The middle-aged man pointed to Zhang Wenhai next to him and asked with a smile: "I'm not young."

"Go." Ye Ziqing took a photo of the middle-aged man in anger.

The middle-aged man smiled and didn't say much.

The performance on stage continued. After answering the conversation and the door-to-door baggage, He Xiangdong continued: "When you come on stage, you will introduce yourself first. My name is He Xiangdong. I am a primary school student in the crosstalk industry, and it is not worth mentioning."

Zhang Wenhai ran, "Why are you so humble now?"

"Ah." The audience started to cheer, and all the old audience came. They knew He Xiangdong's virtues very well.

He Xiangdong smiled embarrassedly: "I have always been very modest and don't like to show off myself, so I will introduce the teacher next to me. This old man is a famous person."

Zhang Wenhai waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not take it, I dare not take it."

He Xiangdong said, "I have to introduce you well."

Zhang Wenhai said: "Then tell me about it."

He Xiangdong looked at the audience, pointed his left hand at Zhang Wenhai, and said proudly: "This is the gold medalist of our Olympic most unbalanced competition, and this is the world champion."

"Haha..." The audience laughed.

Zhang Wenhai was stunned.

He Xiangdong turned his head to look at Zhang Wenhai. Seeing that he hadn't reacted, he simply turned his shoulders, one shoulder was high and the other was low, walking like Zhang Wenhai.

"Hi." Zhang Wenhai seemed to have reacted, shouted loudly, and then laughed with the table.

The audience laughed even harder when they saw this scene.

Now He Xiangdong feels that he doesn't care about crosstalk. He just talks casually and is crosstalk. As long as he opens his mouth, no matter what he says, even a simple "hello" will make others feel very interesting.

This is a person who understands humor into his bones. It can be said that He Xiangdong is now crosstalk, and his words and behaviors are crosstalk. It is said that crosstalk is at the highest level, chatting is crosstalk. In chat, you can finish crosstalk unknowingly. He Xiangdong is not far from this level.

Four years ago, He Xiangdong was like a sunny day, dazzling light, and all the young artists of the same era were suppressed by him, Ling Jue Contemporary.

Today, four years later, He Xiangdong, who has experienced four years of training in Xiangwenshe, has completely calmed down. For four years, he has no resources or channels, and his peers have to forget this former genius.

But this period of time is extremely important to He Xiangdong. He washed away all his luster. Now He Xiangdong is calm and introverted. Although there is no dazzling glory on his body, the magical brilliance he contains is far better than before.

He Xiangdong was only 28 years old this year, and other artists may not have matured and have not yet formed their own style. However, He Xiangdong's every move has become a master. His strength is already above the famous masters in the crosstalk world. Unfortunately, no one in the crosstalk world can know this.

After saying a few jokes, he started to work hard. Today's crosstalk is called "Learn from the Drum". A typical work of Liu Huoer, He Xiangdong is best at Liu Huoer.

He Xiangdong said to Zhang Wenhai: "If you want to say this is good, it must be the Xihe drum."

Zhang Wenhai held it and said, "Okay, then you can tell us a few words."

He Xiangdong faced the audience and said, "This Xihe drum originated from the Xihe River, so it is called the Xihe drum. Then, the one in the Donghe River is called the Donghe Drum, and the one in the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is the Canal Drum."

Zhang Wenhai exclaimed: "Who, you are really knowledgeable."

He Xiangdong shamelessly patted his chest and said, "It's okay, I like to read books when I have nothing to do."

Zhang Wenhai shook his hand: "Okay, okay, don't mess with others reading books, hurry up and sing."

"Then I'll sing a little bit."

Zhang Wenhai is a silly man: "Okay, just sing a two-cent."

He Xiangdong quit: "Two cents? Two cents can be heard at most."

Zhang Wenhai said happily: "Okay, I'll give you a dime, and you can fart me five times."

"Ah." The audience kept making excuses, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

Ye Ziqing from the audience was also rolling his eyes. The guys on the stage were really without any taboos and dared to show anything.

The middle-aged man sitting next to her also shook his head and smiled, saying, "The old man who supports the role can really squeeze people. He is trying his best to make trouble for the funny actor."

Ye Ziqing shook his head, very helpless.

He Xiangdong on the stage was helpless. He pointed at Zhang Wenhai and scolded, "You are so vulgar. Let's talk about elegant crosstalk to Wenshe."

Zhang Wenhai ran, "Does the things that popped out of your mouth have something to do with Gao Ya?"

He Xiangdong was choked and jumped and said, "Didn't you say you can sing big drums? Where have you changed the topic?"

"Haha." Zhang Wenhai shook his head and smiled, and the audience was even more happy.

He Xiangdong is about to collapse.

"Ah." The audience started to cheer again, and the atmosphere was very lively and lively.

Zhang Wenhai finished laughing, pushed his glasses, and said, "Okay, okay, sing quickly."

He Xiangdong pointed at Zhang Wenhai and said to the audience: "How bad this old man is."

Zhang Wenhai pointed at himself: "Am I?"

After the audience laughed, He Xiangdong said, "Okay, let's sing a piece of Xihe drum for everyone and picking robes from Baqiao."

There was no accompaniment on the stage, and He Xiangdong sang: "The autumn colors are in lingering, the golden crow is depressed. The Marquis of Shouting hangs a seal and seals gold, leaves Cao Cao, and leaves Xuchang. He ordered the military academies, come, the emperor's sister-in-law's carriage should slowly shake, and take advantage of the frost falling in the autumnal equinox, the weather is early, and the golden wind blows, and some of the robe is penetrated..."

The audience in the audience showed expressions of enjoyment.

The middle-aged man sitting next to Ye Ziqing at the No. 1 table frowned and showed a puzzled look on his face: "This is not a big drum."

"What?" Ye Ziqing was stunned.

The middle-aged man said, "I don't know much, let me listen for a while."

"Okay." Ye Ziqing responded.

After listening to a few more words, the middle-aged man said decisively: "This is different from ordinary big drums, and there is less of the big drum smell."

Ye Ziqing turned his head in surprise, but she did not see the disappointment in the middle-aged man's eyes, but instead saw the appreciation in the middle-aged man's eyes. This was the first time Ye Ziqing saw him performing like this since he entered the door.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ziqing was full of doubts.

"Okay." The middle-aged man shouted "Okay" and raised his hands to beat the drums he sang.

The audience was blindly following, and they also felt that the big drums that He Xiangdong sang were very interesting. When they saw someone leading the way to play the beat, they all followed in and started filming together.

Zhang Wenhai on the stage turned his eyes to the middle-aged man at that time, with a slight scrutiny in his eyes.

He Xiangdong sang a big drum and glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked at him calmly, and He Xiangdong took his eyes away in an instant, not caring at all.
Chapter completed!