Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
The old woman's beard and hair were all white. She was bent over, leaning on a cane with a faucet head, and wearing a loose white practice uniform. She moved step by step, with small steps and trembling, as if she would fall over in the wind.
Indeed, it was the first time that the Aixiao brothers interacted with Yang An, which was a surprise.
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
The drunk uncle appeared with a jar of wine. After drinking the strong wine, he drunkenly fought all the way to the middle of the Zhongyi Hall. In the end, he rolled to the ground due to the power of alcohol, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
Indeed, it was the first time that the Aixiao brothers interacted with Yang An, which was a surprise.
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
The old woman hurriedly avoided Yang An's hand, suddenly turned back, her face full of shock and anger, and got angry at Yang An.
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
Jin Dabao was helpless: "The third position is really not good. Brother Aixiao is actually lucky!"
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
Everyone gathered in a circle and folded their hands together: "One, two, three, come on!"
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
Indeed, it was the first time that the Aixiao brothers interacted with Yang An, which was a surprise.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
After saying that, he pinched his chin and grimaced in pain. He didn't even have a beard. This performance was so exaggerated that the audience leaned forward and laughed happily.
People in the room looked at her in surprise, and Tang Baoer quickly advised: "Ling'er, don't say that, it's best to keep your mentality. Since we are participating, we must do our best and have a clear conscience!"
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
The second interaction between Baoling and Yang An was quite interesting.
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
These three groups of people spoke with admiration, but in fact they were very depressed.
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
The old lady smiled and held up a display sign at her feet, which read "The wonderful show will begin soon." The audience applauded, cheerful music played, lights flashed on the stage, and the main actors of Kungfu officially appeared.
Yang An walked over, bent down to help him, and said, "I'll help you, I'll help you."
Zhen Ling suddenly made a shocking statement and whispered: "Sister Bao'er, to be honest, I kind of regret coming to this stage now."
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
Jin Dabao was helpless: "The third position is really not good. Brother Aixiao is actually lucky!"
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
These three groups of people spoke with admiration, but in fact they were very depressed.
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
Everyone gathered in a circle and folded their hands together: "One, two, three, come on!"
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
Strength is the last word. The Northeast Folk Art Troupe has been making waves in the world for decades. Their heritage is not in vain. From the first scene they took the stage, the audience began to laugh.
The inner door of the "Loyalty" hall opened, the lights shone, and a lay Taoist priest with gray hair and white beard appeared. The voiceover from the stage introduced: "Grandpa!"
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
The old woman's beard and hair were all white. She was bent over, leaning on a cane with a faucet head, and wearing a loose white practice uniform. She moved step by step, with small steps and trembling, as if she would fall over in the wind.
On the stage, Xiao Dongbei and Jin Dabao competed in super powers. Xiao Dongbei could knock someone down with a snap of his fingers, and chop down an enemy five meters away with a wave of his knife in the air.
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
Of course, the son of Mantis Boxing was defeated by the guest. The uncle who was practicing Drunken Boxing was full of jokes. He fell and injured himself before he even entered the battle. The guest won the victory without even firing a move, making the whole audience laugh.
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
Jin Dabao, who was ten meters away, raised his right hand high, pinched the air, made ouch sounds from his mouth, and directed his power towards the side of the stage.
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
Yang An was obviously stunned and yelled: "It's not about pinching the neck, I can also trim my beard!"
The fourth-ranked Kungfu crew obviously figured this out. Yang An was urgently called backstage before the curtain call. The crew leader Ji Weicheng said: "I want to change the scene on the spot and save the interaction with you for the next performance!"
On the stage, the red curtain slowly rises. This is a simple ancient room with grilled windows, a table with eight immortals, two rows of huanghuali chairs, and the word "loyalty" written on the horizontal plaque in the foyer. There are dummy wooden stakes and knives and sticks next to it. Weapons rack.
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
Yang An walked over, bent down to help him, and said, "I'll help you, I'll help you."
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
The fourth-ranked Kungfu crew obviously figured this out. Yang An was urgently called backstage before the curtain call. The crew leader Ji Weicheng said: "I want to change the scene on the spot and save the interaction with you for the next performance!"
