Huayu: A Commercial Director

Chapter 270 The Primordial Era, the Investiture of the Gods

Perhaps it's because they haven't been on stage for too long, and since the New Year's Eve show isn't their final performance, the program posted on the screen and the actual program can still differ.

However, for such large-scale performances, it is necessary to report to the local cultural and tourism bureau in advance, specifying what programs and segments will be performed.

The uncontrollability of crosstalk also stems from this aspect; the words come out of the mouth.

It's not about singers performing; it's about not singing off-key and singing the lyrics on stage.

Singing can take one or two hours, but performing crosstalk for one or two hours is torture.

The show wasn't taken off at the last minute; they just added one more.

Generally, the apprentices open the show, and then Guo Yu is in charge of the second, fourth, and sixth acts, for a total of six acts. The show runs from 7:30 to 12:30, a total of five hours. On average, each act takes at least forty minutes, which is a great test of the actors' abilities.

Generally, there are 20 minutes of preamble and 20 minutes of actual conversation.

If a TV station said something like that, they would definitely die on stage. But it's okay in a theater. Theaters are interactive. The audience listens very carefully to what the person on stage is saying, making it easy to get involved and even interact with the performance.

After Guo Yu finished his fourth performance, Gao Luan was supposed to come on next, but it was only 10:20. Gao Luan would have to speak for at least an hour for the fifth performance, which put a lot of pressure on them.

However, the two backstage seemed quite relaxed, smiling and drinking tea.

Hou Zhen, the announcer, strolled up leisurely with the microphone. The audience, who had just endured Guo Yu's cheerful laughter, were already quite tired. Many were preparing to go to the restroom, as they would have to wait until Guo Yu came out before they could finish. They couldn't very well go to the restroom while Guo Yu was performing.

As the audience walked away, Hou Zhen picked up the microphone and said, "Next up is a storytelling performance of Investiture of the Gods, performed by Chen Shouzhe."

After Hou Zhen finished speaking, the people below the stage were stunned for a moment, and only when they saw the person walking out of the stage did they realize what was happening.

Many people who were about to go to the restroom stopped, and some went back to their seats.

"The preparations were rushed, and we hurriedly went on stage. If you need to go to the restroom, hurry up."

Chen Shouzhe stood on the stage with some emotion. Counting the time, it had been a year. Although he would go on stage every year, he felt that it had been a long time since he had stood on this stage and looked at more than 2,000 people below the stage. He was more nervous than when he was on the Oscar stage.

Some people went to the toilet, but most people remained seated. As crosstalk became more popular, more and more young people began to watch it.

Just like in the entertainment industry, no one can like someone forever. Today, this group of people stop listening to crosstalk, but tomorrow a new group will come in.

As for those who still miss the old gentleman, let them miss him.

"It's been a long time since I've been on stage. I was a little nervous backstage just now, afraid that I wouldn't do well. After all, it's been a long time since I've performed on stage. Now people outside are cursing me and calling me a lousy crosstalk performer. I'm not angry, because I am a crosstalk performer. What era are we living in? Back then, he told us to stand up, but now there are still people who want to kneel. Let them kneel then." Chen Shou laughed heartily.

The people in the audience didn't expect Chen Shou to speak so boldly, but he wasn't wrong. What era are we living in? Are we still living in a feudal society?

Besides, who would dare to refute that?
"Alright, enough of the chit-chat, let's get back to the main topic. You heard Uncle Hou's announcement earlier, it's a storytelling performance of 'Investiture of the Gods,' a new book and a new story, and it's another historical novel based on Journey to the West."

"In the beginning of chaos, the Dao gave birth to life, and through refinement, the universe was divided into pure and impure. From the Taiji Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols were born, and now they still exist... in the palm of your hand!"

"In ancient times, after Pangu separated heaven and earth, all things were born. Hongjun, the Daoist, attained the Dao and ascended to the ninth heaven. Hongjun was the first person to attain the Dao and was called the Dao Ancestor. He passed on his Dao to three friends and took in three disciples: Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu..."

Chen Shouzhe began by recounting the background of the prehistoric era, ending with King Zhou's visit to Nuwa's Palace, and then the story ended there.

The audience was naturally left wanting more. They had never heard of the prehistoric era before. The background of Journey to the West already integrated many myths, and the story of the prehistoric era connected even more myths together.

"Is the girl asleep?"

When Chen Shouzhe returned backstage, he found that Chen Caiyu had fallen asleep in the arms of an assistant. Chen Shouzhe went up and hugged her, waking her up in a daze.

"Dad!" Upon seeing that it was Chen Shouzhe, he immediately closed his eyes again and continued to sleep.

"Master, it seems I can't accompany you back for the encore with Godfather. I need to take her back first," Chen Shou said to Guo and Yu.

"Go back quickly," Teacher Yu waved her hand and said.

"Let's go back," Old Guo said, waving goodbye.

Gao Luan has already gone up. This time, they only need to perform for half an hour, which makes their task much lighter. If they had to perform for more than an hour, they would definitely be exhausted.

Of course, Teacher Gao is quite capable; he's definitely aiming to become an artist.

Chen Shou held his daughter in his arms as his driver and assistant took him back to the horse farm.

He thought the little girl would sleep, but she woke up after arriving at the horse farm and was in high spirits, starting to make a fuss at home.

Since it was New Year's Eve, I pulled Yu Laoda and Yu Laoer together and we sang loudly in the living room.

"Have you taken a shower?" Chen Shou shouted to the crazy girl while looking at his phone.

"No, I'll wash later. I want to sing again. I want to sing Little Apple." The little girl had completely gone crazy and no one could stop her. Fortunately, the horse farm was spacious, so it didn't matter how much she shouted. Only the animals might have to suffer a bit.

Chen Shou had a lot to do, but not too much either. The main problem was that New Year's Day was also the start of the new year, and he received a lot of New Year's greetings from people.

He needs to reply to some of them, and some are just mass messages, which is fine to deal with.

Of course, he received many calls, but Chen only answered a few.

"Looks like you're very busy. I tried calling several times but couldn't get through." Chen Shou said with a smile as soon as he made a call.

"Yes, quite a few people came to offer New Year's greetings," Chen Shou nodded.

"I knew you were busy, but I didn't expect you to still have time to perform crosstalk. I should have bought a ticket to listen. I heard you've started a new book. Looks like the big boss is going to make money again," Yan Danchen laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Ghost Blows Out the Light will probably be restricted in the future, and Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio is also in trouble," Chen Shou said.

"Serves you right. But this time you've opened a book about gods and ghosts, so be careful it might get banned too," Yan Danchen said with a smile.

"No, where is the child?" Chen Shou asked.

"I just fell asleep."

"When are you coming back?"

"What's wrong? You missed me?"

"Ah."

"Hehe, I don't believe a word you say, not even a punctuation mark. Don't worry, the child is very obedient. Are you going to be alone for New Year's Eve?"

"I have a daughter."

"Yeah, everyone knows you're a doting father. I'm thinking about having a daughter too, while I'm still in pretty good health."

(End of this chapter)