Mr. Yuan Kuocheng was born in 29 and was 03 years old in 74.

Older people go to bed early.

Just around nine o'clock, the old man drank a cup of hot milk to help him sleep, soaked his feet in hot water, and then put on his reading glasses to read the newspaper for a while.

After his hands were covered with the smell of ink, he lifted the thick quilt covered with a silk duvet cover and planned to have a comfortable sleep.

According to Chinese tradition, good fabrics are divided into "silk and satin".

There are many rules in the opera industry. They don’t like to use satin as it sounds like “broken” and does not sound good.

The daughter had long wanted to change the old man's down quilt, but the old man said that he liked the smell of the quilt.

Moreover, the quilt is thick and heavy, and it feels solid when pressed on the body.

Most of the older artists of that generation devoted themselves to their craft, but never made a fortune in their lifetime.

Jingle Bell……

I had just stepped one foot into the quilt and my butt was on the bed when I suddenly heard the phone ringing.

The daughter bought a mobile phone for the old man, but he often forgets to charge it and is not used to it. He still prefers to use the landline.

"Who's calling in the middle of the night?"

For the old man, 9 o'clock is already late at night.

Some people came to the phone angrily. The elderly already have poor sleep quality and low quantity, and they are interrupted just when they feel a little sleepy. How can they not be annoyed?

The old man’s landline phone is also the oldest one, without caller ID function.

Zhang Yuan still remembers the advertisement of BBK phone.

A man with glasses, wearing the same overalls as Kun Kun, answered the phone with a happy look on his face: "Hello, Xiaoli!"

The old man had a bad look on his face before he answered the phone, and soon after he picked up the phone, he also changed his expression to the same "BBK" expression.

"Oh, it's Zhang Yuan."

"Grandpa, good news! I found a job for my senior sister!"

Yuan Kuocheng frowned. He was still not used to Zhang Yuan addressing him as "senior sister".

"What job?"

"I didn't tell you before that I took her to meet the boss of a film and television company, and now she has a place to stay."

"A new drama will start filming soon, and my senior sister will have the opportunity to audition."

"Oh!"

[Received thanks from Yuan Kuocheng, Pingshu skills +2, Pingshu foundation +3! ]

Mr. Yuan recalled what happened before.

At this moment he had only one reaction.

A Yuan, you are serious again!
The old man felt that bringing the little lion to the bosses in the film and television industry might have exhausted all of Zhang Yuan’s few connections.

He was quite touched. They had only met each other a few times, but the other person was so concerned about him.

I thought that the little lion's future would depend on luck, and I couldn't rely on Zhang Yuan to take care of everything.

Then, they arranged it...

The old man was of course delighted. Given his relationship with Liu Tianli, he had watched Liu Shishi grow up, and she was no different from his own granddaughter.

How can this kind of relationship not hurt?
So after a few seconds of joy, he started to think.

It’s not that easy to find roles in the film and television industry. This kid won’t find a dirty little crew, so just send my little lion in.

"Zhang Yuan, what crew is this?"

Zhang Yuan roughly guessed what the old man was thinking.

I thought to myself that all parents in the world are so caring and I had to make the old man feel at ease.

After giving the old man a general introduction, he focused on one person.

"Mr. Yuan, the heroine of this film is Teacher He Saifei."

"Oh..." The old man felt relieved when he heard He Saifei.

There are two reasons.

First of all, Teacher He is famous, and the crew she is willing to join will definitely not be a small, fake crew.

Secondly, Teacher He Saifei is half a colleague, and the old man can have some say.

Teacher He Saifei is a famous Yue Opera actress. It is said that folk art and opera are inseparable. As a big name in storytelling, Mr. Yuan can naturally connect with her.

What makes the old man even more at ease is He Saifei's personality.

To sum it up, just one word.

泼！
Splash it in a hot way!

