The Spring Festival Gala continued.
The entire world's Chinese population was in high spirits.
In the past years, when the Spring Festival Gala reached this point, due to their biological clocks and the time difference overseas, a lot of people would already be sleepy. Some people would not be able to see the end of the show and would not be able to wait until the New Year's bell rang before going to bed. But it was different this year. It was already very late, but the eyes of all the viewers in front of their televisions were shining brightly. Not a single person could bear to look away from their televisions, not a single person!
It was too beautiful!
This year's Spring Festival Gala was fucking toxic!
I can't stop watching it!
Hurry up, what's next?
Hurry, hurry, hurry, we can't wait any longer!
Right, what about the crosstalk? It was almost halfway through the Spring Festival Gala, but the crosstalk had not started yet?
Language programs had always been what everyone looked forward to the most. Up until now, all kinds of programs had basically appeared. Dance, song, acrobatics, magic, skit, etc. Only the crosstalk program had not appeared yet. Many people were also looking forward to this moment.
…
On the screen.
The host announced.
Finally, the first crosstalk performance came!
The Spring Festival Gala is like this. It pays attention to the whole and pays attention to the rhythm. Just now, "Thousand Hand Guanyin" and "Spring" cheated a lot of people to tears, so it's impossible to let everyone immerse in a sad mood during the New Year. At this time, a language program must appear to mediate the atmosphere, and the comedy program that appears at this time is particularly critical, but also particularly difficult to perform. If it's not a real strength program, it's difficult to control the scene, and it's difficult to pull everyone out of their previous emotions!
And Zhang Ye had naturally considered all of this.
He was very confident in this work!
…
In the crosstalk world.
In a small group chat.
"These people are too spineless!"
"Hmph, forget about that young man Little Hu, but why did Old Liu and Old Li also get recruited by Zhang Ye? They have no backbone! "
"How can they not accept the olive branch from the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Old Liu and Old Li have never clashed with Zhang Ye before. They're really smart. Back when the crosstalk world was denouncing Zhang Ye, they didn't even participate."
"Let's see what kind of crosstalk they can perform."
"I can't get better."
"Hur hur, what traditional crosstalk script can Zhang Ye come up with!"
"Right, Zhang Ye's novels are too vulgar. They are not presentable!"
…
Online.
There were also many people discussing it.
"The crosstalk is here!"
"I've waited for a long time!"
"The crosstalk script was also provided by Zhang Ye?"
"Yes, it's all him."
"Can this be cured?"
"Uh, Zhang Ye's crosstalk seems a little —"
"Yeah, he can even write crosstalks for the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Who knows?"
"A crosstalk with five or six people? How do I explain this? "
"This is the first crosstalk performance of this year's Spring Festival Gala. Let's see what it's like."
However, when the crosstalk was broadcasted live, everyone was deeply shocked!
…
On television.
Subtitles appeared.
The famous crosstalk actor, Li Xiangqi, appeared on stage with a smile.
His chubby body was full of joy, making people want to laugh at him.
In today's crosstalk, Li Xiangqi was acting as the "head".
Head: "Hey, let me tell you guys something. I had a dream last night. It was my dream! It's very strange. I've dreamt of my facial features, from … "
Eyes: "Yo! Head. "
The head sighed.
Eyes: "Haha! Haha! "
Head: "Hello, hello!"
"Do you still recognize me?"
Head: "I don't dare to admit it! May I know your surname? "
Eyes: "My surname is Eyes."
Head: "Surname … what is it?"
Eyes: "Eyes."
Head: "Are there any surnames like yours?"
Eyes: "The first one is."
Head: "Which one?"
Eyes: "Zhao Qiansun's eyes."
Head: "Never heard of it! Zhao Qiansun's eyes? Zhao Qiansun's Li! "
Eyes: "Ah, Zhou Wu's Zheng's eyes!"
Head: "Zhou Wu's Zheng Wang."
Eyes: "Feng Chen's Chu's eyes."
Head: "Stop poking! Aren't you afraid you'll go blind? "
Eyes: "No, I …"
Head: "What's your name, right?"
Eyes: "I'm called Eyes."
Head: "Eyes?"
Eyes: "Hai, yes, yes!"
Head: "Aiya, do you think there's a person called Eyes? Ah? "
Eyes: "Then what's this part of yours called?"
Head: "Don't touch it! If you break it, how are you going to replace it? "
Eyes: "What's this part of yours called?"
Head: "This is my eyes."
Eyes: "I'm your eyes."
Soon after, the facial features appeared on stage one by one and were locked in battle!
…
The live audience:
"Hahahahaha!"
"Aiyo, I can't take it anymore!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
"My stomach is cramping!"
"Hahahahaha!"
…
At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
His mother was clutching her stomach as she doubled over in laughter.
His three sisters were also laughing their heads off.
"Pfft!"
"Hahahaha!"
"This is so funny!"
"My brother is a god!"
…
Online.
"Awesome!"
"I'm convinced by this crosstalk!"
"Me too, I'm really convinced!"
"There's no internet buzzword, but it's really funny!"
"The format is also novel! But the language and baggage are all traditional! "
"Zhang Ye can actually write traditional joke segments? And he's even able to fucking write them so well? "
"Yeah, I thought that he only knew how to write those so-called 'Three Vulgar Joke Segments'!"
"Hahahahaha, it's great! This crosstalk is amazing! "
"So traditional can also be this funny!"
"Zhang Ye is smacking the faces of the crosstalk world!"
"Aiyo, I'm laughing so hard that I'm crying!"
…
The crosstalk world was in complete silence.
Tang Dazhang looked sullen and did not say a word.
The faces of the other traditional crosstalk actors who did not get on the Spring Festival Gala turned green!
They did not see the scene they were looking forward to!
How was that possible!
This was written by Zhang Ye?
So he could even write a script like this?
So it wasn't that he couldn't write a crosstalk that could get on a large-scale gala?!
The format was novel!
The idea was outstanding!
The laughs were frequent!
It was positive and healthy!
Even those in the crosstalk world who were biased could not find any fault with Zhang Ye's crosstalk — and that was the most shocking thing!
…
In the production control room.
Little Wang clapped her hands and said in a low voice, "This crosstalk, I die of laughter every time I watch it!"
Ha Qiqi also whispered, "Yeah, it's so novel."
Beside them, Zhang Ye overheard their conversation and couldn't help but feel amused. Novel? If they knew that this crosstalk program was actually an old crosstalk from his previous world's Spring Festival Gala that couldn't get any older, he wondered what kind of expression they would have.
Zhang Ye had hesitated for a very long time about what crosstalk he wanted to use for this year's Spring Festival Gala. He had written out a series of works and rejected them one by one as he felt that they were not suitable. Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to use Master Ma Ji's work to hold the fort for this year's Spring Festival Gala!
Master Ma Ji.
Five senses competing for credit.
Today's stunning appearance won a round of applause!
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