In a shabu-shabu restaurant in Dongzhimen, He Xiangdong, Xue Guo and Guo Qing sat around an old Beijing copper pot. The charcoal fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and the pot was boiling very much.

Xue Guo and Guo Qing's cheeks were flushed, both of them were a little drunk, and the mutton was almost rinsed, and they were drinking.

He Xiangdong looked as usual, but he was still the same, and he didn't drink. Sometimes Xue Guo and Guo Qing didn't like to take him with him when they were eating. It would be boring not to drink. He had to call him three people.

Xue Guo and Guo Qing can drink together. If they are alone with He Xiangdong, they will not be able to drink the wine, and it will be boring to drink it.

Xue Guo looked at He Xiangdong with drunken eyes and said, "I don't like to eat with him or not drink, it's boring."

He Xiangdong picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in his sesame sauce, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, rolling his eyes and ignored the two people.

He has heard too much of similar complaints in the past two years, so he has long been fearless.

Guo Qing also advised: "You, don't always argue with our little Dongzi. Xiao Dongzi has been quite unhappy these days."

Upon hearing this, Xue Guo also fell silent.

Guo Qing shook his head and said nothing.

Hengyang Entertainment is a giant in the entertainment industry. They are just two of the most ordinary young actors. They are not even qualified to be slightly valued by Hengyang Entertainment, let alone anything else.

He Xiangdong didn't care much. He ate mutton and ate cold dishes on his own. He also drank a sip from time to time with a glass of juice drink in his hand. He had a very good appetite.

Guo Qing looked at He Xiangdong like this and was speechless. He said, "Okay, okay, you can die if you eat less. I loved eating so much when I was a child. My temperament has not changed when I grew up. Look at what your figure looks like."

He Xiangdong rolled his eyes and said, "You still have the face to say that when we were young, we went on stage to perform crosstalk. I won't talk about you about the bottom of the matter. If I didn't bring it back for you, you would have to die on the stage. I don't care. Please ask for this."

Guo Qing was displeased: "Hey, when you were a child, you took a lot of food from me. The account had been paid off long ago. Why did you ask me to treat it again now?"

He Xiangdong said: "If you had died on the stage at that time, you would have said you would have stopped doing this job long ago. Look, I have saved your professional life. How many sets of pancakes, fruits, and bowls of gabaca vegetables can be paid off?"

Guo Qing was stunned.

Xue Guo smiled: "You, don't argue with this shameless guy. You are an honest person. How can you compete for this shameless guy?"

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "I just listen to this as a compliment."

Xue Guo rolled her eyes.

On the dining table, there was no speech for a moment.

After a while, Xue Guo asked, "How is the garden now?"

He Xiangdong said: "Hi, it's still the same thing, oh, by the way, I've taken in two new apprentices."

"Ah, two more? Including these two, you have seven apprentices, right?" Xue Guo was speechless.

Guo Qing shook his head and said nothing.

He and Xue Guo are older than He Xiangdong, and now they don’t have a single apprentice. He Xiangdong is so good, they already have seven apprentices. Who do you want to reason with this thing?

He Xiangdong nodded with a smile.

Guo Qing also said: "You have only taken seven of you in just a few years. If this continues, you will have to take dozens of apprentices?"

He Xiangdong sighed and said, "It is rare that there are young people who are willing to learn crosstalk. This is a good thing. If they are willing to learn, I will teach them well. This is also preaching for the ancestors. There is nothing wrong with it. Even now, I am short of funds and talents, otherwise I have to collect more."

Xue Guo sighed and said in a deep voice: "Actually, Xiang Wenshe is a burden to you. If you didn't Xiang Wenshe, with your ability, you would have soared to the sky."

He Xiangdong smiled, was silent for a while before saying, "Xiangwenshe is my root. This cannot be measured by money or reputation. Even if I am poor all my life, I will not give up on this place."

Xue Guo and Guo Qing were both silent.

