Who can provide Cantonese crosstalk (southern accent and northern accent)? I've been looking for it for a long time, but I can't find it urgently! ! !

Male (on stage alone): There are three forms of cross talk; It is stand-up crosstalk, mouth-to-mouth crosstalk, and group crosstalk. Stand-up crosstalk, a single performance, is basically telling stories and jokes to the audience. Crosstalk, two people performing, one teasing and one hugging, means that everyone in Doby is happy. Crosstalk is a cross talk performed by three or more actors. Our program today is cross talk, but my partner is still missing. I take another bow and apologize to you. (Bowing) Let's not worry, just wait for her.

Female (hurried on stage)

Man: Hey, here it comes.

Woman: Sorry, sorry, I'm late!

Man: Where have you been?

Woman: I went to the hospital.

Man: Hospital! (Looking up and down the partner) What's the matter with you?

W: Well, it's not that I feel sick. He is a member of my Cantonese Opera Troupe. He is not feeling well.

Man: What happened to him?

W: We have a performance tonight. This morning, when we were rehearsing, he swallowed arsenic …

Man: (Interrupting) Ah! Arsenic! Arsenic is poison! He committed suicide by swallowing arsenic?

Woman: No. We are going to perform Cantonese opera, that is, Cantonese opera. In the play, we committed suicide by swallowing arsenic together.

Man: (suddenly enlighted) Oh, what if it's needed by the plot and it's not really suicide?

Woman: Of course not. This is just a gesture.

M: What happened?

W: Later, later, he had a stomachache.

Man: Oh, it's another plot. It's not really a stomachache, is it?

Woman: No, I really have a stomachache this time.

Man: Ah, it hurts more than a gesture.

Woman: Yes, I thought he was in great pain, so I rushed him to the hospital.

Man: What did the doctor say?

Woman: The doctor said that he had food poisoning. Just wash your stomach and rest for two days.

Nothing serious, that's good.

Woman: That's not good!

Man: What's the matter?

Woman: I can't sing tonight!

M: It's easy.

W: What should I do?

Man: Just find someone to replace him.

Woman: Oh, I'm going to perform tonight. Where can I find someone to replace me temporarily?

M: Well ... (thinking) Ah, I got it!

Woman: Yes, who is it?

Man: Hehe, it's far away, just in front of us.

Woman: it's far away, right in front of you? Is that you?

Man: It's not my mother, it's me.

Woman: Is that you? You can sing?

Man: Hey hey, I can sing …

Woman: (Interrupting) Great, come with me!

Hey, wait, let me finish.

Woman: All right, all right, go ahead, go ahead.

Man: I mean … I can sing … Peking Opera!

W: Peking Opera? Can you sing Cantonese opera?

M: Cantonese opera, hehe, ashamed.

Woman: Go, go, go. You can't sing Cantonese opera. What can you do?

Man: Hey, I can use Beijing Opera to help me!

Woman: Oh, I think you are crazy. This Cantonese opera and Beijing opera, one is a southern dialect and the other is a northern tune. How can we make do together?

Man: Hey, haven't you heard of "Art Without Borders"?

Woman: regardless of national boundaries.

M: Besides, both Cantonese opera and Beijing opera originated in China.

Woman: She is also from China, so we can't confuse her.

Man: Hey, it's not chaos, it's called "creativity"!

Woman: Creative?

M: Yes, creative! Isn't the Singapore government always encouraging people to be creative?

W: It's encouraging and creative.

Then should you answer the government's call?

W: So what?

M: In that case, you should let me, a Peking Opera actor, help you sing Cantonese opera.

Woman: Is this it ... OK?

Man: Hey, all right, let's try.

W: Well (think about it) OK, just give it a try.

M: So which play are we going to sing?

W: We sang "Sweet Death" in "The Queen Flower" (say it again in Cantonese).

Man: Oh, the king flower!

Woman: Oh, have you heard the play?

M: Hehe, I haven't heard of it.

W: I haven't heard what you are happy about.

M: I'm glad to think that I can perform on the stage tonight and make a sensation.

Woman: Really (taking out the script), well, this is the script. Please read it first.

