After leaving, they did not leave CCTV immediately because the art troupe's program had not been reviewed yet, so the two of them were just wandering around.

He Xiangdong asked, "Uncle Master, how are you talking?"

Mr. Hou shook his head helplessly and said, "These grandsons are justified, and there is no one who is willing to leave. Old Shang can't do anything to them. These people have stayed. Alas, I don't know if more people will come next time. Maybe all the monsters and monsters in the crosstalk world will jump out. This time, the matter has been a big deal."

He Xiangdong was quite relaxed. He smiled at Master Hou San and said, "This is not a bad thing. If all the seniors in the crosstalk world come out, then others will not be able to blame you for yourself."

"Besides, if you were the only one who brought me to the Spring Festival Gala at that time, maybe there would be many people who were gossiping behind their backs. Now, whoever has the ability will play, I think our father-in-law's partner should still be quite competitive."

Mr. Hou San smiled. He knew that He Xiangdong was relaxing his heart, but he thought more than He Xiangdong. He was from a crosstalk family and worked in this industry for so many years. He knew very well what the consequences would be for those big names who had already retreated to the second line to be reborn.

The crosstalk industry is particularly focused on the master's education. Not to mention anything else, the disciples of the Hou family only occupy half of the crosstalk world, and other families are the same. The older generations help their children compete in the Spring Festival Gala, which is very likely to cause chaos.

But now Mr. Hou San has no good idea. He is also in a difficult situation. He never expected that those people would have taken their children to the Spring Festival Gala with their children. Even if he retreated, those people would not retreat. They were already red in their eyes.

Mr. Hou was silent for a moment, looked into the distance, and slowly said, "The Spring Festival Gala has never been a place where strong people are supreme. To be on the Spring Festival Gala, you need to have strong strength, but it is not a omnipotent pass."

"There are so many changes in the Spring Festival Gala. No one knows what will happen next. As long as you don't stand on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast, your heart will never be let go. Even if it's your turn to appear in the next minute, you may be replaced in the last few seconds."

He Xiangdong nodded heavily. He was not a ungrateful person. Since Master Hou San gave this advice, he would definitely care about it.

The second trial has ended, and eight new crosstalk partners have also participated in the second trial. Although the result has not yet been released, there should be no problem passing the second trial with their strength.

He Xiangdong also went back. He returned early and had time in the evening, so he went to Xiangwenshe to participate in the evening performance. In He Xiangdong's opinion, it would be better to say that a few crosstalks would be enjoyable than waiting at home.

It was already late at night. There was still a place in Beijing that should have turned off the lights early, but it was brightly lit. It helped the older people sucking in the conference room. If you didn't consider the pungent smell of smoke, it would look like a bit of a fairyland here.

This is the Qu Association, and everyone who lives in the Quyi industry is also a big player, a crosstalk industry, and no one from other industries comes.

This meeting was not a meeting of the Qu Association, but a meeting within the crosstalk world. It was just borrowing the Qu Association. Most of the people who were sitting were members of the Qu Association.

There are many big names in the crosstalk world sitting on this big round table. If you look closely, you can say that half of the crosstalk world has come.

Almost all the seniors in the crosstalk world in Beijing have come here, and each one is a well-known big name, and there are even several seniors of the Bai Cangcang Bao generation.

The topic they discussed was also very clear, and this time the big names in the crosstalk world who should have withdrawn from the Spring Festival Gala took their children to the Spring Festival Gala.

The person who hosted this meeting was Gao Benhe, a senior of the crosstalk industry who was older. He basically no longer performed on stage and now he simply worked in the Music Association.

Gao Benhe's head is very unique, he is half bald, his forehead is shiny and shiny. If it were ordinary people, they would either show it or wear a headband.

This guy is fine. He doesn't have any of these two solutions. He insists on keeping the head next to him long, and then combs the hair next to him to cover the bald area on his head. It is a typical practice of surrounding the city in the countryside.

But he was so desperate that his head was not lush, and there was no way to achieve complete indiscriminate coverage. Now he had combed his hair next to him, but he could still see his shiny head sparsely.

If light shines down from above, the Takamoto River will shine with radiance and majesticity.

Takamotokawa slid the cigarette butts in his hand into the ashtray and said in a deep voice: "What should I do about this? Everyone talks about it."

None of the nine parties involved came here this time, and they did not invite these people.

Everyone was silent.

Gao Benhe waited for them for a while, but when he saw that no one was talking, he said, "It's not so silly. There must be an explanation. If this continues, there will be a big problem in the crosstalk world. Today, we will have to come up with a charter."

Gao Benhe said this, and the sitting person started to speak. Chu Cheng, a famous crosstalk artist, said first: "If you want me to say that, these old guys are so unreasonable. We have already agreed that all seniors of the literary generation will withdraw from the Spring Festival Gala. Don't make money with the children. Why are they on the show again?"

Wei Wencheng, who is also a famous crosstalk artist, said: "Old Chu, you must say that. Now, talents are cultivating talents, and seniors are the tradition of our career."

Chu Cheng sneered: "Is it really a supportive senior? Is it really a training of talents? Which of these people did not bring their disciples and sons."

Wei Wencheng said: "Old Hou hasn't."

Chu Cheng refuted: "If it weren't for the bad heads brought by Hou Laosan, would there be these bullshit things behind him?"

Feng Guoqiang, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but ask, "Then are you blaming Hou Lao San?"

Chu Cheng said tit-for-tat: "Hou Lao San strongly agreed on the way for the seniors to rush the younger generation back then. Now he is the one who breaks the rules first. What do he want to do? Do you praise whoever you want to play on the Spring Festival Gala? Do you want to give those actors from small families a living place?"

Seeing that a few people were about to quarrel, Gao Benhe quickly presided over the overall situation and said, "Okay, we are here to discuss solutions, not to quarrel, just calm down."
Chapter completed!