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Jin Dabao became anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Yang An, that's wrong! I was pulling your beard, not strangling your neck!"
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
Jin Dabao became anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Yang An, that's wrong! I was pulling your beard, not strangling your neck!"
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
Let me go... The audience almost went crazy laughing. Is there such a special function? How did you rehearse it beforehand? Do you two want to be so funny
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
"You... you... you took advantage of me!"
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
Yang An was obviously stunned and yelled: "It's not about pinching the neck, I can also trim my beard!"
Jin Dabao was helpless: "The third position is really not good. Brother Aixiao is actually lucky!"
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Jin Dabao, who was ten meters away, raised his right hand high, pinched the air, made ouch sounds from his mouth, and directed his power towards the side of the stage.
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
Of course, the son of Mantis Boxing was defeated by the guest. The uncle who was practicing Drunken Boxing was full of jokes. He fell and injured himself before he even entered the battle. The guest won the victory without even firing a move, making the whole audience laugh.
People in the room looked at her in surprise, and Tang Baoer quickly advised: "Ling'er, don't say that, it's best to keep your mentality. Since we are participating, we must do our best and have a clear conscience!"
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
After saying that, he pinched his chin and grimaced in pain. He didn't even have a beard. This performance was so exaggerated that the audience leaned forward and laughed happily.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
After saying that, he pinched his chin and grimaced in pain. He didn't even have a beard. This performance was so exaggerated that the audience leaned forward and laughed happily.
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
The second interaction between Baoling and Yang An was quite interesting.
The old lady smiled and held up a display sign at her feet, which read "The wonderful show will begin soon." The audience applauded, cheerful music played, lights flashed on the stage, and the main actors of Kungfu officially appeared.
Xiaodongbei and Jin Dabao are worthy of being one of the top comedy teams in China. Their popularity cannot be denied. When the performance ended, the entire audience stood up and gave them applause. Jin Dabao is a person who loves to express himself. The audience interacted and attracted a lot of votes.
Ha ha ha ha…
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
The fourth-ranked Kungfu crew obviously figured this out. Yang An was urgently called backstage before the curtain call. The crew leader Ji Weicheng said: "I want to change the scene on the spot and save the interaction with you for the next performance!"
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
Zhen Ling suddenly made a shocking statement and whispered: "Sister Bao'er, to be honest, I kind of regret coming to this stage now."
This really wasn't his intention. This section was not part of the rehearsal for the previous show at all. How could he have known that something like this would happen
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Because there is little publicity about the Kungfu team in China, most bosses don't know their last names very well, but in the opera and entertainment circles, the Aixiao Brothers, Bao Ling, and Xiao Dongbei know better, and they are all talking about it in the rest area.
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Jin Dabao became anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Yang An, that's wrong! I was pulling your beard, not strangling your neck!"
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
Everyone gathered in a circle and folded their hands together: "One, two, three, come on!"
Jin Dabao, who was ten meters away, raised his right hand high, pinched the air, made ouch sounds from his mouth, and directed his power towards the side of the stage.
The old woman hurriedly avoided Yang An's hand, suddenly turned back, her face full of shock and anger, and got angry at Yang An.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Yang An walked over, bent down to help him, and said, "I'll help you, I'll help you."
The old lady smiled and held up a display sign at her feet, which read "The wonderful show will begin soon." The audience applauded, cheerful music played, lights flashed on the stage, and the main actors of Kungfu officially appeared.
"You... you... you took advantage of me!"
The drunk uncle appeared with a jar of wine. After drinking the strong wine, he drunkenly fought all the way to the middle of the Zhongyi Hall. In the end, he rolled to the ground due to the power of alcohol, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
Strength is the last word. The Northeast Folk Art Troupe has been making waves in the world for decades. Their heritage is not in vain. From the first scene they took the stage, the audience began to laugh.
Because there is little publicity about the Kungfu team in China, most bosses don't know their last names very well, but in the opera and entertainment circles, the Aixiao Brothers, Bao Ling, and Xiao Dongbei know better, and they are all talking about it in the rest area.
