Since he had decided to follow Mr. Hou to perform, He Xiangdong went back to the garden and explained everything to everyone.

He Xiangdong originally thought he was leaving like this, and he might have to join the art troupe later, so the actors in the garden might have opinions.

Unexpectedly, everyone agreed very much, and even Su Xiaoya, who was the most inconspicuous, agreed very much to him, which surprised He Xiangdong.

In fact, the most core part of Xiangwen Society is He Xiangdong himself. Everyone is revolving around him. He is the pillar of Xiangwen Society. It can be said that if he is gone, then Xiangwen Society will be gone.

So he said he wanted to join the art troupe, but others had no objection. No one believed that he would no longer care about the Xiangwen Society after joining a professional group. This was impossible. Last year, he did not give up on the Xiangwen Society when he was about to starve to death after not having eaten for several days, let alone now.

Xiangwenshe is He Xiangdong's lifeblood, and no one will doubt this point.

As for his performances at the art troupe, it is very simple. It is just to improve himself and make himself famous. The core of Xiangwen Club is this person. Only He Xiangdong is better and Xiangwen Club is better. It is not that Xiangwen Club is better and He Xiangdong is better. This order relationship must be clarified.

After settling in the garden, He Xiangdong went home and talked to Zhang Kuoru. Zhang Kuoru also agreed that he would have more contact with professional crosstalk actors. It would definitely be helpful for him to run more places.

Chen Jun was handed over to Zhang Wenhai to take care of him. He still had to go to the garden every day. He was familiar with these days and knew how to take the bus. He was 4 years old and He Xiangdong was also more at ease.

In the evening, I called Tian Jiani and told each other about my lovesickness and the things that the couple were ashamed to say. Now He Xiangdong also installed a phone call in his bedroom, and some of them could only be said in the bedroom.

Alas, a young man in love.

Two days later, He Xiangdong ran to the art troupe office again. The partner Hou Sanye arranged for him was Xue Guo, and he was very satisfied with this arrangement.

After talking about crosstalk over the years, my partner has changed a lot, some of whom are very high-level, just like his master, and some of whom are more advanced, just like Wu Jin, but Xue Guo is the one who feels the best.

Xue Guo is only 27 years old this year, not even thirty years old. Although she has been a science since she was a child, her supporting role has not reached the point of perfection. Her level is not as good as those old men, but it is very suitable for him and gives him a sense of indescribable comfort.

Although the two of them didn't say this, He Xiangdong knew that Xue Guo's feelings must be the same as him. He could talk crosstalk with Xue Guo, and it was so compatible. This may be the grace of the ancestor.

Then we started rehearsals. The performance was in Shijiazhuang, which is a railway transportation hub city. It is precisely because of the gathering of many railway trunk lines that Shijiazhuang has flourished quickly.

The art troupe goes to Shijiazhuang to perform condolences every year, and it is regarded as a very important station, and the troupe attaches great importance to it.

This time, he decided to perform two big shows there and perform for two nights. He Xiangdong and Xue Guo's crosstalk were placed on the next night's cultural evening.

When he arrived in Shijiazhuang, it was already very late, but Xue Guo was a little sleepy and pulled He Xiangdong out to eat in the middle of the night. After he went out, He Xiangdong realized that Xue Guo was actually a gourmet, and he could find any delicacies in any corner.

According to him, the art troupe went out to show condolences over the years. In addition to rehearsing, he also went out to find food for a while. He was familiar with no delicious food in these cities.

Xue Guo also took him to a remote alley with street lights. Before the boss closed the door, he insisted on polishing four donkey meat and burned it out. He Xiangdong was really convinced.

However, donkey meat is really delicious. The taste of this family is quite good. He Xiangdong is also a favorite and enjoys eating. Just as he was about to have a big meal tonight, Xue Guo told him that he was going back and not to wander around in the evening.

He Xiangdong was confused at the time, and he had thousands of heads running by in his heart. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran so far to get to this alley where there were no dogs to buy these broken fires?

He Xiangdong was going crazy, and he was even more crazy. Because Xue Guo only gave him some firewood, the boss only made four and refused to do it again. They were two, and there were two who wanted to give Mr. Hou and his master. Xue Guo was very righteous.

He Xiangdong really wants to cry.

The next day, the rehearsal began. He Xiangdong's crosstalk was the next day. He was just strolling in the theater and watching others rehearse. The actors in the group were not familiar with him, and no one came forward to talk to him.

He Xiangdong didn't mind, and smiled indifferently, and looked around. This was his performance habit. Before the performance, he must be very familiar with the performance environment, including the size of the venue, the audio equipment, the distance between the audience, and every declining seat. This is the homework that an excellent artist must do.

He was watching here, but he was seen by someone. He thought he was a yard picker and was doing odd jobs. The man called He Xiangdong: "Hey, who is going to drag the sand behind and go somewhere."

He Xiangdong looked up at her and was now a middle-aged woman in a director's uniform and looked very well-positioned. When the man saw He Xiangdong still being stunned, the woman frowned and shouted, "Why are you standing there? Let's drag the sand to the back."

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that he had regarded himself as a pickup site and didn't care. He went on the field to move sand at that time.

There was a sketch on this stage. He went on stage and smiled at the people, saying, "Come on, please help me."

But a few people looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't do anything.

He Xiangdong asked for something boring and a little embarrassed. He still came out in the sketch and said with a smile: "I'll help you move."

When he came out, the others were no longer idle. They all came over to help with the help, and they were still saying, "Teacher Liu, you can rest for a while, we'll do it."

Teacher Liu just smiled and a few people pulled the sand quickly dragged it to the back.

The woman in the director's uniform also smiled satisfied and continued to instruct He Xiangdong: "Who, put down the wardrobe here again."

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly, he really became a pick-up site.

Before he could do anything, a young actor came out of the backstage. The man was quite owed. He opened his mouth and said to the female director: "Oh, Sister Wang, this person is leaving because of Hou Tuan. Why did you let him pick up the yard?"

The man did not lower his voice. Many people in the theater heard it and looked at He Xiangdong on the stage in surprise.

He Xiangdong's face was not good at that time. Didn't this mean that he was a relative?

The female director, Sister Wang, was also surprised and asked, "Did you bring it to Hou Tuan?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

Everyone looked at He Xiangdong with a strange look. We were so tired that we had to come to this big place to perform. There were many actors in the troupe who couldn't come. As a result, you are an outsider or a young man who came here through contact?

It's too unreasonable. To be continued.
Chapter completed!