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Chapter 588 Let Xiang Wenshe close its doors

The audience laughed, but the faces of Zhao Fenghua and others who were traveling with each other were dark. Hou Sanye and others were relieved to the seniors who were concerned about Wenshe.

This bag is very good, and the two of them performed well. As soon as the bag was shaken, the audience laughed.

An old man like Zhang Baoku, who is of the Bao generation, also nodded slightly and looked at the reaction of the audience, and they were also confused.

They are artists who have really started to speak crosstalk since the old society. A large part of the traditional crosstalk they are talking about now is the crosstalk of their era, and they are the ones who know the most about these crosstalks.

Traditional crosstalk is not unfamiliar to these old predecessors. They know every detail, every size and festival in traditional crosstalk.

When Xiang Wenshe made a special show of crosstalk that was about to be on the verge of losing, they came here because they were curious, but they also had a bit of a test score in their hearts.

Now that a big burden has come out on the stage, they are also worried. Are there any problems with the actors on the stage? Yes, and there are many problems. Their rhythm and size are not the old traditional crosstalk they have been in contact with before.

Moreover, the performance styles of the two actors on stage are very different from traditional crosstalk. They are talking about traditional crosstalk, but they do not look like traditional crosstalk.

But looking at the reactions of the audience, the feedback from the audience is quite good. What's going on?

The crosstalk on the stage continued, Chen Jun was quite reckless and very active on the stage. He Xiangdong used to want to give his second son to him. The second son was calm and could suppress the situation. The two of them moved and were just right in a match.

It’s just a pity that Chen Jun and Lao Er couldn’t get along with each other. Lao Er and Guo Qing had a few times, but the two of them were quite compatible, and now it has become a deal.

After thinking about it, He Xiangdong asked the third brother to partner with Chen Jun. These two were brothers. The third brother was older than Chen Jun and had a more stable temperament. The two of them cooperated on the stage.

Now look at their stage, their stage effect is really good, and the opening is also a hot spot. It has to make the venue hot and the audience excited, so that the actors will be able to talk about later.

What Chen Jun and Lao San said was very good. Both of them were not old, which made the work very lively and the effect was very good.

Jiatang Ling is a traditional crosstalk, and it is on the verge of losing. There are not many people who have learned it, but it is not only He Xiangdong, the family. Mr. Tian Lihe has performed it once.

This job is quite thin, and thin skin is a professional term in the crosstalk industry. It means that the effect of the bag is not easy to come out, the effect of the bag is good, and the bag is difficult to sound with the bag is thick.

The family order is quite thin. No one dared to say this crosstalk joke later, and gradually no one knew it, because this joke is all about using ethical jokes and using the title of elders and relatives to find a burden, and this thing is not allowed to be performed.

The two of them started very well and the hot scene was very hot. The audience was excited and the performances were easier to perform later.

After the two left the stage, Chen Bo came to the stage to report: "Please enjoy the crosstalk "Ganlu Temple", performer He Xiangdong Xue Guo."

The peers were stagnant, and it was another joke that was about to be lost.

Many people were confused. What is true or false? How many people will He Xiangdong and Xiangwen Society do? They won’t be these fourteen games. These more than eighty jokes are all about to be lost. This is too crazy.

The audience burst into earth-shaking cheers.

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo slowly appeared one after another. Seeing these two people, the audience cheered even louder.

The two of them walked to the front of the stage. Before they could speak, the flowers from the audience came, and they were so popular.

He Xiangdong didn't dare to neglect his clothes when he saw it, so he immediately went over to take the flowers and thanked the audience sincerely. He also hugged the others and wanted to sign the autograph. He didn't bother to take the notebook to sign.

After a while of receiving the flowers, the audience slowly dispersed.

He Xiangdong walked back to his position and said with a smile: "Okay, hurry up and go back, be careful that he will lose his seat."

"Ah? Haha." Xue Guo smiled and held it.

He Xiangdong said sincerely to the audience: "Thank you, thank you for your support. You just come here, you also give me things and bring so many flowers. Look, it's all full, Teacher Xue, why don't you lie down and don't waste it."

The audience laughed.

Xue Guopeng said, "Ah? I'm dead here?"

He Xiangdong said naturally: "Yes, don't waste it."

Xue Guo said helplessly: "Okay."

He Xiangdong laughed, in a very relaxed state, with a large number of peers sitting below, but he was not panicked at all and turned a blind eye. The audience was sitting below, and he cares what your identity is.

He Xiangdong smiled slightly and began to answer: "No matter how much kidding, let's laugh and go. The two of my apprentices who were performing to everyone just now were my two apprentices, one was Chen Jun and the other was Zheng Dayu. Chen Jun is my eldest disciple and Zheng Dayu is my third apprentices."

Xue Guo nodded: "Yeah, that's right."

He Xiangdong continued: "It is said that the master and disciple are like father and son, and these two people are like my own son."

Xue Guo said: "Yes, this is right."

He Xiangdong said, "I'm very happy to be on the same stage with my son today."

Xue Guo was anxious: "Hey, why are you spared me again?"

"Haha..." The audience laughed.

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said, "Hi, it's okay, I'm not careful."

Xue Guo cursed: "Nonsense, you are not careful about the details, I am suffering from the loss here."

He Xiangdong joked: "You are so petty."

Xue Guo said: "I."

The audience laughed again.

Speaking crosstalk is to make friends with the audience. He Xiangdong is well aware of this, so he is very relaxed on stage and likes to joke with the audience. This is actually talking about crosstalk.

He Xiangdongdao: "We are a traditional crosstalk special performance that is on the verge of loss. What does it mean to be on the verge of loss?"

Xue Guo said: "Tell me."

He Xiangdong said: "It's on the verge of losing. That is to say, few people know this crosstalk joke anymore, so it's called it's on the verge of losing. Just like the "Family Order" performed by my two apprentices before, few people know it now, and the "Ganlu Temple" we mentioned, this is almost lost, so you all are here today."

Xue Guo nodded: "That's right."

The audience applauded.

He Xiangdong looked at the crowd of peers and said, "I know many people are wondering whether our Xiangwen Club's traditional crosstalk special performance is selling dog meat under the guise of sheep, and whether he is using other jokes to fool the audience."

As soon as these words came out, the colleagues felt nervous.

He Xiangdong stared at everyone and said loudly: "Here I can tell you clearly that our special event, one week's performance, fourteen special performances, and nearly hundreds of performance jokes, are all on the verge of losing."

"There are ones who are sitting here, and everyone is the same. Whether you use recording or writing in a notebook. After you go out, as long as you can find twenty people in the entire crosstalk world except our Xiangwenshe, I will dare to let Xiangwenshe completely close down and we will not do this from now on."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was excited.

All of the peers took a breath of air conditioning.

Mr. Hou San was stupid, Mr. Shi was stupid, Yan Liang was stupid, and Mr. Zhang Baoku was stupid.
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