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Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth funny children

These two children are only four or five years old, and Xiao He and Xiao Xue are not as tall as the table. However, these two children are really worthy of being descendants of crosstalk. Seeing so many people in the audience and such a lively scene, the two children were not afraid at all.

The two children held hands, jumped up and walked up. Xiao He's face was full of laughter. When he walked to the stage, Xiao Xue was more honest and bowed to the audience.

Xiao He was so open on the stage that he didn't know where the child learned it. He actually gave several kisses to the audience below the stage. The child kissed so hard.

"Hahaha..." The audience burst into laughter.

Especially for the female audience, they are all about to be cute by Xiao He.

Mr. Hou San, Mr. Shi and others couldn't smile bitterly, and they didn't have to do DNA. They knew that this must be He Xiangdong's own son, and his bones were really strong enough.

Even the actors on the stage laughed and leaned back and forth, almost unable to stand firm. Xue Guo looked at his son and Xiao He, and he was so happy.

He Xiangdong also saw it clearly at the entrance. When he saw this scene, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zhang Wenhai joked: "Your son has stolen all the limelight of you."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "Then I am willing, okay, let's go up too."

...

Xiao He wanted to show off for a while on the stage. This was the first time this child had come to the stage, but he didn't expect that he liked and enjoyed the stage quite a bit.

Xue Guo quickly went up and pulled Xiao He and Xiao Xue to her side. He Xiangdong was about to go on stage, so he couldn't let the child block the stage.

Seeing that the scene had been controlled, He Xiangdong walked out with Zhang Wenhai. As soon as they appeared, the audience burst into unparalleled cheers and almost overturned the roof.

Seeing this scene, the colleagues who came were shocked.

In the past, I always saw Xiangwen Club in newspapers so popular. They always felt that the media was a bit exaggerating, but today they came to the scene, and they felt it. This scene was even better than the ones reported.

...

He Xiangdong and Zhang Wenhai calmly walked to the center of the platform in four-character stairs. Zhang Wenhai stood inside the table, and He Xiangdong stood outside.

After the two stood up, the other actors of Xiangwenshe also surrounded him. After looking at him, he really felt a bit imposing.

Mr. Hou was very moved when he saw it. The current Xiangwenshe is not the straw troupe with three or five people and two or three guns back then. The current Xiangwenshe is really full of soldiers and horses and talents.

He Xiangdong stood outside the table, staring at the audience, showing emotion, and took square steps under his feet, folded his hands, bowed to the audience from all directions. Every time he bowed, the audience's applause and cheers burst out again.

When He Xiangdong returned to his position, the audience's boiling enthusiasm had not subsided for a long time. He Xiangdong was deeply moved and kept pressing his hands. After a long time, the audience calmed down.

He Xiangdong said to the microphone: "There are a lot of people coming, and the empty seats are all full."

It’s this classic greeting bag.

The audience was very proud of their face and booed: "Ah..."

Zhang Wenhai also complained: "Don't talk nonsense, there are no empty seats? Even the aisles are full of people."

He Xiangdong smiled: "That's what it means. Our traditional crosstalk performance is on the verge of losing. All the crosstalk actors from our Xiangwen Club have come, including these two little boys."

He Xiangdong waved, called Xiao He and Xiao Xue to his side, and introduced to the audience: "These two are my sons."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Guo became anxious and shouted, "Hey, there is another one that belongs to me."

The audience burst into laughter when they heard this.

There were three microphones on the stage, which was convenient for use when talking about the group. Seeing this, Zhang Wenhai took the initiative to let him go, empty the inside of the table, and said to Xue Guo: "Come on, come here and make the matter clear."

In the hearts of the old audience of Xiangwenshe, He Xiangdong and Mr. Zhang Wenhai are just a deal. After all, the two of them have been together since the beginning of Xiangwenshe. After so many years, they have been together.

But everyone also knew that Mr. Zhang was indeed old and could not help He Xiangdong for a few years. Since Xue Guo joined Xiangwen Club, Mr. Zhang rarely came on stage to talk.

Including now newspapers, TV and media reports, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo are also reported. The crosstalks played by these two people, but Mr. Zhang doesn’t have much.

This is what Mr. Zhang himself means. Now Xiang Wenshe is the time to become popular and to become a master. He has to give up this opportunity.

He was almost buried in his throat, so he stopped fighting for this reputation. He had to give up this opportunity so that He Xiangdong and Xue Guo could support Xiang Wenshe as soon as possible. They were the future of Xiang Wenshe.

Xue Guo knew it and was grateful in her heart. He could actually make the final contribution with He Xiangdong in this special performance today, because he and He Xiangdong were basically performing the show later, but he still gave this opportunity to Mr. Zhang, which was a very noble person.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang just said something and then threw him up again. He smiled bitterly, without refusing, and walked to the scene and said to He Xiangdong: "What did you say? There is another child who is my son."

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said indifferently: "I don't care why this is important."

Xue Guo cursed: "Nonsense, I have something to say."

"Okay, okay, I know that's your son, that fat person." He Xiangdong pointed at Xiao Xue and said to the audience, "Everyone, this is our Teacher Xue's son, He Xiaobao."

"Hahaha." The audience laughed wildly.

The peers had different expressions and had various expressions, which were quite exciting.

Xue Guo was anxious when she heard this: "Ah, my son's name is He Xiaobao."

He Xiangdong asked back, "Otherwise, what's the name?"

Xue Guo corrected: "I have the surname Xue."

He Xiangdong said: "Okay, just the surname Xue is Xue."

Xue Guo said: "You must have the surname Xue."

He Xiangdong looked sad and wiped his tears and said to the audience: "Everyone, as soon as I mention Teacher Xue's son, I will..."

"Hahaha..." The audience laughed wildly again.

Xue Guo waved her hand and said, "Don't do this."

He Xiangdong wiped his tears and choked and said, "Anyway, if the child doesn't do his homework well in the future and is naughty, don't do it."

"Go." Xue Guo pushed He Xiangdong away.

"Ah." The audience cheered.

He Xiangdong also laughed loudly. After saying that Xiao Xue, he began to tease his son. He looked at Xiao He and waved his hand and said, "Come on, Yi Chen, come to Daddy."
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