"Amazing!"
“It’s so beautiful.”
"With these four guards, you will be the best in the industry from now on!" Brother Qian gave him a thumbs up.
Every table I went to was showered with compliments.
Among the complimenters, a small number had even scolded him behind his back for being unruly.
After all, he accepted disciples without officially passing on the inheritance.
But now people have it.
Not only does it have it, it’s also the biggest and highest one!
Who dares to scold?
All have to be accompanied by a smiling face.
"Congratulations, Uncle Master!"
Teacher Guo's dozen or so disciples all stood up and raised their glasses in congratulations.
"Hey, Qilin, why are you holding the juice?" Brother Qian said after looking at it.
"The child is still young." Mrs. Qian said with a smile.
"The younger you are, the more you have to practice. These are childish skills, and you can't practice them when you are older." Brother Qian waved his hand, and He Yunwei, who had the most evil eyes on the side, immediately gave him a bottle of beer.
So he is a thief.
Take action first to show that you listen to Brother Qian.
The one who gave me the beer was not white, and I wanted to please the master.
What Brother Qian said is actually correct. Drinking capacity is a matter of fate for most of the day, and the rest depends on practice.
No matter what you practice, the smaller you practice, the better.
"Your master didn't slip away." Zhang Yuan said to Guo Qilin.
"Giggle..." The little fat man held up his beer and laughed.
After drinking down a small glass of white wine, he came to the prince again and drank a glass with him alone.
Among everyone in Deyuan Society today, except Zhang Yuan, Brother Qian is the happiest.
The rest of the disciples' faces were also glowing.
After all, such a big scene is rare.
Moreover, these people are all young men in their late teens or early twenties.
It’s the right age to eat and drink well.
Seeing the delicious dishes on the tables, my eyes almost went straight.
If there is no master around, you can just lie down on the table and grab it.
"It has to be our uncle."
"Yes, it's so honorable."
"You can win both black and white."
"What are the two paths of black and white? These are the two paths of good and evil."
"Bah, do you mean that Qu Xie is righteous and our master is evil?"
The disciples murmured quietly.
They all saw it too.
Before, the third child... that is, after Kong Yunlong's accident, it was his uncle who took care of him and sent him to the Magic City for treatment.
This person was practicing San at home, so his fellow disciples also called him Kong Laosan.
Now this important matter of apprenticeship is done decently.
What a sight!
People who usually only see and hear it on TV and radio are here today.
The uncle waved his hand, and all the big names in the industry came.
Especially compared to his master Guo Degang.
Teacher Guo also recognizes many colleagues in the industry, and there are also many old gentlemen who come to visit the group and even participate in performances.
But whether I can bear it or not, those people are a bit "crooked" compared to the people who gathered around the uncle and applauded him.
Just like Zhang Yuan held a conference of martial arts leaders, all the people coming were the Five Mountains Sword Sect and Shaolin Wudang.
As for the master, it's more or less like Tianshan Tonglao's subordinates holding a conference of ten thousand immortals.
It is clear at a glance which side the disciples yearn for more.
Zhang Yuan went from table to table and toasted one by one. Those in the industry, like the disciples of Deyuan Society, looked at him with envy at every table he passed.
How can you not be envious!
Everyone in the four storytelling genres was caught in one fell swoop by him!
And this title is recognized by everyone in the industry.
In fact, there are several others who are famous, such as Lian Liru, who is a famous female storyteller like Liu Lanfang. She is also an elder and comes from the same family.
There are also Liu Lifu, Ma Qi and others...
But if we really want to compare their works, especially their video works, even a layman can tell that these four absolutely crush all other storytelling actors.
Even Tian Lianyuan, who is criticized by many viewers who like to listen quietly because of his bulk, and is even jokingly called "making up the numbers", can win all over the world if he picks up a single.
If nothing else, the most important thing for storytelling artists is that these guys have reached the pinnacle of this skill.
Among them is even Shan Tianfang who has a bad voice.
Even though he has a problem with his voice and a mouth full of dentures, Mr. Shan Tianfang's storytelling still resonates every word, and you can hear every word he says clearly without subtitles.
Therefore, all four storytelling writers are real people.
And for this generation, there is no next generation!
Not before and never again.
As for Zhang Yuan's apprenticeship today, Yuan Kuocheng testified, and Liu Lanfang, Shan Tianfang, and Tian Lianyuan acted as guarantors.
It didn't happen before, and it never will happen again.
It is truly unprecedented and unprecedented!
Whoever wants to copy it in the future will definitely not be able to do it.
Such an appearance could be recorded in the history of contemporary folk art. Naturally, the eyes of his colleagues were red, and they wished they could replace Zhang Yuan and take the role themselves!
After a half-circle of toasts, Zhang Yuan went back to the main table to eat some cushions.
