He Xiangdong is an immoral product. The Jiutou Case cannot be finished in two nights. If you really have to explain it clearly and meticulously, you can almost say it for two months. So He Xiangdong still dug a hole tonight and then ignored it. This immoral product.

The audience below were about to revolt, and the sound of cheering was constantly coming, and they were almost making a fuss. The most powerful one here was the yellow-haired girl sitting on the table, grinning and was about to fly up and bite people.

The new audience was stunned. He could hear crosstalk so excitedly. Why are these people listening to crosstalk more fussier than those who say crosstalk on stage? Don’t fight later.

The young hearts of the new audience were severely impacted. They had never seen such crosstalk performances. They were typing on stage and off stage, and they were really about to typing on and off stage, but this felt really good.

The new audience learns very quickly. After He Xiangdong finished speaking, the new audience began to curse with the old audience, and the scolding was so cheerful that he was almost at the peak of his life.

He Xiangdong ignored this. It is a good thing for the audience to scold you. The money earned by actors must be half of the time, but they can't be scolded or praised. This is not scientific. It can last for half of the time, but half of the time.

After He Xiangdong got off the court, Gu Baimo and Li Quanjiang were still behind him. Gu Baimo's resentful eyes stared at He Xiangdong's cold hair. Gu Baimo really wanted to hit people, and he wanted him to suppress the audience's explosion every time. Can he bear it?

He Xiangdong smiled faintly and said only that the capable ones worked harder and ran away. If they could deal with such a scene, only Gu Baimo could do it.

He Xiangdong can handle it himself, but he took it up, so it would be a bit inappropriate if he went up. Others like Guo Qing, who do not have such good abilities yet. Xue Guo is the supporting actor, so he doesn't need to deal with it. The two old gentlemen are also the supporting actor, so it is naturally not suitable.

So this burden can only be put on Gu Baimo. What can he do? He is also very desperate, but he still has to bear it.

Gu Baimo came on stage with tears in his eyes. After he went on stage, before he opened his mouth, the audience below began to shout in unison: "He Xiangdong, bastard."

"He Xiangdong, bastard."

"He Xiangdong, bastard."

After shouting "Okay" three times, the audience applauded and applauded themselves. The old audiences who came tonight all watched the farewell performance last night, and still remembered the interesting part of last night.

"Hahaha" Gu Baimo raised his head and laughed. Hey, he didn't have to come to the scene, and the audience would get themselves done.

The new audience is even more inexplicable, and their views are about to be refreshed.

After the two of Gu Baimo and Li Quanjiang talked about each other, the show ended, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo were on stage again. They didn’t perform until early morning, but it was over ten o’clock, which was worth the audience’s tickets. It was worth seeing such a performance for ten yuan.

Finally, all the actors came to the stage and ended. After the performance officially ended, the audience began to end, and the actors also began to walk backstage 66. He Xiangdong stayed on the stage for a little while, and he was very confused tonight.

The audience came so strangely, it seemed like they were coming in a group, and they deliberately bought tickets when the show was about to start. This was obviously a scare to him, and he almost shivered.

With so many audiences and a hundred people, it is impossible that everyone’s thoughts are the same, it is impossible that they are all self-contained, there must be an organizer here.

He Xiangdong stared at the yellow-haired girl at the table No. yi, and it was probably this person. Sure enough, the other audience members left the stage, and the girl was still sitting on the table drinking tea calmly.

He Xiangdong looked at her, smiled, and asked, "What's the name?"

The yellow-haired girl replied, "Why tell you?"

He Xiangdong said: "Oh, you brought the audience to scare me, now you don't even dare to report a name?"

The yellow-haired girl raised her head and said, "I'm not used to raising my head and talking to people. If you want to chat with me, just come down."

"Okay." He Xiangdong responded and jumped off the stage. The sound of the thunder seemed to shake the ground a few times. The yellow-haired girl rolled her eyes beautifully.

He Xiangdong sat next to the girl and started to look at the girl seriously. Now dyeing is not very popular yet, but the girl has dyed her yellow hair and is already at the forefront of fashion, very fashionable.

Moreover, although He Xiangdong couldn't see the brand and price of the clothes she was wearing, the accessories the girl was wearing were already very precious. She wore gold and silver, and she could tell she was a lady from a wealthy family.

He Xiangdong asked again: "What's the name?"

The yellow-haired girl thought for a while and said, "Call me Brother Yong."

"Ah?" He Xiangdong was stunned.

Seeing his appearance, the yellow-haired girl laughed so hard that she was trembling and couldn't help it: "Hahahaha, I told you to be oh, hey, I always tease us, now I can't stand it."

He Xiangdong was speechless.

The yellow-haired girl smiled happily, and then she said, "Okay, okay, let me tell you the girl's name, my name is Ye Ziqing."

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Yong."

"What the hell?" The yellow-haired girl was in a bad mood.

He Xiangdong spread his hands and said innocently: "A honorable title."

Ye Ziqing was almost stupid and sweared: "Damn."

He Xiangdong ignored these things and asked, "Did you organize those audiences?"

Ye Ziqing rolled his eyes, stroked the yellow head beside his ear, and said, "That's right, it's me."

"Damn." It was He Xiangdong's turn to swear.

Ye Ziqing smiled proudly.

He Xiangdong looked at Ye Ziqing in confusion and asked, "Brother Yong, tell me honestly, how did you do it? You don't know these audiences, how did you organize them together?"

Ye Ziqing ignored He Xiangdong's broken name to her and said, "It's very simple. After listening to your farewell performance last night, I shouted at the door to declare if anyone had gone to take revenge on the evening, and then everyone followed me."

He Xiangdong dared not believe it, "It's that simple?"

Ye Ziqing said as if he were to clean up: "Or how complicated do you think?"

He Xiangdong still couldn't believe it: "But, but how could so many people listen to you? How could they be so united?"

Ye Ziqing smiled and said, "I have to thank you for this."

"Me?" He Xiangdong was puzzled.

Ye Ziqing said: "Yes, who made you dig such a big pit last night? There were so many cases of digging holes but not filling them. You have already been angry with the public. This time it is our audience's counterattack against you."

"Damn." He Xiangdong really swears this time.
Chapter completed!