After a performance, Jiang Yu and Jia Lin bowed to the audience, waiting for comments.

A goatee in a lab coat spoke first: "You don't look like crosstalk, but like a sketch."

"The negative energy value from Zhang Aiping, +55!"

Jiang Yu immediately knew that it was not good.

Jia Lin knew that this was also a senior, so she quickly explained: "We are a crosstalk drama."

"What kind of crosstalk drama is just a sketch. How many years have you been doing crosstalk? Are you worthy of tradition and your ancestors?"

Zhang Aiping's words became heavier and heavier, "Who are you teachers?"

Jia Lin was at a loss for a moment, "My teacher is Feng Gong."

Jiang Yu said: "I don't have a teacher."

"That's a wild path," Zhang Aiping sneered.

Jiang Yu patiently explained: "Teacher, I think a program is first and foremost funny. To bring happiness to the audience, we have made some innovations in form, mainly to make it funny."

"Yes, this show is quite funny," another judge said.

"No matter how funny it is, you are not crosstalk. Crosstalk is a traditional culture passed down by our ancestors. You can't lose traditions just for fun," Zhang Aiping became even more angry when he saw that Jiang Yu dared to refute.

He sacrificed the banner of "passed down by ancestors" and instantly stood at the commanding heights of morality.

"The negative energy value from Zhang Aiping, +65!"

"Yes, his work neither promotes our traditional culture nor criticizes social reality. It is just to be funny. What is its social significance? Is this really a program that our society needs?"

"Crossing talk is a traditional art. You can't lose your artistic quality or tradition just for the sake of being funny!"

Several other judges also spoke out.

"I think the purpose of audience listening to crosstalk is for joy. When we say crosstalk, we must bring happiness to the audience. Is it a tradition? Doesn't the audience care about this?"

Hou Yaowen spoke and protected him for a few words, with a look of disdain.

Although Zhang Aiping was resentful, he did not dare to say anything again.

This is called prestige.

When Jiang Kun saw the scene quiet, he smiled and said, "Crossing Talk is the art of humor. Losing humor in crosstalk means losing life. This... work, crosstalk drama, is very modern. The reason why it makes us funny is because it is very novel in form and the content is close to our lives, making people feel reasonable and unexpected."

"Of course, as seniors, I still hope that when you create in the future, you should pay attention to ideological and criticality, and retain the traditional art form of crosstalk. This is also the love that predecessors have for you."

Now, this is called listening to your words, like listening to another word.

It seems that I have said everything, but it seems that I have said nothing.

No wonder I was able to become the chairman of the Folk Art Association later.

Jia Lin nodded frequently and was very grateful.

It doesn't matter to Jiang Yu. He didn't plan to say crosstalk and didn't care at all.

In the final score, Zhang Aiping gave the lowest score of 9 points without any surprise.

As for Hou Yaowen, he directly gave the highest score of 10 points.

This man is really a natural person.

In Tianjin dialect, it is called "dog" (commendation), with a big temper and naughty.

In Lao Guo's words, my father died early and no one can control me.

Why don’t you dare to accept Guo Degang as your disciple?

As for the other judges' scores, they are within the normal range.

Finally, the score is counted, the highest score and the lowest score are removed, and the average score is 9.64 points.

This score is not low, and it should be no problem to enter the finals. The two bowed and stepped down.

Jia Lin was still nervous, feeling a little sorry for the ancestors with her sheep head hanging from crosstalk and dog meat selling sketches.

Jiang Yu was so open-minded that whether it was crosstalk or sketches, they all made the audience happy. Is there any difference?

Which audience listens to crosstalk to learn traditional culture?

Peking Opera is always in a state of tradition and is almost cold.

There is more than Jiang Yu to understand.

Huang Xiao, the director of "Cross Talk Competition", is very clear about this. He makes the show for the ratings and the sponsorship fees of advertisers. Who cares about whether you are traditional?

So not long after stepping down, the two of them collected their things and prepared to retreat, and saw the director strolling over.

"Did you create this work yourself?"

Jiang Yu nodded, "At least, you can't find a third original creator except for the two of us."

"That's good," Huang Xiao was very happy. "On the day of the finals, it will be broadcast on CCTV. You must prepare well when you go back."

"I got it, thank you director."

With this sentence, the two of them felt relieved.

...

It was already late at night when I came back from CCTV.

Jiang Yu woke up Uncle Qin, and the Uncle opened the door cursingly, "It's you kid again, let me catch me again, you sue your counselor!"

Although this old man is unforgivable, he is very kind and opens the door for Jiang Yu every time.

When she returned to the dormitory, Xiao Bing pulled Zhang Wei and didn't know what she was saying. When she saw Jiang Yu coming in, she jumped up immediately, "Boss, do you know Yang Mi's birthday tomorrow?"

"Well, I know," Jiang Yu nodded, "She sent me a text message."

"Have she sent you a text message?" Xiao Bing felt a little sad in his heart, "She holds a birthday party on KTV tomorrow, will you go?"

"Go, definitely go."

"The negative energy value from Xiao Bing, +15!"

Jiang Yu was so strange that he looked up at him, "Do you like her?"

"No, don't talk nonsense, how could I like her!" Xiao Bing's expression had betrayed him.

Jiang Yu smiled slightly, too lazy to expose it, so he took the basin and towel to wash.

When he came back, Xiao Bing talked about giving birthday gifts again, "Jiang Yu, what are you planning to give to her?"

Jiang Yu was stunned, "Why should I give her a gift?"

"Don't you give gifts for her birthday?"

Jiang Yu paused, "If you want to give it, please give me one too."

"I didn't think about what to give."

"Give shoes," Zhang Wei said: "Girls like to buy shoes."

"I don't know how big she wears."

"Then give socks," Zhang Wei continued to give advice.

Jiang Yu nodded, "This is good. When she gets worn out, you can ask her to return it to you again, the original flavor."

"The positive energy value from Xiao Bing, +25!"

Damn it!

Jiang Yu looked up at him in surprise, brother, your hobby made the labor and capital a little panicked.

"It's too cheap to give socks, so how can I give socks to girls?" Xiao Bing finally stopped and his mind was still clear.

Jiang Yu felt that it was necessary to educate this innocent little boy.

You and the big secret will not have any results!

"Give me a lipstick and buy a better one," said Jiang Yu.

Xiao Bing was about to nod, but thought this idea was good.

I heard Jiang Yu continue, "In this way, you can still feel involved when she kisses the male god."

Xiao Bing: "???"

I gave her lipstick just to make her kiss with others and I can still feel involved?

Xiao Bing glanced at Jiang Yu with resentment.
Chapter completed!