In fact, to put it bluntly, the crosstalk of the Spring Festival Gala is just that, it is a very typical mainstream crosstalk. It can be distinguished from two types, praise or satirical.

When He Xiangdong talks about crosstalk, he must also be in this frame. Therefore, the crosstalk here must require a very high-definition theme, and it is not enough to pile up the burden of talking nonsense.

After listening to He Xiangdong's previous burdens, many people in the review team were in a cold sweat. In fact, what He Xiangdong said was a bit scary.

They talked about Xue Guo’s father as soon as they opened their mouths. They were really afraid that this was an ethical joke. Ethical jokes are a taboo in mainstream crosstalk and are absolutely not allowed to be said.

He Xiangdong also talked about religious belief, and this problem is too serious. The country implements a policy of freedom of religious belief, but this problem is very sensitive.

Public publicity, or even saying that people can be persuaded to enter the church, is not allowed; but if you criticize a religion, it is easy to cause disputes and even a large number of conflicts.

So these examiners really don’t understand what He Xiangdong is doing. They even doubt whether He Xiangdong is stupid. How can they just hit these sensitive issues? Are you going to be crazy?

He Xiangdong didn't care about that, but he continued to say crosstalk at his appropriate pace: "Yes, your father believes in God."

Xue Guo asked, "What kind of god does my father believe in?"

He Xiangdong said loudly: "The great immortal is confused."

Xue Guo was confused: "Where is this god?"

He Xiangdong said: "Yes, this is a sect called the Confused Sect. There are many people who believe in it, and there are dogmas."

Xue Guo was really shocked: "There are dogmas?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "Yes, but it seems that he was lost and can't be found."

Xue Guo slapped her thigh: "Okay, no wonder she was so confused."

Xue Guo shook her head, stopped He Xiangdong, and said, "You, stop talking, I understand, what a mess of your teaching? This is not allowed by the state, and there are so many people who believe in it. You are a cult."

Finally, the words "cult" came out, and the examiners sitting there finally understood what He Xiangdong was going to say. He was planning to satirize the cult.

The crosstalk actors' notebooks were handed over for review. They were reviewed on the spot. In order to avoid having a preconceived impression, they had never read He Xiangdong's notebooks, so they were shocked.

Speaking of the performance, He Xiangdong also seriously scolded Xue Guo: "What are you talking about? What is a cult?"

Xue Guo said: "This is not a cult. There are only a few religions recognized by the state, and nothing else is legal."

He Xiangdong was unhappy: "No, your father's religion has an image of god."

Xue Guo said disgusted, "What do you care about? That's the stupid immortal? You know that he is not a serious immortal."

Everyone in the review team laughed.

He Xiangdong said, "Seriously, your father is going to invite the statue of God."

Xue Guo was stunned: "Ah? Is it so hard?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "That's right. Your father's house is full of statues of gods, such as wood carvings, copper, and gold. It's full of space, and it can't even bend down. Now you can only squat on the balcony to appreciate."

Xue Guo waved her hand: "Hi, it's a waste of time."

He Xiangdong also said: "In fact, there is no need for this. The image of God is God in the hands of believers, and it is not called an image of God in the factory."

Xue Guo also held it and asked, "Don't you shout?"

He Xiangdong said: "That's called work. People say that in the factory, Master Zhang, have those jobs been done? No one said that those statues of gods have been done."

Xue Guoying said: "Yes, that's it."

He Xiangdong said again: "Delivered to the store, this is called goods. Did that batch of goods be delivered? That's what it means. Only believers invite the statue of God to their homes is called God."

Xue Guo nodded: "That's right."

After hearing this short paragraph, Gao Benhe turned his head and looked at the faces of the people next to him. As expected, the two of them were still inexperienced. They said nothing wrong with this, but they could easily cause disputes.

He Xiangdong said: "But your father is different. Your father respects the great immortal in the dark, and he still has to go to Jiangsu to invite the statue of the great immortal in the dark."

Xue Guo said in surprise: "Why are you running so far? Is this big fairy from Jiangsu's hometown?"

"Haha..." A judge laughed out loud.

He Xiangdong also laughed: "What is this? Gods and immortals have no hometown. Your father is pious. He doesn't want the kind of statues produced in large quantities in the factory. He wants to ask the best master in Jiangsu to carve them by hand."

Only then did Xue Guo understand: "Oh, that's it."

He Xiangdong replied: "Yes, when your father returned to Beijing, he bought a plane ticket for Hulushi Daxian."

Xue Guo was in a bad mood: "Ah? The statue of God also took a plane?"

He Xiangdong said naturally: "That's right, your father respects you, and you're also giving them a first-class cabin."

Xue Guo was speechless: "Okay."

He Xiangdong gestured on his body: "Isn't this afraid of falling? Your father even tied a seat belt to the statue of God."

Xue Guo said helplessly: "Okay, it's really meticulous."

He Xiangdong continued: "Your father himself is sitting in business class."

Xue Guo frowned and asked in confusion: "Why are you sitting so far?"

He Xiangdong said: "It's respect, how can you sit with the gods?"

Xue Guo said helplessly: "Okay, this is really pious."

He Xiangdong gestured in his hand and said, "Please go home. The old man kowtowed three times in the morning and evening, and a burning of incense in the morning and evening."

Xue Guo said: "It's so pious."

"Yes, I've asked, I said...this..." He Xiangdong pointed to the statue with his hand, then turned his head to pretend to be an old man and scolded with a stern face: "Stop."

"What are you doing?" Xue Guo couldn't understand.

He Xiangdong followed the old man with one hand on his back, and scolded him with a bad tone: "This is a god, can you use your fingers?"

Xue Guo helped ask, "What should I do?"

He Xiangdong made an arc and raised his head and thrust his mouth. The unlucky action made the judges sitting laugh out loud. You said before that the respect is more respectful, but this happened.

Xue Guo was speechless: "Okay, just urinate with your mouth?"

He Xiangdong said: "Dear, I was about to speak when the old man stopped me."

Xue Guo asked, "What's wrong with this?"

He Xiangdongxue said to the old man: "Wait rinse your mouth, don't rinse your mouth, don't rinse your mouth."

Xue Guo was speechless: "It's so particular. My father has never been so particular in his life."

He Xiangdong made a mouthwashing action, raised his head and was very ungraceful, and then swallowed it with a slap.

Xue Guo was about to jump up: "Swallow?"

He Xiangdong said for granted: "You can't waste it."
Chapter completed!