He Xiangdong continued: "Mr. Zhang has been supporting me for many years and is a very outstanding supporting actor."

Zhang Wenhai supported himself on the table with one hand. He felt uncomfortable. Holding on could make him feel more relaxed. The audience in the audience didn't know, but the actors on the stage understood, and it was precisely because they understood that they felt very distressed.

Zhang Wenhai tilted his shoulders, leaned his body, and said, "It's rare for you to praise me."

He Xiangdong also laughed twice and replied, "That's not, just my character, I..."

Zhang Wenhai didn't say anything, the audience quit and booed.

Zhang Wenhai was also very happy and laughed: "Look, this is the sharp vision of the masses."

He Xiangdong was also helpless and said to the audience: "Hey, you can't do this, just bully me, an honest man."

"Ah..." Another stronger boo.

Zhang Wenhai said: "It's really not very good to see your popularity."

He Xiangdong also nodded and replied: "Yes, no wonder I was scolded so much."

"Ah..." The audience cheered even more.

The peers in the entertainment industry in the audience were also brought up by the audience. Anyway, as long as the audience coaxed them together, they would definitely follow suit.

He Xiangdong waved his hand: "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I still have to say that Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Wenhai also took over the topic: "What are you talking about me?"

He Xiangdong said: "Talk about your supporting actor art. You have been supporting actor for so many years and have also praised a lot of jokes, but there is one you praise is the best."

"What?" Zhang Wenhai also asked.

He Xiangdong turned his head and said to the audience: "Tell me the truth, our Mr. Zhang praised the truth very well."

Zhang Wenhai was also raising his head and smiling, his thin face full of smiles.

He Xiangdong said: "You don't know. One year Mr. Zhang praised me for being honest and forgot to say that he was so shattered that I couldn't even take it."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Wenhai laughed out loud.

The actors on the stage were laughing.

The audience was laughing too.

He Xiangdong said to Zhang Wenhai: "Then let's tell the truth again, can you please give me another one?"

Zhang Wenhai smiled and said, "Okay, if you are not afraid of forgetting the words, you can do it again."

He Xiangdong complained to the audience: "Look at what a kind old man we Mr. Zhang is."

"Haha..." The audience laughed and applauded.

Mr. Zhang also laughed: "I'm not proud."

He Xiangdong held the fan in his hand, opened his mouth and sang, "It's not a kiss to say that God is a kiss."

Mr. Zhang smiled wickedly and said, "God, he doesn't kiss you?"

The audience laughed.

He Xiangdong glanced at Zhang Wenhai and sang: "The sky has sun, moon and stars. The sun and moon are moving around to make people grow old, and they take away so many people in the world."

Zhang Wenhai praised: "Confucius said that the dead are like this, and they will never leave day and night."

"Hahaha……"

"Alas……"

The audience booed and they were all outsiders. Mr. Zhang was obviously making trouble. Whose supporting actor made so many talks when someone sang a song?

This is Wang'er who wanted to run He Xiangdong. She has never seen such a bad person.

He Xiangdong also smiled, glanced at Zhang Wenhai, and sang again: "When it comes to earth, the earth is not considered a relationship."

Zhang Wenhai also praised: "What's wrong with this?"

He Xiangdong sang: "The earth grows like gold, and you can compete for fame and fortune for a long time. After seeing the new tomb, you can see the old tomb."

Zhang Wenhai praised: "This is coming to the mass grave, this is."

"Ha ha……"

"Alas……"

The audience was making excuses. Once the audience's reason was up, they couldn't help it. Now the audience was eager for He Xiangdong to make mistakes. They wanted to watch it too much. The previous cheers were just a joke, but now the booing sounds were really cheering.

Gao Bingsheng has been seeing it since the beginning, and has never left. When he saw this scene, his eyes narrowed with a smile, revealing a complex light.

The performing arts colleagues in the audience and other actors from Xiangwenshe on stage were all looking at He Xiangdong nervously.

He Xiangdong ignored Mr. Zhang's trouble and continued to sing: "It's said that parents are kissing, but parents are not considered kissing."

Zhang Wenhai said in surprise: "Isn't this parents considered a kiss?"

He Xiangdong sang: "My parents cannot survive forever, and the children in the whole house cannot be kept. A handful of loess rain burst into tears."

Zhang Wenhai praised: "Who parents have that day, and they should be more filial to their filial piety when they are alive."

