When this boy Ding Jinyang became excited, he would be a little incoherent and talk in a mess. He didn't explain the matter clearly for a while.

Mr. Hou San was almost anxious to get out of trouble by this kid.

"Hahaha..." Mr. Shi, who was looking at the newspaper, burst into laughter.

Mr. Hou was stunned. There was still a guy who hadn't explained the matter clearly for a long time. Good guy, why did another guy suddenly laugh so hard here?

"Old Shi, what's wrong with you? Something happened to He Xiangdong. Are you smiling so happily?" Mr. Hou San frowned and asked Mr. Shi.

Mr. Shi pulled out a newspaper from his hand and photographed it to Master Hou San, laughing and said, "Okay, hurry up and take a look. If you read it, you will definitely smile more than me."

Master Hou San picked up the newspaper in confusion. Seeing the eyeballs above, his eyes widened at that time. Looking at the reports and photos below, Master Hou San smiled.

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was too strong, but it was much better than Mr. Shi. Ding Jinyang felt that his ears were shocked.

Mr. Shi rolled his eyes.

"Okay, good boy, I've been in the newspaper, hahaha." Master Hou San was dancing and smiled happily: "Ha, is this kid enlightened? He also knows to find a promotional channel for himself. Look at what he wrote, it's popular in the capital. Tsk tsk, I really dare to say it, but it's a good thing for this kid to enlighten himself."

Ding Jinyang was stunned.

Mr. Shi rolled his eyes again, and as his old partner completely understood the wrong meaning, he pulled out another newspaper and slapped it on Mr. Hou San, and said, "Look at this again."

"What?" Mr. Hou San took the newspaper and was amused when he saw it: "This stingy boy knows to find two newspapers to report it. It is a popular Beijing city again, and the publicity is very consistent."

Mr. Shi was speechless this time. He simply stuffed all the newspapers on his hand to Master Hou San and said, "There are also this pile, you can take a look."

Mr. Hou San took the newspaper and looked over one by one. The laughter in his mouth never stopped: "Well, it's not bad, another one, huh, there's another one, haha, this kid spent a lot of money this time, um, there's another one, Beijing Evening News, oh, big newspaper, morning newspaper, haha, eh... eh? Why are there so many?"

Master Hou San's face changed.

Mr. Shi looked at the sky speechlessly: "Old Hou, Lao Hou, you said you are quite smart, why are you confused now?"

Mr. Hou looked up and asked in disbelief: "Are you saying He Xiangdong really popular? So popular that so many media are rushing to interview him?"

Mr. Shi poked a few big black characters on the newspaper, stared at Mr. Hou San's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The capital is hot."

Mr. Hou looked down at his words, his pupils shrank slightly. The crosstalk industry is now in a very downturn, and a large number of practitioners have changed their careers and gone to other places. Just three minutes ago, he was sighing at the loneliness of crosstalk with Mr. Shi, but now there are so many words that are popular in the capital that are really shocked.

"What did Lao Shi and I have had during the period when we went to the Northeast?" Mr. Hou asked Ding Jinyang with his eyes wide open.

Ding Jinyang said innocently: "How can I know? I only saw the news."

Mr. Hou picked up a newspaper and read it seriously. Crosstalk is so sluggish now that it is not an exaggeration to say that he is still alive. Who dares to say that he is popular in the capital? Even those who are on the Spring Festival Gala will not be popular, let alone those who are in small folk theaters.

So at the beginning, Mr. Hou San just regarded these reports as public relations articles. He thought it was He Xiangdong who spent money to ask reporters to do the report, but who knew that it was not like this.

Mr. Hou became serious and looked at the newspaper reports carefully without missing any trace.

Mr. Shi did not read the report. He kept staring out the window, frowned, and looked faintly.

After a while, Master Hou San put down the newspaper and sighed deeply: "This kid is really a weather, really, I don't know what to say."

Mr. Shi had a complicated expression and a heavy tone: "Maybe we are all wrong, he is right."

Master Hou San stiffened and looked at Mr. Shi blankly.

...

The Hou family still didn't have dinner. After receiving this news, Mr. Hou San and Mr. Shi could not sit still. The two of them didn't even eat, so they hurried to the gate of Xiangwenshe with Ding Jinyang.

Along the way, Hou Sanye and the other two were still a little confused. What is the so-called popular capital? How many audiences are needed to be considered popular capital? What are the standards for the definition?

On the way, the three of them had different thoughts and had different fantasies.

But after actually arriving at the scene, all three of them were shocked. The door of Sifang Teahouse was not big, and the crowd was lined up all the time. There was also one person selling mineral water with his bags on his back, and there were also melon seeds and snacks. The scene was so lively.

Mr. Hou San understood what a popular capital city is. This is a popular capital city. There is no need for any standard to determine. The audience is almost thrusting their heads when buying tickets. Isn’t this a popular capital city yet?

Master Hou San and Mr. Shi Xun looked at each other, and both of them saw an unconcealed look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Ding Jinyang opened his mouth even wide and couldn't even speak, and he was stunned.

"Hey, boss, do you want a ticket? Xiangwenshe ticket, 10 o'clock." A middle-aged man came over and threw the ticket.

Mr. Hou San looked at the man and asked excitedly, "Scalper?"

The middle-aged man's expression became strange at that time. Why did this man look so excited when he saw a scalper and a relative?

Mr. Hou San couldn't help but be excited. He said that the scalpers had come and there were even scalpers at the door. Who could do this now? At this moment, Mr. Hou San felt like he was back to the era where the most famous crosstalk was full of heroes.

The scalper nodded and said, "Just say you want a ticket."

Mr. Shi asked, "Is there anything else tonight?"

The scalper said: "The ones that were gone tonight are long ago. I just got the first two 15o photos out, but there are still those tomorrow."

Mr. Shi said in surprise: "You can sell 15o for more than twenty tickets?"

The scalper said disapprovingly: "People sold 200 yesterday, but I don't know which sucker I encountered."

After thinking about it, the scalper felt that it was a bit inappropriate for him to say this, and he said again: "Don't blame us for selling expensively, our tickets are expensive. There are so many people now. Look at how many people are queuing up, they all want to sell me more than 100."

Mr. Hou San didn't bother with the money issue and asked: "Is Xiangwenshe's business now so popular?"

The scalper praised: "It's so popular, you don't know. All the tickets in a week have been sold out now. We are much more convenient to throw tickets at the door of Wenshe than to go to a concert, and we earn more. Several of us are pointing at this... Well, no, I, we, we, are actually just making hard money."

This scalper is just a fool.

Master Hou San smiled.

Mr. Shi nodded and smiled.

Ding Jinyang smiled lonely and lonely.

Mr. Hou San asked, "Then we can't help but want to go in to listen to crosstalk tonight?"

The scalper said: "There's no way tonight. Oh, I see you look quite like the crosstalk-talking Hou. I even lost my name. You go to the door to try it. Maybe people will let you in if you think you are a fellow traveler. They don't charge tickets for fellow traveler traveler here."

Mr. Hou laughed and said, "That's great. I'm so lucky to look like Hou's. I can't help but listen to crosstalk for free with my celebrity face."

Mr. Shi also joked: "I'm not good-looking either, I'm afraid I won't have this blessing."

Huang Niu looked at Mr. Shi and smiled and said, "Hey, no, no, you look like a partner with Hou Na or something. It's such a coincidence. You can go together later...ah...ah...ah!"
Chapter completed!