When Xue Guo said this, He Xiangdong didn't say anything, nodded and said he knew. Huang Gaobai and Li Yuangong, who were standing next to him, had white faces at that time, and their eyes were extremely flustered.

He Xiangdong looked at them strangely, and without thinking too much, he changed his clothes and went to the office to find Mr. Hou San. Director Huang and Mr. Shi in the room also went out.

Now there are only two men in the room, He Xiangdong and Hou Sanye left. After He Xiangdong closed the door, he walked in. He didn't see any life and sat directly opposite Hou Sanye.

Master Hou San lit a cigarette, and the thin smoke covered the expression on his face. Only his eyes were left staring at the front in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

He Xiangdong looked at him and sat quietly on the sand without making any noise. He was very patient and poured himself a glass of water and started drinking it slowly.

After a while, the cigarette on Mr. Hou's hand had reached the end. It was not until his fingers felt the heat. He came to his senses and looked at He Xiangdong with a complicated expression.

He Xiangdong looked at him and asked, "Uncle Hou, what's wrong?"

Mr. Hou shook his head, squeezed out the cigarette on his hand, and said, "Do you know why the audience didn't come in front of him today?"

He Xiangdong raised his eyebrows. He was still wondering about this matter. Last night, the audience rushed in until he came on stage. It seemed as if he had agreed. He had not understood it yet. Now Mr. Hou suddenly asked this question. Does he know?

In an instant, a lot of thoughts flashed through He Xiangdong's heart. He looked at Master Hou San shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Mr. Hou San nodded: "This matter should be done by Huang Gaobai. His girlfriend Xiaohui is responsible for the ticket check today. She stopped the audience outside. Finally, Lao Shi bought stomach medicine and came to see him, so he let the audience enter the venue."

After hearing what Mr. Hou said, He Xiangdong's eyes were still very quiet, and he didn't yell. He just crossed his hands on his stomach and leaned his body against the backrest of the sand, with a very calm expression.

Seeing He Xiangdong's calm reaction, Master Hou couldn't help but nodded secretly. If it were a young boy in his early twenties who was in his early twenties, he would have been furious when he heard this news. How could He Xiangdong have the ability to nourish his energy?

After hearing what Mr. Hou San said, if he couldn't guess why Huang Gaobai did this, then he would have been in vain for so many years. He also remembered the panic expressions of Huang Gaobai and Li Yuangong just now. Eighty-most of this matter could not be separated from Li Yuangong.

When encountering such a thing, it is fake that He Xiangdong said he was not angry. These people were harming himself. As an artist, especially in traditional industries like crosstalk, it is a very big deal for the audience to not support actors.

The crosstalk you speak is not attractive to anyone, let alone a role, it is a waste of the word "Share" and even an actor is not as good as an apprentice. At most, it is not as good as an apprentice. It is not as shameful as a money. If there is no audience coming in to the end of the performance, then He Xiangdong should not talk about stand-ups anymore, and he will not have the same face.

The group can really attract audiences. Not to mention selling tickets, they just let them watch for free. In fact, there are only a few people. Most other actors come together to perform on stage and perform.

Strictly speaking, He Xiangdong also belongs to the latter. He has strength but no fame. It is not easy to use his name and has no at all attractive to the audience. But what makes him great is that he can attract audiences who have heard his crosstalk again. This point is very powerful, so he has the strength of a big horn.

The actors who gathered in the show performed throughout the whole show, and no one could tell how many viewers came for him. But He Xiangdong's stand-up come for him was not the same, because this was what he said personally, and it was placed at the end of the show, so how many viewers came for him was clear.

That proves that the two people's intentions were sinister. He Xiangdong knew very well that if the audience could not come in last night, he would definitely become a joke for the whole group tomorrow.

How vicious the human heart is.

He Xiangdong had his face tense, his eyes flashed from time to time, and his lips were pursed and he said nothing.

Mr. Hou San looked at him for a while before asking, "What are you going to do with this?"

He Xiangdong looked up at Master Hou San. He knew that this matter could not be handled openly because what others did was very consistent with the rules, and He Xiangdong was unwilling to let Master Hou San cause trouble for these two people. He didn't like to let his respected elders do such things. He said, "Uncle Master, I will handle this matter, don't worry."

Master Hou San looked at him deeply and asked, "I don't need to interfere."

He Xiangdong shook his head and said, "This is not suitable. Someone who saves people say that you bully the small ones by the big ones, and I can handle it myself."

Master Hou San nodded.

The two fell into silence again, each with their own thoughts, and no one spoke at all.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Hou San said first: “My wood is so beautiful that it will be destroyed by the wind in the forest. What do you think of this sentence?”

He Xiangdong looked at Hou Sanye's eyes and looked at each other silently for a while. He smiled and said, "If you are afraid of wind damage, then this tree doesn't have to grow up."

Mr. Hou stared at He Xiangdong and asked again: "The hardships this tree will encounter are not only wind blows, but also rain, thunder strikes, and rolling stones. Do you think this tree may still grow up?"

He Xiangdong responded in a deep voice: "If this tree can't even withstand these blows, then this tree is definitely not a high-quality tree species. It cannot withstand hardships, and it is also necessary to not grow up."

Mr. Hou San pressed step by step, with a calm face, and asked again: "These are not the most terrible problems. The key is that this tree is too alternative. He is not the same as the trees next to him. If he grows up like this, other trees will feel a sense of crisis and will be afraid that they will take away nutrients. They cannot tolerate this alien. This tree may be forced by other trees to join forces and cannot survive on this land."

He Xiangdong raised his head, and his face showed a look of contempt and anger, but his words were extremely quiet: "So what, the purpose of this tree coming to this land is to make the forest prosper and make everyone like to come to the forest to play. What this tree wants to do is to revitalize the forest, rather than being as dead as it is now."

"So this tree is not afraid of being hostile to other trees. As long as there are humans who like trees like it, this tree can survive. And this tree believes that only trees like it are humans who like it. It also believes that as long as it persists, there will be more and more trees like it, the forest will become more and more vibrant and prosperous, and humans will be more and more willing to come. Therefore, this tree will not be afraid of any threats or challenges."

Mr. Hou San didn't say anything anymore, looking out the window. It was pitch black outside the window. Only the street lights at the corner of the road in the distance were on. The light of this light seemed so lonely and powerless in the dark, but it was lit and refused to extinguish.

After watching for a long time, Master Hou San did not retract his gaze, and still maintained his previous posture and said, "I understand, you go out."

He Xiangdong bowed respectfully to the third master of Hou and went out. To be continued.
Chapter completed!