotel with gloating. They were so lively.

The seniors who are very optimistic about He Xiangdong, such as Mr. Zhang Baoku, Chu Cheng, Teacher Ma, and the Ma family, Chang and Hou family, all sigh deeply. The genius is over, and this is the loss of the crosstalk world.

It's sad and lamentable.

But they had no choice but to do anything. This is not the old society where the seniors in the industry have the final say. There are too many people in the crosstalk world like Liu Weidong. He Xiangdong was angry with the public and was even banned by the big names, so they had no choice.

It was already late at night, and He Xiangdongyi sat on the sand and watched the TV replay. The lights in the room were turned off. In the darkness, the light from the TV was a little dazzling. He turned the TV tone very little and could barely hear it.

Listening to the host Yang Qin and the big crosstalk, he didn't know why, but he was supposed to be angry, but there was no anger in his heart, only the disappointment and sadness that could not be concealed in his eyes.

Yan Family.

Yan Xiaohua was drunk and shaking open the door, walked in, and turned on the light, he saw his father still sitting on the sand. He said with his tongue: "Dad, you haven't sleep yet?"

Yan Liang ignored his son and just stared at the TV. The TV was playing the late-night replay of the half-day chat.

Yan Xiaohua tilted his head, watched TV in a daze, sighed with disdain on his face: "Dad, you still look at this. That nonsense boy is no longer able to do it. He can't even stay in the art troupe. He was driven out, hehe."

Yan Liang said in a cold tone: "You are so drunk because of this?"

Yan Xiaohua smiled embarrassedly: "Hehehe, I'm happy, everyone is very happy, Teacher Zhao is here, Gao Xing and Feng Tianqi are all there too."

Yan Liang's face was solemn, and he turned his head to look at his son, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Yan Xiaohua was startled by my own expression and became much more awake when he was drunk.

Yan Liang asked in a deep voice: "Do you really think He Xiangdong is over?"

Yan Xiaohua stammered: "No, no, no, no?"

Yan Liang's eyes sank a lot, his eyes narrowed, and his tone was heavy: "The golden scales are not something in the pond, but when they encounter wind and clouds, they will turn into dragons."

Yan Xiaohua's drunken eyes were completely awake and wide.
Chapter completed!