Zhang Wenhai smiled and said, "I'm so lucky that I was fired, so I didn't become an old hooligan. What about those who were not fired?"

He Xiangdong's eyes widened: "Don't make trouble for me."

Zhang Wenhai pointed at himself: "Am I?"

"Hahaha..." The audience was very excited, and they liked to listen to this kind of burden.

He Xiangdong nodded vigorously: "Those who have not been fired have become old artists with both virtue and art."

Zhang Wenhai laughed loudly and did not refute.

He Xiangdong said: "So there are many things in our lives that may not be certain, and you don't know what you will have."

Zhang Wenhai nodded: "This is right."

He Xiangdongdao: "Those educated people may not be able to publish books."

"Um."

"Those who publish books may not necessarily be educated."

Zhang Wenhai said: "Hey, this is."

He Xiangdong continued: "Like those leaders, he may not be able to be capable."

"Why."

"And those who have been fired may not be incompetent."

Zhang Wenhai nodded quickly: "Yes, I like to hear these words."

He Xiangdong couldn't continue talking and looked at Zhang Wenhai speechlessly.

The audience was very happy and started to cheer.

He Xiangdong pointed at Zhang Wenhai and joked: "How do you find a way to clean yourself?"

Zhang Wenhai waved his hand: "Then you don't hide it for me, I can only come by myself."

He Xiangdong shook his head: "Hi."

Seeing this, the audience laughed even harder.

He Xiangdong found out his head: "That's what he said, just like a TV show is not necessarily a good show."

Zhang Wenhai said: "There are many broken programs."

He Xiangdong continued: "The crosstalk in the theater may not be bad crosstalk."

Zhang Wenhai said: "Yes, I like to hear these words too."

"Ah..." The audience started to make a fuss again. This is the difference between Zhang Wenhai and Xue Guo's supporting actor. Xue Guo didn't talk much, and he was on the point, so he would not cause trouble for the funny actor.

But Mr. Zhang is different. Mr. Zhang has a broken mouth, and his mouth is very broken. He especially likes to find supplements for himself. Most people can't stand it and are praised by him, but the effect on the scene is still very good.

He Xiangdong ignored him and continued, "He may not be able to say crosstalk in this big name."

"Yeah, that's right."

"The crosstalk level of folk artists may not be low."

Zhang Wenhai nodded again: "I like to hear these words again."

"Haha..." The audience burst into laughter and applause suddenly started.

Many new audience members of the Wenshe Club have never heard of Mr. Zhang’s crosstalk. When they heard it today, they were so happy. This old man is so interesting.

He Xiangdong said: "So things in this world are not that absolute. Whoever is good or bad is bad. This is really not something that can be explained clearly by a mouth. You have to take a look at it seriously."

Zhang Wenhai nodded and said, "Yes."

The audience was also applauding, and everyone knew what He Xiangdong meant. They were really standing on the side of He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong closed his hand and said, "Like us, we are all crosstalk actors. Crosstalk is an art of language. Its history has not been long until now. It is about 150 years old. I want to tell everyone about the history of our crosstalk."

Zhang Wenhai held it and said, "Then you just tell me."

The audience applauded.

He Xiangdongdao: "We have an ancestor of crosstalk, whose real name is Zhu Shaowen, and whose stage name is Qiubuyan. He is the founder of crosstalk that we are recognized as the founder of crosstalk and the first generation successor. Of course, in front of Kuaibuyan, a group of artists such as Zhang Sanlu have also made great contributions to the creation of crosstalk, but Kuaibuyanbuyan is the master of great success."

Zhang Wenhai continued: "Yes, he is the founder."

He Xiangdong said: "This is our ancestor. It has been more than 170 years since his birth of the poor man. But no one has ever thought about commemorating this ancestor. This is a very sad thing. No matter how capable you are, you wouldn't do this without an ancestor."

"Okay." The audience applauded.

He Xiangdong said: "So, next we will hold a special performance in the small theater of Xiangwenshe to commemorate the poor and not afraid of his husband. Everyone comes and listen when they have time."

The audience applauded again.

He Xiangdong continued to say, "And then in the Eight Destiny of Crosstalk, the crosstalk exhibition reached a peak."

Zhang Wenhai helped the audience ask: "What are the eight virtues of crosstalk?"

He Xiangdong said: "It was the eight virtuous seniors who were particularly good at crosstalk that year, and the disciple leader of that generation, stared at Yuko Yudelong."

Zhang Wenhai nodded: "This is, this is the eldest brother."

He Xiangdong knew it carefully: "And the father of our crosstalk master, Mr. Ma Sanli, Mr. Ma Delu."

Zhang Wenhai said: "This is there."

He Xiangdongdao: "There are also the heartthrob Mr. Li Dezhen."

Zhang Wenhai said: "This is, this is the most popular crosstalk artist at that time."

He Xiangdong stretched out his right index finger and then counted: "It's still a little bit impossible for Mr. Hardmen."

"Ah? This is not."

The audience burst into laughter.

Zhang Wenhai said: "No, Hadmen is smoke, can it be okay if you can't lit it?"

He Xiangdong continued, "There is still a roasted or not, Mr. Quanjude."

"It's not, it's roast duck."

He Xiangdong said, "Okay, okay, the De generation is the Shou generation."

Zhang Wenhai replied: "Hey."

He Xiangdongdao: "Our crosstalk master, Mr. Zhang Shouchen."

"This is the master of the fourth generation of crosstalk artists."

He Xiangdongdao: "There are also Mr. Yin Shoushan, Mr. Livingly suffered."

Zhang Wenhai quickly stopped him: "You wait a moment, there is nothing behind."

He Xiangdong also replied: "Yes, Mr. Huan has passed away, he is not alive, and he is suffering."

Zhang Wenhai waved his hands repeatedly: "But you didn't say that, you're not doing well."

He Xiangdong also smiled: "The Shou generation is the Bao generation."

Zhang Wenhai said: "Yes, there are many capable people in this generation."

He Xiangdongdao: "Our crosstalk master, Mr. Hou Baolin."

"This is the old marquis, this is there."

He Xiangdongdao: "And our stand-up king, Mr. Liu Baorui."

"Yes, that's true."

"And our burning king, Mr. Marlboro."

Zhang Wenhai stopped He Xiangdong again: "Wait a minute, why is it smoke again? You can't get along with the smoke anymore, right?"

He Xiangdong smiled: "That's the meaning, the Bao generation goes down to the Wen generation, that is, the Mr. Zhang generation."

Zhang Wenhai smiled: "Oh, it's finally here."

He Xiangdong turned his head and looked at Zhang Wenhai, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, there is nothing to say."

Zhang Wenhai was unhappy: "Hey, why don't you say anything to me?"

He Xiangdong said to the audience: "You all look at this quality and you will know."

Zhang Wenhai: "What's wrong with my quality?"

He Xiangdong also smiled and said, "Just as your qualities of teasing female classmates, the cultural department will not let you talk about it."

The audience laughed again.

Zhang Wenhai said angrily: "Go, that's love."

He Xiangdong said: "Okay, love, love, let's talk about artists from the Wen generation, such as our Zhang Wenhai and Mr. Zhang, who are from the Wen generation."

Zhang Wenhai was very happy: "Yes."

He Xiangdongdao: "There is also an old man from our backstage, Fan Wenquan, who is from the literary generation."
To be continued...