“That makes some sense!”
Aunt Yu nodded, thinking that what Du Chen said was quite good.
"But can we wait until that day?"
Aunt Yu sighed, still lacking confidence.
"Teacher Yu, what's wrong? Are you still worried that you won't make it to that day? How old are you and Teacher Guo?"
Du Chen laughed and joked with the two of them.
"Well, I'm still confident that I can live to see that day, but the problem is that we still have to eat! I'm fine, I can have this other income, but Lao Guo is different, he relies on this bowl of rice to make a living!"
Aunt Yu looked at the little black fat man and sighed, then drank some wine. Now the little black fat man looked even more depressed.
"I do have an idea, but I don't know if it will work!"
Du Chen thought about it for a long time and decided to give the two of them some advice.
"What method?"
This time it was the little black fat guy who asked Du Chen. When he heard that there was a solution, although he didn't quite believe that a kid like Du Chen could have any good ideas, Lao Guo had already tried his best, so how bad could it be?
"Radio!"
Du Chen told his own method.
"Radio?"
Lao Guo’s question.
"Radio station?"
Aunt Yu’s question.
"That's right! Radio station!"
Du Chen's affirmation.
"Du Chen, tell me in detail! How do you do it?"
Old Guo suddenly became interested and sobered up, and asked Du Chen directly.
"Contract some time on the radio station and play two crosstalk segments every day. Mr. Guo, you can also do storytelling, right? You can also play storytelling. In short, whatever you can do, you can play. Build your reputation first, and then you won't have to worry about not making money."
Du Chen remembered that Lao Guo became famous from the radio station in his previous life. Some of his jokes contained vulgar language, which led to people reporting him. Just when he was starting to gain popularity, he was suppressed again. However, Du Chen knew this, so he could naturally remind Lao Guo and Aunt Yu.
Upon hearing this, Lao Guo and Aunt Yu looked at each other. It seemed that there was some progress, but there were still many problems. Lao Guo decided to ask Du Chen in detail.
"Du Chen, your idea is quite good, but there are a few problems!"
Lao Guo thought about it and came up with several questions.
"Teacher Guo, please speak!"
"Then let's discuss this. First of all, why are our traditional crosstalks performed in small theaters? It's because many of the jokes have to interact with the audience! Otherwise, the jokes are no longer jokes. This can't be done on the radio, right? And if crosstalk is broadcast on the radio, people won't feel the novelty of going to a small theater anymore because everyone knows what we are going to say. It's like a spoiler, it's digging into our own roots!"
Lao Guo first expressed his concerns.
"Well, Mr. Guo, you also said that it's traditional crosstalk! Then can we change the format?"
Du Chen said carefully.
"Change method? How do I change method?"
"This has to be put into context. Like you said, first of all, playing crosstalk on our radio station is equivalent to spoilers, right?"
Du Chen asked Lao Guo, and Lao Guo nodded.
"So, how many segments are there in traditional crosstalk? I don't know, but even if there are many, there will be a day when the performances will run out, right? So why can't we innovate? I guess you have your own innovations, right? Besides, traditional crosstalk is long. We can't play such long crosstalk on the radio because some people don't have time to listen to it all. So, can you create some crosstalk that is shorter but with a lot of laughs?"
Du Chen asked Lao Guo back, while looking at Aunt Yu.
"Re-create?"
Lao Guo muttered to himself, thinking about this. His main focus now was collecting and restoring crosstalk pieces that were almost lost. Although he had some innovations, they were all based on the original works. He hadn't thought about creating his own crosstalk pieces. Deep down, he was quite traditional and somewhat resistant to innovation and change.
"What's wrong, Mr. Guo? What's the problem?"
Du Chen looked at Lao Guo and asked.
"Is this okay?"
"Why not? Wasn't Mr. Ma's 'Cosmic Brand Cigarettes' on the Spring Festival Gala good?"
Du Chen immediately hit the nail on the head. Would he dare to say that Mr. Ma was incompetent? He certainly wouldn't dare! Du Chen simply wanted to make Guo realize the reality. If he clings to tradition and conservatism, his path will be even more difficult.
"Very good, very good!"
Old Guo wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead with his hand, while Aunt Yu standing by almost laughed out loud at the embarrassed Old Guo.
"My personal opinion is that we can create some short skits based on some of the hottest news in society. Regardless of whether they are orthodox or not, at least let everyone know you and Aunt Yu! With fame, you can also better promote our traditional crosstalk!"
Du Chen's thoughts obviously gave Lao Guo a great shock.
"By the way, Du Chen, you mentioned Pingshu (storytelling)? How do you say that?"
"Yes, yes, nowadays everyone still prefers to listen to Mr. Dan's storytelling. I don't have much competitiveness in storytelling!"
Old Guo also nodded quickly.
"hey-hey……"
Du Chen laughed before he spoke, and this "hehe" made Lao Guo's heart tremble. He could see that Du Chen was a rather rebellious type, and this "hehe" made him a little frightened. He wondered what bad ideas Du Chen had waiting for him.
"Let's not talk about traditional storytelling, let's just talk about whatever's popular in the market right now!"
Du Chen calmly drank a sip of beer, then spoke to Lao Guo and Aunt Yu.
"What's popular to say?"
Lao Guo savored the content carefully.
"That's right! We should do whatever the people like. Of course, we must not touch anything that touches the borderline!"
“This, this…”
Old Guo was a little confused again. He knew that what Du Chen said was definitely not that simple.
"Teacher Guo, you've made a decision that goes against our ancestors!"
Du Chen said this with a smile, and Lao Guo's face darkened. This really went against the decision of their ancestors.
"Brother Qian, look..."
Old Guo couldn't help but look at Aunt Yu, hoping that Aunt Yu could give him some advice.
"You make the decision, I support you!"
Aunt Yu smiled with wrinkles all over her face and pushed the question back to Lao Guo.
"Brother Qian, I want to hear your opinion!"
Lao Guo's face was filled with black lines. What a guy, he is the one who has to take the blame, and any benefit is for everyone.
"Me? I quite agree with Du Chen's opinion! You can't even fill your stomach, what else are you thinking about? The Grandmaster wouldn't blame you if he knew! And Du Chen also said that you can only consider other issues after you fill your stomach!"
Aunt Yu told Lao Guo her opinion in a steady manner, and he was quite optimistic about Du Chen's idea.
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