Chapter 265 A crosstalk artist’s proposal must also be funny! After Qi Long and Dong Qiang’s performances, it was Guo and Yu’s turn. There were a total of three pairs of crosstalk performers this time, each with two programs, and several drum music performers. They were going to perform in the teahouse the next afternoon and were now strolling outside. Backstage at the teahouse, Guo Qilin and Yan Hexiang looked at Qi Long, who was sitting there in a daze without saying a word, and felt a little worried. Gao Feng is very common in this state. Except on the crosstalk stage, Gao Feng would always find a corner to sit in backstage, not speaking or participating in conversations, just like a taciturn person. But Qi Long has always been more active backstage, telling jokes and chatting about work. Sometimes, when Hou Zhen drags him to play games, he always has a smile on his face. This is so unusual today. Fortunately, Uncle Dongqiang looked like nothing happened and was just playing with his phone. It shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise, as Qi Long's best friend, partner, and brother, he wouldn't be so calm. "Uncle Qiang, what's wrong with Uncle Long?" The two asked Dong Qiang who was looking at his phone. Dong Qiang glanced at Qi Long and smiled: "Him? He's nervous!" "Nervous?" Guo Qilin was surprised. "It's so fresh, uncle. You've already gotten off the stage. Why are you so nervous?" Yan Hexiang said in a supporting tone.
Dong Qiang waved his hands: "Why should he be nervous about performing crosstalk? He is nervous about proposing, hahahaha!" "Ah?" Guo and Yan's eyes widened immediately: "Uncle, why didn't you tell us about this earlier? We'll see if there's anything we can do to help!" "What help? Qi Long has already planned it. You just need to get ready to drink!" Guo Qilin asked in a low voice: "Are you sure it will work?" They don't know this "aunt" very well because they don't usually come into contact with her. Dong Qiang nodded: "He said his girlfriend has hinted to him several times, there must be no problem, you two don't have to worry about it, go to the waiting room!" Qi Long was nervous, but not that nervous. After all, when he was looking up the wedding process before, Wanyi had hinted to him that "should I propose first and then get married?" He sat there dumbfounded, thinking through the process, singing the drum song, saying the proposal, getting down on one knee, pulling the ring out of his pocket. The left pocket is for a ring, and the right pocket is for tissues, to prevent the girl from crying and smudged makeup, which would make her look flawless. Well, I have to bring makeup touch-up items too, please ask her bestie for help. After Guo and Yu left the field, Qi Long regained his smiling face and started to compete with Dong Qiang. Nothing can affect the performance on the crosstalk stage. This is an artist's artistic ethics. Their first show was the traditional program "Lighting Lamps with Vinegar", and the second program was a new crosstalk, "Dongqiang's Father's Wedding Diary". After that, Qi Long performed a short piece of Beijing opera drum music during the encore performance, and then went out to prepare for his proposal. In the concert hall, Qi Long was asking the staff what accompaniment to play and when, when Dong Qiang swaggered in wearing a mandarin jacket: "Jiao'er, how do you think I look like? During the college entrance exams, fathers of students all wore jackets to wish their children success. I'm wearing mine today too!" "I'll go ahead and take advantage of you, are you taking advantage of me?" Qi Long said with a smile. "Hahaha, okay, as long as you can still laugh, it means you haven't been defeated by nervousness!" Qi Long had an indifferent expression: "It's no big deal. I've been to a big stage with so many people. I'm just performing for one person. What's there to be afraid of?" "Really not?" Ding, in the crosstalk industry's Chundian, means nervous. It is industry jargon used for internal communication. Sometimes actors' conversations cannot be understood by the audience. If they are understood, you will appear to be nervous.
"A little bit, it's OK, but I basically forgot all the words to propose!" "What the hell is this called a little bit? It's okay. No one knows what you wrote anyway. Just make sure you don't call the wrong person by his name!" Qi Long laughed: "Haha, that's not the case!" "I'm afraid you'll treat it as a crosstalk stage and come up with a name joke. Hahaha. Okay, I'll take care of this. You go and do your own thing!" Dong Qiang went to discuss work with the staff on behalf of Qi Long. Qi Long ran to the dressing room and changed his clothes. Outside the concert hall, Zhang Wanyi and two of her besties from the Drum Music Society came in together, looking at the empty concert hall with confusion on their faces. "Did I remember the time wrong? There really is a performance today!" "I don't know. I'll go outside and ask!" Wanting said. "I'm going to the bathroom," Wanfang said. Zhang Wanyi sat in her seat with a suspicious look on her face, took out her cell phone to contact Qi Long, and asked him when he would arrive. Aren't they going to watch the show? Where are they? At this time, the lights in the venue were turned off. Dong Qiang's voice came from the microphone: "Next, please enjoy the drum performance of "The Great West Chamber" brought to you by the crosstalk artist Qi Long!" Qi Long on the side stage was speechless. Why are you so nervous when I propose to you? You even said the wrong words. Two staff members carried the drum to the center of the stage and then quickly ran off the stage. The stage lights turned on, and Zhang Wanyi looked at the stage with a smile on her face. When Qi Long came on stage, she immediately covered her mouth and burst into laughter. Because Qi Long was wearing a purple cheongsam with a mandarin jacket over it. What kind of shape is this? Dongqiang, who was watching