He Xiangdong finally didn't fill this unethical pit. He bowed deeply to the audience and got off the stage.

The audience in the audience who were listening to books were still reluctant to leave, and a few of them were about to jump up and bite people.

In today's storytelling competition, the three strongest players have already appeared, and the performance level of the actors behind them is very average. It's not that these people are really weak, but that there is no harm without comparison.

The audience's appetite was scattered by these people, and the storytellers behind them could not satisfy them. When the latter few people came on stage, there were no one in the audience, and there were still a few left, but these were all the families of the actors and were cheerleading.

How could it be so miserable?

The selection of the Peony Award has produced many masters, but everyone knows that there are too few masters like He Xiangdong and Fu Sheng who are completely unfamous. If you can come out, you are already blessed by the ancestors. How dare you make too many extravagant requests?

As a result, the actors who had been with him for a few days had no idea. The strongest people who selected this time all came out on the first day.

The story of Peony Prize cannot be hidden. The storytelling yi sect is so big. Within two days, news about Fu Sheng and He Xiangdong, the two dark horses, spread.

The re-examination was recorded throughout the whole process. There were many old seniors in the Storytelling School who wanted to go back to watch the video of the competition, and of course more people began to inquire about the portals of these two people.

Fu Sheng’s information is easier to find out, and he immediately knew where this person came from. He also had a storytelling portal. His master was also a famous storytelling artist. However, he was active in the south and died early, so these storytelling artists in Beijing didn’t know that Fu Sheng was the apprentice of that person.

After the news spread, Fu Sheng's fellow teacher contacted him in Beijing and started talking and having dinner.

The traditional industry is such a feature. It emphasizes the master-education and apprenticeship, like father and son, and the master is like family members. The master is also uncle and uncle. Now they recognize their children and nephews and younger generations and get in touch immediately, so Fu Sheng is still busy during this period.

Traditional artists have humane aspects and very utilitarian aspects. If Fu Sheng is just a little artist without any skills, he will definitely not be able to become a guest of honor for so many big names in his classmates.

They also saw Fu Sheng's strength and his potential. It just so happens that there is the opportunity to win the Peony Award. Maybe this person is not good enough to fly to the sky. It is always right to have a good relationship in advance now.

He Xiangdong's bottom was also investigated. The first thing found out was his identity as a crosstalk actor. The tradition of crosstalk actors entering the storytelling genre has existed in ancient times. Many of the famous crosstalk actors now have storytelling masters, which is not a rare thing.

What needs to be clarified now is what He Xiangdong’s storytelling master’s portal is, and which storytelling master he kowtowed to.

After checking the results, it is now impossible to find them at all.

Next time, the big names in the storytelling industry were stunned. Could this person be a young man, right? Cross-border cross-border storytelling slap in the face?

This makes many old men feel uncomfortable.

Those who knew about He Xiangdong's master also remained silent. Zhang Kuoru had withdrawn from the world. Who knew whether he would like to make a comeback?

This is the thing. No one cared about it at first, but some people who participated in the storytelling competition couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that the pass quota was gone, these people were about to jump up.

Now seeing a crosstalk actor who has no storytelling master, he has actually crossed the industry and slapped him in the face. These grandchildren have been right. Rumors have spread all over the past few days, and some stubborn old men have also said a lot of gossip.

Many people want to influence the final jury's ruling through private protests by these people. They only dare to do it privately, but no one dares to be open and upright.

"Senior Brother Du, He Xiangdong is your strong rival. Although you are very strong, you can't guarantee that others will be lucky, so you have to be careful."

"Yes, Senior Brother Du, Teacher Gu is your master, you must be very good at speaking. We can't let this crosstalk strike the storyteller in the face. In the old society, he was a taboo. He didn't even say anything if we took him away."

"Senior Brother Du, we are all considering you. If you do your best, this will definitely be done."

"Senior Brother Du"

"Senior Brother Du"

This is the private room of the Beijing Yijia Hotel. Du Yuefeng sat upright in the upper seat, holding a wine glass tightly in his right hand, and his joints turned white.

The young people sitting on the big round table were all young people from the Storytelling Shop, and they all participated in the Peony Awards. Du Yuefeng thought that this was just an ordinary party, but who would have thought that this group of people would come to motivate him. The more he listened, his face became gloomy, and the darkness was almost dripping from water.

"Senior Brother Du"

It was someone who wanted to persuade him again, and Du Yuefeng finally couldn't help it. He slammed the wine glass with his right hand heavily on the table. The mellow white wine splashed out suddenly. He shouted: "Enough."

The table was full of people was shocked at that time.

Du Yuefeng looked around the eyes of the people, without any thought of explaining. He stood up in anger and left the table, leaving the people looking at each other in surprise.

After a while, the atmosphere on the scene slowly eased.

"What is this person doing?"

"What a bearish temper, it's true."

"Brother Ma, Du Yuefeng is unwilling to stand up, what should we do?"

The young man with a long horse face looked bad, and it was obvious that this person was the leader: "Hmph, let's forget it if he doesn't want Du Yuefeng, just come by ourselves. This time, I will definitely not let this dead crosstalk go up."

"good"

"good."

The storytelling world will be lively in the next few days.

The famous storyteller Huang Shuzhang said at a private party that he did not want to see a crosstalk actor cross the line.

Ma Zitao, a famous storyteller, personally visited Teacher Gu, but the content of the conversation was unknown.

Storyteller Fang Zhenyu said that he would not be a storyteller without a teacher, and he would not be able to participate in the storytelling competition.

There are so many chaos.

In the living room of the Bai family, Bai Kuoshan was sitting in the main seat, while Teacher Gu and Du Yuefeng were sitting in the guest seat.

Teacher Gu said: "That's the matter. Uncle Master, what do you think?"

Du Yuefeng shrank in the corner of the sand, saying no, and looked listless.

Bai Kuoshan sighed slightly, looked out the scenery outside the window, and said leisurely: "Famousness and fortune are the most touching. Alas, the finals have not yet begun, these people can't help it, alas."

Teacher Gu frowned. He was also very annoyed by this matter recently. According to regulations, it doesn’t matter that He Xiangdong came to participate in the competition. However, in this traditional folk art industry, he has many remnants of traditional concepts, and you can’t say whether this view is good or bad.

Although he is the vice chairman of the Qu Association, it does not mean that the storytelling industry is his vocabulary. Some of the older generations are older than him. Teacher Gu thought for a while and said, "Uncle Bai, can we talk about He Xiangdong's teacher education? He is our fellow disciple."

Bai Kuoshan frowned: "I have asked, Lao Zhang has not given me a reply yet."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Gu frowned even more. Once he announced He Xiangdong's teacher, Zhang Kuoru had to go out of the mountain, but now he doesn't know if he wants it or not.

Things are difficult to handle.

The feeling on Du Yuefeng's face was even more unrecognizable. Since He Xiangdong was such a monster, the halo covered his body seemed to have disappeared at night, and Master Du had the thought of crying.

Teacher Gu ignored him, and this incident also made him realize the huge psychological defect of his apprentice. He now plans to throw his apprentice a few times, otherwise something would happen to the child in the future.

At this moment, a young man ran in outside the house. He trotted to Bai Kuoshan, handed over a large envelope, and said, "Master, the letter sent by the post office is for you."

Bai Kuoshan took it, opened it, and his eyes instantly condensed.
Chapter completed!