Teacher He started acting in movies in 86, and her earliest one was "Dream of Red Mansions" directed by Xie Tieli. This eight-episode movie took three full years to shoot, in which she played Miaoyu.

Then it started to go astray...

In her subsequent acting career, Teacher He Saifei almost became a professional prostitute and concubine.

She played the third wife in "Raise the Red Lantern".

She played the prostitute Xiao'e in "Red Powder".

By the time she appeared in the drama "The Mansion Gate", she was completely full of life, playing the role of the second wife who was born a prostitute...

Why does she always play this kind of role?
The key is to have the right personality.

This person is famous for her bad temper and bluntness. From actors to directors, there is no one she dares not confront.

Talk about whoever you don't like.

If an ordinary person had her temper, he would have failed long ago.

But what can be done is that she has real talent, good acting skills, good temperament and good looks.

Before filming "The Mansion Gate", she wanted to play the role of Yang Jiuhong, but the director and original author Guo Baochang, nicknamed Bao Ye, had never agreed.

As a result, He Saifei got angry and jumped onto a chair in front of everyone, pointing at Guo Baochang's nose and throwing a tantrum.

"You look down on me!"

"Have you always looked down on me and thought I can't act?"

Crying, making a fuss, and swearing!

But after this commotion, Bao Ye discovered that he had thought that those who sang Yue Opera were all weak and delicate, beautiful and had sweet voices.

But this guy not only has a bad temper, but also has strong explosive power, which makes him interested.

As a result, when he tried out the role, Bao Ye was shocked.

The audition was just to make her cry, but this old lady simply used her teeth to tear the white cloth in her hand into pieces.

For this scene, Bao Ye decided on the spot that Yang Jiuhong had to be her, no one else could do the job!

Yuan Kuocheng knew that He Saifei was in the crew. If he had given her a heads-up, given her aggressiveness, anyone who wanted to bully his little lion would have to ask Teacher He first if she agreed.

"Okay, that's great." The old man rarely showed a proud smile: "Come home for dinner when you have time, I'll invite Little Lion to join us."

For the old man, coming to his house for a meal is a great honor, even if it’s just noodles with soybean paste.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Yuan said happily, and thinking that the time was right, he got to the point.

"Mr. Yuan, as you know, I have set up a crosstalk troupe."

"Yes, I've been there, it was good."

"In fact, we have always wanted to find an old gentleman to tell stories to increase the diversity of our programs."

"But after thinking about it, and looking all over the storytelling world, I'm afraid there's no one better than you, Mr. Yuan," Zhang Yuan said while holding his hands.

"So I want to ask you if you have time to come over and read a long book with us."

Mr. Yuan hesitated.

He hasn't been telling stories in small theaters for many years.

It’s not that I don’t love it, or that the money is too little, it’s just that it’s too tiring, and there are really not many people who listen to the books.

Although crosstalk and storytelling are two different arts, they are actually closely related because they are both art of language.

A drum singer must be able to sing and play the drums.

Opera singers must not only be able to sing, but also have good posture, manners, and skills.

There is no need to sing or play any instruments; there are only a few such things in traditional folk art.

There is a joke in the crosstalk world that only those who are unpopular tell stories, but as long as you have a friend, you will tell crosstalk.

This is a joke, but it also shows that the two are close.

Moreover, storytellers, like crosstalk performers, are an art form that greatly requires feedback from the audience.

The more excited the audience gets, the harder the actors on stage work.

There was even an old man who shed tears on the spot because of the enthusiasm of the audience and said that he had no regrets in dying.

But there are not many audiences for storytelling now, which is why Mr. Yuan hesitated.

Can it be refused?
It’s hard to say no.

People have taken great pains to arrange a stepping stone for the little lion to enter the film and television industry. It is too unethical for them to turn their backs on them now.

Mr. Yuan thought about it again and again and agreed seriously.

And in order to repay Zhang Yuan's favor, he not only planned to talk about it, but also to talk about his best work "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!
When Gao Xixi's version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms was broadcast on Tianjin Satellite TV, Yuan was invited to tell the story.

