Xue Guo looked at He Xiangdong in surprise. In his impression, He Xiangdong had a good temper and had basically not been too much. Why did he speak so hard today?

Zhao Fenghua also turned to look at He Xiangdong, and his fat face immediately became cold and his voice became cold. No matter who was hit like this, he would not be happy, let alone Zhao Fenghua, who was still 20,000 or 80,000: "Who are you?"

He Xiangdong didn't even smile on his face, his eyes stared at Zhao Fenghua, and he still spoke very quickly: "Do you care who I am?"

After saying this, Xue Guo was also stunned, Zhao Fenghua's face looked even more ugly. The crosstalk actors standing next to Zhao Fenghua all looked at He Xiangdong in shock.

The teahouse guys standing next to him all showed a happy expression, but they could only feel secretly happy and dare not show it. After all, Zhao Fenghua was a guest invited by their boss.

Zhao Fenghua glared at He Xiangdong and sternly said: "Who are you? This is the backstage of the actors. Get out of the outsiders."

He Xiangdong smiled sarcastically: "The actor's backstage, haha, you still know."

Zhao Fenghua's face completely sunk.

Xue Guo quickly walked to He Xiangdong in two steps, pulled the corner of his clothes, and said in a voice: "You say less, we have something to ask for."

"Martin, Boss Ma." Zhao Fenghua couldn't help but shouted loudly in the room.

Martin, who was waiting for news outside the door, heard Zhao Fenghua's angry shout, and his heart was shocked. It seemed that not only did not reconcile, but the talks broke down.

He frowned, but he had been in a state of peace for so many years. He had a very calm mind. At this moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still walked towards the room with steady steps.

After entering, he didn't speak immediately, but just frowned and looked at Zhao Fenghua. He had already made a decision in his heart that if this money-losing guy dared to bully his brother, he would definitely let this bastard get out.

Zhao Fenghua stood up from the sand in anger, pointed at He Xiangdong's nose, and asked Martin: "Boss Ma, who is this person? Why can you just run to the backstage of our actors to make trouble?"

Martin was stunned. It turned out that it wasn't that he had broken up with Xue Guo's talk, it was because of this person, but who was this person? Martin turned to look at Xue Guo.

Xue Guo quickly explained to Martin: "This is my friend, we started it."

Then he turned to Zhao Fenghua and smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, don't be angry. My friend is young and has a bad temper. Please take care of him and don't be as good as him. Everyone is with you. You are the senior and take care of us young people."

"He is also a crosstalk actor?" Zhao Fenghua stood up with his eyebrows, staring at He Xiangdong, his anger was not at all gone, and he asked, "Who is your apprentice, and you don't have any education. Is this how your master asked you to talk to your elders?"

He Xiangdong said tit-for-tat: "Who is my master? Haha, I want to ask who your master is. Is your master teaching you to take on the spot? Ah, why not act? Is your master teaching you to leave the audience who spends money to hold you aside? Ah?"

He Xiangdong was very powerful and shouted, but he didn't leave any face for Zhao Fenghua.

After these words, Zhao Yuan and the crosstalk actors were shocked. It would be fine if outsiders said this. You are also a crosstalk actor. You dare to talk to Zhao Fenghua like this. You are too brave, so you are too brave.

No matter what, Zhao Fenghua is also a well-known actor. You, an unfamous young man, dares to provoke others like this. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger.

Xue Guo also looked at He Xiangdong in surprise. He still saw He Xiangdong so popular, and he was still facing a stranger. However, after thinking about it, he understood that it was not surprising that He Xiangdong could do such a thing with his personality.

"It's really relieved." This is someone in the teahouse guy who was talking with a voice. They have long been disgusted with this so-called famous actor.

Martin frowned and looked at the two of them nervously.

Zhao Fenghua's fat face turned red, and He Xiangdong's words were slapping the face every sentence. Taking people on the spot was a taboo in the art world, and it was regarded as a manifestation of artists' lack of artistic ethics.

If these words were said from Martin, then he would be more comfortable. He was just to get more money. Could it be that the boss would not complain a few times? But this words were said from the actors in his peers, which made him unable to accept them. This was his peers publicly accusing him of not having artistic ethics, and this peers were still a young young man without fame.

Zhao Fenghua pointed at He Xiangdong with his fingers trembling, his chest was undulating, it seemed that he was so angry that he suppressed his anger and said to Martin: "Boss Ma, no matter what I say, it is the actor you invited. This person humiliated me so much, do you care?"

Martin also felt angry. He looked at Xue Guo, after all, this person was Xue Guo's friend.

But Xue Guo turned her head over and didn't look at Martin. From the perspective of emotions, he felt that what He Xiangdong said was right, and this person had no artistic ethics at all.

But rationally speaking, the teahouse has sold all the tickets after all. After Wanyi really stops acting, how can Martin explain to the audience?

Xue Guo didn't know how to deal with this matter, so he could only ignore Martin, and he would all make up for him.

After Yi Tong's temper was over, He Xiangdong's anger also disappeared a lot. He looked at Martin with apologies. He was satisfied just now, but he cheated him. He felt guilty, but he really couldn't help it when encountering such a thing.

Martin looked at the two of them, looked at Zhao Fenghua again, with a calm face, bit his back teeth, and said to Zhao Fenghua: "I sincerely invite you, but you don't know that you are so unyielding and have to take someone on the spot. I think my small temple may not tolerate you, the great god."

"Okay, okay, okay." Zhao Fenghua laughed furiously and said to Martin: "Boss Ma, okay, you have a habit. I see how you explain it to the audience later."

"And you." Zhao Fenghua pointed his finger at He Xiangdong's nose and said coldly: "You wait for me."

After saying that, he looked back at Xue Guo coldly, but he didn't dare to point his finger at Xue Guo. The backer behind Xue Guo was much better than him, and he couldn't do anything to others.

"Let's go." Zhao Fenghua shouted loudly.

The actors behind him looked at each other in awe, and they all looked at Zhao Yuan awkwardly. Zhao Yuan also looked at Martin awkwardly, but Martin closed his eyes and didn't look at him at all.

Zhao Fenghua suddenly turned around and shouted at the people: "Why are you all standing there? They are driving people away? Why don't you get out of here? Keep them for dinner?"

"Zhao Yuan." Zhao Fenghua shouted angrily again.

Zhao Yuan came out with a tough head, and the crosstalk behind him followed him step by step. These people are all folk artists. When they meet an actor like Zhao Fenghua, they can only flatter you. If you are lucky, they may also support you. How dare you offend others? To be continued.
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