Chapter 638 I've seen a ghost
After the presiding for the prime minister, He Xiangdong and his group returned to Beijing, leaving only one of the deputy generals of Xiangwen Society and Huantian Media.
The commercial performance was finalized on January 1, 2005. The New Year's Day commercial performance was held at Fanglan Theater. This theater has 2,000 seats, which is similar to the Beizhan.
After obtaining the approval, Huantian Media's publicity also began. The publicity was divided into two aspects. The focus was of course on Tianjin locality, after all, it was a commercial performance here.
The radio station and the TV station have also started to play some He Xiangdong's crosstalk, and the public opinion propaganda in the newspaper and media has also begun, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.
Another publicity focus is Beijing. After all, Beijing is the base camp, with more audiences there, and Beijing and Tianjin are not far away, so those die-hard fans will cross the city to support them.
Huantian Media is already familiar with this kind of publicity method, and He Xiangdong doesn’t need to worry too much, just leave these things to them.
In addition to performance matters, He Xiangdong is also looking for a theater. He plans to open a branch of Xiangwen Club in Beijing next year, just like the Sifang Teahouse, a small theater with two or three hundred people is enough.
There are several companies entering He Xiangdong's Fayan, and they are still choosing, but there is another very important issue in front of He Xiangdong, that is, there is not enough staff. Now these actors are only enough to manage Sifang Teahouse, and there is no one left to go to other places.
Recruiting actors is the most urgent thing for He Xiangdong at present. After Xiangwenshe became popular, many artists came to him and said they wanted to perform in class together, but these people's level was really not satisfactory. It was okay to ask them to do condolence performances, but they said that they would not be able to sell money and they could not sell it.
Those people were quite dissatisfied. He Xiangdong sometimes asked them to come on stage to try it, but after a few minutes on stage, the audience was knocked off the stage. These people didn't even dare to say more, and ran away with a shy face.
It is rare to have talents. There are too few people who say crosstalk among the people. Those who are in the system have been separated from the market for a long time and cannot say anything about selling money, which is a headache.
"Where can I find someone who can speak crosstalk?" He Xiangdong stood at the door of his house and looked at the night sky. In fact, the best thing was he trained himself. Chen Jun is already quite good now. The second and third brothers are also very good, but training himself takes too much time and it is urgent to build a branch.
"Hey? That person is good." He Xiangdong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a huge figure appeared in front of him.
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Jingdao Teahouse is an old teahouse, and the business is good. Everyone comes to old customers. The prices here are very affordable. The old men all like to come here to buy a teahouse.
Teahouses have teahouse culture and there are also sayings that they are familiar seats. Some retired old men have mature seats here, and other teahouses will also leave exclusive seats for them.
Many people here get up at dawn, those who love to play with birds come in the bird cage, and those who love to raise crickets come in the oil gourd. Many people here even put toothpaste and toothbrush here, and then brush their teeth and wash their faces when they arrive at the teahouse.
Then he asked the guy to make a pot of tea and make some breakfast. After eating, a group of old men started chatting about the mountains and rivers, playing with birds and talking about crickets, and talking about crickets, anyway.
There are also crosstalk performances in Jingdao Teahouse on weekends. Two yuan per ticket is not expensive anyway, and only two yuan is worth two oil cakes. The old men who come to drink tea will listen to a crosstalk.
This Saturday morning, a young man came to the Jingdao Teahouse. He was a young man who was fat and chubby. After he arrived, he would have a Gao Mo and a few snacks.
The guy didn't think that Gaomo was just tea leaves. Some people just wanted to make a big teapot and make a pot of Gaomo, but they could only brew it once and could not add water, otherwise it would be tasteless. If you add water to it, it would be to save money and buy cheap tea.
However, this young man looks like a person who is short of money. He is holding the latest Nokia in his hand, and he looks familiar, but he just can't remember where he has seen it.
The guy shook his head and didn't think much about it. He thought in his heart that it might be when this person had been to the teahouse. He didn't have a deep impression of him, so he took the tea and snacks to the others, and didn't say much.
This person is naturally He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong was drinking tea and chatting with the old men next to him. The atmosphere was quite pleasant.
Xiangwenshe holds two hats a day, one show in the afternoon and one evening. Here, there will be only two show in the morning and afternoon. There are no one drinking tea here at night, so they will not perform.
He Xiangdong looked around for two yuan, and there were only a dozen people here. It was less than 30 yuan in this game. Alas...
At about nine o'clock, the crosstalk performance began and no one reported the show. The actors just came up by themselves. The teahouse guy was not busy at this moment, so he also got a small stool and sat to watch the crosstalk.
He Xiangdong looked at the stage. In fact, this was not a stage, it was just the open space in front of the lobby. The actors all came from the kitchen.
The one who appeared was fat and thin. The one who was fat was really fat, like a mountain, and walked swayingly. This person was definitely a heavyweight actor in the crosstalk world. The thin boy was thin and thin, looking like a monkey.
He Xiangdong took a look and was amused. Both of them had seen each other, one was Guan Hong, and the other was the naughty green man who followed Guan Hong's butt back then.
When Xiangwenshe moved four years ago, He Xiangdong competed with Guan Hong and others. They also fell in love with the treasure land of Sifang Teahouse. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the result. These young boys are not He Xiangdong's opponents.
However, after that time, He Xiangdong was very impressed by the fat man who was supporting the role. He wanted to get this fat man to do a meter for himself. Unfortunately, those little guys were just starting out and were too ignorant of the world. He thought that they would soon become famous and make a lot of money by speaking crosstalk, so he refused at that time.
After so many years passed, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo were sure that it was a deal, so naturally there was no need for this fat man. However, now Xiangwen Society is short of people, He Xiangdong remembered that this person is coming. This is a good job.
He Xiangdong looked at the two on the stage with great interest.
The two of them also started talking on the stage. The thin and slim green glanced at the audience and said, "A lot of people are coming, and the empty seats are all full."
After saying that, Guan Hong was not allowed to answer the conversation. The naughty head turned his head and looked at him. Guan Hong looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. He also turned his head to look at him. Just one glance, his eyes almost popped out, and he also saw the ghost.
Chapter completed!