Entertainment: The Path to Best Actor for Talented Actors

At this moment, two young and pretty girls came to the front of the stage carrying two bouquets of flowers, and the two girls quickly stepped forward to take them.

Back in front of the microphone,

Yue Yunpeng adjusted the microphone with that smug look on his face.

"Oh my, I'm so nervous. I've never been this nervous during a performance before."

"Yes," said Sun Yue.

"As a relatively popular actor in the past two years, I couldn't stay backstage, you know?"

I told my master to move me in front of Zhang Yunlei, but he said no.

Yue Yunpeng's smile was very friendly, and his words were calm and unhurried, just like chatting with friends.

Sun Yue stood in front of the table and took the opportunity to offer a toast.

The two typhoons are becoming more and more stable, and they are managing the situation very well.

"I like Yue Yunpeng the most!"

"This child looks so cheerful!"

"Sun Yue, I love you..."

The whispers of nearby spectators reached Zhang Ze's ears.

Zhang Ze witnessed the influence of Deyun Club today; the loyalty of its fans is much stronger than that of idol groups.

Guo Degang is truly remarkable for developing the traditional art of crosstalk to this extent.

"The performers just now are Zhang Yunlei and Yang Jiulang, who are currently the most popular performers in our Deyun Society."

"Oh my god! I can still laugh, but my heart is bleeding!" Yue Yunpeng covered his face, looking aggrieved.

"Whoa..." A series of synchronized sounds rang out.

The audience burst into laughter!

"I love his cheeky, smug look!"

This feeling was quite interesting to Zhang Ze and Zeng Lai.

Sun Yue laughed and said, "Go ahead and make a ruckus! Five minutes will be up, and we'll be relying on your ruckus to keep the time going!"

Our rule is that no one can leave the stage before 30 minutes are up!

"Hey, don't tell anyone!"

The audience burst into laughter again.

"Thank you everyone for liking our young crosstalk performers from Deyun Society!"

"Phew!"

Another chorus of boos erupted from the audience.

"A middle-aged crosstalk performer!"

"Phew!"

"What else do you want? We're just a bunch of dying people, aren't we?"

Yue Yunpeng looked very aggrieved, which made everyone burst into laughter again.

"Everyone loves crosstalk, and we young crosstalk performers also enjoy studying it. So where do we get our material?"

"Please speak!"

"Art originates from life, yet transcends it."

"An old saying~"

"People enjoy listening to crosstalk and laughing. The clear energy rises and the turbid energy descends; when these two energies are evenly distributed, food goes to the large intestine and water goes to the bladder—it's good for the body!"

When Yue Yunpeng was talking about water returning to the bladder, he gestured with both hands towards Sun Yue next to him.

"Ha ha!!"

"Hey, when you talk about the bladder, can you please not gesture this way?"

Sun Yue had a half-smile on his face, and his tone made people want to laugh.

The two of them really cracked their little joke.

Zeng Lai sat next to them, giggling. Their tickets were for the very front, very close to the stage.

At that moment, Zhang Zheli was standing between the two of them, playing with the fruit on the table.

She occasionally listens to crosstalk, but has never heard it live.

The experience of listening to it live is completely different from hearing it on the radio.

These jokes are pretty funny~

"How is it? Do you like it?" Zhang Ze asked, leaning closer to her.

He was afraid Zeng Lai wouldn't like to hear it.

"Very interesting!" Zeng Lai nodded with a smile.

After all that buildup, Yue Yunpeng was finally ready to get to work!

The skit the two were performing this time was called "You from the Hospital Ward," which is an old skit, and the two performed it very well.

Yue Yunpeng has been famous for so many years and has performed countless shows. He's already very familiar with these kinds of things.

"Okay, enough about your bladder! Let's move on. What should we do if someone gets a disease?"

"What should we do?!"

"Go to the hospital!" Yue Yunpeng said, squinting his eyes as if he were very serious.

"Ha ha!"

"You didn't expect that, did you! It's just that amazing!"

Sun Yue, standing to the side, remarked speechlessly, "He's spinning pretty awkwardly!"

……

Yue Yunpeng said with a serious face, "Many people backstage are sick!"

The audience started to look forward to it as soon as they heard Yue Yunpeng was going to bring up his own people.

The motto of Deyun Society is: "No hierarchy on stage, but rules must be followed off stage."

I wonder who they're planning to criticize this time?

"I don't have any powerful connections, but I have an actor named Hou Zhen."

"A family of crosstalk performers"

"right"

"Hou Baolin's eldest son and grandson!"

"That's right"

"The jokes are so true... Um, I'm my master's driver now, you know!"

"Hahaha..." The audience burst into laughter.

As a fan of Deyun Club, how could I not know about Hou Zhen?

"Hehe, wait a minute! How come this family of crosstalk performers has changed drivers now?" Sun Yue patted Yue Yunpeng on the shoulder.

"He is... um..." Yue Yunpeng pouted, looking quite troubled.

He glanced backstage, as if afraid Hou Zhen would come up and beat him.

"He's just not very good at it."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"It's a prestigious family!" Sun Yue's voice lacked confidence.

"Haha! Yes, it's a pure aristocratic family!"

Another burst of laughter erupted.

"Ah! I feel much better now!" Yue Yunpeng said with a smile.

"I'm even more comfortable than you!"

Zhang Ze and Zeng Lai, who were sitting in the audience, also laughed. They had heard of Hou Zhen and his wife before.

The two continued, "It has nothing to do with coming from a respectable family and liking to perform crosstalk, but I do like driving."

"Something happened a couple of days ago!"

"Hou Zhen had a car accident? How is your master?"

"What could possibly happen to my master? He wasn't in the car!"

"Hou Zhen drove himself?"

"Um"

"It didn't work out!" Sun Yue said with a disappointed look, which made everyone laugh.

Yue Yunpeng: "Here's what happened. One day, the nanny said she needed to buy groceries, and Hou Zhen said he would go buy them."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. What are you doing, a driver, taking over the nanny's duties?"

"No, he has a very good relationship with the nanny!"

"Oh oh oh oh..." A commotion arose.

"Hahaha!!!"

"I knew they would make fun of Hou Zhen."

"My lord is doomed."

The audience members laughed and talked to their companions.

"At my master's house, every room has a name. His name is Si Baozhai. Do you know the driver and nanny's rooms?"

"Hahaha……"

The audience below the stage all expected this to happen; this was a setup to portray Hou Zhen and his nanny as having an abnormal relationship!

Suddenly, Sun Yue appeared in what seemed like a "wedding room".

The audience burst into laughter again; the joke had really hit its mark.

"Si Baozhai, bunk bed!" Yue Yunpeng wanted to add something else.

Sun Yue, standing to the side, chimed in, "It won't delay things."