Zhang Wenhai looked at He Xiangdong in amazement and said in a lengthened voice: "Wow, are you not taking medicine when you are on stage or what are you doing?"

The audience also looked like they were confused. It was just fine, but why did they suddenly laugh?

Gu Baimo naturally saw He Xiangdong laughing wildly, and knew that the other party had seen him. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, and sighed silently in his heart. I'm afraid that this time he would still disappoint the young man and he would not join.

He Xiangdong laughed several times before he heard it. His eyebrows were about to fly. He had been waiting for several days. He was already desperate for Gu Baimo, but he didn't expect that he would come anyway.

Sure enough, he didn't let go of crosstalk. When he came, he couldn't let go of what he couldn't let go, and I knew he couldn't let go of what he couldn't let go.

He Xiangdong said with a smile: "Haha, everyone is very confused. I am very happy because I met an old friend, an old friend who still loves crosstalk, haha."

Zhang Wenhai also turned his head and asked in surprise: "Is he here?"

He Xiangdong nodded excitedly and told Gu Baimo that he had also told the actors in the garden that they all knew about it.

After hearing this, Zhang Wenhai became excited. He was all from the industry. He also admired Gu Baimo for a long time. He had met him several times before, but his friendship was not deep. He looked around for a few times. Although he hadn't seen each other for many years, he still recognized him and laughed on the spot.

Those audiences were even more confused, they were all looking at me and I.

Gu Baimo sighed and didn't want to stay for too long. He stood up and said to his wife: "Forget it, let's go."

His lover nodded and stood up with the child.

Seeing that someone wanted to leave, He Xiangdong immediately spoke out and said, "Wait, I've come here, just listen to this crosstalk. Do you have no courage to listen to crosstalk?"

Gu Baimo turned his head and looked at He Xiangdong.

The audience also looked back at Gu Baimo.

He Xiangdong looked at Gu Baimo calmly, and spoke slowly but confidently at the microphone: "There are all the distances here, don't you listen to the show? Just take it as listening to what we said, and listen to what the crosstalk in our Xiangwen Club said. Do you really don't want to listen?"

Gu Baimo stared straight into He Xiangdong's eyes, with little expression on his face.

There are also some people who match the audience. Beijingers love poverty and are very familiar with each other. They are not familiar with each other: "Sit down and listen, the crosstalk here is very funny."

"Yes, the ticket money has been spent. I heard that it is okay to do whatever you want here, but I will beat you to death and never refund the ticket. Isn't it in vain to leave?"

"Let me hear what the two on the stage said. He still knows you? Just watch a friend perform."

Everyone was urging Gu Baimo to stay, and Gu Baimo's lover also said, "Baimo, let's stay and listen to it, all the money has been spent."

His son Gu Yuan also said, "Dad, I'm tired of walking, it's so cool here, let's wait here for a while."

Finally, Gu Baimo sighed softly and sat down.

As a result, the audience applauded, as if they had won a victory.

He Xiangdong smiled a few times before starting the performance. When he came to his colleagues, he should pay more attention to the performance. The performance of the audience is mainly aimed at lively. The audience loves to make fun of each other, and they should pay attention to the display skills in front of their colleagues.

He Xiangdong's crosstalk is called learning the song. He has re-adapted the songs and tunes he knows have thousands of sections, and they all learned them in those years when he traveled with his master.

He compiled the story again and then interspersed the songs from all over the place. It was very interesting and fully displayed his voice. This is a very good program, and the effect on the scene is very great.

The layman watched the fun and the expert looked at the tricks. Gu Baimo was just taking a look at it casually, but within a few minutes, his eyes lit up slightly, and he stopped leaning against the chair, straightened his body and looked at He Xiangdong in surprise.

The main reason is that He Xiangdong's performance surprised him so much. He was also a famous actor in the past, so he still has the ability to identify people. I have to say that this young man is so powerful that he is a little ashamed.

Gu Baimo also compared himself with him, but found that even the peak of himself was probably not a match for this young man. Although he could only listen to He Xiangdong's crosstalk, he could already see a lot of things.

"How could such a young man be so powerful? His crosstalk art has entered a mature stage. How could it be?" Gu Baimo was shocked.

The experience of crosstalk artists is like this. It is best to learn from elementary school. Start learning from masters at the age of seven or eight. When you are in your teens, you will follow your master to perform and accept your master’s teachings while performing. When you are almost twenty years old, you will work hard on the world alone and hone your skills.

It was only in his thirties or even to forty that his crosstalk art could enter the maturity stage and slowly polish it to become a talent, and only then could a piece of jade be carved into a real rough jade.

But these are all very talented artists and very capable masters. With practical and effective training, his crosstalk can be mature.

If you lack any yi ring, this artist cannot be made, so there are many practitioners in the crosstalk industry. It is very simple to get started, but very few people really cross the threshold to become talented.

Like He Xiangdong, his crosstalk art is already very mature, how can he not surprise Gu Baimo?

Looking at the history of the crosstalk exhibition for more than a hundred years, it seems that only Xiao Mushroom can achieve this. It is still around twenty years old, and the art of crosstalk has completely entered the maturity stage, but what a wonderful and magnificent character he is.

