Start telling crosstalk from Tingyunxuan

When it comes to crosstalk performers holding concerts, Yang Yunsheng has a lot to say.

Can crosstalk performers hold concerts?

Of course you can! Why not?
Whether it's exploiting his followers or something else, as long as he's willing and his fans are willing, no one else has the right to say anything!

Yang Yunsheng said, "Teacher Yan, I won't argue with you! Crosstalk requires four skills: speaking, learning, teasing, and singing, right?"

Yan Hexiang exclaimed, "Thank goodness it's just storytelling, singing, and dancing. I almost thought you were going to talk about eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling."

Yang Yunsheng said, "That works too!"

Yan Hexiang was startled when he heard this.

"What do you mean, 'okay'? No way! Absolutely not!"

Yang Yunsheng said in surprise, "Haven't all of us crosstalk performers done this before?"

Yan Hexiang waved his hand: "No, I didn't, but maybe you did!"

The audience burst into laughter upon hearing this!

Uncle Hat, someone has given themselves away, come and arrest them right away.

If Uncle Hat really comes to arrest people, I wonder how many crosstalk performers will suffer.

But Yang Yunsheng wouldn't; he has connections—his father-in-law is that person.

Yang Yunsheng naturally disagreed: "No, I've never done it! The four basic skills of crosstalk that I'm talking about are speaking, learning, teasing, and singing. I'm extremely proficient in all four!"

Yan Hexiang chuckled twice: "That's not as hard as you make it out to be!"

Yang Yunsheng asked in surprise, "So you can do all of these!"

Yan He nodded and said, "Yes, everyone can come!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yunsheng couldn't help but laugh.

There was even a hint of triumph in that smile.

He began, “There are quite a few audience members here to see our crosstalk performance today, some even overflowing. How about this, Mr. Yan, since you say you can do it all, why don’t you demonstrate something that flies in the sky for us in front of all these friends?”

Yan Hexiang said, "This is easy to learn!"

Yang Yunsheng smiled slightly and quickly said, "Since you're new here, why don't you learn from everyone how to make a plastic bag fly in the sky!"

Yan Hexiang stared at Yang Yunsheng in shock, mimicking a plastic bag flying in the sky.

Is it okay to hit someone with this?
If someone gets into a fight on the crosstalk stage, I hope Uncle Hat won't take him away, right?
If it's just for the sake of the show, then of course they won't be arrested.

But if it really results in an injury, then it's hard to say.

Yan Hexiang made a gesture, just as he was about to imitate a plastic bag.

In an instant, he lost his spirit.

Yang Yunsheng encouraged the audience, shouting, "One more! One more!"

The audience joined in the commotion, chanting, "One more, one more!"

They were completely led by Yang Yunsheng.

But the audience doesn't care. If they can see Yan Hexiang learning about plastic bags, isn't that a good thing?
At this moment, Yan Hexiang was in a difficult position. He could only take the handkerchief on the table and wipe the sweat from his head.

To be honest, this is very similar to Guo Degang.

He didn't learn the essence of crosstalk, but wiping away his sweat, he received the true teachings.

But Yan Hexiang couldn't let Yang Yunsheng down at this moment.

You have to understand that the people sitting in the audience are your bread and butter. They're saying, "If one of you comes, and you don't, is that appropriate?"

The audience sighed as they watched Yan Hexiang arrive late and even wipe his sweat with a towel.

Yang Yunsheng is no good person!

He added fuel to the fire, saying, "Teacher Yan, let me make this clear first: everyone sitting in the audience has bought a ticket. And our Tingyunxuan stage has several hundred people in it. You should consider how they will attack and insult you if you don't come. That's beyond my control!"

Yan Hexiang coughed awkwardly before saying, "Well, I mean, when did these flying plastic bags even exist? This is utter nonsense!" Yang Yunsheng chimed in, "No, Teacher Yan, flying plastic bags... when the wind blows like this, the plastic bag just flies!"

Yan Hexiang exclaimed, "That's true, but we still have to put on a wind-blown performance, don't we?"

After hearing this, Yang Yunsheng couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

He said, "Then, Teacher Yan, I'll be the wind, I'll blow you up, and you'll be the plastic bag, flying in the sky."

Yan Hexiang was speechless. How much does he weigh? You're still blowing in the wind? Can you even lift me up?
At that moment, the audience laughed until their stomachs hurt.

What kind of wind are you that can blow Yan Hexiang, who weighs nearly 200 pounds, up? Are you a gust of wind?

Yang Yunsheng added, "By the way, Teacher Yan, the plastic bag you're performing with should ideally have contained something unspeakable. That would make the performance a little more challenging, and the audience would love to watch it."

Yan Hexiang was dumbfounded and completely confused.

"When did plastic bags become a way to store shady things?!"

Yang Yunsheng stated, "It could be a plastic bag that has contained cat or dog feces!"

Yan Hexiang made a vomiting gesture and looked at Yang Yunsheng, saying, "This is disgusting! I can't possibly perform this!"

Yang Yunsheng looked smug: "So, did it arrive?"

Yan Hexiang quickly waved his hand and said, "I can't come. I've never heard of it. I'm getting sick of you talking about it."

When Yang Yunsheng saw that Yan Hexiang was having trouble flying in the sky, he had another idea.

He said, "If you can't send something that flies in the sky, then send something that runs on the ground, that should be fine, right?"

Yan Hexiang heard that the creature running on the ground was definitely not that outrageous.

He replied, "Things that run on the ground, you can learn from those. Tell me what you want to learn!"

Yang Yunsheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then how about this, you can have a plastic bag that runs on the ground!"

Yan Hexiang exclaimed, "So you're obsessed with plastic bags, aren't you? Why are you copying plastic bags again?"

After hearing this, Yang Yunsheng clicked his tongue twice.

"What, Teacher Yan, you can't learn from plastic bags that fly in the sky, and you still can't learn from plastic bags that run on the ground?"

Yan Hexiang waved his hand and said, "I really can't imitate those plastic bags running on the ground!"

Yang Yunsheng was displeased: "This won't do, that won't do, and you still say you can do everything! In that case, Teacher Yan, please do the simplest thing, something about swimming in the water."

Yan Hexiang hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, this isn't a plastic bag swimming in the water, is it? Someone with no sense of public decency threw a plastic bag into the water, and now I'm a plastic bag swimming in the water?"

Yang Yunsheng asked in surprise, "Teacher Yan, I haven't even said anything yet."

Yan Hexiang said, "Although you didn't say it, you were planning to say it. I've seen through your intentions for a long time!"

Yang Yunsheng quickly shook his head and looked at Yan Hexiang.

"No, I didn't intend for you to learn this!"

Yan Hexiang was stunned. If he wasn't allowed to learn this, then what should he learn?

With this question in mind, Yan Hexin asked, "Then tell me, what do you want me to learn about water?"

Yang Yunsheng thought for a moment before replying, "Well, how about this, you imitate a dying fish!"

"What the hell is that? A dead fish?"

Upon hearing this, the audience couldn't help but burst into laughter.

How do I learn to play the dead fish?

Are you suggesting I turn my belly over and then turn my eyes over too?

If that's the case, wouldn't those eyes look like a dead fish?

This is exactly what men dislike most! (End of Chapter)