Ha ha ha ha…
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Because there is little publicity about the Kungfu team in China, most bosses don't know their last names very well, but in the opera and entertainment circles, the Aixiao Brothers, Bao Ling, and Xiao Dongbei know better, and they are all talking about it in the rest area.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
As he said this, he helped the old woman up the steps. Just as he let go, the old woman stumbled and almost fell. Yang An had no choice but to reach out and hold her butt.
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
The old lady looked Yang An up and down, and her tone became gentle: "Forget it, being touched by such a handsome young man proves that my charm is still there!"
These three groups of people spoke with admiration, but in fact they were very depressed.
These three groups of people spoke with admiration, but in fact they were very depressed.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
This really wasn't his intention. This section was not part of the rehearsal for the previous show at all. How could he have known that something like this would happen
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
Strength is the last word. The Northeast Folk Art Troupe has been making waves in the world for decades. Their heritage is not in vain. From the first scene they took the stage, the audience began to laugh.
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
Of course, the son of Mantis Boxing was defeated by the guest. The uncle who was practicing Drunken Boxing was full of jokes. He fell and injured himself before he even entered the battle. The guest won the victory without even firing a move, making the whole audience laugh.
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
Zhen Ling suddenly made a shocking statement and whispered: "Sister Bao'er, to be honest, I kind of regret coming to this stage now."
On the stage, the red curtain slowly rises. This is a simple ancient room with grilled windows, a table with eight immortals, two rows of huanghuali chairs, and the word "loyalty" written on the horizontal plaque in the foyer. There are dummy wooden stakes and knives and sticks next to it. Weapons rack.
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
The old lady smiled and held up a display sign at her feet, which read "The wonderful show will begin soon." The audience applauded, cheerful music played, lights flashed on the stage, and the main actors of Kungfu officially appeared.
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
Let me go... The audience almost went crazy laughing. Is there such a special function? How did you rehearse it beforehand? Do you two want to be so funny
People in the room looked at her in surprise, and Tang Baoer quickly advised: "Ling'er, don't say that, it's best to keep your mentality. Since we are participating, we must do our best and have a clear conscience!"
These three groups of people spoke with admiration, but in fact they were very depressed.
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
The inner door of the "Loyalty" hall opened, the lights shone, and a lay Taoist priest with gray hair and white beard appeared. The voiceover from the stage introduced: "Grandpa!"
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
On the stage, the red curtain slowly rises. This is a simple ancient room with grilled windows, a table with eight immortals, two rows of huanghuali chairs, and the word "loyalty" written on the horizontal plaque in the foyer. There are dummy wooden stakes and knives and sticks next to it. Weapons rack.
The old woman's beard and hair were all white. She was bent over, leaning on a cane with a faucet head, and wearing a loose white practice uniform. She moved step by step, with small steps and trembling, as if she would fall over in the wind.
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
At the end of the performance, the audience cheered and applauded.
Yang An was obviously stunned and yelled: "It's not about pinching the neck, I can also trim my beard!"
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
As the audience roared with laughter, he moved a few steps sideways. Fortunately, the searchlight moved to the other side and shone on a gray-haired old woman.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
People in the room looked at her in surprise, and Tang Baoer quickly advised: "Ling'er, don't say that, it's best to keep your mentality. Since we are participating, we must do our best and have a clear conscience!"
"You... you... you took advantage of me!"
Everyone gathered in a circle and folded their hands together: "One, two, three, come on!"
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Amidst the cheers of the audience, the daughter shyly planned to discuss with the guests, but was stopped by her alert parents. The grandfather stepped forward and motioned for the guests to stay and rest for the night, and the guests readily agreed.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
As the audience roared with laughter, he moved a few steps sideways. Fortunately, the searchlight moved to the other side and shone on a gray-haired old woman.
This really wasn't his intention. This section was not part of the rehearsal for the previous show at all. How could he have known that something like this would happen
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
The old woman's beard and hair were all white. She was bent over, leaning on a cane with a faucet head, and wearing a loose white practice uniform. She moved step by step, with small steps and trembling, as if she would fall over in the wind.
