After my partner 5t5 talked about cross talk, I became popular

Chapter 1 001

"How long has manga been out of date, who else listens to it except Ojisan?"

"Comedy artists are very low-level, so they all wear weird clothes that attract attention. Do you think his clothes look like skirts?"

Hearing this, Lin Ye looked at the ink-colored gown half-embroidered with cloud patterns on his body, and remained silent.

"Ah? Why don't you talk, it's even more boring."

"Do you want to be a street comedian?"

"Still holding the fan, is it very hot? I'm afraid there is something wrong with it?"

Lin Ye tapped the satin folding fan lightly in his palm, and looked up at the three high school students with colorful hair who were joking about him.

"Hey, little boy, you can make more money as a cowherd in Qingshui Street than here, right?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, this guy might go home and cry with the coins he earned today!"

go home?If I can go home, I still need to suffer this anger?

Lin Ye sneered, and walked forward leisurely with square steps: "Red hair, that's right, it's you. If you study for two more years, you should know that 'mancai' is something left by your ancestors. Why, no Is it literate? You grow your head just to insert those few hairs?"

"You, Huang Mao. Is there anything you can look down on comedians? With your appearance, you are born to eat the rice of the circus."

"And you, hair that is not red or yellow or yellow. Did you go to the Cowherd's shop for an interview to patronize and ask about the salary and didn't remember to ask the conditions? It's okay to fail the application, just go back and find your good brother to take care of the business. But forget it , I don’t think you have a strong relationship, so I’ll give you the leftover hair dye they used.”

Lin Ye has a bad temper when he is hungry, and today his partner has something to do, so he was already angry when he came out to perform on the ground, and he happened to meet a little gangster who had nothing to do - a killer who was still hanging out at three o'clock in the afternoon Extraordinary high school student——I felt a lot more at ease after making complaints about it.

"Forget it, I'm in a bad mood today and want to scold someone, so I won't scold you."

After all, he put his hands behind his back, decided that today's acting career came to an end, and walked away.

Those three high school students' IQs really couldn't keep up with their hair volume, and it was only then that Lin Ye realized that he was teasing them, and chased after them cursing.

While Lin Ye was humming the lyrics of Taiping, he had already turned the corner of the street, and the Shamat high school student quickly caught up, but he couldn't find Lin Ye again, scratching his head in confusion.

On the eaves of more than three meters high, Lin Ye turned over beautifully, stepped onto the roof, clapped his hands, sighed, his eyes were full of exhaustion.

This has to be put aside before, can Tangtang Linye go to the room just to hide from three high school students?

Half a month ago, he was the only child of the third generation of one of the best cross talk families in Huaguo. Although he was born under the strict discipline of his father as his successor, he still had everything needed for clothing and food, and he didn't have to do the clumsy and tiring work himself.

On the day of his 17th birthday, he had just made his debut in his own theater, had two talks with his partner, and sang a section of Taiping lyrics solo.

As a result, when I got off the stage, my eyes went dark, and when I woke up, I was in Tokyo.

To be precise, in the garbage dumps of Tokyo.

Apparently, he passed into the body of a Tokyo man named Hayano. This man was about his age and looked very similar, but his living environment was very different.

The original "Lin Ye" was a pauper who lived under the bridge next to the garbage disposal station. When Lin Ye passed through, he was still wearing the cross talk outfit for some reason, but as soon as he got up and took a step, he stepped into a lump of sesame paste. In a muddy puddle.

His original coat and folding fan were both custom-made, but they made him feel bad.And he has always been pampered and didn't know how to wash clothes. Fortunately, a good neighbor—the old man who lives in the garbage dump next door—lent him half a bar of soap, so he cleaned it.

In the next few days, Lin Ye was really confused for a while, relying on his ability to speak well, he slowly got the original owner's situation out of the uncle's mouth.In fact, there is nothing to understand. The uncle knew that he said that he could see ghosts all the time, and he dared not go to crowded places. He often lay down under the bridge for a day.

