This time, there were also old faces of Yi who talked about crosstalk. Among them, Yi was Mr. Feng, who was a disciple of Teacher Ma and a fellow student of He Xiangdong, but he was much older than He Xiangdong and was much older.

He is an old face in the Spring Festival Gala, and he has also decided to have his crosstalk this year. His program is at the forefront and has finished acting long ago. He has not left and stayed to watch the show. He felt very good at it until he saw He Xiangdong's crosstalk.

I have to say that this crosstalk is really great. Although his seniority is not too high, he is even older. Judging from his picky eyes as a big-name crosstalk actor, he cannot say anything bad.

From the professional perspective, this crosstalk is really a crosstalk. It is not piled up by the screenwriter in various playful languages. All the skills shown here are the skills in crosstalk, three-turn and four-turn, four-turn, flattening and stowing, and three-folding, all of which are the essence and skills left by the crosstalk predecessors.

Moreover, this young man is so amazing that he can come all kinds of operas with a wide variety of charm and is simply terrifying. Even those real famous opera artists cannot be able to sing this kid.

The last paragraph of storytelling is also very good. Everyone said that crosstalk should have a script play stand and a storytelling mouth. This is usually used in stand-alone. But I didn’t expect that this person actually used storytelling directly for crosstalk, and also used the technique of blind people in crosstalk, and all the bottoms were not next to each other.

Although this person was loose when he came on stage, he was walking with all the audience's emotions. It was so amazing, this young man was so amazing.

Whose apprentice is he?

Which famous scholar can teach such an apprentice?

If he was fighting with him, could he win him?

Master Feng couldn't help asking himself, but he didn't dare to ask further. This young man was so terrible.

When did such a tough character appear in the crosstalk world? Why didn’t there be any rumors before?

I have to ask Uncle Hou. Master Feng’s eyes flashed with complicated gazes.

Huo Mingde and Guo Junqiang looked at each other and smiled miserably. They both saw despair in each other's eyes. He Xiangdong was too strong. This crosstalk was so good that they knew they had lost before they started.

They lost.

They lost all the cuts.

Their wealth is all above this Spring Festival Gala, but now they lose, they lose, they have nothing, nothing.

They are gamblers with red eyes, and all their chores are pressed on the bet. Now that they have lost, they have lost completely, and their red eyes have finally returned to normal.

But they would rather be excited now with red eyes and at least they don’t have to consider the damn reality and the troubles ahead.

Huo Mingde and Guo Junqiang felt dizzy in their heads and wanted to stand up, but they found that their legs and feet were so weak that they had no strength at all.

Their ears could no longer hear the sound, and they only felt that there was a sharp scream in their ears, the kind of old-fashioned radio that he had not used for many years was suddenly disturbed by the signal, making a sharp sound.

Yes, that's right, it's this sound.

They looked at the stage again. It was obviously a very luxurious stage, but now it seems that it is not even. Why did it slant over, and the ground is also shaking left and right.

What's broken quality?

This is the last thought before the two lost consciousness.

The yi from Hunan also looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the crosstalk actors. There was a bit of riot at the scene. It seemed that someone fainted there, and some staff members had already gone to deal with it.

However, these two people didn't care about this. What they heard in their ears was He Xiangdong's crosstalk just now. They actually didn't want to think about these things, but they didn't know what was going on. The ears were just disobedient, and the voice of the young man just now was always clear. No matter how clear they were, they couldn't.

"Oh, are we going back to Hunan?"

Another person replied: "Don't be so anxious, the review results have not yet been released."

The man had a little anxious temper: "Don't make a person who is like this. Can we still enter the final review? It's better to buy a ticket, otherwise we won't be able to go back even if we catch up with the Spring Festival travel rush."

Another guy looked a little decadent and nodded: "Okay, we'll be here again in vain this time."

The man said, "How can you do this? These two kids are so powerful. They will definitely win. We have no intention of being here again. Go back quickly and can go home for the New Year."

"When I came out, everyone in my family thought I could go to the Spring Festival Gala, and they were waiting for the big guy to watch my crosstalk. You know my mom's temperament. Now our house and neighbors must know it. I'm sorry to go back now."

"What's the point? You can go to the Spring Festival Gala just by wanting to. Who will be there for five or six years? Come again next year, how big a deal."

"Then let's go and buy a train ticket."

"I have eaten first. I haven't eaten well when I come to Beijing. I'm busy with the Spring Festival Gala. I want to go and have a roast duck."

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo came backstage, and He Xiangdong was still very calm, but he was still very happy because he had just tried all his strength and was quite satisfied. Even if he couldn't pass the fifth trial now, it didn't matter. Anyway, he was very happy.

If you can make a better life, you won’t have any burden in your heart. Anyway, your roots are in the literary club. As long as you don’t have any problems with the literary club, you won’t have any problems.

Xue Guo was very excited. This guy was about to fly up and bite people. He asked with a gaze: "Hey, what do you think we said just now?"

He Xiangdong was folding his coat. If he could not even fold his coat, he would be laughed at if he could not even fold his coat. He Xiangdong learned to fold his coat first, and then he wore a coat after learning it. Every time he finished the performance, he would fold the coat and put it in his clothes, doing it very seriously.

He folded his coat carefully without even raising his head, and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"I think it's good too." Xue Guo's face was filled with smiles, and he almost flew up excitedly: "Hey, do you think we can pass the fifth trial?"

He Xiangdong still didn't look up: "I don't know, let's see the result."

"I think I can pass it, haha, oh, Spring Festival Gala, haha, do you think the gowns we wear on the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast should be customized and new, and make a better body?"

He Xiangdong put the folded gown in his bag and glanced at Xue Guo silently: "You are so far away. Whether you can pass the review is still unknown. Let's go for dinner, I'll invite you to cook."

Xue Guo was unhappy: "What kind of braised cook? We have to eat some good celebrations, let's go and eat roast duck."

"What, you celebrate?"

"You care, I'll treat you anyway."

To be continued.
Chapter completed!