Liu Shishi also brought him a bowl to serve soup.
He toasted and thanked these four people one by one.
In terms of ability, Mr. Yuan Kuocheng has to be the highest among the four.
But the one with the biggest reputation has to be Liu Lanfang.
Zhang Yuan knew that in addition to his level, Liu Lanfang had two advantages that the other three did not have.
Although a bit politically correct, first of all, she is a woman.
Secondly, this person is a Manchu, and the remaining ones are all Han.
Putting her in the position of chairman of the Music Association, these two items are somewhat of a bonus.
"Thank you to the three masters for coming for me today. There is ten points of light in this scene today, and seven points are given by you."
"We also hope that the folk art industry can flourish and more young talents like you can enter."
Liu Lanfang always speaks with some official flavor.
The remaining two people didn't talk much, but they all had a drink with Zhang Yuan.
"I'll go greet the guests again, and you guys will eat first."
"The food is not to my liking, so I asked them to change it."
"This is all good. We are old and can't eat much."
Looking at the big lobster, king crab, pork wings in soup, and big abalone, if this dish is not good, it will not be good.
Zhang Yuan led his assistant and asked Zhao Dandan to follow behind him holding a full bottle of liquor.
"Mr. Ma."
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Feng, Mr. Huang..."
He came to the table at Majiamen.
After arriving at this table, unlike other tables, one drinks a big toast, one toast to many.
After all, if he drinks one by one, if more than three hundred people drink it, he will become a dregs of wine.
But only when he arrived at the Ma family's table, he held a small cup and toasted one by one.
Just at this table, he had to drink almost a pound!
Jiang Kun, Feng Gong, and Huang Hong just thought that this kid must have his tail up after making such a big fuss today.
Because anyone in their twenties who is praised by so many people will be disappointed.
I didn’t expect him to respect us so much.
Come over one by one politely, be serious and not careless at all.
Ma Dong finally saw why he was successful and pulled him to drink another drink.
"You guys wait for me for a while while I finish paying respects to the others."
"Let's go to the main table and chat with the seniors."
"That couldn't be better!" Jiang Kun responded with a smile.
He also took the initiative to take us to visit.
Zhang Yuan nodded and left, but his assistant Zhao Jueju saw a snicker on his boss's face.
"Brother Zhang Yuan seems to be doing something bad."
Basically visited every table.
"Handsome brother, you are here~"
When he came to the Guan family's table, he deliberately squatted next to Guan Xiaotong.
"Do you drink?"
"My parents won't let me~"
"Then when our parents give in one day, we will make up for it."
"Hehehe, okay." Gege said with a naive smile.
Zhang Yuan knew that this girl would grow up to be a famous female wine drinker in the imperial circle.
Returning to Ma's table, he led Jiang Kun, Feng Gong, Ma Dong and others to the old gentleman's side.
"Mr. Yuan, congratulations again!" Jiang Kun took the lead in speaking.
"We are happy that we will all travel together from now on and take care of each other."
"Okay, okay, it's a good thing if young people join our industry."
"I am not considered young at all, and there are even younger ones." Zhang Yuan finished the conversation.
"It just so happens that my other master, Mr. Hou, is also here, so call him over and let's chat together."
"I will take you to meet the juniors of our cross talk club and report on our work."
Then Hou Yuewen, Guo Yu and Cao Yunjing were called over.
Yuan Kuocheng, Yuan Tian and Hou Yuewen sat in the middle, while Zhang Yuan spoke beside them.
"After the Chinese New Year, the cross talk club will open a commentary library."
"We will have two storytelling programs every day, almost all year round."
"It will open on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. If you have time, come and support us."
"Good thing, I'll have someone send a flower basket." Liu Lanfang took the lead in cheering.
The chairman of the Music Association has spoken, and the others naturally have to respond.
"We want storytelling to return to small teahouses and small theaters, and to find the source of this art."
"This is right, a good thing, to hone your skills." Mr. Yuan also had to support his disciple in name, but in fact he was his disciple.
“But TV publicity is also indispensable.”
"Just like the recent cross talk competition on CCTV!"
At the mention of these four words, several faces changed slightly.
Teacher Guo frowned, then became excited.
It’s finally here!
Ma Dong also became serious. After all, he was on CCTV.
Zhao Benshan, who was silent on the side, put down the spoon of shark fin soup, looking like he was waiting to eat melon.
Because he knew that Zhang Yuan had said that he would help in this matter.
"This young student in our regiment participated." Zhang Yuan pointed at Cao Yunjing.
"Thank you to CCTV for providing the platform, and also to the Music Association for co-organizing it."
"Mr. Liu, these are the opportunities you provide to the younger generations."
"If only there were a few more people like you, we would have done it."
When Liu Lanfangyue saw someone praising herself and mentioning her achievements, Liu Lanfangli's wrinkles came out.