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Of course, the son of Mantis Boxing was defeated by the guest. The uncle who was practicing Drunken Boxing was full of jokes. He fell and injured himself before he even entered the battle. The guest won the victory without even firing a move, making the whole audience laugh.
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
Xiaodongbei and Jin Dabao are worthy of being one of the top comedy teams in China. Their popularity cannot be denied. When the performance ended, the entire audience stood up and gave them applause. Jin Dabao is a person who loves to express himself. The audience interacted and attracted a lot of votes.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
Xiaodongbei and Jin Dabao are worthy of being one of the top comedy teams in China. Their popularity cannot be denied. When the performance ended, the entire audience stood up and gave them applause. Jin Dabao is a person who loves to express himself. The audience interacted and attracted a lot of votes.
The second interaction between Baoling and Yang An was quite interesting.
Yang An walked over, bent down to help him, and said, "I'll help you, I'll help you."
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
As he said this, he helped the old woman up the steps. Just as he let go, the old woman stumbled and almost fell. Yang An had no choice but to reach out and hold her butt.
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
The old woman hurriedly avoided Yang An's hand, suddenly turned back, her face full of shock and anger, and got angry at Yang An.
"You... you... you took advantage of me!"
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
The old woman hurriedly avoided Yang An's hand, suddenly turned back, her face full of shock and anger, and got angry at Yang An.
The old woman hurriedly avoided Yang An's hand, suddenly turned back, her face full of shock and anger, and got angry at Yang An.
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
The old lady looked Yang An up and down, and her tone became gentle: "Forget it, being touched by such a handsome young man proves that my charm is still there!"
Jin Dabao, who was ten meters away, raised his right hand high, pinched the air, made ouch sounds from his mouth, and directed his power towards the side of the stage.
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
Because there is little publicity about the Kungfu team in China, most bosses don't know their last names very well, but in the opera and entertainment circles, the Aixiao Brothers, Bao Ling, and Xiao Dongbei know better, and they are all talking about it in the rest area.
Five minutes ago, he saw that Tang Baoer and Zhen Ling were also interacting with Yang An. Jin Dabao said angrily: "What a disaster! It seems that the six groups of contestants today probably want to go together, and they are all looking forward to interacting with Yang An. Please the audience and the jury! Beizi, are we going to interact with Yang An later?"
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
Yang An walked over, bent down to help him, and said, "I'll help you, I'll help you."
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
This really wasn't his intention. This section was not part of the rehearsal for the previous show at all. How could he have known that something like this would happen
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
The old lady looked Yang An up and down, and her tone became gentle: "Forget it, being touched by such a handsome young man proves that my charm is still there!"
At the end of the performance, the audience cheered and applauded.
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
Ha ha ha ha…
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
"It turns out it's them. The stage play of Chinese martial arts performance is so good now!"
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
At the end of the performance, the audience cheered and applauded.
Xiaodongbei and Jin Dabao are worthy of being one of the top comedy teams in China. Their popularity cannot be denied. When the performance ended, the entire audience stood up and gave them applause. Jin Dabao is a person who loves to express himself. The audience interacted and attracted a lot of votes.
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
The audience cheered, this sounds very high-end, world-class, sweeping across Europe, Broadway show, who is this
Jin Dabao became anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Yang An, that's wrong! I was pulling your beard, not strangling your neck!"
The old lady smiled and held up a display sign at her feet, which read "The wonderful show will begin soon." The audience applauded, cheerful music played, lights flashed on the stage, and the main actors of Kungfu officially appeared.
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
According to martial arts rules, the Kungfu family must go out to fight and compete with guests.
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
But after recording the show, they realized that things were not that simple. It was great to win first place, but it was really hard to win this little gold medal!
The drunk uncle appeared with a jar of wine. After drinking the strong wine, he drunkenly fought all the way to the middle of the Zhongyi Hall. In the end, he rolled to the ground due to the power of alcohol, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
Xiaodongbei and Jin Dabao are worthy of being one of the top comedy teams in China. Their popularity cannot be denied. When the performance ended, the entire audience stood up and gave them applause. Jin Dabao is a person who loves to express himself. The audience interacted and attracted a lot of votes.
