Chapter 148 My props are on the way
What is the role of talent shows?
The audience is there to watch the fun.
Industry leaders use talent shows to evaluate and assess the commercial value of a star.
The program group arranged this to give the artists a chance to play GG.
Everyone will make good use of this opportunity to show themselves and seek more opportunities for cooperation.
Before coming to "Slow Life", every artist has practiced the program they want to show for the ice-breaking session.
So, when the host Dazhi heard the content of Cheng Ling's talent show, he was so surprised.
"What? You want to tell a story?" Dazhi's surprise was beyond words, "Are you sure that your talent show is to tell a story?"
The host muttered in his heart: What story is it...
"The Tadpole Looking for Mom"?
"The Three Little Pigs"?
"The Little White Rabbit Opens the Door Obediently"?
It is said that Cheng Ling is a vase. Only people who are useless and have no talent will choose to tell stories...
Liu Zhiting sneered in her heart, another waste that is not to be feared by capital.
She glanced at him and said sincerely: "Oh, sister Cheng Ling actually wants to tell a story? It's just right for our Gong Yuwei to comment on it. Our teacher Gong is a master storyteller!"
Gong Yuwei's main business is crosstalk.
The basic skills required of crosstalk actors are very strict, speaking, learning, amusing, singing, and training in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer.
Every crosstalk actor is a master storyteller, they have the ability to tell ordinary stories with ups and downs.
Cheng Ling tells a story in front of the crosstalk master?
It is undoubtedly "showing off the sword in front of Guan Gong", which is just humiliating himself.
Gong Yuwei clasped his fists modestly: "I'm not a storyteller, I just know a little bit. I can take this opportunity to learn from Cheng Ling."
Guan Yiwei clapped his hands: "That's great, otherwise everyone would just sing and dance, it would be too monotonous!"
Lu Ju's eyes sparkled: "Yes, I like listening to stories! I suggest that Sister Ling should be the last one to tell a longer story with atmosphere, how much more touching~"
As for Xin Man, she said nothing.
She had a terrible feeling - she was being targeted.
The barrage was of another style.
【Fortunately, it was just storytelling. I was particularly worried that Sister Ling would say: I will perform a one-handed head-breaking performance. 】
【I also... I thought Sister Ling would say something like breaking a big stone with her chest, chopping wood with one hand, etc. 】
【Or climbing a tree with bare hands? Anyway, she wore shorts today, which was very convenient for movement - I sigh for Sister Ling here, the other female guests were all wearing fairy skirts, but Sister Ling was the only one wearing shorts that were easy to move. 】
【Cheng Ling obviously has no talent, so she tells stories. You guys are talking like she's awesome. 】
【Telling a story - I thought I was watching a talent show held by my son's kindergarten. 】
【My sister Ling has no talent? Haha, I admire your courage to criticize her without knowing anything about her abilities. 】
【Am I the only one looking forward to it? Although sister Ling's singing is a little bit shabby, her ventriloquism is amazing! She learned so well when she seduced the quail before! 】
【Quail: What seduction? That's called trapping! 】
The on-site staff got the performance programs of the guests and made preparations before the performance.
Those who sing need to find accompaniment without the original sound, and those who dance need to find good dance music.
Gong Yuwei said that the clappers used for crosstalk are carried with him, so the program team doesn't have to bother to prepare them.
"Teacher Cheng, what preparations do you need us to make? Props for storytelling, or accompaniment or something?"
The lady on the scene tried to suppress the sparkle in her eyes and asked.
The moment she heard Cheng Ling say that she wanted to tell a story, the lady on the scene almost jumped up.
Telling stories is great!
She will transcribe this story into an audio file when she goes back, and it will accompany her to sleep every night.
She has watched the finger dance hypnosis part in "Survivor" over and over again, if not a hundred times, at least eighty times.
Cheng Ling's hair was always loose and was gently blown by the wind.
She raised her hand to brush the hair that was blown to her chest to her back shoulders, felt the direction of the wet and salty sea breeze, and smiled gently: "Thank you, no need. My props are on the way."
The lady on the scene:?
On the way?
What does it mean?
Cheng Ling waved her hand, and the lady on the scene was stunned. Only then did she realize that Cheng Ling wanted to whisper to her. She suppressed her pounding heart and felt Cheng Ling slowly approaching her ear.
She had a faint smell of cassava chips on her body, which smelled delicious.
Cheng Ling's breath gently blew on her ears. Cheng Ling's voice was a jazz-like mid-bass, which was like an electric current entering her ears.
The lady on the scene instantly felt half of her body numb.
"The wind is blowing at sea, and there will be a heavy rainstorm at night. You'd better be prepared and don't get wet."
After saying that, Cheng Ling pointed her finger at the earlobe of the young lady on the scene, where a long vertical gold stick earring was hanging.
"There is a lot of moisture in the air on rainy days. If you wear this kind of gold jewelry, there is a risk of lightning. Take it off and put it in your bag, don't put it on your body."
The earlobe is also numb.
Young lady on the scene: I'm dying!
No regrets in death!
Wuwuwuwuwu, sister Ling!
Collecting harem?
Will you consider me?
I can tolerate you having 3,000 beauties in the harem without any complaints, and I will work hard to clean up the house. As long as you are willing to keep me, I will serve you wholeheartedly!