In the entire industry, when it comes to the book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Yuan Kuocheng is recognized as a master.

After talking to the old man, Zhang Yuan immediately notified Guo Degang.

"Ah, Mr. Yuan Kuocheng is here to tell a story!"

Teacher Guo was shocked.

Can our small temple afford such a big Buddha?

Guangdelou invited Yuan Kuocheng to tell stories, which is equivalent to inviting Andy Lau to cut the ribbon for the opening of a hair salon.

"Be prepared to receive and take good care of the old gentleman."

"He plans to tell the story of The Three Kingdoms. I estimate that if he tells it one show a day, it will take several months."

"Okay!" Teacher Guo readily agreed, "I'll make sure to arrange it!" Not to mention coming to perform, Teacher Guo was planning to sit in the audience with a small notebook and take notes while listening.

Zhang Yuan thought about it and called Dapeng from the Capital Radio Station.

When the other party heard that Mr. Yuan was going to talk about "The Three Kingdoms", he immediately decided to find a film crew to record the entire process.

Fifty years from now, this video material will be a valuable relic of storytelling!

A few days later, at Guangde Building, Deyuan Society small theater.

Today is the weekend, and the small theater is doing good business, with an attendance rate of about 80%. It is another good day.

There were a lot of audiences, but no one paid attention to the fact that there was an additional show on the program posted at the door in addition to the usual crosstalk.

"A review of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

But unlike other programs, this one does not include the performers’ names.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan’s evaluation of Teacher Guo is absolutely correct.

Having been wronged, this person must retaliate doubly.

He deliberately did not write the performers' names, just to give those colleagues who often reported the incident a little surprise.

The show started as usual.

The first show was Li Jing’s quick-speaking storytelling, and the second show was a dialogue between Teacher Guo and Mr. Zhang.

The third show is a dialogue between Mr. Guo and Brother Qian.

There was constant laughter from the audience.

Everyone thinks it’s worth it to pay a dozen or so bucks for a ticket to get a few hours of happiness on a weekend afternoon.

But amidst the laughter, there were also a few strange noises.

There were sounds of grinding teeth, cold snorting, and chilling sounds...

The source of this voice is from those colleagues.

I took out a small notebook and wrote down page after page, wondering why the higher-ups didn't allow Deyuan Society to stop performing.

If he stops performing...

They looked at the crowd on both sides.

Then all these audiences are ours!
In fact, these people are really overthinking.

Even if Deyuan Society collapsed, it would not be their turn.

But while your own failure is painful, other people’s success is even more painful.

These people turned their grief and indignation into strength and began to write furiously.

"Okay, now please enjoy the storytelling..."

Guo and Yu left the stage and the female host came on stage.

There is no one on staff at the moment, and the so-called female host is Guo Degang's wife Wang Hui.

If Wang Hui had a headache or a fever and was not present, several actors would have to take turns to announce the show.

"Storytelling, Romance of the Three Kingdoms!"

"Performer, Yuan Kuocheng."

"Tsk, just change it to storytelling, we can still... Hey, isn't that right?"

They all closed their little notebooks.

"Who did the announcer say it was?"

"What's Yuan Cheng?"

"What is Kuocheng?"

"Yuan Kuo what?"

Just when several people fell into the "Ma Dongmei" dilemma, Mr. Yuan, wearing a reddish-brown gown, slowly walked onto the stage.

There are young people and old people in the audience.

The old man was stunned every time he heard the three words "Yuan Kuocheng".

After seeing the real person, everyone was ecstatic!

It’s coming today!
This ticket is so worth it!

This is no longer a question of how much money is spent. The old man has not said for many years that even if you spend money, you still have no place to listen to the live show.

The old audience stood up and applauded.

The place was already lively because of Guo and Yu. Someone started the applause and other audience members followed suit. The applause was one wave higher than the other and the old man couldn't even speak.

