After a while, He Xiangdong realized that he was surprised and happy, and patted his thigh and shouted excitedly: "Oh, look at this, I'm oh."

"Hahahaha" Mr. Hou raised his head and smiled heartily.

Seeing He Xiangdong turning from frustration to surprise, Director Huang laughed constantly. He originally planned to tell He Xiangdong directly when he came, but Hou Sanye insisted on letting him keep an eye on him, saying that he wanted to tease this kid.

From this we can see how bad people are in crosstalk.

Although He Xiangdong is old, he is here after all. The ups and downs made his heart unable to calm down for a long time, his heartbeats and his face is red.

He looked at Director Huang and still blamed him: "Director Huang, look at you, it's okay if you just told me directly, and you lied to me. Hi, you don't look like an elder, either."

Director Huang was so injustice: "Hey, He Xiangdong, you can't blame me for this. I'm going to tell you directly. It's Lao Hou who insisted that I get this for you."

He Xiangdong looked at Master Hou San in surprise.

Master Hou San picked up the teacup, and the old god drank the tea on the ground and said dissatisfiedly: "Old Huang, we have a good relationship. You can't just press all the shit on my head."

"Hey, you." Director Huang's eyes stood up.

He Xiangdong was also laughing and crying when he was watching. If he still couldn't see the tricks here, even if he had been in vain over the years, of course he had no intention of caring about it. He said sincerely to Director Huang: "Director Huang, thank you. I know that you must have been busy with my affairs during this period. I am a little slight, and I can't help much, and I can't repay you. But I am still young, have the strength to do it, and you can just talk if you need me."

Director Huang nodded with relief, then waved his hand and said, "He Xiangdong, I am running in the group for your stand-up comedy, but I am not for you, I am still thinking about the performances in our group. Your long stand-up is indeed good, and the response on the stage is also very good. I am also willing to move the long stand-up come on the stage. So you don't have to thank me. I am a leader in the group, so naturally I have to consider our group. This is my responsibility."

He Xiangdong nodded and said in admiration: "Director Huang, you are Gao Feng."

Director Huang waved his hand with a smile.

Mr. Hou was watching, and nodded secretly. Director Huang was his old friend. He knew his old friend very well. He was a very good person, a very responsible person, and willing to support young people. He was a rare good leader. He said that if this person was not good, Mr. Hou would not have had such a good relationship with others.

As for He Xiangdong, Hou Sanye is also very satisfied. There is no need to say about art. Among the young people, there are not many older crosstalk actors who are his opponents. He is only in his early twenties this year, but his artistic level is already comparable to that of a famous artist. No one can say what level he can grow to in the future.

Mr. Hou felt it was a pity now. He Xiangdong, the child, lacked opportunities. If the opportunity was enough, the child could soar into the sky.

What satisfied Mr. Hou San even more was that this child was so mature and polite. Mr. Hou San was quite worried about He Xiangdong being young and energetic. If he suddenly became popular, would he suddenly not find himself and become swelling.

It’s not a big mistake for him to worry about it. This is normal. Every person from being anonymous to becoming famous at night will easily not find his own. Especially in the artist circle, this kind of thing is too common. It may be because of works, songs, or even evening parties, talent shows. A certain actor knows everything in the world at night. He can easily lose his own, even be arrogant and embarrassing, and embarrassing on the road of self-destruction.

Because he lacks a gradual climbing process from low to high mountains, these processes are the precipitation of time and life. This is the most precious wealth in life and the most precious wealth of an artist.

Mr. Hou was originally worried that He Xiangdong would not have such accumulation when he was young, but after so long observation, he found that this child was much more mature than he thought. Although he was not old, his accumulation in life was enough.

This may be related to his childhood experience. He has been rolling around in the world since childhood, and often lives a life of having a meal but not a meal. Yi has been working hard for his meals, and he has also struggled for crosstalk when he grows up. Over the years, he has lived a hard and difficult life, and is helpless.

In fact, people with this kind of experience may have a very extreme thought because it is too difficult and too hard. Fortunately, He Xiangdong does not. This child is very generous, mature, and has a sense of ideals and responsibility.

All his accumulation is enough, whether in terms of art or human nature, what he lacks the most now is opportunities.

"Maybe we should increase our efforts to promote this child." Mr. Hou San thought to himself, and was slowly making plans.

Director Huang and He Xiangdong were still chatting, and Director Huang said, "Where is the troupe, I have helped you run for many times, but there are still concerns in the troupe. They think that the last performance was not representative, and it means that there are too few things. You have to ensure your performance effect."

He Xiangdong nodded seriously and listened to Director Huang’s following.

Director Huang continued: "But don't worry, the group has no denial, the group means that the group is going to say a few more games. Don't put it in our program sequence for the time being. If the results of the next few games are still very good, then I will put the report on it, and there should be no big problems at that time."

He Xiangdong said: "I understand, don't worry, I will perform well in the next few games."

Director Huang also smiled...

He Xiangdong asked again: "Then is my stand-alone still placed at the end of the show?"

Director Huang said: "It should be right, hey, Lao Hou, where is He Xiangdong's stand-alone mouth placed?"

"Old Hou."

Director Huang called out again, and then Mr. Hou San came to his senses, raised his head and looked at him, and asked, "What?"

Director Huang smiled: "What a magical way to go? I ask you where He Xiangdong's stand-up mouth is placed in the show, or is it still at the end?"

Mr. Hou thought about it and said, "Let's put it last for now."

He Xiangdong nodded: "Okay, then I'll go and prepare first."

Master Hou San called out He Xiangdong and asked, "Then what are you going to say tonight?"

He Xiangdong smiled: "Zhang Guangtai is back home."

"Hmm?" Director Huang was stunned.
Chapter completed!