Lin Ye was originally a staunch materialist, and he didn't believe in strange powers and gods at all. As a result, that night, seven or eight "little ghosts" with flapping wings flew to Lin Ye, almost scaring him to apologize to Plato himself. .

Fortunately, the memory of the original owner slowly came to life, and Lin Ye realized that there was something called a "curse" in the world he passed through, and he was originally a magician. The school run by artisans was expelled.That's why I came to the outskirts of Tokyo, a place with few people and lots of garbage.

And those "little ghosts" who haunted him were not good things, they were called "flyheads", they were the lowest level of curses, and they fed on people's fear.

——His original owner has a lot of fear, so he specially recruits these things.

But Lin Ye grew up held in the palm of his hand, and he didn't know how to write when he was afraid of words. The cockroaches fell away after a while, and there was only a silly pink cockroach left crooked at him. He thought it was quite fresh, Just keep it by your side as a pet, and give it the name "Fen Meili".

After spending a long time, Lin Ye finally walked back to the garbage dump.As soon as she looked up, she saw Fen Meili laying on the uncle, wriggling her unsightly body.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lin Ye walked over and knelt down.

The uncle wrapped his little quilt tightly, and tremblingly said: "I... I'm afraid I'm going to die."

"Huh? You were alright when you went out?"

The uncle pointed to his stomach: "It hurts so badly, and the cold sweat can't stop. I'm going to die, Lin Yesang. Tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the Mancai Conference with you."

After all, the uncle resolutely closed his eyes.

Lin Ye looked at the half-opened broken can next to him: "Master, you are dying, you have eaten your stomach."

"No, I'm going to die, let me go. Lin Yesang, I will wish you all the best in heaven, I heard my mother's call..."

Lin Ye looked around, and the only thing calling him nearby was Fen Meili who was screaming on him, so he stretched out his hand to grab it on his body.

"Are you just looking for an excuse not to go to the Mancai Conference with me?"

The uncle turned around, avoiding Lin Ye's eyes: "How could it be, the men of our Sato family have never been stage fright, ouch, it hurts to death, ouch..."

Lin Ye was puzzled, the idea of ​​talking about Mancai was also proposed by the uncle, so why is he pretending to be sick at this juncture.

In the first few days when he came in, although he was confused, he still maintained the habit of waking up early every day to practice his voice. The uncle said that he had a good voice and had a sense of speaking, so he should do manga—a Japanese art similar to cross talk.

Lin Ye summed up that this is also a way of life, and he happened to use his old skills, so he went to an Internet cafe to study all night for a few days, and wrote a few comic-rhythm jokes by himself.But Man just needed a partner, so he tricked his uncle to go out with him every day as a street performer to practice tacit understanding, which can be regarded as a combination, and the effect is not bad.

Today they were going to the Mancai Conference held at the seaside. It doesn't matter whether they can get the ranking, the important thing is that they can get [-] yen per person, which is a day's food expenses!

"But didn't our partner Mann be good a few days ago?" Lin Ye rolled his eyes, and the bad move came to his mind, "Oh, forget it, if you pass, I will take all your bedding away and keep it in mind , and then contact the University of Tokyo School of Medicine to make your carcass a specimen, which will last forever..."

"You don't have to!" The uncle sat up abruptly, and said earnestly: "We were on the side of the street a few days ago, it doesn't matter if we talk nonsense, anyway, there are not many people watching, today's conference, it is said that there are 500 spectators, and 'Yuzi Burn', 'Green Mayonnaise', and 'Hamburgers' are some well-known groups, let's compare them, how embarrassing!"

"There's still 500 yen left!"

"No, I'll sell my hair for 500 yen."

……

After convincing people with reasoning for a period of time, finally Lin Ye successfully persuaded the old man to come to the beach venue by "carrying the old man on his shoulders".

——Fortunately, the original master has very good strength, and he did not suffer from shortness of breath during this journey.

