"Isn't that right?" Yu Qian was speechless, "Just go around here."

Qi Yuncheng stood nearby and didn't bother to tell the uncle. He only explained to the audience, "There is a name called Monopoly Oiran. This is a traditional story. It has been sung by storytelling, stand-up comedy, drums, Taiping lyrics, Peking Opera, Ping Opera, and Bangzi.

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There is nothing that cannot be brought to the stage.

Of course, it would be too obscene if it were like what I imagined."

Yu Qian: "What do I think?"

Qi Yuncheng: "Oiran doesn't mean name. This person is called Oiran. She was a famous prostitute in the Song Dynasty at that time. Her name was Yaoqin. Yaoqin girl is considered to be an outstanding person in that industry.

Just like Uncle Yu."

"Why do you always keep making gestures with me like this?"

After talking and having fun, Yu Qian knew that he was unlucky enough to come to the party.

Qi Yuncheng's attitude was very sincere, "I say you are dedicated."

"Dedication can't be described that way, please explain it carefully."

"At this time, a young oil seller fell in love with him. The oil seller's name was Qin Chong. Qin Chong liked her and later they got together through dating.

How did they get together? How many taels of silver did it cost to enter that place? How could he, an oil seller, have any money? He saved up for several years before going there.

When the girl was drunk, the young man didn't think anything of it and just sat there all night.

Sitting there, he was in a daze." Qi Yuncheng looked up at the top of the gymnasium, "He had never seen the carved beams and paintings in the house, so he thought it was so good. There was a large incense burner next to it, and he sat guarding it.

The smoke coming out of the incense burner is called ambergris."

Yu Qian said, "It smells good."

"Yes, this thing has a very fragrant smell. In the past, it was given to the emperor in the palace. Those who have this kind of fragrance are not ordinary people.

The oil seller was sitting looking at the incense burner, letting out the smoke and thinking.

Not just watching, the girl drank too much one night and kept taking care of him. At dawn, the girl said he was a good man, and the two eventually got married. Such a story. "

"Oh, that's right." Yu Qian nodded, as if suddenly enlightened, and asked one more question, "So let's sing this?"

"Yes, but I have to ask for your cooperation."

"I can't sing."

"It doesn't matter to you. I'll be the oil seller. I'm a niche player in Peking Opera. You can be the oiran." Qi Yuncheng looked at the old man and smiled.

Yu Qian shook his head behind the table, "I can't come. How can I? I don't have the skills."

"You have no words."

"I don't know how to do anything."

"There is no drama. There is no drama if you drink too much. Just restrain yourself a little when you were drunk in Fenhewan. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."

Hahahahaha!

It was fun to bring up old things again, both on and off stage.

Roaring laughter.

Really classic.

Including Luan Yunping, who had packed up and put on her coat again, he was also curious about what kind of life Yuncheng was going to have with Uncle Yu.

"Don't mention it, okay?" Yu Qian waved his hand, "I can't come."

Not working hard, Qi Yuncheng felt worried. After thinking for a while, he suddenly noticed and continued to look at the uncle, "Well... didn't I just say that? I was in a daze, looking at the big incense burner, and you came to the big incense burner."

The angle was very strange. Yu Qian didn't expect it and asked the man, "Where did the incense burner come from?"

"I'm here listening to the first watch, second watch, and third watch in the Qiao Tower. Different songs are more different. The smoke from this incense burner makes me think about it. The incense burner you brought me just smokes along with it."

"Where am I going to smoke!!!"

"Smoking!!!" Suddenly, several spectators in the front row shouted loudly, which brought it to a critical point. It was impossible not to remember.

When they shouted, Qi Yuncheng was so beautiful that he said, "Look, you have forgotten your three major hobbies? Smoking, drinking, and perming your hair. You can light one and suck out the cigarette."

"Does this mean the incense burner?"

The more I talked about it, the fresher it became, and Yu Qian became more interested.

"Did you bring cigarettes?"

"I always carry it with me."

He took his hands out of his pants and a pack of cigarettes appeared on the stadium stage. The audience saw that everyone was getting more energetic.

There is no turning around, all eyes are focused on the actors.

"You say cross talk is so valuable in this life."

"What's wrong? You're drinking and smoking on stage."

"Hey, don't mention it." Yu Qian took it out, but he was a little unsure, "Is it really smoking?"

"Smoke." Qi Yuncheng said, "But I have to make it clear. You light up the cigarette as soon as I tell you to start. You are the incense burner. After singing in the middle of the night, you still have to wake up and put on a show."

"How to set up an airs?" Yu Qian opened the cigarette and took one out while talking. He didn't know how skillful his movements were.

I have been a smoker for many years.

"It's okay, you'll be able to do it then. But we can't sing, we have a band, can we call the band up?"

"good."

The audience applauded again, very welcome.

However, in the next second, only Zhou Jiuliang came up with a chair and three strings.

Yu Qian complained on the spot, "There is only one person in the band."

"How can I do this? This is my junior brother Zhou Jiuliang. Everyone knows him. The actor who is opening the show today wants to say hello to everyone."

Zhou Jiuliang was in business mode at the moment. After putting down his chair, he showed a bright smile and waved hello to the audience below.

It's impossible for the audience not to recognize it.

"Come on, sir, light your incense."

Yu Qian was embarrassed to smoke in front of so many people, so he held a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other.

Just light it up and take a puff.

The audience cheered and cheered. Indeed, after so many years of watching cross talk, this was the first time I saw an actor smoking on stage.

"The smoke is fragrant."

"Okay, please stop judging." Qi Yuncheng tried his best to suppress his smile and picked up the folding fan again, "Are you ready?"

"bring it on."

"start!!"

As soon as the folding fan opened, Qi Yuncheng stood up and silently walked a few steps towards the stage door.

When he left, Yu Qian smiled and held up the cigarette in his hand.

I don't know how unconventional the scene is.

I kept wanting to laugh while watching it.

The smell of cigarette smoke was too strong. When Qi Yuncheng came back, he fanned himself with a fan before singing, "Listen to the sound of Qiao Tower banging~"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Fireworks Courtyard trapped Qin Chong, the oil seller~

The oiran is drunk and on her gums~

Just like Concubine Yang, lying drunk on the dragon bed~~"

Qi Yuncheng sang a section with a steady show of effort, and Qi Yuncheng was in good spirits, and everyone noticed it.

"I have no choice but to wait upstairs~listen to the second watch of Qiaolou~"

After singing another sentence, Qi Yuncheng walked away and gave the uncle a look. Yu Qian understood. After all, it was the second watch and it was time for him to show off his incense burner.

Without saying anything, he put the cigarette into his mouth and took a few puffs. As he smoked, streams of white smoke came out of his mouth and floated on the stage.

After I finished smoking, I puffed my cheeks and vomited from side to side.

Just to show off the smoke of the incense burner.

The audience and the actors in the side curtains looked at it and wondered how much fun it was.

Deyunshe can handle any scene.

Qi Yuncheng sang again: "Two o'clock in the morning, two o'clock in the moonlight ~ the Eight Immortals table, four covered bowls and a pot of tea ~

A pot of warm tea is in your hand~

Not cold, not hot, not smacking teeth~
To be continued...