Everyone laughed again, and many women shouted: "We brought our husbands here, but we still have to look at the men!"
Seeing this, Zhao Wu said with a distressed look on his face: "You guys, where are your tutors! You... are embarrassing our guys! I'm not bragging, don't think I'm a bad person, but at home, I stand upright. , Tell the truth! I said eat! My wife immediately ran to cook. I said get dressed! "
"What!" a female voice suddenly sounded!
Then a woman walked out from the backstage, and Zhao Wu shouted: "Greetings to the empress!"
Then Zhao Wu knelt down...
Everyone immediately burst into laughter...
"Master, is this a two-person spin? Why can't two people spin? I thought the two people were stuck together, like propellers, and they were going up to the sky." Hong Boy was sitting next to Fang Zheng, eating melon seeds and drinking He asked casually while sipping his soda.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "A brain is a good thing, why can't you make it longer?"
Honghai'er said aggrievedly: "Is that what I think..."
"Master, what exactly is a two-person turn?" Squirrel squatted obediently on Fang Zheng's shoulders and asked.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Er-renzhuan can be divided into ancient and modern times. In the past, Er-renzhuan was also called Xiaoyangge, Double Wanyi, Bengbeng, Guokou, Double Bianqu, Fengliu, Spring Song, Banban Opera, Northeastern Opera, etc. Local operas, etc. There are single performers, two performers, and multi-person performers, but now most of them are male and female partners, two people sing, so everyone prefers to call it duet.
Errenzhuan is a local opera born and raised in Northeast China. However, Errenzhuan is not as single as other operas. It is stuck within the framework and cannot escape. The earliest form of Errenzhuan was a small Yangko dance, jumping up and down for fun. So everyone also calls it Bengbeng. Later, the two merged into Hebei's Lian Hua Luo and turned into a show where they dance, sing and talk at the same time. There is a saying that goes well with the two-person dance: Yangko as the base and lotus flowers as the border.
But this is not over yet. Errenzhuan is not static. After so many years of development, Errenzhuan has been changing. As society's preferences changed, he successively borrowed from folk songs, Liuqiang, Fengyang Huagu, Hebei Bangzi, Pingju Opera, Jingdong drums and many other things, learning from each other's strong points and complementing his weaknesses. While ensuring that his main body frame remained unchanged, he almost transformed the Chinese All kinds of local dramas are mixed together.
Crosstalk is about learning to sing, and Errenzhuan actors must not only learn to sing, speak, act, and dance, but also have a unique skill that they can master. Call it four skills and one unique skill! This skill includes: handkerchief, fan, big board, jade board and other "special skills". However, the competition is now fierce, and old skills alone are no longer enough, so they are studying various unique skills, such as jujitsu, three-meter somersaults, air splits, etc... in order to attract more audiences. Therefore, it is difficult to be a good duo actor...
Of course, since the two became full-time students, they learned everything and played everything, so they were not good at everything. Those who learn to sing and talk are not as good as real cross talk masters; their singing is not as good as that of professional singers; their unique skills are not as good as those who practice acrobatics. However, they are better than all-rounders. They have everything, and there is always one you like. "
"Master, since these two are so good at each other, why don't you let us see what you do?" Hong Boyer asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "These things that I know were all told to me by Tan Juguo's benefactor. However, I can't figure out why the Errenzhuan I saw has nothing to do with these... Fortunately, Zhao Wu’s performance today was quite interesting.”
Hong Hai'er suddenly realized: "It turns out that Master was once bitten by a snake and was afraid of well ropes for ten years. Master, what on earth did you read before that made you have such a big prejudice against Errenzhuan and not come to see it."
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head. What could he say? Do we need to tell them that at that time, the two of them sang about sex, with a lot of breasts and butts? I originally planned to take this opportunity to teach a few little guys, but looking at Zhao Wu's behavior, it seemed that he didn't intend to step on the wrong side of the road, so Fang Zheng's plan was ruined. But it’s not bad to hear a good show, so let’s treat it as a collective welfare show.
At this moment, there was a sound of car motors, and then tractors and other large vehicles drove over. A large group of people jumped out, and it turned out that they were all from nearby villages. There were also people who came in small cars, and everyone was very happy.
Fang Zheng had long been used to this kind of scene. The villagers in Shiliba Village didn't have much entertainment activities. If there was any activity in any village, they would rush there in groups. Fang Zheng had traveled more than ten miles before, just to watch a movie. However, I didn't expect that a two-person show could attract so many people to watch the fun.
Yang Hua didn't stop it. This kind of show is more lively when there are more people. The purpose of this kind of show is to be lively. Naturally, the more people, the better.
A large group of people also brought their own benches. Although the prime spot was gone, they still found places to squeeze in around...
In an instant, the school playground was overcrowded.
Seeing so many people coming, Zhao Wu got excited and immediately said: "Next, let's have a big show for everyone! Romance of the West Chamber!"
Just as Fang Zheng was about to shout hello, he heard boos from all around behind him.
"Zhao Wu, that's such an old drama, stop acting, it's boring!" someone shouted at the top of his lungs.
"That's right, Zhao Wu, get some useful stuff. What's so good about this thing? You're crying..."
"Yes, yes, Zhao Wu, let's play Tang Monk Journey to the West or something, that would be interesting!"
"Ha ha… "
When Zhao Wu heard the objections from the audience, the smile on his face became a little stiff, and he quickly said: "Okay, if you don't want to watch The West Chamber, let's change it. How about we just sing a little New Year's greeting? Happy and happy."
"Zhao Wu, please stop doing these old things. The Jin Family Class is so prosperous now. You should learn from others! If you continue to do the same old thing, you will have no business in the future."
"Zhao Wu, if you act like an old man, we will leave."
"I won't invite you again!"
When Zhao Wu heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He supported his family and his team by singing, and what he feared most was someone taking the lead! If he is really led into a trap and loses business in the future, then his acting career will be over. After all, this is where he is famous. If he goes far away, no one will know him.
Fang Zheng glanced at the people who were talking. They were all from nearby villages, but these people were all replicas of Song Ergou. They were almost all social bastards, second-rate people, and owners who were not doing their jobs properly. These guys were shirtless and tattooed, and what they shouted was clearly targeted. It seems that they are not just here to listen to the show, but more like making trouble. But Fang Zheng didn't say anything and just watched from the side. He wanted to see what these guys wanted to do!
PS: Fortunately, the mission has been fulfilled. Today’s third update was corrected before 12 o’clock. My little one seems to be suffering from hand, foot and mouth disease, which is very torturous... I have to go to the city hospital early tomorrow to register, hehe... The update time is not sure, but there will definitely be three updates. If you stay up late tonight and can write tomorrow's manuscript, then update it as normal. Otherwise, it won't be updated at what time. Don't blame me.
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