Wu Jin wiped the sweat from his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Oh, it turns out it's a thread."

He Xiangdong asked back, "Or what do you think?"

Wu Jin laughed: "I thought it was a thread."

He Xiangdong was surprised and said, "Oh, so you thought it was a thread."

Wu Jin waved his hand and said, "It's not a thread."

These two people are competing on the Internet.

After awkward laughter, Wu Jin waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything, it's nothing."

He Xiangdong said seriously: "Don't think too much. My sister-in-law has nothing to do with me. You can't be fucked when you go back, especially to Xiaoyang. Oh, I think of this child, and I feel in my heart."

The last few words, He Xiangdong was already crying, his palm was still rubbing his eyes, making him look like he was in pain.

Wu Jin was stunned.

The guests below couldn't stop laughing. A few of them were drinking tea and coughed out, their faces were red, but they still kept laughing, so they didn't mention the discomfort.

He Xiangdong also stopped, his smirk was simply awesome. This person looked so likable. This is a person whose comedy cells penetrated into his bones. When you see this person, you can't help laughing. It's really like the old artists commenting on him before. This is simply the illegitimate son of the ancestor.

Wu Jin stopped He Xiangdong who was smirking and said, "You are talking nonsense anymore. I'm so angry if I do this."

He Xiangdong was not happy, and he argued: "You are not happy yet. I haven't told you about your sister-in-law yet."

Wu Jin was anxious and said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense."

The audience below "其" are all joking.

The old god He Xiangdong said, "I don't want to say it out, but I don't know whether the audience below wants it."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone below was shouting: "Say."

"Speak quickly."

Wu Jin's face became very exciting.

He Xiangdongyi spread his hands and said, "Look at the voices of the masses, they have given money, you can do it yourself."

Wu Jin looked at the audience, then looked at He Xiangdong, and could only threaten: "You have to say it well, you have to tell the truth."

He Xiangdong agreed very readily: "Of course."

Wu Jin smiled helplessly, suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Hey, how did you know about my sister-in-law?"

"Hey, I'm not listening to this in your corner."

Wu Jin was stunned: "It turns out that you still have this skill?"

He Xiangdong smiled: "That's not. I learned to climb the wall at the age of nine. How high are the people in the walls? What's the point of lying on the corner of the wall now?"

Wu Jin shook his head and praised: "Then you are so awesome, then what have you heard in the corner?"

When it came to the topic, He Xiangdong picked up the handkerchief on the table, pinched it in his hand and sat on the towel that the woman held in the old hand. His figure twisted slightly, and his face was full of charm. The charm of the woman in his bones came out immediately.

"Wow" the audience under the stage were all shocked, it was too similar.

Although it was not the first time he met, Wu Jin still praised: "Your attitude is even more like a woman than a woman."

How could they know that He Xiangdong has suffered in the past few years? He has experienced more things. When he had no food, he went to the countryside to sing opera with a Ping Opera troupe. He played the role of a dan player. His figure was amazing. Take now as an example. If He Xiangdong put on makeup, he could go on stage to sing opera directly.

He Xiangdong twisted and said in a sharp and soft female voice: "Oh, brother-in-law, don't lick there, don't, don't, don't, my sister is coming back soon, don't"

"Huh" The audience's faces were wonderful, and they made stingy sounds, and they couldn't stop laughing.

Wu Jin's face changed and he said in surprise: "What am I doing?"

He Xiangdong continued to use a sharp and soft female voice to say, "Ah, don't lick it, that's the toilet is dirty."

Wu Jinyi angrily pushed He Xiangdong and scolded: "I'll go to yours."

The bottom sounded, and the audience burst into laughter. The short section was over. The two of them bowed to the audience and then took a break.

There was no front desk here, so the only thing left for them was a small table against the wall. He Xiangdong picked up a towel and wiped it on his face and neck. It was too hot this day and his body was full of sweat.

Yi pulled the buttons on the coat, and the little sweatshirt on his body was soaked. Since his debut, whether it was windy, rainy, cold and cold, or hot sun, as long as he was talking crosstalk seriously, He Xiangdong must wear a coat. This is his persistence over the years.

Wu Jin was also very hot. He took off his coat, wiped it with a wet towel on his body, and then picked up the cold water and poured it into half a pot. He said, "This is so hot that it's so hot."

He Xiangdong also said: "Yes, it's so hot this day. There is no cool breeze. The wind blowing from this ceiling fan is also hot, and I can't bear it."

Wu Jin picked up the fan and slapped it hard on his body, saying, "Everyone said that heroes don't make money for June. We are still hot in this way when we are indoors. Those on construction sites outside must not be crazy."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "It is not easy for anyone to support a family. After this, I will invite you to have a cream ice cream to reduce the fire."

Wu Jinyi smiled and waved his hand, "Come on, you don't eat iced food, just look at me, and you can buy it for Xiaoyang to eat when he comes."

"It's done." He Xiangdong agreed very readily. He has suffered a lot in order to protect his throat over the years. He cannot eat things that are too hot, too icy, too salty, too spicy, too heavy, and can't smoke or drink. Anyway, it's like becoming an immortal.

Crosstalk is always like this. There is no big or small on stage, and the rules are set off. On stage, you can’t talk about other people’s things, and others cannot be anxious about you, so you can only ruin yourself. This is the industry rule. After leaving the stage, everyone is good friends and good buddies, and they are very close.

Just like He Xiangdong and Wu Jin, He Xiangdong always takes advantage of Wu Jin on stage, and he is very generous and good at making friends off stage. On stage, he always talks about Wu Jin's wife, but in fact he has only met his wife, and is very familiar with Wu Jin's son Wu Yang. This child often comes to him to play with. It's too hot this afternoon and doesn't come. I will be able to come to you by night.

The rest was almost over. He Xiangdong put on his wet coat and cursed the ghost weather again, preparing to start talking about Yi Duan'er.

The two stood up again, and the guests who were drinking tea and kneading melon seeds from the audience also watched them.

He Xiangdong said: "The show is followed by a show. I'll sing a little song for you next time, okay?"

"Okay" the audience applauded enthusiastically, He Xiangdong's little song was very popular, and even Zhou Fucheng, the boss at the counter, showed a look of anticipation.

"Sing a small Beijing song, the little widow goes to the grave and celebrate the New Year." He Xiangdong picked up the folding fan on the table, put it horizontally on his hand, pointed his left hand with two swords, raised it gently, and sang: "In the first month of the year, the widow is playing in the New Year, and the widow is thirty-two years old, that's that oh oh."

When he opened his mouth, the audience applauded and applauded.

He Xiangdong's excellent boy voice was not destroyed at the gate of the banknote. Instead, his voice became clearer as he became an adult, and some tunes that could not be sung in childhood could also be used. Moreover, because of his experience in traveling around the world over the years, his voice had a little more experience and time. This is the truly honed precious voice.

On a small table next to the corner, there was a handsome girl with a ponytail facing the sky, standing on her head, looking at He Xiangdong's ordinary face, listening with relish.
Chapter completed!