He Xiangdong is kind-hearted. He basically took out the crosstalk actors in Tianjin who were helpful to him and smashed it out to show their intimacy and also helped others promote it.

He Xiangdong also made fun of Su Shengde and had a very happy chat. He also introduced Su Shengde to the audience in Tianjin and gave them a good hand.

The loss is that the two old men, Tong Wensheng and Guo Wenqiang, have already left first. If they still stay here, they would probably be full of emotion at this moment.

Send Su Shengde down and the eleventh return will end, but the audience tonight is already crazy. If there are audiences like this, He Xiangdong will satisfy them even if he plays his life.

So the twelfth return starts again. He Xiangdong also called many actors in the backstage to the stage for a lively fun. Anyway, he and Xue Guo are of high level and cooperate very well, so no matter who comes, the effect on the stage is very good.

However, the difference can be seen here. Calling those old officials up is an old man, and their level is high. If you can stay stable, the effect will naturally be better.

Young people like Chen Jun are relatively poor, but they are young and lively, so the effect on the scene is still very good.

He returned to the stage again and again, as if there was no end and no end. Gou Qifu counted again and again on the stage, and he became numb until he counted it behind him.

Because there are too many, it is so scary, because it has been more than twenty times.

After Gou Qifu returned to the venue for more than 20 times, he had truly seen He Xiangdong's ability. He was not as good as this kid who could not do anything about it. He was talking and singing, laughing and scolding.

Operas and various folk arts can be found in various places. This kid is simply a treasure house of folk arts. His ability is really great.

Gou Qifu's heart was much more balanced. They were praised by so many audiences, but craftsmen rely on their ability to make a living. If they have such ability, they don't blame them for being so popular.

It was until after six in the morning, it was New Year's Day, and it was dark outside now. It was still dark outside. It would not be bright after six in half, and it would be light up slowly until seven o'clock after.

He Xiangdong has been talking for almost five hours in a row, and he hasn't stopped for a while. Now he feels that the soles of his feet are weak, his head is a little dizzy, and his throat is even more painful, and it feels like he has been stabbed by a needle.

The apprentices also brought the soaked Pang Dahai. He Xiangdong also chewed a few slices of watermelon frost lozenges, and his hot throat became cooler.

He Xiangdong knew that he had reached his limit. He had been in the art for twenty years and never felt tired when performing. This time he finally knew where his limit was.

He Xiangdong turned his head and looked at Xue Guo, and found that Xue Guo was almost exhausted. The boy was almost exhausted, his face turned pale, and the cold sweat on his head was about to fall. It seemed that this boy had reached his limit, and he probably couldn't surpass the limit.

He Xiangdong thought silently in his mind that he couldn't even figure out how many times he had returned to the stage tonight. Anyway, after saying a while, he turned his head and went back. This cycle was repeated. Although he didn't know how many times he returned to the stage, he must have been over twenty.

He Xiangdong was also a little excited. I am afraid that no one has returned to the show more than twenty times in a row during the crosstalk performance in the entire history of crosstalk. This is considered to be a record-breaking record.

He Xiangdong turned his head and glanced at Xue Guo who was so tired that he was half dead. He felt funny and silently sighed, "Sure enough, the fat man's physical strength is still not good."

He forgot that he was also a fat man.

He Xiangdong looked back at the opening door. Many actors were waiting there, and Mr. Zhang Wenhai and Mr. Zhang were also there. He Xiangdong glanced at the time again and knew in his heart that it was almost done.

He Xiangdong nodded to Xue Guo. Xue Guo's mind was no longer clear, and his forehead was full of sweat. He understood what He Xiangdong meant. This was a replacement for someone, and the last show.

He nodded, then bowed to the audience with He Xiangdong, and then walked backstage, while the audience was still yelling "One more".

But this time Xue Guo left and did not come back. Another person came up with him, Mr. Zhang Wenhai and Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang accompanied He Xiangdong upstairs and stood at the table to provide work for He Xiangdong. Mr. Zhang and He Xiangdong have been partnering for a long time, so they are old partners.