I thought that my role as a guide was not in vain, I changed it to someone who can talk.
"Come on, Jin Zi, recite a tongue twister and report to the seniors."
Cao Yunjing was already nervous when he saw so many important people, but now his uncle asked him to do it.
The man swallowed his saliva, took several deep breaths, and then spoke in a low voice.
"I, I will do "Eighteen Sorrows"." "Okay!" Zhang Yuan raised his hand to indicate that he could start at any time.
"Eighteen Sorrows" is a relatively rare crosstalk tongue twister, telling what the eighteen animals are worried about.
Dogs worry about eating shit, ducks worry about having flat mouths, etc...
The rare thing about this section is that when talking about different animals, you have to have expressions and coordinated movements, which is very difficult to say.
But after all, it was Teacher Guo who personally trained him.
How did you learn it?
Get a piece of paper, write down the joke, and show it to you.
I'll give you fifteen minutes to watch.
Have you finished reading?
After reading it, just tear up the paper!
back!
If you can’t recite it, there’s only one word missing, and it’s just a prototype!
Teacher Guo taught this way in the early days.
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If you can pass this, nothing is impossible.
Including Zhang Yunlei, nicknamed Xiaobian, how did you learn Taiping lyrics in the early days?
There is no paper, just teach you sentence by sentence.
After teaching, sing.
Singing a wrong line is just a mouthful!
Still forced into a corner, you can't even run away.
They were all typed sentence by sentence.
You can say that this method is violent, not good, and does not conform to the times.
But look at the first batch of students taught in person and the subsequent batches of students in folk art classes, and you will know the pros and cons.
Cao Yunjing withstood the pressure and finished speaking a paragraph. It was smooth, not missing a word, and not missing a word.
"Okay!"
"He's a good talker, and you can tell he's put some effort into it." Liu Lanfang praised.
"The most important thing is to have good basic skills. Seeing my juniors like this makes me relieved."
The basic skills of the four great storytelling masters are not limited either.
During today's toast alone, Zhang Yuan picked up a lot from these people.
In addition to pronunciation, articulation, and breath control, there are even many attributes of memorizing words.
This is very useful for him in filming, and it is convenient for memorizing lines.
"This kid also went to the cross talk competition and even entered the semi-finals." Zhang Yuan said to Liu Lanfang.
“I just don’t know if I have the ability to enter the finals and get good results.”
"Teacher Jiang, Teacher Feng, are you okay with this child?"
"Hey..." Jiang Kun froze.
Feng Gong's mouth seemed to be sewn shut.
Only then did the people from Majiamen react.
Good guy, this guy turned out to be coming for us!
No wonder they were so polite just now, everyone toasted.
He even led us here specially.
This is courtesy first and then attack, right?
Ma Dong's eyes turned back and forth, looking at his father's apprentices and the old gentlemen.
He decided not to speak.
"It's not bad." After a while, Jiang Kun replied.
The Chairman of the Music Association just said that Cao Yunjing has good basic skills. If I were to find fault, I would not be refuting the leader's face.
"Whether you can reach the finals depends on your personal ability."
"Teacher Feng Gong, what do you think? You are an expert judge and can give guidance to our children." Zhang Yuan approached Feng Gong again.
"Uh-huh, I think it's good too. At such a young age, he's very good at talking."
"Jinzi, I heard it. Experts say you are good. You should also have confidence in yourself."
"Although most of the people competing with you are seniors, you still have to compete with each other to show your style and level."
"Yes, uncle." Cao Yunjing has not yet reacted.
Both Guo and Yu understood.
Teacher Guo was so happy when he saw Jiang Kun, Feng Gong and others looking embarrassed!
There is a feeling of revenge.
Brother Qian is also suppressing a smile.
I thought you were very strict with your mouth, and you didn't even tell me privately about this whole incident.
I’ll have to fill you up soon!
But it's different from these two.
Zhao Benshan, who had a good relationship with Zhang Yuan, frowned, lowered his head and drank the soup again.
"This is to make a grudge."
Lao Zhao knew that Mr. Ma Ji had just left.
If you oppress Ma's family like this, shouldn't you make enemies?
Offending these people will be very uncomfortable in the future.
But Zhang Yuan was not done yet.
"Mr. Liu, our cross talk conference was well done."
"What is good is fairness, openness and justice."
"Everyone, young or old, has the opportunity to show off."
"Oh, that's natural." Liu Lanfang also came to her senses.
Understand what he means.
Could she not know what Feng Gong and the others were doing?
It’s just a tacit understanding.
But now Cheng Yaojin appears halfway.
Today is another apprenticeship banquet, and Mr. Yuan is watching from the side.
I am his guide again.