the stage in the director's room, was also very happy. He never expected that his two partners would have the same idea. He just straightened his jacket, thinking about helping his partner to achieve success. I didn't expect Qi Long's stuff was more particular, the cheongsam was a success, and the Ma Gua was a success. The most outrageous thing is that it is purple, so purple ingots can be successful! "Hahahaha, this is a crosstalk artist. He has to make even a proposal funny!" Dongqiang complained to the staff next to him. Qi Long took off his jacket calmly, stood in front of the big drum, held a drumstick in one hand and a clapboard in the other, and began to sing. He sang an excerpt, the second half of which was when Hongniang arrived at the West Chamber to look for Zhang Sheng. First sing the scene of "The West Chamber", from the hitching post at the door to the couplets on the gate, from the screen wall to the couplets in the inner hall. But these are not the point. The point is that Hongniang told Zhang Sheng that our old lady is angry, the family education is strict, and you secretly climbed over the wall to see the lady burning incense. Our lady is looking for you now. Zhang Sheng was a fool and didn't understand. He quickly admitted his mistake and said that he would move out immediately. He made Hongniang angry and said that it was the young lady's infatuation that made him suffer. Qi Long sang very seriously, and Zhang Wanyi in the audience also opened her mouth to sing along, but she was full of doubts in her heart. At first she thought Qi Long was just like usual, trying to make her laugh and provide some emotional value, but Qi Long on the stage sang so seriously that she didn't know what to do. Soon, she had a guess, and Qi Long also sang about Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying meeting and secretly getting married. Old Mrs. Cui objected and said that Zhang Sheng could only get married after passing the imperial examination. Qi Long simply ignored this. He picked up the microphone and started talking: "Cui Yingying invited Mr. Zhang to come here. I invited Miss Zhang here today and would like to ask if she is willing to marry me?"
Originally, this sentence was the last one, and there were many more before it. But Qi Long suddenly felt that it was a bit lengthy. He said that in crosstalk, all unnecessary words should be deleted to make the punchline crisp and clear. When proposing, we should also be crisp and not say so much! After saying that, Qi Long slowly walked off the stage. As he did so, he pulled apart the purple cheongsam on his body with his hands. This is a special costume made for the stage, and many idols use it to quickly change clothes when performing singing and dancing. Qi Long also prepared this move by watching Yixing and Gal’s performances. At the same time, he also asked his magic teacher Mr. Liu Qian to make a magic prop flower, the kind that can be rolled into a ball. She prepared several flowers inside her purple cheongsam, and took them out the moment she tore it open, turning them into a bunch of flowers, and walked towards Zhang Wanyi. At this time, Zhang Wanyi had already guessed it. Her eyes became moist unconsciously. She opened her mouth in disbelief and took the flowers handed to her by Qi Li in a daze. Qi Li knelt on one knee and took out the ring: "Will you marry me? Let me make it clear first, I am willing to be your horse, I just want you to say marry me!" “Hahahaha.” Zhang Wanyi held back her tears and laughed so hard that her body shook. “I told you, don’t be funny when you’re flirting.” She was so moved that she almost cried, but Qi Long made her laugh with a strange pun. Qi Long smiled and said, "I don't want to see you cry. I'm a crosstalk performer. I don't have any other skills. The only thing I'm good at is making people laugh. I want to make you laugh for the rest of my life. Are you willing?" Zhang Wanyi stretched out her hand: "I do!" "Ahhhhhhhh!" Zhang Wanyi's best friends ran in from the side door screaming. Dong Qiang from the director's room also rushed in, holding a suona, and started playing "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix". 【Beep, beep, beep.】 Qi Long's senior brother Guo Degang, eldest brother Yu Qian, Zhang Wanyi's master Wang Hui, and two nephews who came to join in the fun also came in and congratulated them. Zhang Wanyi took the tissue that Qi Long handed over, wiped her tears and tried to smile. "Hurry, hurry, what did he say just now? I didn't hear it clearly!" Zhang Wanyi's best friend asked quickly. When Qi Long was speaking on the stage, he used a microphone, but when he knelt on one knee, it was useless because he was just speaking to one person, and it was not a performance. Zhang Wanyi did not hide it: "He made me laugh. He said he wanted to be my horse and just wanted to hear me say marry!" "Hahahahaha!" Wanting was laughing. Wanfang winked and said, "I felt like a car wheel was pressing on my face!" Zhang Wanyi raised her hand and hit her best friend. At this time, Gao Dongqiang, who was also joining in the fun, also heard it: "Sister-in-law, you should reply to him, I want to be your courier, I just want you to say take (marry)!" "Hahahahaha!" Zhang Wanyi also laughed: "Uncle Dongqiang" "Now you're calling me uncle, not uncle in terms of generation, but uncle of my younger brother-in-law. If you marry him, we'll be equals!" Qi Long was also being questioned by his senior brother and sister-in-law.
Only Yu Qian asked curiously: "Dongqiang, didn't you say you prepared good wine to celebrate Long's successful proposal? Where's the wine?" "Hey, Senior Brother, the Moutai is already on display at the Hua Restaurant. You can go over and have some!" Yu Qian laughed and said, "Then we two brothers should have a good drink today. When can we drink yours?" Dongqiang knew that his senior brother was going to urge him to get married: "I'll try my best" (End of this chapter)