He Xiangdong was also in a deep heart, and surprise and bad emotions arose, and his eyebrows were even locked, and he couldn't even separate them.

Seeing him performing like this, Qiu Wuyu was even more disappointed, and he didn't even have the intention to look at He Xiangdong's eyes.

The reaction of the audience who had just entered the venue had already shown that they were both standing at the door, but the audience just thought they were strangers and left with a look. The audience didn't know them at all.

It is normal not to know Qiu Wuyu. Qiu Wuyu is the new boss. He has just arrived, but He Xiangdong is not like that. He has been talking about crosstalk for several years, but the audience who came tonight did not know him.

What does this mean? It means that none of the audiences who came tonight came for He Xiangdong, and none of them were originally the audiences of the old Xiangwen Club. These people were all old customers of Sifang Tea Club and were invited by the shopkeeper of the teahouse.

Qiu Wuyu was not very clear about He Xiangdong and his friends' business. After inquiring about it, he knew it was okay. There were basically a hundred people at night. Now it seems that this bastard must be lying.

Even an actor who cannot attract old audiences, how bad was his previous performance? Qiu Wuyu was so heartbroken that he was extremely disappointed with He Xiangdong. He opened a teahouse for business and planned to make money. Who would like to join forces with Yi’s money-losing goods?

He Xiangdongxinshe is in business, but it is not impossible for a single audience to come tonight.

Whether emotionally or artistically, this is impossible. The farewell party was just finished last night, and the effect was so good. Today, the new theater opened, so how could it not even have an old audience?

This is unscientific.

He Xiangdong's brows were tightly locked, and he couldn't believe it in his heart, but the facts were so clearly placed in front of him.

Qiu Wuyu's speech was already filled with a bit of coldness: "Mr. He, the performance is about to begin, you can go and prepare."

He Xiangdong looked stagnant and wanted to explain, but the reality made him unable to explain. In the end, he hugged his fists and went to the backstage.

Qiu Wuyu's face was tense and he exhaled deeply.

He Xiangdong went to the backstage with concern. The actors in the backstage were all very talented, and he could tell that He Xiangdong was wrong.

Zhang Wenhai asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

He Xiangdong looked at him, then looked at the others, and said, "Not one of our old audience came."

"Ah?" Everyone was shocked.

Zhang Wenhai said flatly: "This is impossible."

Fan Wenquan also asked: "Is something wrong? Otherwise, it would be impossible for an old audience to have no old audience. It is absolutely impossible. According to our estimates, there must be at least thirty or fifty people, and it will be opened today."

He Xiangdong took off the coat from the shelf next to him and put it on his body. He said while wearing it: "I don't know what I gave birth to, and I don't have time to investigate now. I'm about to go on stage. We are all cheering up. We are doing arts, and the drama is bigger than the sky. Once we go on stage, we have to be worthy of the audience."

Everyone nodded. Despite their doubts, they still quickly adjusted their state. It was a good start tonight, and the first shot must be fired, otherwise they would not know how long they could play here.

6:55, there are still five minutes left, and the audience has almost entered the venue, and now there are only a few people who have entered in.

Qiu Wuyuyi stood at the entrance of the theater and watched. Seeing that fewer and fewer people entered the venue, his heart became heavier.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was standing next to him. The shopkeeper was surnamed Wang, and he was the old shopkeeper of Sifang Teahouse. After three dynasties, he did not fall. The teahouse had changed three waves of bosses, but the shopkeeper Wang was still the shopkeeper here.

There is nothing else, just because Manager Wang is steady in his work and is also a person in the world. He is very clear about the situation here. Any boss who takes over Sifang Tea Club has to rely on him to quickly open up the situation.

Qiu Wuyu asked, "Brother Wang, how many spectators have come in."

Manager Wang took his eyes and looked into the theater. Without counting it, he knew: "It's almost done, only five people didn't come in."

"Yes." Qiu Wuyu nodded slightly.

Manager Wang stood beside him without saying a word.

After a while, Qiu Wuyu confirmed that he asked again: "All of us were old customers, aren't we?"

"Yes." Manager Wang replied.

After getting confirmed by Manager Wang again, Qiu Wuyu finally became desperate: "It seems that they really don't even have an old audience. What kind of bullshit performance team is this? I'm blind and I will cooperate with them."

Manager Wang was silent, with a calm face on his face and said slowly: "Boss, you just came to Beijing and don't know what we are doing. In the folk art team in Beijing, Xiang Wenshe is the one who ranks this."

Manager Wang gave a thumbs up.

Qiu Wuyu was stunned.

Manager Wang continued: "The boss of the company actually wanted to cooperate with Xiangwenshe. However, they have their own theater and their own team. People are definitely unwilling to move around. Our strength is not enough, so it is left alone."

Qiu Wuyu was stunned and frowned and asked, "But what's going on tonight?"

Manager Wang shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Maybe there is something hidden here. But I want to remind you that you might as well give Xiangwenshe more time and don't rush them away and let them prove their value. I believe they will satisfy you."

Qiu Wuyu thought for a while, and finally accepted Manager Wang's suggestion.

At 6:57, there are three minutes left before the official performance begins.

"Boss, boss" a young man in a jacket hurried over.

Qiu Wuyu looked at the visitor and frowned and shouted, "What's the matter? Aren't you selling tickets at the door?"

Manager Wang was still calm and said, "Don't worry, tell me slowly, what happened?"

The person who came was panting, but the joy on his face had already rippled. He hurriedly said, "There are so many people coming to the door, so many people."

Manager Wang asked, "Tell me clearly, who is it?"

The man replied, "Those who buy tickets to listen to crosstalk, go and have a look."

Qiu Wuyu and Wang Jiangui Xun looked at each other, and his heart suddenly jumped. Could it be

Qiu Wuyu waved his hand, go and take a look.

The three of them hurriedly ran out, and after they arrived at the door, they saw a black crowd. Chen Jun was almost unable to control the venue. There was a yellow-headed woman at the scene helping to maintain order and let the audience line up to buy tickets.

"What's going on?" Qiu Wuyu and Manager Wang were almost unable to turn their minds.

At about seven o'clock, the Xiangwenshe crosstalk performance officially began. The music started and the actors appeared one after another. The audience responded mediocrely. He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai were the ones who played. He Xiangdong was still these people in his heart when he saw the scene.
Chapter completed!