Just this sentence made He Xiangdong's head shiver. He was an orphan and had never seen his parents before.

However, after all, He Xiangdong is a professional actor. He quickly calmed down and sang: "It's not a kin to say that his son is a kin."

Zhang Wenhai said to He Xiangdong: "Then you have to be careful of your son."

"Ah..." There was another booing sound in the audience.

He Xiangdong was amused: "People keep their descendants and grass and roots. Eight carry the sedan chair to marry their daughter-in-law and give their son to their father-in-law."

Zhang Wenhai said: "What a good guy, this is going to be in the door."

There was a stir in the audience again.

He Xiangdong sang again: "When relatives say they are relatives, relatives are not considered relatives."

Zhang Wenhai said: "This relative, parents and son, are all different."

He Xiangdong thought in his heart that this was nothing. When he thought about it, his mouth changed: "Relatives were people they met on the road, brothers were like jackals and brothers like tigers..."

When the audience sang here, the audience screamed in excitement.

To be honest, they have listened too many times and they can sing, so they can hear from the ear that He Xiangdong was singing wrong, and everyone was excited.

Zhang Wenhai also raised his head and laughed happily.

All the actors standing on the stage laughed and jumped up. They have been working with He Xiangdong for so many years. This is the first time that He Xiangdong has made a mistake. This is too rare.

He Xiangdong also stopped. He shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hands to press it down, not worrying about the wrong place he sang. Seeing that the audience had stopped a little, he flipped through the tone door and sang loudly: "If you want to say kinship, the audience will kiss you."

"Okay..." The audience's wish to see He Xiangdong make a mistake was satisfied. They were so excited at this moment that everyone was applauding loudly, and the atmosphere was so warm.

Gao Bingsheng shook his head and sighed. He Xiangdong had sang the wrong song, and the audience was so popular. Even with this popularity, there was really no one else.

Xue Guo looked at He Xiangdong's back with a smile, with a meaningful look in her eyes.

He Xiangdong was not affected by previous mistakes at all. Instead, he became more excited and sang: "The audience actors are connected to their hearts. I remember that there was an old saying in the early years that there was no gentleman who would not raise artists."

"Okay..." The audience applauded again.

He Xiangdong frowned and glared, and as soon as he tried to use his figure, he came to the moon gate: "I came yesterday to the north of the Pass, and today I went to the south of the Yangtze River, and peaches and apricots compete for spring."

"I advise you not to eat, drink, love, wealth and energy, and not to get involved in food, drink, gamble, and if you have nothing to do, just come in to the Xiangwen Club and listen to two crosstalks and relax." He Xiangdong sang with his fists: "Please hold your fists and bow your hands to honor yourselves. I hope you all - to attract wealth and treasures, and to make money every day."

"Okay." The audience applauded, and the cheers broke through the sky. Everyone knows that the tenth anniversary performance of Xiangwenshe is about to end. To be honest, it is the ending song.

The host came out with a big cake, and the theater's audio also played birthday songs.

He Xiangdong's eyes showed emotion and relief. He said happily: "Xiangwenshe is the tenth anniversary. Don't hurry to leave, leave some cake."

"Okay..." There were really few viewers leaving, and many people came to the stage to share the joy of celebrating their birthdays in Wenshe.

Lan Bo looked at He Xiangdong deeply from the audience, said nothing, pressed the cap down again, and then lowered his head and went out.

Seeing this, the two lucky reporters quickly took two more photos.

Other peers in the entertainment industry also left the show.

He Xiangdong also said on the stage: "Come on, Xiao Gao, go to the backstage to take out all the cakes given by the audience and share them with everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few little ghosts in the Wenshe Club, Xiao Wu, Xiao He and Xiao Xue, winked at each other.

Several people smirked, rushed to the cake while the person was not paying attention, and reached out to grab a few times. The previous few handfuls were swung on He Xiangdong's face. He Xiangdong instantly turned into a white man with thick cream on his face, and He Xiangdong was stunned.

"Haha." Xue Guo raised his head and laughed. He opened his mouth, but a ball of cake was thrown into his mouth. He looked down and saw that his son Xiao Xue had done it. This was so joyful and sad.

After seeing it, these little devils were like crazy, grabbing the cake and throwing it everywhere. No one on stage or the audience behind the stage ran away.

Then, it became a mess.
Chapter completed!