Some of He Xiangdong's old audience recognized Zhang Wenhai at a glance and began to shout Mr. Zhang's name loudly from the audience.

Zhang Wenhai was also very honored and bowed deeply to the audience.

He Xiangdong swallowed the watermelon frost that was chewed in his mouth, his throat was cold, and he felt much more comfortable. Then he reached out and introduced to the audience: "This is our Xiangwen Society veteran, Mr. Zhang Wenhai and Mr. Zhang."

"Okay..." The audience applauded.

Zhang Wenhai smiled slightly and bowed again. He was very energetic now, and he had a sleep in the backstage.

He Xiangdong continued: "Xiangwenshe was founded by Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fan Wenquan and Fan from our backstage, plus me, the three of us were founded in 1996. At that time, the three of us were talking crosstalk to Wenshe, and there was no one else."

Zhang Wenhai turned his body to look at He Xiangdong, held it and said, "That's right, there were few people at that time."

He Xiangdong said: "It's not just that there are fewer people, but there are also fewer audiences. There are often one or two audiences sitting under the stage, not as many as our actors."

Zhang Wenhai smiled and said, "Yes."

He Xiangdong said to the audience: "The audience at that time was not the same as you. You sat down and started to make excuses and mess around. The audience at that time was not like this."

Zhang Wenhai asked: "What was the audience like at that time?"

He Xiangdong said: "The audience at that time were so honest. They sat like elementary school students, their bodies were not crooked or tilted at all, and they were straight. They even started to make a fuss, but they didn't dare to open their mouths. They had to make a report when going to the bathroom and answer the phone? Oh, when they came in, they had to hand over the phone first, and they were not allowed to call. And when we were shaking the burden, they had to laugh, and they had to start over if they didn't laugh well."

Zhang Wenhai is really new this time: "Wow, why is this? Why is he so honest?"

He Xiangdong waved his hand: "There are only one audience members. Can he be disobedient? He can't run away when he fights, we have a lot of people."

The burden was shaken out, and the audience burst into laughter, and started to cheer for a while.

Zhang Wenhai waved his hand: "You are really reasonable."

He Xiangdong also smiled: "What I just said was a joke, which means that our conditions were difficult at that time, and we, Xiangwenshe, also lived a hard life."

Zhang Wenhai said: "That's right, there are always those unsatisfactory times."

He Xiangdong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wenhai, and said to the audience: "Mr. Zhang has made great contributions to Xiang Wenshe. When Xiang Wenshe was in trouble in operation, Mr. Zhang took out all the pension money and subsidized it, which allowed us to survive that most difficult time."

Zhang Wenhai waved his hand with a smile.

"Okay..." The audience applauded.

He Xiangdong said: "Later, Xiangwenshe's life was a little better, so we set up a company. Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fan Wenquan Fan gave me all the equity. They didn't keep any money, didn't ask for any benefit, and were very generous."

"Okay..." The audience applauded again.

Zhang Wenhai said: "Didn't Xiang Wenshe have no money at that time? It's different now. Now that you have money, you can quickly give me the dividends."

He Xiangdong quickly waved his hand: "You said it's too late. Now the company belongs to me, and I have 100% equity."

"Ah..." The audience booed disgustingly.

Zhang Wenhai raised his head and laughed.

He Xiangdong also smiled and was very happy. He said, "Mr. Zhang has been supporting me for many years. In the first six years of Xiangwen Club, Mr. Zhang has been supporting me for me, and then I changed to Xue Guo."

Zhang Wenhai became anxious when he heard this: "Hey, what's this called?"

He Xiangdong comforted: "I praise you for your high artistic level."

Zhang Wenhai slapped his thigh: "Okay."

He Xiangdong turned his body and said to the audience: "Mr. Zhang is really good at artistic level. He just compiled a song. Let's try it for everyone. This is the first public performance, and you all are here."
Chapter completed!