Mr. Shi nodded slightly: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah.         " He Xiangdong nodded.

Mr. Shi smiled on his face, but the breath from his nose sank a little: "It's the same in the small garden. Just do your skills and speak crosstalk well."

"Yes," He Xiangdong nodded again, pondered for a while, and asked, "Uncle Hou, he"

Mr. Shi said: "Old Hou has something to do today and he didn't come to the unit."

"Oh." He Xiangdong responded and said, "Then I'll leave first."

"Okay, come back and see it when you have time." Mr. Shi said.

He Xiangdong turned around and walked outside. Mr. Shi looked at He Xiangdong's back for a long time and frowned.

On this road, he also met Sister Wang, Teacher Liu, who performed sketches, and those from the Peking Opera Team. These were all old friends from He Xiangdong who knew that He Xiangdong was leaving the art troupe, so all of them came to deliver them to him.

He Xiangdong thanked him all over and politely made a fuss, so they all went back. He Xiangdong's relationship with them was almost at this level. It would be nice if these people could still say good words when he left.

You should know that he was not promoted or went to the exhibition. Now many people think that He Xiangdong was driven away because he offended people by talking nonsense on TV.

He Xiangdong doesn't often come to the art troupe, so he doesn't have a particularly deep impression of it. However, when he left today, he felt that there were so many people here. Basically, there were people coming out to watch in every office, and there were people watching him in every corner aisle.

He Xiangdong is a young actor who is not famous, but today he has experienced the style of being a big star. If he ignores these strange looks.

Many people left the system and went into business, so there was a saying that "going into business" was crazier in the late 1990s and early 200s. Many actors and singers in the art troupe went into business to make money.

However, there are very few traditional folk arts, or even none at all, because folk art is so declining now. To put it bluntly, these practitioners have to rely on state wages to make a living. If they go into business, they are looking for death.

If the already famous Quyi Biao went to the market to perform, and could have enough food and go to various places to perform with his own fame. If he did well, his life would be quite comfortable.

However, crosstalk actors like He Xiangdong who are not famous at all will be like a dying person who is desperate to leave the system. It is impossible for someone to invite him to perform at the same time. If there is one, it will be a type that can be destroyed at most if you give him a hundred yuan.

It is a great blessing to be able to eat enough by relying solely on the small folk garden. As for the rebellious words He Xiangdong said in half a day, if he could still go on TV, there would be a ghost.

He also left the art troupe. It was hard for Mr. Hou and his wife to help him. He used the resources in the troupe to support outsiders. Who would dare to bear the infamy?

Everyone in the art troupe looked at He Xiangdong as if he was crazy. Everyone thought this person was crazy. Although they couldn't figure out what He Xiangdong was thinking, this did not prevent these people from making the judgment that He Xiangdong would be over in this life.

Most people are watching the fun. The one who gloated is to walk with crosstalk. The so-called "jobs are enemies" are what they mean.

Especially those young crosstalk actors, the older generation is almost like this in their lifetime, and there is nothing to argue with, but the young people are not like that. They still want to become famous, so the conflict between these people and He Xiangdong is quite big.

Nowadays, the folk art is in a downturn, and the crosstalk is in a downturn, and the resources are only a little bit, and He Xiangdong has taken a lot of them. These people are so angry that they are so angry, but because of the three-legged Hou being pressed on it, they dare not say anything.

Now, these people are so happy that they are flying.

Especially Huang Gaobai and Li Yuangong, who had old grudges with He Xiangdong, the two of them were performing on the Western Front last time, when they were talking stand-up crosstalk, he stopped the audience from letting them in, hoping that He Xiangdong would die on the stage.

Later, He Xiangdong was taught a lesson. The two of them were afraid that Hou Sanye would deal with them because the matter was exposed, so they were very honest during this period. However, He Xiangdong is leaving now, and the two of them jumped out again.

Huang Gaobai said sarcastically: "Far from the age of hard work, if you say that this person is really incomparable, people like us who are incompetent in the art troupe are just staying in the art troupe. If a real dragon has to go out to travel around the world."

Li Yuangong also smiled and said, "Yes, they are the real dragons that fly to the sky, we can't compare with them. They have shown such foresight on TV. We can't see them anymore."

Huang Gaobai sneered and said, "It's not just you, everyone in the crosstalk world may not be as good as others."

The two of them didn't hide at all, they said it to He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong stopped, turned his head slowly, and looked at the two of them indifferently, with a calm look, but there was a terrifying momentum.

Li Yuangong and Huang Gaobai were both in a hurry, but then they realized that He Xiangdong was about to leave the art troupe, so they didn't have to worry about him at all.

"Dongzi, we're here to send you off." Xue Guo, Ding Jinyang, Guo Yunchong and Bao asked about the few people coming. These were He Xiangdong's few friends in the art troupe.

He Xiangdong looked at Li Yuangong and Huang Gaobai with a smile, and did not pay much attention to them, so he turned his attention to the people who came to see him off, smiled and said, "Is there a farewell ceremony?"

"Yes." Ding Jinyang said happily: "We'll go to the karaoke bar to find the little sister in a while."

Xue Guo laughed and said, "Then you have to find a place to sell tickets first."

He Xiangdong also raised his head and laughed. The laughter and scolding of the past seemed particularly precious when parting: "Let's go, go out for dinner, I'll treat you."

Guo Yunchong said, "Okay, this grandson is rarely generous."

Xue Guo also said, "You have to kill him back."

Baochao immediately followed up and said, "Okay, I know there is a restaurant nearby that tastes good, and the more important thing is that this place is not cheap."

"Okay, this one is here." Everyone started to cheer.

He Xiangdong's face changed. He was a poor man.

Seeing this scene, everyone laughed even more.

"Can you count me?"

A pleasant voice came, and the few people looked back and saw Wu Bei with a clever smile.

The few people left together, but they didn't even look at Li Yuangong and Huang Gaobai next to them. They seemed to have regarded these two people as air and completely ignored them.

Li Yuangong and Huang Gaobai seemed to have his fists hit the cotton, and their strength was nowhere to be used, which made them feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood.

Mr. Hou San looked at He Xiangdong's departure from the floor-to-ceiling window on the fifth floor. The white smoke covered his sad face.

Mr. Shi, who was standing next to him, asked, "He asked you before, are you really not going to send him a gift?"

Master Hou San shook his head and sighed: "Forget it."

Mr. Shi said: "You valued him so much at the beginning."

Master Hou San smiled bitterly: "Yes, but who knows that this child is so unintentional? How great would it be if he could be a little realistic? He would probably not be able to succeed in his life, alas."

Mr. Shi said, "If he was really that realistic, would you still value him like this?"

Master Hou San shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!