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Chapter one hundred and eighty-four fixed poems that cannot be fixed

On Saturday, at 5:30 pm, Zhang Yiyuan’s teahouse. Logically speaking, it is quite early to listen to crosstalk at this time, and generally there should be no one to attend.

However, today, at this moment, the teahouse, which should have been no one, was already full of audiences and valleys.

"Oh, why?"

"Because I'm your dad."

After the two young actors on the stage finished performing a traditional program "Lily Flower", they bowed and walked off the stage amid the audience's applause, and the host also walked onto the stage.

"Nine-headed crosstalk, performer - Liu La."

"Wow." With the host's words, the audience burst into earth-shaking cheers. On other occasions, this cheer was called trouble, but in the crosstalk industry, the voice expressed support.

In addition to the "swearing" sound, some viewers shouted to Liu La: "Come on, Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu, we will always support you!"

These fans are covered with stills from films that Liu La has acted on them, including the most popular "Crazy Stone" and the "Days Related to Youth" when they first debuted. They seem to be Liu La's fans, not crosstalk fans.

Under the cheers of the audience, Liu La slowly walked onto the stage and finally stood by the microphone: "Thank you, thank you everyone, student Liu La paid tribute to all the parents of food and clothing."

"Huh." The audience booed again. Some fans were wondering why they wanted to boo. After asking the people around them, they realized that it was not boo or cheering, so they quickly followed "Huh."

After the "huff" gradually subsided, Liu La continued: "Thank you, thank you for your support. I haven't stood on this stage for a while. I didn't expect that everyone would still be so proud of it. Liu La really couldn't repay you, so he could only put more effort into his skills and give more strength to make you happy and satisfied."

He paused: "You are here today. Today I'm talking about this stand-up call. You haven't heard it outside. This passage has been lost. Except for the actors of our Deyun Club, no one knows it at all. You can only listen to us. What kind of story is this passage? Listen to me and tell me slowly."

Liu La just looked straight: "It's difficult, it's mysterious, it's not right to me, it's not right to me, it's not right to me..." Speaking of this, Liu La slapped the table with a wake-up wooden "slap": "It's useless to lose my tongue."

What Liu Lagang said is called a final poem. Whether it is storytelling or stand-up comedy, you have to read this sentence and a half before starting. The purpose is to tell the audience that I will start talking about this show. From now on, please don’t chat privately below, stop talking anymore, and it’s time to see me.

However, what Liu La did not expect was that today's audience was so enthusiastic that his finale poem did not work. Instead, he beat the wooden board and the audience became active.

"Okay, OK, well said, let's have another one!"

"Sir, Mr. Liu, let's go one more!"

"One more, I said it's a little longer this time!"

Countless audiences shouted at Liu La.

Liu La had no choice but to do anything to them, so he had to follow the public opinion and read another song:

"The general was born brave and courageous,

The autumn water goose feather knife with a waist.

The wind blows the drums and mountains and rivers,

The lightning flags are bright and the sun and the moon are high.

The original species of Qilin in the sky,

How can ants in the cave escape?

The day when Taiping Waiting for Return,

I have freed my battle robe with the general."

However, after reading this song Liu La, the audience was still dissatisfied and shouted loudly at him:

"One more song, Mr. Liu!"

"Didn't you say it's so long? Yours is too short!"

"I want it?" Liu La looked at the audience: "It's almost done. This is called a final poem. I read this to calm you down, but you rebel directly here! I didn't say two things, and it would make people laugh at me if I say too much."

"Not afraid."

"We are not afraid of others making jokes."

"One more!"

As soon as the audience started to rebel, Liu La really had no temper on them, so she sighed: "Oh, as long as you are not afraid of embarrassing, I will not be afraid. Then let's have another one. I heard that you have a long one, but we have agreed that this is the last one, and you won't take it and you will pay attention to it."

"Successfully, this one!" The audience agreed quickly.

After they finished speaking, Liu La read another song:

"The mountains of gold have been chasing shadows for thousands of years,

The clouds fly high and the water flows.

The jade belt floating in the Yangtze River,

A silver moon rolls the golden ball.

Three thousand miles from Hubei,

Near to the sixteen continents of Jiangnan.

The beautiful scenery is unobstructed for a while,

The fate of heaven has a sincere deed."

After finishing the recitation, before the audience could speak, Liu La said first: "Okay, that's it. We have to keep our word and don't cheat!"

"No? You didn't say that for a long time!" The audience continued to shout, but still refused.

But Liu La no longer cares about them this time. It’s not because of anything else, but because before coming, Liu La only memorized these three finale poems today. If there are too many, he will have no stock in his stomach, so he should show his timidity. He can’t recite the “Bright Moonlight in front of the Bed” on the stage. Liu La is not called Guo Dagang.

"Pa." After slapping Xingmu again, Liu La began to say the main text: "Before the show starts, I have to talk to you first. Today's form is called stand-up crosstalk. A friend asked, what is the difference between stand-up crosstalk and storytelling? I'll tell you this. There is no difference at all. It's just a joke and a serious one. This is difficult to distinguish. If we have to distinguish the difference, we can only say that our crosstalk actors are called stand-up crosstalk, and the storytelling actors are storytelling."

Seeing that Liu La started to speak the main text, the audience knew that he would not recite the final poem anymore, so they had to sit honestly and listen to Liu La's story. The audience could not have thought that Liu La actually didn't want to recite it anymore, but he didn't know it at all. He didn't memorize so much. If he continued to recite it, he had to follow the elementary school textbook.

Liu La: "The story we are telling today is in our Beijing. Some friends may have been to the Zhenwu Temple in Beijing. The god worshipped in the Zhenwu Temple is Zhenwu Emperor. The god Zhenwu Emperor is very powerful and has a history. It is said that one day, the Jade Emperor in the sky was eating dumplings, the Jade Emperor rolled the dough here, the Seven Fairies’ daughter chopped the filling, and the Queen Mother was peeling garlic next to it."

But at this moment, suddenly, the sky in the south shone with light, and the light shone. Where did the light come from? Liu Tianjun's mansion in the south.
Chapter completed!
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