The performance started at 07 o'clock, and it was only 30:[-], and the people on the beach were too crowded to sit down.

Going to the backstage to sign in, Lin Yecai put the uncle down, and sighed: "It seems that Mancai is still very popular in Japan! It's quite my love for cross talk in Dahua! Take a look at these cheerleaders, pay attention, Really fastidious!"

Uncle: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. (you have the guts to take the big leba away from my mouth)"

As a result, after the opening performance of a popular girl group, more than 400 fans also left, and the rest came to listen to Mancai. Lin Ye counted, and there were as many as 17 people in the audience.

The first pair is the "Tamakiyaki" combination, which won the No.1 Japanese manga competition last year. They have sharp words in the position of complaining (praise) and a lot of stalks in the position of pretending to be stupid (funny), attracting many passers-by who are not interested in manga. Also come to listen to the excitement, the number of viewers soared.

Lin Ye: "This is called 'Wen Hao Ke Po', no matter how cold the style is, people will like it when it comes out."

Uncle: "Woo woo woo. (nsdd)"

The second pair is a resident guest on a late-night TV show. Unlike the traditional 5-10 minute manga, they are good at telling jokes of more than 20 minutes, and will add various salty and wet scenes. Lin Ye frowned Head, I think this is simply a waste of art.

But when he turned his head to look at the uncle, the saliva flowed down to his feet.Lin Ye's feet.

Then the third group and the fourth group performed differently, so that the venue was sparsely filled with about a hundred people.

"Next, let's invite the first-time group 'I really want to eat'."

After the host announced the curtain, Lin Ye seemed to have a spotlight on him, and he stepped onto the stage gracefully.

He was not stage fright at all, but when he looked back, the uncle was gone.

As soon as it was untied, it ran away without a trace.

The audience felt a little strange when they saw him on the stage alone, but they thought it might be some kind of design, so they waited patiently.

Douzi's sweat ran down Lin Ye's face. He didn't have much stage experience, so he didn't know what to do at this time, but he knew one thing.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, suddenly blessed to his heart, those masters, don't they all have to play a little song before the cross talk starts?

"Shocked, stunned. By the way, today's guests are all good-looking. Look at this uncle, he has a lot of hair."

"This aunt is rich and honorable at first glance, and she will never be punished if she lives to 99."

"This little girl has eyes like stars, but your boyfriend yesterday is not this one."

The audience burst into laughter.Lin Ye was already good-looking, but now this smile is even more pleasing to the eye. Although the words are not very good on the stage, Lin Ye has a good voice, and the audience has never heard Mancai sing in front of him, so it feels very fresh.

Lin Ye's eyes quickly searched for special audiences off the stage, hoping to create some topics, and he knew in his heart that he couldn't keep singing like this, and his mind was spinning wildly.

Suddenly, he saw a man with silver hair and a blindfold sitting next to an otaku in the last row, and his heart skipped a beat.

The reason for the click was that he vaguely recalled in his memory that he seemed to be very afraid of this person.

The person the original owner was afraid of?Is it another "curse"?

No wonder the dress is so strange, it's not as beautiful as pink, Lin Ye cursed.

"Little fat brother in the last row, you can sit next to him, there is a little ghost over there, I will help you get rid of the evil."

Lin Ye walked quickly to the last row while singing. The audience thought he was still performing and looked at him cheerfully.

"Look at my kick, let your bad luck pass..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Ye kicked Wutiao Wu's face beside the otaku.

The audience was stunned. They had never seen Takeshi suddenly start in the middle of the performance.

"Snapped"!

Gojo Satoru lightly blocked the kick with his hand, and twisted his backhand, causing Lin Ye to fall directly on the ground.

"Hahahahaha!" The audience burst into laughter.

Gojo Satoru bent down, and lightly blocked Lin Ye's microphone with his hand: "Why haven't I seen you for more than a month, and you treat the teacher like this?"