Vice President of Deyun, starting from withdrawing from the mainstream

On New Year’s Eve in 1994, on the dining car of a certain passenger train for the Spring Festival Gala sketch, a former cross talk actor and a cross talk actor said: “It’s obvious that cross talk can’t do a sketch now!”

During the ridicule, the status of the two comedy modes was completely reversed, and the skit has since taken over the cross talk and raised the banner of language programs.

2003: A little black fat man from Jindu moved the performance venue of Shuosheng to Tianqiao, and the "Kyoto Crosstalk Conference" was officially renamed "Deyun Club", but the business was still very light.

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that old man Ma Sanyu also passed away in February this year. He was reborn for the first time, and finally he didn't see the master's demeanor on the stage with his own eyes. It's really a pity, a pity."

In a small fly shop in Kyoto, Chen Huanyu was casually browsing through a few newspapers from this year, when he happened to find a report on Ma Ye, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart.

"Young man, what do you want to eat?"

"My sister has three twice-cooked pork rice bowls for ten yuan!"

"Hey, okay, I'll charge you 30 yuan!"

After the aunt in the small restaurant greeted her, she opened the three boxes of rice quickly with her hands and feet, scooped up a spoon full of twice-cooked pork in the tray, and then gently shook the meat slices to roll off.

By the time the aunt poured it on the three boxes of rice, there were only three spoonfuls of green peppers left.

The corners of Chen Huanyu's mouth twitched, wishing he could take back what he said just now, the yelling at her sister is really disgusting, even this cooking skill can sue the court for fraud!

Reluctantly carrying the lunch box, Chen Huanyu turned and walked out of the restaurant, and returned to the teahouse not far away.

The scale of this teahouse is not large, that is, there is room for twenty or thirty tables. At this time, there are about seven or eight customers eating melon seeds and drinking tea.

As for Chen Huanyu, of course he didn't come to drink tea for entertainment. He walked around the crowd with a box of lunch, and came to the small stage about three square meters in front.

In a dark corner, there are two people sitting and chatting, a fat one and a thin one. The thin one is in his 20s with a standard build and looks very honest, his name is Chang Yuan.

As for the fat man next to him, he was named Sun Yue. He had full elephant legs, a bucket waist, a huge belly, and his chin was three layers above his chest. It was almost impossible to find where his neck was.

Both Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan were of quite normal body type. Now that Yi and Fatty Sun were in the same frame, the two of them looked like refugees from Yikelan who had been hungry for three days.

"Hey! The meal is finally here. It's rare for you to treat me. What hard food do you want today, Chen Huanyu?" Fatty Sun laughed after seeing the person coming.

Chen Huanyu shrugged and said, "I don't have much money for hard dishes. Twice-cooked pork and rice are just enough to eat. Hurry up and have a performance later."

"Come on, it's not too bad to do it!" Chang Yuan took a box of lunch with a smile.

And Fatty Sun was naturally not polite, grabbed the chopsticks and opened the last box of lunch, and then... fell into wordless contemplation:

"what is this?"

"Your box lunch, twice-cooked pork rice."

Chen Huanyu quickly picked up his lunch box, and spoke in the usual tone.

"Isn't this tm a box of green pepper rice? Twice-cooked pork! Where's the meat???" Sun Yue opened his eyes wide, and almost took a magnifying glass to look for it, that is, he found two sporadic minced meat at the bottom of the box.

"It's back in the pot." Chen Huanyu shrugged.

Chang Yuan was also staring at the lunch box in a daze, and almost choked to death on his own saliva.

Sun Yue: "...Good guy, anyway, it's the first time I've heard that this time the pot of meat is all the meat has been returned to the pot."

Chen Huanyu said solemnly: "Okay, okay, fat man, your body weighs two catties heavier than the elephants in your zoo, and you can float up by yourself in the Yongding River, and you have your own swimming rings. If you eat a little, you can't lose weight."

"What kind of meat do you need for a ten-dollar box lunch? Just some shredded or minced pork."

"It's just for your health. Eat less meat and fish. Green peppers are good. They look green and healthy." Chang Yuan also echoed in agreement.

"Anyway, these onions and green peppers are fart and easy to diarrhea, and you two will be careful when you come to the stage to talk about cross talk." Sun Yue complained, but he still ate the box lunch with the minced meat.

Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan are fresh graduates from the Kyoto Film Academy, so they don't have to worry about time, while he can only rush to the teahouse to perform after finishing his job at the zoo.

There is a performance in the teahouse from Monday to Friday, a total of five crosstalks, three people cheering each other up and performing in turns, the treatment is only 100 yuan per person, and the meal expenses and round-trip travel expenses are paid out of their own pockets.

It is basically impossible to make any money by going back and forth, and the three of them are not the ones who are willing to ask for money, so they are not particularly rich.

This kind of boxed lunch is not very delicious, but for the three of Chen Huanyu who haven't had much food yet, it is already a very decent dinner.

The three of them were sitting at the corner of the table cooking, but not far away, a horse-faced man in his 50s had pretended to be a customer and had been silently watching the three of them for a long time.

Hearing what Sun Yue said all the time, he finally couldn't hold back a long sigh, walked up to the three of them and said, "You three, if you don't have a good meal, don't eat it. I'll take you to Bianyifang to eat roast duck later."

When Chen Huanyu and the three heard the movement, they turned their heads and looked around. The next second, the three of them were frozen in place.

"Master Hou!!!" Chang Yuan and Sun Yue looked at each other's familiar faces and said in unison.

And Chen Huanyu said with a surprised face: "Uncle! Why didn't you come here???"

In this rebirth, my mother is Hou Xin, the youngest daughter of the Hou family, and Hou Sanwen is naturally Chen Huanyu's third uncle.

Hou Sanye shook his head and said helplessly: "The eldest grandson of Mr. Chang Baohua from the Chang family, the grandson of Mr. Li's family from Li Wenhua, and Chen Huanyu, you bastard, you three, let me tell you what's good about you......"

"Sun Yue, tell me about you. Can't you work hard while you are looking for a job while dragging your connections at home?"

Sun Yue scratched the back of her head and nodded with a smile.

Third Master Hou looked at the other two and continued to scold:

"And you two, college students and high-achieving students who graduated from such a good school as the Kyoto Film Academy, why don't you come out to do something? Actors! Directors! Singers, right! You two come to this kind of place to talk about cross talk? I don't want to come here again Look, I think you are going crazy!"

Chen Huanyu scratched his head and smiled apologetically: "It's not uncle... Aren't we just playing around to earn pocket money, and we're not missing out on our normal jobs."

"Look at me, didn't I get admitted to the air administration by my own ability? Now I'm also a well-established mainstream actor."

Third Master Hou curled his lips and said with disgust: "Bah! I don't think you need to call me uncle anymore, you are my uncle! Do you think I don't know what you are like?"

"I—the head of the railway art troupe, you are going to take the air administration exam for me, don't you just want to hide from me, the emperor is far away, and go find a cross talk by yourself."

"Let me tell you what I still say, although there are few cross talk actors in the old Hou family, there is no shortage of you. You should develop in the showbiz in a down-to-earth manner, so that I can explain to your mother, and save you from blaming the three later." Uncle doesn't take care of you in Beijing."