Vice President of Deyun, starting from withdrawing from the mainstream

"Fatty buy a ticket! Wake up first!"

Chang Yuan took two steps forward and tapped the glass window with a smile, the movement outside woke up the freckled little fat man inside.

"Oh... buy tickets! Tickets for this afternoon's show are fifty, how many do you two want?" The little fat man rubbed his sleepy eyes and said with a drake-voiced Dongsan province accent.

"My dear, you... are also a cross talk actor in this cross talk club???" Chang Yuan asked with a frown listening to the little fat man's voice and accent.

"Ah, what's the matter? My master is the leader of this cross talk club, and the cross talk is so good! Really!!!" The little fat man looked at Chang Yuan and frowned. Naturally, he still strives for it.

"Hey... how can I tell you, anyway, you should be in the period of changing your voice now, take good care of your voice, it will be a trouble sooner or later when you speak like this."

After hesitating for a while, Chang Yuan raised his mouth, and then bought two tickets for the afternoon show from the little fat man.

Seeing the little fat man taking the money and still feeling stunned and confused, Chen Huanyu also smiled and said softly: "Remember what I told you just now, cross talk actors rely on what's in their mouths , if you are so careless, you will really regret it in the future."

"Oh, I see..." Although he was still a little puzzled, the little fat man nodded and agreed for the sake of the two tickets, and his voice was indeed softer, not as loud as he was just now. Energetic.

As for Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan, since there were still more than two hours before the afternoon performance, after buying tickets, they bought two bottles of water in a nearby park and drank while walking and chatting.

"Hey Huanyu, are you sure that the two you mentioned are really reliable? Look at the accent and voice of the freckled little fat man just now, it doesn't look like a cross talk talker. The master doesn't care, it really is So unqualified!"

"I don't care about it like this, let alone teaching apprentices, I think I have a question mark in my heart whether he can do cross talk well."

Chang Yuan walked on the tree-lined path, but the topic still did not leave the child just now.

Chen Huanyu smiled, and understood what Chang Yuan was thinking in his heart. Although it is not an exaggeration for an opera actor, for people from a family of cross talk like them, relying on one mouth to make a living is naturally a problem with the voice. Seems to be more important than your own lifeblood.

Chang Yuan's master, Mr. Sheng Jie, has a well-known voice in the cross talk circle. He speaks like a spring breeze, soft and kind, and he is a leader in the cross talk circle in both learning and singing.

There is also Master Hou Baolin, the grandfather of Typhoon Chen Huanyu, who is known for his handsomeness.

But although the voice is not suitable for singing Peking Opera, but when it comes to cross talk, this voice is still a full-scale dimensionality reduction blow. Liu Huo makes it exceptionally good, and it also adds a lot to his performance style.

Even Mr. Ma Sanyu, don’t look at the condition of his voice when he talked about the cross talk "Teasing You" in the back. The condition of his voice is dry and sloppy. When he was young, Mr. Ma sang a ditty and learned a song. Poor.

To maintain such a good voice condition, the most important thing is to protect the voice at ordinary times.

On weekdays, I pay attention to eating pears, cooking pear water, drinking millet porridge and corn porridge, not eating cold or spicy food and all irritating things, and wearing a scarf in winter to prevent the cold wind from blowing to the neck, doing morning exercises in moderation every day voice.

And when it comes to the most critical period of voice change from twelve to sixteen years old, the protection of the voice is so strict that it is almost abnormal.

At the same time, like the apprentices who have worshiped the master, the master at home usually gives them the secret throat lozenges or throat-nourishing soup passed down from the door during the period of voice change.

Regardless of whether it was Chen Huanyu or Chang Yuan, they all had such experiences when they were young.

So when Chang Yuan saw that the freckled fat man's voice was in that condition, he naturally gave the master, whom the fat man had never met, an unprofessional feeling.

Not to mention that the crosstalk actors still speak the dialect of the three provinces in the Northeast. Of course, the dialect can be learned. For traditional crosstalk shows such as "Bather" and "Drum", the actors must learn to speak the dialect.

But that is a performance, and after the performance, the normal speech must be at least standard Mandarin.

Chen Huanyu looked at Chang Yuan and smiled and said, "Well, in this world, it's not easy to start a cross talk group by yourself. Maybe they are also burdened by chores and money, and they are a little neglected to train their apprentices."

"After all, the master has to pay attention to this matter when he is in charge of the apprentice. You see, that silly boy didn't pay attention at all. No matter how this outsider manages it, it won't be of much use. He can only remind him more."

"Hmm... That's true, maybe I'm asking too much. I've never had to worry about eating and clothing since I was a child, and I have family members to help. It's unrealistic to ask others with my set. It's because I'm a little too much." I take it for granted." Chang Yuan thought about it for a while, and said with a little embarrassment.

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After talking and laughing, the two walked around the park for a few volumes, and when they were waiting to go back, they happened to see that the gate under the plaque of Tianqiao Deyun Club had opened.

A few comedians in coats, fat, thin, old, and young, were clapping their hands near the door to solicit business.

It was winter in December at this time, how could the thin coat resist the biting winter wind, and even the hands that were originally nimbly clapping the allegro were stiff and red from the winter wind.

After a while, although it still didn't attract many audiences, Guo Tao'er, who felt sorry for the old man and his apprentices, let the old men and young apprentices who were shivering from the cold back into the theater first.

Only he and Li Jing were left, and a few older and stronger apprentices were still insisting on pulling people in at the door.

Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan watched all this from a distance, and felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Chen Huanyu gently pulled Chang Yuan who wanted to go there and said, "Let's wait, wait for them to go in before we go in."

"What's wrong?" Chang Yuan asked with some doubts.

Cheng Huanyu sighed and said softly: "If they see the two of them walking together, let alone whether they can live with the dignity on their faces, they will definitely not want the ticket money."