M: (taking over the script) Can you let me know the outline of the story first?

W: Well, this drama tells the story of the Ming Dynasty princess and Xu martyrdom. After they visited the Flower Hall, they both committed suicide by swallowing arsenic.

Man: Oh, I am Xu, and you are the princess?

Woman: Nonsense! You play the princess and I play the husband?

Man: Hey, hey, don't be angry. It is inevitable that I will be a little nervous when I perform Cantonese Opera for the first time.

Woman: Nervous? On the other hand, what do you do in Beijing Opera?

M: I, I played the role of Clean Corner.

Woman: Clear angle?

M: Yes, the angle is clear.

W: What is a clear angle?

M: Angular is what people often call a "big face".

Woman: Oh, big face, no wonder …

Man: No wonder what?

Woman: Can't a princess commit suicide when she marries Big Face?

Man: Hey, nonsense, nonsense.

Woman: Hey, I'm kidding, I'm kidding. I wish you would relax and not be so nervous.

M: Well, I'm not nervous anymore. I can start singing.

W: Well, the play begins with four paragraphs. One for each person. I'll read it first, then it's your turn to read it.

Man: You read it first, and then it's my turn to read it.

W: After I finish reading, sing a passage first, and then it's your turn to sing.

Man: You sing first, and then it's my turn to sing.

W: Just take turns singing. The last paragraph, let's sing together. Is that clear?

Very clear. No problem!

W: No problem. We'll start as soon as we turn around.

M: OK. Besides, the column is cut, the column is cut, and the column is cut.

Female: (Cantonese Opera Year White) Leaning against the temple, the trees are strange.

M: (Reading White in Peking Opera) The pearls reflect the yellow flowers.

W: Wait, wait.

Man: What's the matter?

W: Why do I sound so awkward?

M: Awkward? Isn't that how Singaporeans talk?

what can I say?

M: Singaporeans speak, and Chinese is mixed with English.

Woman: Yes.

M: Fujian dialect.

Woman: (Fujian dialect) Yes.

M: Cantonese.

Woman: (Cantonese) Yes.

M: Sometimes it is mixed with Malay.

Woman: yeah.

Do you feel sick?

W: I'm not upset about it.

M: So, it's not awkward to mix Cantonese opera with Beijing opera.

W: That makes sense.

M: That's reasonable.

W: Then let's turn around and start all over again.

M: OK (two people walking around in the same place). Besides, cut, cut, cut, cut.

Female: (Cantonese Opera Year White) Leaning against the temple, the trees are strange.

M: (Reading White in Peking Opera) The pearls reflect the yellow flowers.

Woman: (Cantonese opera chanting) What a heartbreaking night.

Man: You don't need a maid to accompany you. Stand down.

Female: (Cantonese opera Hua Dan sings)

Falling flowers cover the moon.

Borrow a cup on the stage to recommend

The queen flowers are fragrant with tears.

May I die and go back to my parents.

Take a sneak peek.

He wept bitterly.

I am afraid of my husband and wife.

Don't want to die for love, accompany me to the spring land

Man: (quietly)

Woman: OK, it's your turn.

Man: Oh, it's my turn to sing. All right. (Challenge) Hmm ...

Woman: (startled) Hey, what are you doing? Kill pigs?

M: This is the challenge of Beijing Opera.

Woman: Challenge?

M: Yes, challenges.

W: What is a challenge?

M: What's challenging is the hint given to the band before the actors start singing in China local operas, which is also called "please music".

Woman: Oh … I see, then you can sing.

M: (Beijing Opera is sung in a clean corner)

Infatuated hopes are buried together.

Yuanyang and lovers, snuggling together.

Build a new house on the platform in spring.

Find Pingyangmen Lane in the underworld again.

Woman: (quietly)

Man: Hey, it's your turn.

Woman: It's over.

Man: What's finished?

Woman: No singing.

Man: What's the matter?

Woman: The princess is dead.

Man: The princess is dead?

Woman: Yes.

Man: Did the princess swallow arsenic and die?

Woman: No. She was scared to death by your big face.

Man: Ah!