"Okay." The audience suddenly applauded.

Da Peng was shocked. Before this person came out, the audience was so excited. How outstanding these two people must be.

Da Peng was secretly surprised.

He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai walked out slowly amid the audience's applause. As soon as the two came out, the applause of the audience became even more intense.

Only then did Da Peng see clearly the two of them, one old and one young. The young one was a big fat man with a smart and bad smile on his face. The old one was as thin as skinny as skinny, wearing glasses, one shoulder high and the other low, like a bad old man.

The two walked out, and the fat young man glanced at the old man, and then the man started to walk with one shoulder down and the other, and the old man laughed.

Da Peng burst into laughter in an instant. It was obviously a simple move, why is this person so fun to do?

Da Peng couldn't figure it out, but he smiled happily.

On the stage, He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai stood separately.

He Xiangdong smiled at the audience: "Many people come, let's dig out the empty seats..."

The audience below shouted in unison: "It's full."

After shouting, the audience laughed and cheered in unison: "Ah..."

Da Peng was surprised again, this scene...

He Xiangdong raised his head and smiled on the stage.

Zhang Wenhai also smiled and said, "You, don't talk about your devilish words now, everyone has learned it."

He Xiangdong said helplessly: "Then I was being dug up?"

Zhang Wenhai was also laughing. The atmosphere on the stage was more relaxed than off the stage, and it was so active.

He Xiangdong began to answer: "The couple who performed for you just now is my apprentice, named Chen Jun, and the supporting role is my senior brother, named Xue Guo. The child is not saying it well now, so let my senior brother help you. Let us rest assured, you all hold on to you."

"Okay." The audience applauded.

He Xiangdong continued to say, "But one thing my apprentice said is right. Xue Guo's wife is really the lady of a wealthy family. Mr. Zhang can testify about this."

Zhang Wenhai also nodded with a bad smile: "Yes, that's right."

He Xiangdongdao: "Mr. Zhang is also a regular visitor."

Zhang Wenhai waved his hand and said embarrassedly: "Hi, that's all when I was young, don't always mention this."

He Xiangdong pointed at Zhang Wenhai and smiled and said, "Look, I'm sorry, where was the rich man you were when you were young, spending a lot of money."

"Hi." Zhang Wenhai waved his hand, even more embarrassed.

Who knew that He Xiangdong changed the subject: "If you weren't so bold, how could your wife follow you?"

"Puff." Da Peng laughed again.

Zhang Wenhai was displeased and scolded: "Hey, what's this? In addition, Fugui is the marriage-oriented unit of our Xiangwenshe."

"Wow." He Xiangdong screamed in surprise.

The audience was even more happy.

The crosstalk performance on stage continued, and Da Peng was so happy that he could hear it off the stage. He almost laughed so hard that he lay down under the table. He was so happy.

As he listened, a sudden light of inspiration flashed through his mind. The crosstalk here was so funny. How great would it be if it was put into his own show? Maybe there would be more listeners.

As soon as this thought arises, it can't stop and instantly occupies Da Peng's mind. He now doesn't even have the intention to listen to crosstalk, and he has been thinking about the show in his mind.

He was originally a folk art program and was familiar with such things. Now he has thought of recording and playing the program.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The crosstalk here is really fun. I think the effect of it on the show must be very good. Maybe he doesn't have to be at the bottom.

Da Peng looked at He Xiangdong on the stage, his eyes shining brightly.

...

He talked about crosstalk all night, Da Peng also listened to it all night and laughed all night.

After the cross talk, the actor finished his curtain call. He didn't go anywhere, so he just threw a waiter at the question, and then ran to the backstage.

He Xiangdong had just arrived and took off his clothes. Before he could drink a sip of water, the second child brought the person in.

The second brother walked to He Xiangdong and said, "Master, this person is the host of the Beijing Radio and Radio Literature Channel, named Da Peng. He wants to talk to you about whether the crosstalk in our garden can be broadcast on the radio."

The second brother is safe to do things. He figured out the identity information and purpose of the other party's visitor, and then came to report it to He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong nodded slightly, expressed his understanding, and led Da Peng aside to sit down. He said to his second son: "Go, pour a cup of tea for the guests."

"Oh." The second brother responded and passed.

Da Peng smiled politely and said to He Xiangdong: "Then I will introduce myself first. My name is Peng Changhan, and my stage name is Da Peng. Now I am a host on the Literary Channel of Beijing Radio and hosting Quyi Wenhui. Uh, well, it's almost done."

He Xiangdong has been traveling south and north for many years. He has already developed a pair of poisonous eyes and can tell at a glance that he is an honest person.

Since Xiangwenshe opened, several media friends have been invited, and there are also radio hosts, but those people regard themselves as old men as soon as they come in, as if they are 20,000 or 50,000 or 80,000, and the requirements they put forward are extremely harsh. Without exception, these people were all driven away by He Xiangdong.

But this person named Da Peng is different. This person has a sense of honesty and a good attitude, which makes people feel comfortable when they see it.

He Xiangdong also said: "Hello, I am He Xiangdong, the headmaster of our Xiangwen Club."

Da Peng said politely: "Hey, hello, Teacher He, I just listened to your crosstalk. It's really great, I like it very much."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "You are kind."

Da Peng continued: "You also know that I am doing folk art programs on the radio station. I often play some crosstalk programs, so you can see if we can cooperate with you and broadcast your crosstalk in our program."

He Xiangdong thought for a while and said with a smile: "You have listened to our crosstalk, and some of the jokes here may not meet the broadcast standards, right?"

Da Peng said a little embarrassedly: "It's a bit inconsistent, but it's okay. Our program is broadcast late at night. Of course, I still hope you can pay a little attention. I am an outsider and I can't come up with any ideas. I think you know what you think. If you decide the program yourself, we just keep recording and broadcasting."

"You don't interfere at all?" He Xiangdong was really surprised this time. Are all the show so generous now?

"Yes, as long as it meets the broadcast standards." Da Peng blushed and he didn't have the nerve to say about his broken program. He wanted to interfere, but someone had to help do these things together.
Chapter completed!