If you don’t give Mr. Yuan face, you have to give Su embroidered silk cheongsam, not... give me face as a disciple.
Besides, as the chairman of the Music Association, I can’t publicly talk about shady things, so I’ll keep it private.
"Well, fairness is the most important thing."
"Only if we are fair can we show the prosperity of our industry."
Feng Gong and Jiang Kun secretly glanced at each other, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts.
There must be no fairness, our people must be allowed to win the prize... They can't say that.
The two of them looked up at Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan looked at the four storytelling masters standing aside with a sincere, even childlike face.
Originally, the Ma family was here for the ball, the circumstantial evidence, the organizers, the co-organizers, all the units, they are all my people, how can you fight with me?
Now the people from Majiamen are looking at Yuan Kuocheng, Liu Lanfang, Shan Tianfang and Tian Lianyuan.
All four of them are considered Zhang Yuan’s masters.
Those four glances came over.
Steamed buns, are you not convinced?
Regardless of status or position, I am higher than you, so I cannot accept it.
Not to mention how cowardly the senior brothers are.
I was bullied by a junior!
At the stall where their faces turned green, Zhang Yuan spoke again.
"I heard that Mr. Ma helped organize the program prepared by Mr. Chang this time?"
Chang Peiye is Ma Ji's apprentice and also participated in the cross talk competition this time.
His program is called "Unite as One to Win the Grand Prize"...
If you listen to this name, it is mainstream enough.
Just go for the championship.
And this program does have Ma Ji's name on it.
Put it in the position of screenwriter.
But Mr. Ma has been very helpful.
Whether he wrote a joke or just glanced at it, I don’t know.
Zhang Yuan estimated that Mr. Ma's body in his later period could only be glanced at at most.
But just right!
Zhang Yuan also understands that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.
Today, with four mountains behind me, I am in the limelight and can force several people to compromise.
But what about the future?
I am not usually in the performing arts shop, so they are the local snake!
"Before his death, Mr. Ma was still paying attention to the development of the cross talk business."
"He is truly a master."
"I believe that this program must have gathered all the hard work of Mr. Ma, and if it can be performed by his students, it will be wonderful."
"In my opinion, Mr. Chang Peiye looks like a champion the most."
Oh...Jiang Kun, Feng Gong looked at each other again when he heard what he said.
This means that the championship belongs to our junior brother?
From the beginning, Zhang Yuan was not aiming for the championship.
Could Cao Yunjing, a junior, or Guo Degang, an old disciple of Haiqing, be able to get that?
Hai Qing just doesn’t have a master. Zhang Yuan was Hai Qing in the storytelling sect before.
How long has it been since Guo Degang became a disciple of Hou Yuewen?
Those people from Majiamen have been following Ma Ji for how many years.
Therefore, his goal has always been to be ranked first in the second prize.
The key is to suppress Jia Lin, who defeated Guo and Yu back then.
In this way, Teacher Guo can also feel at ease.
The Ma family will not be offended to death.
Mr. Ma has just left, so he must give him face, otherwise he will become nothing.
While he was doing things, he had to maintain a certain balance and not go too far.
For Cao Yunjing, the second prize and first place was enough, and it was considered a show of his face.
At least among the disciples, he is already the best.
"A flower blooming alone is not spring." Liu Lanfang looked around and spoke steadily.
"A hundred flowers bloom and spring fills the garden."
After all, he was born in storytelling and drumming, and his words are all cut.
The meaning is clear.
You, the Ma family, can't always dominate the court.
Give me some face, it’s all worth it!
"Hey, Chairman, you said it well." Jiang Kun replied quickly.
They had a falling out, and he and his junior brother could no longer hang out in the music association.
Besides, you have already taken a step back, so if you are given a step, just get off it.
Feng Gong also understood that his apprentice Jia Lin would definitely have to lean back.
There is no way, someone comes with a tougher background.
Huh... Zhao Benshan threw the spoon, drank the soup in the bowl, and then wiped his mouth.
"He had already thought of it."
"It's really interesting."
"Whoever collects and releases this, hit him with a stick and give him a sweet date."
Zhao Benshan was still afraid that he would become enemies.
Now it seems that I have thought too much.
"Mr. Ma, Teacher Jiang, Teacher Feng, students of Mr. Ma Ji, I respect you all." Zhang Yuan raised a full glass of liquor.
"Let's meet at the top of the Cross Talk Conference!"
"Cheers!"
There was a clanking sound and the sound of wine glasses clashing.
The matter is settled!
Hou Yuewen looked on with a smile.
"My apprentice is just playing... and wants to drink some wine to release his military power."
He glanced at the four masters beside him.
"He's quite professional in raising the banner."
"Wearing tiger skin, I can't help but beat these guys."
"Happy!"
The smoke of the cross talk competition disappeared in the midst of the feast... (End of this chapter)