Martin just asked him to go out for business, and another guy came here and told him that the guests he invited had arrived.

When Martin Yi heard this, he knew that it was Da Biao and the others who came. These people have now gone to his office in the backstage. Seeing that there should be no more trouble in the teahouse, Martin hurried to the backstage.

He saw people as soon as he arrived at the office. There were several familiar faces and some who didn't know each other. He said excitedly: "Da Biao, A Qiang, you are here."

The lama is also called Aqiang, the one who has some kung fu. His face is full of fierce flesh and his hand is holding a brick: "Who, Martin tells me who is here to make trouble? My buddy can't kill him."

Martin looked at the bricks on the lama's hand, his face was so painful that he thrust, pointing at the lama and scolding, "If you dare to lift the turn of the stairs in front of my door, I will kill you."

The lama smiled awkwardly. The teahouse was decorated in an old fashioned style, and the steps in front of the door were also paved with old bricks, which was quite expensive. The lama turned his head and threw it behind him. Martin saw that the brick was smashed into two pieces in front of him. He was black at that time.

The lama was still comforting him: "Don't care about the details, let's talk about what happened to you first."

Martin was so sad and angry that he wanted to cry without tears.

The Taoist priest also spoke: "Yes, you didn't say it clearly on the phone. Now you can tell us what happened? You also asked us to bring so many things out."

Martin exhaled deeply, barely pressed down the grief and anger in his heart, and told the whole story to the few people like this and this.

After hearing this, the few people were both angry and shocked. They were angry that a famous actor actually did such dirty things. They were also in the actor industry. How could they not know that taking people on the spot was a taboo in the industry?

It was so shocked that they still didn't know what they were here for. Martin said that he wanted them to come to save the scene. They could act in movies, but they didn't perform on stage, and where would they have time to make a new show now?

Several people were shocked by Martin's crazy ideas.

The monk opened his mouth and said shyly: "Are you serious?"

Martin hit a clever one. Although he had known Da Biao for many years, he still felt uncomfortable when he looked at the burly man with chest hair and hair, "That, that, oh, I don't know much. You will know when Xue Guo and He Xiangdong come down. They should be clear."

"Okay." The Taoist priest nodded, and that was all he could do.

Martin also asked a few people to sit down. He looked at him and there were three more people, but he didn't know him. Maybe he was also a rescuer. He also saw the large bag of clothes brought by the lama. Since the items were all complete, he was much more relieved. The rest would be handed over to the two people on the stage.

After a while, the front retreated. He Xiangdong and Xue Guo arrived in the backstage. Martin quickly ran to the stage. There was no one left on the stage.

The two of them went to the backstage to greet him. Xue Guo picked up the teapot and drank a few sips of water, and said to the people: "What, how to arrange the performance later? You all listen to this person. I want to go on stage and sing a few words now."

The people agreed, "Okay, don't worry, we are there."

"You go quickly, we can get it done."

Xue Guo no longer delayed and hurried on stage again. This time he personally sang a small Jingyun drum, Baqiao robe, without a big drum or a three-string music, so he just sang a few lines in a cappella.

The purpose of his singing is to buy time for He Xiangdong so that He Xiangdong can explain to these people about the last show, and he also needs to rest because the next one is his stand-up.

The performance schedule for tonight is four programs. They first talk about a match, and then Xue Guo went up and sang, then He Xiangdong talked about a single player, and finally came to a group player, and the performance ended.

He Xiangdong made a rough estimate, and it took nearly four hours to play, which is worthy of the audience.

Xue Guo was on stage, and He Xiangdong seized the time in the backstage to tell them what they were going to do in the final performance.

These people were stunned when they heard the arrangement, and they all stared at each other with big eyes. Martin was also very curious and just watched from the side. After listening to He Xiangdong's arrangement, he was also stunned.

He Xiangdong looked at the stupid guys in front of him, and he waved his hand quickly and said, "Okay, don't be stupid here, hurry up and prepare."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Guo ran over and he finished singing. Seeing this, Martin ran out non-stop again.

He Xiangdong seized the time and said to Xue Guo: "I told them, please keep an eye on the rest of the matter, I'm going to play quickly."

Xue Guo frowned, stopped He Xiangdong and said, "You can wait a while, something went wrong with the audience."

He Xiangdong was stunned: "What's wrong?"

The lama has the ability to do it and has a bad temper. He immediately picked up the bricks thrown on the ground in front of him and said angrily: "Is there someone making trouble? If anyone makes trouble, tell me that my body's Bagua Youlong Brick is not a waste of time."

Xue Guo waved her hand angrily: "Get out, go play."

The lama holds a brick in his hand and has a proud face.

Xue Guo ignored him and seized the time to say to He Xiangdong: "I don't know what's going on, there are more and more spectators, and the venue is almost impossible to squeeze."

"Ah?" He Xiangdong frowned.

Xue Guo also frowned: "I don't know what's going on. It's not ruled out that someone is making trouble. You have to be careful."

He Xiangdong nodded calmly and walked out quickly. No matter what, since the performance has started, the performance will always continue.

When he walked behind the stage, Martin happened to come down, and he asked Martin: "Why are there so many audiences suddenly coming?"

Martin also said quickly: "I found them all. Oh, I don't have time to explain now. Come on the stage quickly. I'll tell you after you finish the show."

He Xiangdong also knew that time would not wait for anyone, and as long as he was sure that the new one was not a troublemaker, he would hurry up and go on stage.

In fact, these people were the ones that Martin asked the guy to go out to find, and they also watched the performance for free and had free food and drink. There were hundreds of people coming. He originally wanted to make his teahouse famous, but now that he can't invite celebrities, he can find more customers, which is free. Anyway, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo are so powerful, so the guests should be very satisfied.

When He Xiangdong got on stage, he realized that there were already crowds of people under him. There were at least 500 people watching this rough look, and even the teahouse couldn't sit down. There were people at the door watching the performance.

When the audience saw He Xiangdong coming out, the applause immediately exploded. The crosstalk between him and Xue Guo before brought too much surprise to the audience, and now it is immediately reflected in the subsequent performance effect.

He Xiangdong looked at the black film, and could only see his palms squealing and cheering. He was stunned at first, then quickly reacted and felt a little excited.

The audience is the foundation of crosstalk artists' performances. Seeing so many people watching their performances and they all praised themselves so much, they never stopped applause and applause.

He Xiangdong was very moved and excited. To be continued.
Chapter completed!