Gu Yundong was startled, exchanged glances with Shao Qingyuan, and hurried in.
The voice from the ear became clearer, it was Gu Xiaoxi's voice.
"The scholar was so annoyed on the spot, he pointed at the woman and said, 'You are so unreasonable, I, I don't agree with you, good men don't fight with women', after finishing speaking, the scholar left in a hurry. I didn't think about that The woman stretched out her leg, but the scholar didn't pay attention, and was tripped to the ground on the spot. He fell into a daze, his face flushed, and he cried out with a 'wow'."
"Hahahahahaha." A burst of laughter rang out.
Gu Yundong had already reached the door of the main room, and he had a clear view of the scene inside.
Her uncle was standing in the middle of the main room, telling stories vividly, his eyebrows were beaming, his hands and feet were on his feet.
And Chang Yaya, Yang Shi, Dagu, Bianhan, Gu Dajiang, Xiao Keke and so on all surrounded him, applauding and clapping their hands.
Gu Yundong turned his head helplessly, looked at Shao Qingyuan and said, "I thought something happened."
Facing the door, Gu Dajiang was the first to see them, and hurriedly greeted them to come in, "Are you back? Is everything going well?"
"Successful." Gu Yundong walked in, sat directly beside Yang Shi, and put his arms around her hand.
Yang Shi was stunned for a moment, then grabbed her hand, smiling so much that her eyes narrowed.
Gu Yundong then asked, "What are you doing?"
"Your uncle is telling a story." Chang Yaya said, "Today, when the child moved, he started talking to the child, and he became a storyteller while talking."
She didn't expect how things would develop like this. Originally, she was the only one who was listening, but later the whole family came to listen, and everyone listened with gusto, which made people laugh and cry.
Gu Yundong was surprised, "Uncle is so good?"
Gu Xiaoxi laughed a few times, but Chang Yaya said with a speechless face, "You don't know, since he listened to a storyteller in Fucheng last time, he fell in love with it. The few times he went to the county town and passed the teahouse, he would know Stopped and stood outside to listen. Once I was so fascinated by it that I almost missed the time when the city gate closed."
Gu Yundong really didn't know these things, and he didn't expect that my uncle would like this.
Standing behind her, Shao Qingyuan suddenly said, "If my uncle is interested, you can go to the teahouse to be a storyteller. I heard my uncle tell stories just now, and they are actually not worse than those gentlemen."
What Shao Qingyuan said was right. Gu Xiaoxi put all his heart and soul into telling the story, and his tone was up and down, which sounded like a picture.
Of course, it is slightly worse than the experienced storyteller in Fucheng, but it is not as good as the teahouse in the county town.
The only shortcoming is probably not enough self-confidence. Gu Xiaoxi is only so relaxed in front of his family. If he is in a teahouse, he may feel uncomfortable with his hands tied.
Not to mention that there are occasional emergencies in the teahouse, which Gu Xiaoxi is not capable of dealing with.
But these can be cultivated.
As soon as Gu Xiaoxi heard that he was going to be a storyteller, he immediately waved his hands and shook his head, "No, no, I can only tell stories to my children with my three-legged skills. How can I go to a teahouse to tell a story? Other people's business. No, no, I can just farm at home."
He didn't dare, he was timid, even if he went to listen to books on weekdays, he would stand at the door and listen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com