The lights in the hall were turned off, and the searchlight shined in the direction of Yang An backstage.
The inner door of the "Loyalty" hall opened, the lights shone, and a lay Taoist priest with gray hair and white beard appeared. The voiceover from the stage introduced: "Grandpa!"
Yang An couldn't argue, couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only raise his hands in submission and leave quietly.
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
The old woman's beard and hair were all white. She was bent over, leaning on a cane with a faucet head, and wearing a loose white practice uniform. She moved step by step, with small steps and trembling, as if she would fall over in the wind.
The inner door of the "Loyalty" hall opened, the lights shone, and a lay Taoist priest with gray hair and white beard appeared. The voiceover from the stage introduced: "Grandpa!"
On the stage, Xiao Dongbei and Jin Dabao competed in super powers. Xiao Dongbei could knock someone down with a snap of his fingers, and chop down an enemy five meters away with a wave of his knife in the air.
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
According to martial arts rules, the Kungfu family must go out to fight and compete with guests.
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
"You... you... you took advantage of me!"
After saying that, he pinched his chin and grimaced in pain. He didn't even have a beard. This performance was so exaggerated that the audience leaned forward and laughed happily.
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
My mother was wearing a loose women's martial arts jacket, and she was very heroic. All her kung fu was in her legs, and her Twelve-Road Tan kicks were fengshengheji.
As the audience roared with laughter, he moved a few steps sideways. Fortunately, the searchlight moved to the other side and shone on a gray-haired old woman.
The audience clapped their hands vigorously and then booed Yang An. The voice of this old woman gave him away. She was obviously played by a young man, deliberately making fun of the guests!
Strength is the last word. The Northeast Folk Art Troupe has been making waves in the world for decades. Their heritage is not in vain. From the first scene they took the stage, the audience began to laugh.
The drunk uncle appeared with a jar of wine. After drinking the strong wine, he drunkenly fought all the way to the middle of the Zhongyi Hall. In the end, he rolled to the ground due to the power of alcohol, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
The fourth-ranked Kungfu crew obviously figured this out. Yang An was urgently called backstage before the curtain call. The crew leader Ji Weicheng said: "I want to change the scene on the spot and save the interaction with you for the next performance!"
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
Although grandpa looks old, he moves extremely quickly. With a few quick jumps, he reaches the center of the stage and performs a wonderful set of Tai Chi.
Ji Weicheng said: "Don't worry, this part is cut from the main play. We have performed it thousands of times. Okay, it's our turn."
Let me go... The audience almost went crazy laughing. Is there such a special function? How did you rehearse it beforehand? Do you two want to be so funny
Zhen Ling suddenly made a shocking statement and whispered: "Sister Bao'er, to be honest, I kind of regret coming to this stage now."
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
Although it took only a few minutes to perform at the beginning, the audience all stood up and applauded. They felt that it was so worth it!
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Yang An had no place to touch his butt, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."
Yang An was a little worried: "Uncle Ji, it is too dangerous to change the play on the spot. There is indeed a little more interaction, and the effect may not be very good, but it is better than a bad performance!"
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.
Xiao Dongbei also had a headache. The people in the team around him were waiting for him to make a decision. He finally said resolutely: "It's too late for us to change it now. Let's perform as originally planned!"
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
But if all the teams interact with Yang An next, it will be boring to the audience. If Xiao Dongbei, ranked third, still does this, some people may laugh and follow suit.
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
The skinny son is good at Mantis Boxing, and the beautiful and lovely daughter plays Wing Chun. The whole family made an appearance, and the martial arts performance wowed the audience!
Ha ha ha ha…
That's how recording and broadcasting programs are. It may take a long time to prepare backstage, but the audience is all quality people, so it's okay to wait a little longer.
Yang An suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his neck with both hands, and struggled to move around, as if he was really being choked by Jin Dabao.