After a while, Xue Guo took off the wine in the glass in one sip, and then he said with a scent of wine, saying, "I have also learned crosstalk since I was a child and I am in my thirties now. I have been talking about crosstalk for half my life, but I have not made any name for it. The salary given by the group is not enough for food, and I have also found faults every few days to deduct money. If I hadn't filmed movies and TV, I would probably starve to death."

Guo Qing was also silent because he and Xue Guo were actually exactly the same. They loved crosstalk very much, but they couldn't make a living by crosstalk. They both got married and had children now. The family always had to live and their children had to go to school. This was all money. If you can't make this money in crosstalk, what can they do and what else can they do?

Xue Guo poured another glass of wine and said to He Xiangdong: "I have known you for seven years. At the beginning, you were just a pauper. Now you have such a big family business in Xiangwenshe, but you are still a pauper, so why don't you make any progress?"

He Xiangdong shook his head and smiled without refuting.

Xue Guo poured her third glass of wine and sighed: "But I really envy you, I am so envious. I love crosstalk too, but I really can't do this to you. Compared with you, I'm not a crosstalk at all."

Xue Guo's face was already red with alcohol and her eyes were blurred, but she was still clear: "To put it nicely, I am a crosstalk actor, but I don't talk about crosstalk at all. Just earning those two bad money in the art troupe is not enough for my family's meals for a week. All my income now relies on making TV and movies. Wow, I will almost become a movie actor in two years."

He Xiangdong was speechless.

Xue Guo shook her head and said angrily: "But I am a crosstalk artist."

Guo Qing also poured himself a full glass of wine. The most tangled thing in the crosstalk world now is people like them. They are young but have a heavy burden. They have old and young people. They love crosstalk very much, but they have no money to support their families when they speak crosstalk.

He Xiangdong looked at the two of them and frowned. He said, "Don't say whether I love crosstalk or not, I don't know whether I love crosstalk or not. I only know that I will be very happy when I say crosstalk. If you don't let me say crosstalk, I can't laugh even if I give me millions. That's it."

Xue Guo and Guo Qing looked up at He Xiangdong at the same time, but they didn't expect that He Xiangdong's answer was so simple.

He Xiangdong said: "Mr. Li Wenhua was diagnosed with throat cancer in the past eight years. The doctor said that he should never speak too much, let alone speak crosstalk on stage, otherwise the disease would not be cured. But the old man still couldn't stay there. He went on stage in a few days, and his throat was completely ruined. It was because he would not let the old man say crosstalk and he would be bad. He could not speak crosstalk. What's the use of him living for so long? That's it."

Xue Guo and Guo Qing were both hunched.

Until the stove was gone and the pot was cold, Xue Guo's face also recovered a lot, and the alcohol was dissipated a lot. He said, "I'm not happy, I'm not happy to film outside, I'm not happy to speak crosstalk in the art troupe, I'm not happy wherever I go. Sometimes I'm not happy to go home now. I think the happiest thing is when I went to the suburbs with you to run a hole in the suburbs and to tell crosstalk to the literary club together. I'm the happiest time."

"So too." Guo Qing followed silently.

He Xiangdong comforted him: "It's okay, if you like it, come to Chuanchuan Festival often, and say two more. You said you are the same. You haven't come to the garden for the past two years. If you look for you, you won't come, you won't come, really."

Guo Qing sighed and said, "It's not that he won't come, but that he has no shame to come."

Hearing this, He Xiangdong was speechless.

Xue Guo gritted her teeth, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth a few big mouthfuls, threw it away, stood up, looked at He Xiangdong with scarlet eyes, and said, "He Xiangdong, what did you say you wanted to invite me to join the Xiangwen Club, but now it counts?"

"Ah?" He Xiangdong was stunned.

Xue Guo slapped the table and urged loudly: "Say, does it count or not."

He Xiangdong looked at Xue Guo and turned his head to look at Guo Qing. He also stared at him with scarlet eyes.
Chapter completed!