The literary evening was over, and the crosstalk performances between He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai also ended, ending with the cheers of the audience.

This performance was undoubtedly very successful, and you can tell from the reactions of the audience. After the performance, He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai returned to the garden to continue the performance.

As Xu said, this party will be broadcast on TV. Although it only takes half an hour, He Xiangdong's crosstalk is on the list.

But it has also been cut a lot, which is the disadvantage of TV crosstalk. It cannot give you enough time to complete a perfect performance, so TV is suitable for promotion, but not for real performances.

The TV is a TV station in the district, and it is a small station. It was not broadcast during prime time. It was broadcast for half an hour at around 2:00 pm. It was OK, and He Xiangdong finally went on local TV.

At the beginning of the year, when he was recording traditional crosstalk highlights in Tianjin, he went to Tianjin Satellite TV. Unfortunately, his garden was in Beijing, so it was useless to play on TV there.

This is not the case. The base camp is here. Although it is an afternoon show, it still has some influence. The number of viewers has gradually increased in the past few days.

The evening newspaper in the district also reported this literary evening party and also focused on introducing He Xiangdong's performance, saying that it actually has twelve lessons in crosstalk, and exaggerated He Xiangdong's solid basic skills.

He Xiangdong did feel the power of modern media. There are about twenty more viewers every day than before. This is an excellent phenomenon. He Xiangdong is simply crazy about being happy.

But within a few days, Su Xiaoya came and criticized He Xiangdong fiercely: "Tell me, my god, I have very few brains as unsophisticated as you."

He Xiangdong still had a unclear face, and the actors in the garden were also there, looking at the angry Su Xiaoya with puzzled eyes, and Guo Qing was also there, but the traitor stood behind Su Xiaoya without any stance. Although he didn't understand why the other person was angry, he still looked indignant.

He Xiangdong asked in confusion: "What's wrong with me?"

Su Xiaoya was dressed very beautifully today, wearing a floral skirt and a pink hat, but her words were unforgivable: "What's wrong? The TV station and the newspaper are talking about your performance. What a great opportunity. Are you just sitting there?"

He Xiangdong still didn't understand. He looked at the old men who were also puzzled, then looked at Su Xiaoya and asked, "This is a good thing. It's been broadcast on TV. In the past few days, many viewers have said that they have seen my performance on the TV stations in the district, and they have told their neighbors and friends that many people have come these days."

Su Xiaoya took off her hat and threw it back. Guo Qing took it happily. Su Xiaoya pulled the corner of her skirt and sat on the chair, looking at He Xiangdong and said, "You don't understand yet."

He Xiangdong shook his head blankly.

Su Xiaoya let out a heavy sigh and patiently explained to him: "Your crosstalk is broadcasting on TV, and your crosstalk is also said in the newspaper that your crosstalk is correct. Many people must have seen it, that's right."

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "That's right."

Su Xiaoya said with a grudge: "But those people saw these reports and saw your crosstalk, but who knew that He Xiangdong opened a crosstalk garden here? Who knew that you could watch it after buying a ticket? What a great promotion opportunity, I missed it in vain."

After hearing this, He Xiangdong and several old men looked at each other and looked at each other. They did not expect that this point would be on TV in their impression and became more famous. Then there was no more. Their thinking and mentality were very passive, and there was no chance to fully promote their strategies.

In other words, I don’t know how to create stars or how to make a name for myself. It’s 1997 and the entertainment industry is just starting out. I want to compare the complete star-making model of future generations, but now it is still in the exploration stage.

Even professional brokerage companies are like this, how could He Xiangdong, the artists who only know how to tell crosstalk, want so many. However, this also indirectly reflects Su Xiaoya's outstanding vision. She is still a student, she has noticed these things.

He Xiangdong knew that he seemed to have made a mistake, but he said, "Then I can't do anything about it. The TV and newspapers are not my family, and I can't interfere with them."

Su Xiaoya rolled her eyes beautifully and sighed helplessly: "Why can't you interfere? You can't edit Xiangwenshe in crosstalk jokes. Although it may be cut off, at least you have worked hard. Besides, you can always interfere in the newspaper. If you add more words to the reporter's report, the effect will be completely different. You can always try harder in this place. Even if there is no way, you spend some money to make a small advertisement on the same newspaper and issue. This is OK."

He Xiangdong was almost stunned when he heard this, and there were also the actors who were almost stunned. No one expected that there would be so many tricks. After silence, He Xiangdong sincerely admired him: "You are so powerful, there are so many ways."

Su Xiaoya said speechlessly: "But you are useless."

He Xiangdong was also a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "What should I do? Why don't I go to the newspaper to advertise now?"

Su Xiaoya sighed and said, "Forget it, now is not the best time. This is the hot spot, it will be cold after it passes. Your advertising effect must be very poor, and the cost is too high, and the gain is not worth the effort."

Everyone in the backstage was a little disappointed.

Guo Qing stood behind Su Xiaoya and accused him very much: "That's right, Dongzi, you are too slow to turn your mind. What a good opportunity, I'll let it go."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Wenquan, who was behind He Xiangdong, cursed. The old man was in a bad mood now: "Get out, what's wrong with you? Get out."

He Xiangdong looked at Guo Qing's eyes sympathetically and sighed silently, a man with a negative IQ.

Guo Qing looked embarrassed, and he didn't dare to refute his master. He was also worried that he would be embarrassed in front of Su Xiaoya, so he wouldn't mention the discomfort.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle, and they were all old people, but they were not as good as the girls who were still studying. Everyone felt that they could not bear it.

After all, He Xiangdong is the headmaster, so he was the only one who pushed it out at this time. He said to Su Xiaoya: "It was our fault this time, and I really didn't expect so much that it would make you laugh."

Su Xiaoya sighed slightly: "Forget it, it's not your fault. You are all people who are obsessed with art, so how could they pay attention to these things."

"So, we need a professional to help us." He Xiangdong paused a little, turned his head and looked back at everyone's eyes. Several old men nodded at him, and then he turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoya very seriously and asked, "Are you willing to join us?" To be continued.
Chapter completed!