Yang An returned to the stage. In order to wait for the Kungfu team behind the curtain to set up the scene, he started telling jokes to the audience to delay the time. Some words were destined to be cut anyway, but he could say whatever he wanted on the spot. He even deliberately teased the person who said it. His "exhausted" female fans made the girl blush with embarrassment, while other viewers applauded, hoping that Yang An's words would be more serious.
Jin Dabao was helpless: "The third position is really not good. Brother Aixiao is actually lucky!"
The biggest weakness of the Kungfu crew is that their shows take a long time to perform, 10-15 minutes, and they can only perform a small scene at most.
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Ling remembered the scene when Yang An came to visit a month ago. What a wonderful thing Yang An said at that time: "The top comedy team in China, PK, as long as you can win the championship, the Golden Man will be yours, and the reputation will be yours." It's yours, 100 million viewers across China will fall in love with you, and your status in the Chinese comedy industry will reach an unprecedented peak!"
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
That's it today. After the opening ceremony, Zhongyi Hall welcomed a mysterious guest, called Friendship by Force.
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
As the audience roared with laughter, he moved a few steps sideways. Fortunately, the searchlight moved to the other side and shone on a gray-haired old woman.
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
But the old lady had to climb several stairs. The first two stairs were a little short, so it was very difficult for the old lady to climb up. The last one seemed to have exhausted all her strength. No matter how hard she lifted her feet, she could not step on it.
According to martial arts rules, the Kungfu family must go out to fight and compete with guests.
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
Of course, the son of Mantis Boxing was defeated by the guest. The uncle who was practicing Drunken Boxing was full of jokes. He fell and injured himself before he even entered the battle. The guest won the victory without even firing a move, making the whole audience laugh.
Yang An instinctively took a step forward to help him, but stopped when he remembered that this might be a performance.
Zhen Ling nodded, tried hard to suppress her sudden negative emotions, and continued watching TV.
Then came the daughter. The beautiful little girl came on stage. Unexpectedly, the guest threw away his black-rimmed glasses, threw off his old-fashioned mushroom wig, and tore off his gray cloth shirt. He turned out to be a handsome young man with strong muscles!
Zhen Ling suddenly made a shocking statement and whispered: "Sister Bao'er, to be honest, I kind of regret coming to this stage now."
The audience burst into laughter, this was done out of kindness, Yang An actually touched the old lady’s butt, the taste was too strong!
The prepared prompts came from the monitoring earphones. Yang An returned to the official stage. He looked at the prompt card and said: "The following group of contestants are a world-class Chinese comedy team. Their works have swept several famous European drama awards. They are still... Doesn’t it sound awesome to reserve a Broadway theater for your own show? Please give me a round of applause!”
Because there is little publicity about the Kungfu team in China, most bosses don't know their last names very well, but in the opera and entertainment circles, the Aixiao Brothers, Bao Ling, and Xiao Dongbei know better, and they are all talking about it in the rest area.
"Comedian's show is awesome. Oh my gosh. I just want to say to the Comedian's organizing committee that you are so talented that you can even invite the world-renowned king of small theaters!"
Amidst the cheers of the audience, the daughter shyly planned to discuss with the guests, but was stopped by her alert parents. The grandfather stepped forward and motioned for the guests to stay and rest for the night, and the guests readily agreed.
The second interaction between Baoling and Yang An was quite interesting.
"Kungfu! It's definitely them!"
Everyone gathered in a circle and folded their hands together: "One, two, three, come on!"
Xiao Dongbei said seriously: "This is the first game, and I can smell the bloody smell of fighting! Brothers, if you don't want to lose, cheer up for me."
At the end of the performance, the audience cheered and applauded.
Yang An, who was on the side of the stage, also applauded. He felt that everything was too perfect. Comedy should be diverse. If happy comedians only blindly cater to the audience and make sketches, they might as well change the name to the Happy Sketch Competition.
This really wasn't his intention. This section was not part of the rehearsal for the previous show at all. How could he have known that something like this would happen
Yang An looked left and right, looked up and down, and muttered: "Why is it me again..."
Then came Dad, dressed in a boxing uniform, somersaulting all the way to the center of the stage, and performing a few northern-style long punches.