He Xiangdong's eyes were bright. After all these days, he finally met a colleague. He walked to the man and bowed and asked, "Are you also speaking crosstalk? Where are you talking about it?"

The steel wire rolled the cigarette butts onto the ground, crushed the foot, spit out a mouthful of white cigarette, and said, "I'm talking crosstalk in the railway art troupe, where are you?"

It turned out that he was a professional, and He Xiangdong thought he was a folk artist like him. He smiled and said, "I'm just a folk artist and I'm a crosstalk in a theater and teahouse."

Steel Wire Curl was slightly surprised and asked, "You said it from the people, this is not easy to do. There seems to be no folk crosstalk scene in our capital."

He Xiangdong was also a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, I have been looking for a hole to talk crosstalk these days, but I don't even say crosstalk at the hole."

"Hey, crosstalk is very difficult now. I don't have any performances in the art troupe, alas." The steel wire roll took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, dispersed two, and handed them to He Xiangdong: "Come on, man, draw them."

He Xiangdong waved his hand and declined, "I can't smoke."

He didn't care much about the steel wire roll. He held a niche in his mouth and stuffed another niche back into the cigarette box. He lit the cigarette and said, "It's good not to smoke, it's healthy, and it's good for his throat. Oh, by the way, haven't asked for advice yet?"

He Xiangdong said: "My name is He Xiangdong, who are you?"

The steel wire coil said, "My name is Xue Guo. Xue is Xue of Xue Rengui, and the fruit is Xue Rengui's fruit."

He Xiangdong smiled, his eyes were gone, and he said, "Where are you shaking money when you eat noodles?"

Xue Guo said: "Hi, crosstalk, just have fun. You may not necessarily have to use the burden on the stage. If you shake more burdens in life, you will feel much better."

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "What he said is reasonable."

The two of them hit it off, and He Xiangdong also sat at his table and started chatting with him, laughing.

The rain hasn't stopped yet. The group of people came in to hide from the rain and did not bring an umbrella. They were only trapped in this noodle restaurant. There were also those idle people who were furious and cheered: "Hey, aren't you both crosstalk actors? Why don't you tell everyone about it? Anyway, it's okay now. Do you want to listen?"

"I want to hear it, just say it."

"Tell me."

Anyway, it was all the people who were not interested in watching the fun. When someone mentioned this, all of them started to make a fuss. He Xiangdong and Xue Guo looked at each other and smiled.

Even the noodle shop owner smiled and said, "Or you two will tell everyone about it, which can be considered as adding some popularity to our small noodle shop. In this way, I have invited you two for this meal today. Do you think this is true?"

He Xiangdong shook his head and smiled, saying, "Is this paying all the performance fees?"

"Haha" Xue Guo was smoking a cigarette, and white smoke spurted out from his mouth and nose at the same time, as if she was about to become an immortal.

Xiaolong and Xiaohu, the two children, also came over, pulled He Xiangdong's clothes and said, "Uncle, just tell us the crosstalk."

Xiaohu also said to Xue Guo timidly: "Uncle Curly, do you also say crosstalk?"

When Xue Guo heard this title, she was happy and said, "This is not called curly, this is called fashionable."

Xiaohu scratched his head and said in confusion: "Cat? It looks like a lion-haired dog."

"Cough cough" Xue Guoyi's mouthful of cigarettes choked out of her lungs, and she only coughed so hard that her tears came out.

He Xiangdong laughed endlessly. This child was so interesting.

It was so good that Xue Guo had just returned to normal. He almost coughed out his lungs just now. He was not good at He Xiangdong and said angrily: "Why are you laughing at?"

He Xiangdong said: "Just laugh casually, I think what this child said makes sense."

"Go to the side." Xue Guo sprayed a sentence.

He Xiangdong asked again: "So many people asked us to say crosstalk, should we say it, don't we say it?"

Xue Guo said: "It's okay to say it, but I haven't said it for a long time, so I'm really panicked."

This sentence also scratched He Xiangdong's heart. He hadn't said it for more than a month. He was really greedy. He said, "Okay, why don't we just partner and say it back, but we didn't live right."

Xue Guo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You may have accurate words. I'll measure your life. Anyway, I can hold you whatever burden you make."

He Xiangdong smiled: "Then I have no problem. I can make a living, which section should we talk about?"

Xue Guo said: "You said it?"

He Xiangdong thought for a while and asked, "Zhang Lizi, can you come?"

Xue Guo asked, "It's okay to be praising and teasing, so come here."

He Xiangdong smiled. He knew that the guy on the opposite side was a man who knew the knowledgeable and had a certain understanding of traditional crosstalk. Zhang Lizi was a code word in crosstalk, referring to the traditional crosstalk theory of fun. This must be known to those who have a certain understanding of traditional crosstalk.

There are also code words like crosstalk, such as tying dolls, called climbing hills, playful words are called flat seams, geography is called running Liangzi, blessing and longevity is called sacrificial dish, big face is called chungpan'er, dream marriage is called Xiaohuangliangzi, tree leaves are called dry branches, fridays are called chanting, etc.

Xue Guo directly extinguished the cigarette, and the two of them stood up, and in front of the lobby, they started a crosstalk performance in front of everyone, and the audience began to applaud.

He Xiangdong smiled and found this familiar feeling again. He used to say crosstalk in a teahouse, and it was great that he could still say crosstalk.

Xue Guo thought it was very new. They had never said it in this environment in the professional troupe. They were eating noodles and drinking tea below, and talking crosstalk above. This was quite interesting. It seemed that at night, I had returned to the era of crosstalk in the old teahouse in Laoyuanzi. They just lacked two coats, otherwise it would be more like that.

He Xiangdong looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Today we are two brothers who will tell you all the crosstalk."

Xue Guo also praised: "Yes."

He Xiangdong said: "Everyone here doesn't know us. Let's introduce myself first. My name is He Xiangdong. I am a crosstalk person. I am next to me."

Xue Guoyi pointed to herself and said, "I"

He Xiangdong interrupted him and said, "This doesn't matter."

Xue Guo asked back, "Why doesn't this matter? The two of them came up, they all need to be introduced."

He Xiangdong said disgusted, "You don't need it."

"Why don't I use it?" Xue Guo asked.

He Xiangdongdao: "Because you are the supporting actor."

Xue Guo was unhappy and asked back: "What's wrong with the supporting actor? What's wrong with the supporting actor? What's wrong with the supporting actor?"

He Xiangdong said: "I'm still anxious. You are not good at supporting the actors. He is worse than the funny actors. He is not smart enough, so I won't introduce them."

Xue Guo said: "What's the difference between our supporting actors? What's the point of our intelligence? If you don't tell me a reason today, I will never end up with you."

He Xiangdong said: "I have to say, OK, I will give you a question. If you answer it, I will let you introduce yourself. I will admit that your supporting actors are not bad."

Xue Guo nodded and said, "Okay, come on."

He Xiangdong thought for a while and said, "Come on a simple note. One day your father is walking on the road. He is not going south, nor west, nor north. So where is your father going? Tell me quickly."

Xue Guo said directly without thinking: "My father is heading east."

He Xiangdong immediately responded: "Oh"
Chapter completed!