Mr. Yuan arrived before the show started.

Logically, he only needs to arrive 30 minutes early and change his clothes.

But the old man has a rule that even if his is the last one, he has to come to the first one.

If something goes wrong temporarily, he can take over.

This is called artistic morality.

Observing backstage and seeing so many spectators, he was also moved.

I haven’t seen so many people sitting in a small theater in many years.

As soon as he came on stage, he was welcomed with thunderous applause. The old man was filled with emotion and even felt a little sad.

"Okay."

“It’s good to have someone listen.”

The old man picked up the imperial robe and threw it heavily. The crisp sound echoed three times in the small theater, and the lingering sound was lingering in the air.

The crisp sound not only dimmed the applause, but also struck the hearts of several whistleblowers.

"How to do?"

Several people looked at each other and closed their notebooks helplessly.

As can be seen from Mr. Yuan Kuocheng’s name, he is from the “Kuo” generation.

There is a saying in the folk art circle.

It is said that "there is no faction that does not follow Yuan, and there is no one who does not follow Ma."

This refers to two industries.

The Ma here refers to Ma Sanli.

And the Yuan is referring to Yuan Kuocheng.

What this means is that the level of these two people in the industry is almost unbeatable.

From the perspective of seniority, the "Kuo" generation in the storytelling world is on the same level as the "Bao" generation in the crosstalk world.

In other words, Mr. Yuan Kuocheng's status in front of crosstalk performers is equivalent to that of Hou Baolin and Liu Baorui.

And if it is in the storytelling world.

Although they are known as the four great storytellers.

Yuan Kuocheng, Shan Tianfang, Liu Lanfang, Tian Lianyuan.

But Mr. Yuan is a generation older than the other three!
The remaining three had to call him "uncle" when they saw him.

Among the existing old masters in the entire storytelling community, Yuan Kuocheng is the one with the highest seniority!

He is a banner of storytelling.

To put it bluntly, most of his peers are now dead.

When people sit there and look around, they see that there are only younger generations in the entire folk art industry, not even any peers.

"Who invited Mr. Yuan here?"

Their faces were distorted, and their expressions were uglier than those of people who had eaten Wangzhihe canned herring.

Yuan Kuocheng is on the stage, you guys can report him.

Report this old man who was personally received by the first chairman and prime minister.

You don't need anyone else, your own master will slap you in the face when you get home.

It’s really shameless.

Guo and Yu were peeking from behind the door curtain, observing the movements in the venue from time to time.

"Mr. Yuan is very popular." Brother Qian praised.

"After all, he is an old man, and typhoons are good."

Teacher Guo also nodded vigorously. He was not convinced that the master was guilty. Just the demeanor he displayed on stage was enough to learn for several years.

At the same time, Guo Degang also looked at those "familiar faces".

Seeing that they had closed all the notebooks, his face turned pale.

Teacher Guo felt indescribably happy.

It's just like Chu Yuxuan eating peppercorns, it feels so good and numb!

"With Mr. Yuan here, we have an extra pillar to stabilize the sea, and no one can cause any trouble." Teacher Guo said happily.

"That's right." Brother Qian responded, rolled his eyes and spoke again.

"I don't know how much effort Zhang Yuan put in to invite the old man here."

Teacher Yu was reminding the other party that this scene was all thanks to Zhang Yuan.

After all, Brother Qian is one of us, so I always side with him.

[Received thanks from Guo Degang, crosstalk basics +1, crosstalk skills +1, stand-up crosstalk basics +2! ]

Teacher Guo smiled and licked his lips in his signature style.

"Invite him to dinner sometime."

"Yes, it's the end of the year, and it's time to settle the accounts." Brother Qian added.

"Yes, after a year of hard work, it's time to share the dividends."

Unlike the lively atmosphere in the small theater, Zhang Yuan's side was covered in ice and snow... (End of this chapter)