He Xiangdong no longer had much hope for Gu Baimo. Gu Baimo's attitude disappointed him too much. This person really didn't want to talk crosstalk anymore.

He Xiangdong originally wanted to talk to him about the salary and benefits of Xiangwenshe and the current number of actors and audiences, but he said that he would never talk about crosstalk again in his life. What would you say if you asked him to say it?

Alas, in the end, He Xiangdong could only leave an address and phone number for Gu Baimo. He believed that as long as Gu Baimo did not put down the crosstalk, he would definitely come. It was not that he would definitely come to join the Xiangwen Club, but as an audience and a crosstalk enthusiast, he would definitely come to see it.

He Xiangdong has this confidence. Currently, most of the people who say crosstalk in Beijing are in the folk art troupe, which is the country. The people who really say crosstalk among the people are the Xiangwenshe family. As long as Gu Baimo still loves crosstalk, he will definitely come to see it, even if he just comes to see if crosstalk is doing well among the people.

As long as he is willing to come, He Xiangdong will continue to have a detailed discussion with him and will invite him to join Xiangwenshe again. In fact, Xiangwenshe's business is not bad now, enough for him to support his family.

If he doesn't come, it really only means that this person has really given up crosstalk, and He Xiangdong will not disturb him anymore.

So now He Xiangdong returns to the garden and waits quietly, or waits for the rabbit. It seems to be very passive, but in fact it is full confidence in an artist who truly loves crosstalk.

Xiangwenshe's performance continues. There are indeed no people on the hot afternoons. With fewer people, everyone is still relaxing to perform. The more people there are, the more tired you are, because you have to take care of the impression of each audience, no matter whether they are sitting in the front row and the back row or the corner.

In fact, for actors and audiences, small theaters like Xiangwenshe are the best places to watch crosstalk. The actors perform easily and feel comfortable to watch. The audiences at the corners can also see every expression on the actor's face and every movement on their hands.

If you really get a big stage, there will be thousands or tens of thousands of people in the venue, and it will be nice to have a lively look, but it will be difficult to get a better impression.

The new actor has not been recruited for the time being, and the performances in the garden are still continuing. Chen Yifang has not come yet today. He is too old to bear the high-intensity work.

In fact, the two old gentlemen, Fan Wenquan and Zhang Wenhai, couldn't stand it either. He Xiangdong is trying to minimize their performances now, usually in the afternoon and in the evening. If he is too busy to do so, he will add the performances.

The rest of the time was He Xiangdong, Li Quanjiang and Guo Qing, three young guys. Fortunately, He Xiangdong has many meetings and can also come to several programs alone. When he was too busy, he would go on stage to talk about stand-up crosstalk and storytelling. During this period, Zhang Kuoru taught him a lot and all of them were used here.

Li Quanjiang is a southern crosstalk artist introduced by Fang Wenqi. He has been here for more than half a year. He is quite kind, and he is not so good at showing off his own strength. He has a level, can be praised or funny, and the stage effect is very good.

He Xiangdong is quite satisfied with this person. He should say that he is a very good crosstalk actor, but if he says it is very outstanding, he doesn't understand why his master stuffed him like this?

He Xiangdong also made several calls with Fang Wenqi, but his master was vague and did not explain clearly. He could call his master by chance, but his master always told him to speak crosstalk well, so he didn't have to worry about him, and he didn't have to come to Shanghai to see him. He was doing very well.

He Xiangdong had no choice but to do so, and he didn't go to Shanghai, but he often sent something to Shanghai to his master, and he couldn't forget his three birthdays and two birthdays.

A few more days later.

Gu Baimo got up early, and when he went out, he first practiced morning class, let out his throat, and practiced his body all the time. He waited until he was sweating slightly before he returned home for breakfast.

After breakfast, I sent my child to school, but when I got home, I looked a little dazed and thoughtless. Everything I did seemed to be meaningless. I was clearly peeling an apple, but my thoughts were floating where I had gone.

Gu Baimo's lover came over, took the apple and knife in his hand, and slowly cut it in his hand. She smiled and said, "You dare to get rid of your apples, aren't you afraid of cutting your hands?"

Gu Baimo then came to his senses, looked at his lover, smiled on his face, shook his head slightly, and said, "I was a little distracted just now. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

Half of it was peeled, his lover still put the apple down, grabbed his husband's hand, stared at the other person with his eyes, and she said softly: "You are distracted today. Since that young man has been here, you haven't been sleeping well these days. When you go out to drive during the day, I'm very worried about you."

Gu Baimo shook his head and smiled: "I'm not in good condition recently, so I will adjust slowly, it's okay."

His lover lowered his head and was silent for a while, grabbed Gu Baimo's hand and used a little force. She said tentatively: "Would you like to go to that young man's crosstalk club to check it out?"

Gu Baimo turned his head and looked at his wife's eyes. His heart suddenly jumped. He had to say that his desire to go and see was very strong, but he didn't dare to think about it or face up to his inner thoughts. Crosstalk could no longer make money, and he still had a family to take care of, so he could not be so selfish.

"Forget it, there is no need." In the end, Gu Baimo shook his head sadly.

Gu Baimo's lover stood up from the sand, squatted in front of Gu Baimo, looked straight into his eyes, and after a while, she whispered: "Bai Mo, I know that young man has aroused the dream you buried in your heart for many years. I know you can't forget the stage, and I also know you are a responsible man."

"But no matter what, can we go over and see it? Even if we don't say crosstalk there, we will just treat it as the audience listening to crosstalk there. We haven't been to the live broadcast for many years, so let's go and see what the young man said, okay?"

"But I" Gu Bomo was still a little hesitant.

His lover shook his head, interrupted him, and said, "I know you can't let go of crosstalk. Instead of escaping, it's better to face it. I don't believe that you can stay there and not come back when you go to listen to crosstalk. If that crosstalk garden, that young man really has such great charm, it only means that their place is better than the professional group. Wouldn't that be better?"

Gu Baimo was silent for a while before looking up at his wife, his face full of emotion: "Thank you." To be continued.
Chapter completed!