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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh family hall order

Yes, Ding Yiqun just thought that Xiangwenshe and He Xiangdong were sensationalizing and used the gimmick of losing traditional crosstalk to sell tickets. As a result, the content of the performance was all eliminated. Isn't this sensationalizing? Isn't this deceiving the audience?

There are many people who have this idea, but in fact most of their colleagues think so. There must be a reason for the loss of a crosstalk. Except for a few who have broken down due to the inheritance, most of the others have been eliminated and the audience doesn’t like it, so no one says it, and no one learns it.

Mr. Hou frowned. He was a representative figure of new-style crosstalk, but he never opposed traditional crosstalk. He even said that he liked traditional crosstalk very much, and he also highly recommended that crosstalk actors draw nourishment from traditional crosstalk.

However, he really doesn’t have much confidence in He Xiangdong’s special crosstalk show on the verge of losing the next week. Will the audience really recognize and like so many eliminated crosstalks again?

If he had known about this, he would have found a way to dissuade him. After all, this matter was too risky. Xiang Wenshe finally became popular, so he could not be ruined just like this.

Unfortunately, He Xiangdong's confidentiality measures were too strict, and no one knew that he was going to do this. It was not until the media reported it that Mr. Hou San learned about this.

And then the tree was already done and was powerless to turn the world back.

Mr. Hou San was sitting at the scene, worried a lot.

He is not the only one who is worried. In fact, artists who really care about crosstalk are worried about Xiang Wenshe's situation.

Crosstalk has been in decline for too long. The crosstalk world has been popular for so many years, but it can’t even hold a new star.

They need fresh blood and new corners too much. They need a new corner to prove that crosstalk is still alive and to prove that crosstalk still has hope.

Now that Xiangwenshe is still popular, they all see hope, but He Xiangdong is actually walking on such a tightrope, how can they not worry or worry?

The colleagues on the scene probably only Chu Cheng was the least worried. He had a mysterious confidence with Fang Wenqi and He Xiangdong.

...

The audience applauded, and Chen Jun and Lao San came up one after another, and they stood in front of the stage and bowed deeply to the audience.

Chen Jun was also a person in a flash. He went on stage and said, "There are a lot of people coming, and if you dig out the empty seats, you will be full."

The audience immediately started to cheer: "Ah..."

The third brother stopped Chen Jun and asked, "This is our master's burden. Why did you use it? What do you want to do?"

Chen Jun rolled up his sleeves and looked straight: "What are you doing? I'm going to usurp power and seize the throne."

"Ah?" the third brother screamed.

"Ah." The audience started to cheer even more excitedly.

The third brother said, "I dare not say this crosstalk anymore. I don't think you want to do it here anymore."

Chen Jun said: "Who doesn't want to do it anymore?"

The third brother said, "You, you are ready to usurp the power and seize the throne. No, I have to tell my master to go."

"Wait a minute." Chen Jun grabbed the third brother and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The third brother said, "Tell Master, you are ready to usurp power and seize the throne."

Chen Jun begged for mercy: "Don't go, don't go, I'm just kidding."

The third brother was caught and said, "It's too late, hehe, I'm going to report now."

Chen Jun pulled the third brother and shouted, "You can't go."

The third brother asked, "Why can't I go?"

"Because...because..." Chen Jun's mind was about to turn, and suddenly a light of inspiration appeared, blurting out: "Because you owe me a favor."

The third brother asked in confusion: "What kind of favor?"

Chen Jun let go of the third brother and said, "I invited Lingtang to have dinner last week."

This is going to work. There is no burden to talk about it before, but the audience is not bored. This is the ability.

The colleagues also became interested in these two young people, and Mr. Hou couldn't help but take a look at Chen Jun more. This is a good seedling.

On the stage, the third brother was still a little disbelief and asked, "Eat? Which restaurant?"

Chen Jun said: "Jinghua Hotel, we are in the No. 1 box. I ordered more than a dozen big dishes, especially the fish, which is so fresh."

The third brother asked again, "Is it really eaten?"

Chen Junli said with confidence: "Of course I will eat it."

The third brother asked again: "What about after eating?"

"Uh..." Chen Jun thought for a while and said, "I took Lingtang to take a shower."

"Ah?" the third brother screamed strangely.

The audience laughed.

The third brother was anxious: "Take a bath, who are you taking a bath?"

Chen Jun said: "Who else can be there? Only your Lingtang."

The third brother said anxiously: "You can't talk nonsense about this. Tell me what my family's ruling hall looks like."

"Fat, white and fat, oh, it's so fleshy when you take off your clothes." Chen Jun gestured on his chest and belly.

"Go." The third brother pushed Chen Jun away one after another.

The audience laughed wildly.
Chapter completed!
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