Is there another one now?

No wonder he can accept disciples in his early twenties. He is fully qualified to do this. Didn’t Xiao Mushroom also accept disciples and teach them at the age of nineteen?

During the crosstalk, Gu Baimo was already impressed by He Xiangdong's talent.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but instead became very interested in such a small crosstalk garden. It was a pity that only so few people came to listen to crosstalk.

After the show, He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai went to the backstage to rest, and he didn't go to find Gu Baimo immediately. Before leaving, he looked at him and knew that the man had been completely attracted, so he was not panicked and could not run away.

The performance was followed. It was not until the end of the performance that He Xiangdong walked out of the backstage and saw that Gu Baimo's family of three had not left in the theater.

He Xiangdong showed an unexpected smile. He was the purest folk artist, and he also understood artists the best and understood artists' pursuit of art. He walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Mr. Gu, it's been a long time since we saw you."

Gu Baimo seemed to see a stranger, and his eyes staring at He Xiangdong were full of surprise. He quickly asked, "Who is your master?"

He Xiangdong replied: "Fang Wenqi."

"It's him." Gu Baimo was shocked at the time and asked again: "You turned out to be his apprentice."

He Xiangdong looked at Gu Baimo with some confusion: "You are not old, do you know my master?"

Gu Baimo shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before, but I often listen to my master."

"Mr. Zhao?"

Gu Baimo nodded: "Yes, the master often mentions the teacher of Ling, and his words are highly praised. My master often says that Fang Xian has a broad life path. Although he does not have a clear personal style, it is all-encompassing, which is a pity."

He Xiangdong nodded without saying much. If we look at his personal life experience, the master has really had a bumpy life, but if we look at it from an artistic perspective, the master stepped into the world again in the 1950s, which allowed his art to be sublimated again.

Although decades have been extremely bumpy and no one looks like he has lived, but after years of experience and many years of experience have also asked countless artists about his art, he has sublimated his art from the maturity stage. It can be said that Fang Wenqi is definitely the forgotten master of the crosstalk world.

He Xiangdong was silent and said to Gu Baimo: "You have watched the show too, what do you think?"

Gu Baimo's lover also looked at him.

After a little silence, Gu Baimo smiled regretfully and said, "Good holes and horns."

"Then are you willing to stay and talk to us about crosstalk?" He Xiangdong asked again.

"Hehe" Gu Baimo shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "If I was still a young man in his twenties, I would definitely agree to you, but now I definitely can't. I have a family, I have a wife and children to take care of. I'm happy to be talking crosstalk here, what should they do?"

He Xiangdong smiled, and a big stone in his heart fell to the ground. He wanted to say crosstalk, so he said, "How did you know that if you say crosstalk here, you can't support your family?"

"Ah?" Gu Baimo was a little surprised.

His lover also wondered: "But there are only dozens of people coming to your venue. This is not cheap, right? Can you still have money to pay for your salary?"

He Xiangdong smiled and explained: "You are watching the afternoon show. Now it's hot, what's the point? Who would have to come out on a hot day? Of course, the afternoon business has been affected, but in the evening, we have nearly 140 or 50 spectators."

"So much?" Gu Baimo almost passed by. The traffic of people this day, plus the ticket price, made a lot of money.

He Xiangdong pointed to the door and said, "Look, someone has already come in."

Now the afternoon game is very close to the evening game. Basically, the people here just went out, and the audience in the evening game came in.

Gu Baimo looked up at the audience who entered the venue, and his heart jumped up unhappily. It was fake to say that he was not moved. He had originally wanted to say crosstalk, but was kicked out by the group, and there was no place to say it. There was no place for folk crosstalk to say before, so he had no choice but to change his career.

But his passionate crosstalk heart was not eliminated by changing careers. How much he hoped to be on the stage again over the years, otherwise he wouldn't have practiced martial arts every day. Now he finally has such an opportunity again, and the opportunity is in front of him again.

Seeing Gu Baimo's expression changing sharply, He Xiangdong added fire to the fire: "The old actors with strength here are fifty shows, and they can perform two to three shows a day."

"So many?" The scream was made by Gu Baimo's lover. Gu Baimo is driving a taxi now. From the late 1990s to the early 20th century, he still earned a lot of taxi, but he had to work overtime day and night to get so much. The treatment here is not bad.

"You won't be able to pay such a good treatment, right?" Gu Baimo's lover still asked this question.

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "Our salary is paid daily. After the performance every day, take the money home."

"Bai Mo." Gu Baimo's lover looked at him in surprise. If he really had such a high income, his husband could speak crosstalk again. How great would it be.

Gu Baimo's chest was fluctuating, his face changed sharply, and his heart was beating even more. After a while, he suppressed his excitement and looked straight into He Xiangdong's eyes and said, "Can I come to this evening? Of course, you can give me less, forty or thirty games."

"Bai Mo." Gu Baimo's lover called out again, and his heart was almost melting. She knew that Gu Baimo was worried about his family and dared not come in full-time to perform crosstalk. She also wanted to drive a taxi part-time job. She would rather be tired than give her family the most basic guarantee and way out.
Chapter completed!