There have been many ups and downs in Tianjin commercial performances. He Xiangdong has spoken countless crosstalks in his life, experienced countless scenes, and has seen all the scenes that are more dangerous and difficult than this.

But this one is the most memorable one.

Too many things happened this day.

The audience went crazy that night, and the actors went crazy, it was a crazy night, a night that was enough to be recorded in the history of crosstalk.

Nowadays, folk art has declined, and no one can listen to crosstalk. Even if it is free, people don’t want to come. They are already surviving.

But even under such circumstances, Xiang Wenshe can do this. It really has to be said that this is a miracle, a miracle that excites everyone.

The reporters who waited until the end finally waited for the results they needed. They worked hard to live up to their efforts. They got big news, real big news.

The next day, the news in Tianjin exploded.

"Shanghai Xiangwenshe Commercial Performance launches the Tianjin crosstalk market."

"Beijing audiences rode bicycles to Tianjin Guanxiang Wenshe to perform."

"Xiang Wenshe actors were blocked on the highway for nearly eight hours, and the commercial performance has not yet arrived."

"He Xiangwenshe's headmaster He Xiangdong and Tianjin crosstalk actors temporarily rescued the scene for two hours."

"Xiangwenshe's Tianjin commercial performance has returned twenty-seven times in a row, setting a record in the history of crosstalk."

"The song "The Big Truth" was sung into the hearts of the audience."

"Xiangwenshe has successfully performed commercially in Tianjin. Will the Renaissance come here?"

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The reporters who were waiting to leave immediately figured out all the strange things that happened that night, and He Xiangdong didn't hide them. The accident did happen, but he relied on his own abilities to stabilize the whole audience. This is ability, and it is also a good talk when it is spread, so there is no need to hide it from it.

So Tianjin media exploded first.

But what He Xiangdong didn't expect was that the whole country was bombed.

After He Xiangdong returned to the hotel, he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was dark. There was a celebration banquet tonight.

When He Xiangdong got up, he felt his head hurt so much, and his throat felt like he had been stabbed by a needle. When he made a sound, he found that his throat was hoarse.

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly. The most precious thing for an artist like him is his voice. He grows so big, never drinks and smokes, and even eats spicy food. He is all about protecting his voice.

When he was in trouble back then, Fang Wenqi spent a lot of effort to protect his voice. He was afraid that He Xiangdong's natural precious voice would be damaged.

He Xiangdong is also very sensible and has been protecting him well for so many years. Unfortunately, he was so tired last night that he was hoarse today.

After your voice is hoarse, try to speak less, and not yell, otherwise you will be hurt.

Tian Jiani had prepared medicines for protecting her throat early, including Western medicine, Chinese medicine, and Pang Dahai soaked in water.

Anyway, it’s just a drink. He Xiangdong went to the banquet when he was so comfortable. This time the banquet was lively and lively, and it was deserted and deserted.

Because it was a celebration banquet tonight, Xiangwenshe's commercial performance was successful. Xiangwenshe and Huantian Media invited local contact teams, including the theater, media, and some local groups that facilitate commercial performances.

It looks full and very lively.

But the peers came very few, even fewer than the last time they visited the court banquet. This time, Gou Qifu and the two old and two young people from Tianxiaotang came.

The Fourth Master Chang and Young Master Ma did not come. It was not that they did not give face, but that they felt it was unnecessary. They did not help with this celebration banquet. Besides, many people didn’t know each other, so it was boring to come.

They were willing to attend the banquet for the guests because they were helping He Xiangdong to cheer and open the way for the younger generations to have their own children.

He Xiangdong also felt in his heart that this extremely successful commercial performance scared all his peers. They were really afraid that Xiang Wenshe would run to Tianjin to open a branch, and that they would get involved in their performance market at that time. How would they live?

He Xiangdong knew that the explanation of such a thing was not clear, so he simply stopped explaining it. If he was willing to think about it, he would just think about it. He was too lazy to bother with it.

He came over with a white water cup as if toasting, and one table after another, and arrived at Gou Qifu's table.

He Xiangdong's voice was hoarse: "Teacher Qifu, I'll give you a cup, thank you for helping you."

Gou Qifu's surname is Gou, but he did not directly call him Teacher Gou. This is a swear word, so it would be better to use a name to call him.

Gou Qifu was also a little surprised: "Oh, is your voice hoarse?"

He Xiangdong nodded and didn't say much.

Gou Qifu was also much more polite: "Then you have to rest more, you can't speak more, you have to protect your voice."

He Xiangdong smiled gratefully at him.

Qiao Yu was next to He Xiangdong, and he said, "Teacher He's throat is broken and he can't drink. I'll have a drink with you."

Gou Qifu nodded and smiled and said, "Boss Qiao, you are polite."

The two of them clinked a glass and drank it.

Gou Qifu knew that He Xiangdong was going to pay tribute to others, so he hurriedly said, "You will be back to Beijing in two days. After you return to Beijing, I will take a few little guys from our Yifu Hall to visit your club and learn from the scriptures. I would like to ask Teacher He to give me some advice."

He Xiangdong debuted earlier than him, and he had no shame to show off his demeanor like a senior, and he was very sincere and polite.

He Xiangdong smiled, his voice hoarse, and his tone was very low: "Hey, be kind, just come here. This is our honor, we will learn from each other."

Gou Qifu raised his glass and smiled: "Then let's just say that."

He Xiangdong nodded with a smile.

One table after another toast, and the last table was the one in Tianxiaotang, and only four of them were the ones.

As soon as He Xiangdong walked over, Mr. Tong Wensheng spoke. The old man had a heroic personality: "You have to drink a celebration banquet, you can't fool us with white water."

He Xiangdong was stunned.

Mr. Guo Wenqiang advised: "Okay, don't listen to him, he will just tease you. Not drinking is a good thing. It's a good thing to protect your throat. Liu Baoquan has never drunk alcohol in his life."

He Xiangdong smiled: "It's still Mr. Guo who is wise."

The four people on the opposite side were stunned at the same time, and Guo Wenqiang said in surprise: "Your voice is hoarse?"

He Xiangdong nodded.

Guo Wenqiang said: "If you have a hoarse voice, talk less, eat more fruits, and hurry up tomorrow. If you don't rush to leave, I will make a pot of herbal tea for you. That's all you have to buy is to protect your throat."

He Xiangdong quickly thanked: "Hey, thank you, I'm so troubled."

Guo Wenqiang waved his hand: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem. I'll ask the business to send it to you tomorrow, so you can keep it steady."

He Xiangdong hurriedly said, "No, no, don't bother with the business. I'll just go over and get it myself. But if you don't want to send it, please send it here. This is not a big deal."

Cai Shengyi said: "It's okay, it's okay, this is not a problem. If you praise me on stage, just think I'm thanking you."

He Xiangdong said politely: "You are helping me, I have to thank you."

At this moment, Tong Wensheng snorted coldly, looking at He Xiangdong and said in a serious tone: "You will bring us actors to your venue without saying a word. Isn't that right?"
Chapter completed!