Chapter 23: The Powerful Birth of Monkey King

Li Yaoguang saw off the kind-hearted Uncle Li, then smiled at the stall owners who were looking at her. Everything was said without words, and they all went back to their own business in silence.

Li Yaoguang spread the black tablecloth that her aunt had made for her evenly around the small table, smoothing out the wrinkles with her little hands;

She put the black gavel that her uncle had carefully prepared and that fit her little hand perfectly to the right side of the table;
She bent down and opened the door of the cabinet under the bookcase, first took out a special wooden bracket, and then took out her secret weapon, ahem, actually a paper speaker made of thick paper made of multiple layers of oil paper. She used it to replace the microphone on the surface and to cover the microphone amplifier in the anchor system;
Finally, put the water hyacinth filled with boiled water on the table on the left, and put the bookcase next to the chair at your feet.

Well, her storytelling stall looks very realistic!
Standing up and walking around to observe, Li Yaoguang nodded secretly to express her satisfaction. It was already bright in the sky, and it was time for people to go to the streets. Li Yaoguang was not in a hurry. After all, the people who went to the streets at this time were either businessmen or shoppers, and everyone was in a hurry. Naturally, no one would be willing to stay and listen to her storytelling at this point. So she was not in a hurry. Instead, she took out the buns that she had just bought but had not had time to eat, and sat on her folding stool to concentrate on eating the buns.

After eating two buns and drinking two sips of water from the gourd, Li Yaoguang put the lid back on the gourd and touched her belly. She looked around and saw that all the stall owners had no business. She was no longer in a hurry. Instead, she dug out an old shallow pottery bowl from the bottom of the bookcase, which she had carefully selected from the rags she had collected in the yard. She walked three steps towards her stall with the bowl in her arms, put it on the ground, thought for a while, and then threw two copper coins in as a false way to attract money. Li Yaoguang nodded with satisfaction and then walked back to her little stool and sat down.

There was no business coming to the stall nearby, and the bored stall owners saw that the new kid was particularly calm. He had made all the moves but was in no hurry to start talking. Instead, he was calm and composed, with his hands folded across his chest and his eyes closed. Everyone was very curious, but how could they know that Li Yaoguang was immersed in the display screen of her golden finger, seriously reviewing the clip that was going to be broadcast soon?

As a host, not fake broadcasting is my bottom line.

So even if she was in ancient times, and even if she had the audio in her album that she had practiced and was going to say today, she didn't plan to lip-sync to it. After all, it's not good to deceive people and heaven. She could travel through time, who knows if there is such a thing in this world...

Back to the point, although she is confident in her professional skills, it is always a good idea to practice more and more, and it is also a responsibility to the audience.

And the reason why she put on the tablecloth was because she wanted to make her show more exciting, right?

Although it is a real live broadcast, the necessary dubbing still relies on the golden finger, such as microphone amplification, which is to make the audience hear more clearly;

For example, when there are various sounds in the book, such as thunder, horse hooves, and dog barking, she also re-dubbed and recorded them in the dubbing studio in advance, and then played them out when telling the story, so that the audience can have a better experience;
All of these have to be covered up by the tablecloth. As for the doubts about the sound effect, except for the microphone, everything else was mixed by her herself, so she is not afraid of verification.

As the sun rose higher, the sounds of street vendors could be heard. Even the uncles and aunts selling winnowing baskets and rat poison had opened their shops, and there were also women, children, the elderly and children going out in the residential area on one side. Li Yaoguang thought about it and decided to test the waters during this period of time.

So, he turned on the microphone amplifier that had been adjusted to a suitable volume, put his mouth close to the paper speaker on the stage, and a burst of clear and unique singing with a child's voice immediately came into everyone's ears, instantly attracting the attention of passers-by.

"You carry the load, I lead the horse, we greet the sunrise and see off the sunset, we flatten the bumps and make a road, after overcoming all the difficulties we set out again, and again, la la, la la la, la la la la..."

With the familiar background music, Li Yaoguang was deeply touched, but he also admitted that he did it completely on purpose.

Don’t you see, why Marilyn Monroe attracts so much attention? Isn’t it because of her highly suggestive signature moves?
According to the analysis of later psychological experts, it is a kind of psychological suggestion.

Although she doesn't understand psychology, she knows that from childhood to adulthood, no matter how many generations have passed, whenever the familiar background music is heard, the first thing that comes to mind is Journey to the West. This is an indelible impression. Who can say that this is not a psychological suggestion?

Although this is the ending song and not the opening song, it does not prevent her from playing it at the beginning. After all, she can play the opening song with her golden finger, but the reality is that she is not good at playing it. So, if the opportunity comes one day, she does not mind playing the opening song. Now, hehe, it is better to sing the ending song to attract customers and deepen their impression.

However, once this song was released, although it was not invincible, it still attracted a large number of people to stop and watch it across time and space.

When the song ended, Li Yaoguang took the opportunity to bang the gavel and lightly tapped the sound effect with her little hand. There was a burst of lightning and thunder, followed by the sound of surging waves. The audience around them suddenly changed their expressions and looked up at the sky, but they only saw the scorching sun. Where did the thunder and waves come from?
When everyone looked at Li Yaoguang again, their eyes changed.

Li Yaoguang seized the opportunity and said softly, "A long, long time ago in Dongsheng Shenzhou, there was a fairy stone on the top of Huaguo Mountain on the coast of Aolai Country. One day, there were thunder and lightning, waves roared, and the fairy stone burst open, shaking the world. It turned into a stone monkey, which turned the sky upside down and the earth into the ground, shocking the nine provinces, and the heavenly court and the divine court trembled three times..."

Such exquisite skills of the main clerk and such magical onomatopoeia dubbing, has anyone in the world today ever heard such a storyteller?
The fortune teller, who still had no one visiting, heard the fairy sound and looked in the direction of Li Yaoguang with his eyes wide open in disbelief. He was so excited that he didn't even care to remove his beautiful beard and just sighed excitedly.

"I heard the sound of this ventriloquism many years ago. When I heard it again many years later, I felt that this guy's ventriloquism had reached perfection. It was so amazing that I was mesmerized..."

It was these words that attracted the attention of passers-by who stopped to watch and unconsciously walked past the vendors into the shadow of the ginkgo trees to listen attentively, and they could not help but praise them.

“What a bright sound!”

“It sounds exactly like this!”

"That's right, I thought it was really thundering just now!"

"This sound is wonderful. I am astonished by it..."

The crowd did not dare and did not want to disturb the little storyteller under the tree, but they could not help but echo his sentiments, without wanting to disturb his kindred spirit.

A strong black man nearby glared at the people around him unhappily and warned them fiercely.

"Don't talk, you're interrupting me from listening to the monkey. Be quiet!"

Everyone's neck shrank. A woman who was taking her child to the street to buy breakfast became so fascinated that she didn't even buy breakfast. She picked up the child at her feet, pointed at the storyteller under the tree, and whispered into the child's ear.

"Hush, my dear son, listen carefully. This book is really interesting. It talks about monkeys. Listen carefully, my son."

The child was well behaved. Li Yaoguang's story was so fascinating that the child was fascinated by it. He clapped his hands and praised, "Wow... Monkey!"

(End of this chapter)