Guan Hong asked: "What is this deal that angered three people to death?"

Gao Ganglong said: "This is a pawnshop. It used to be called a pawnshop, but now it is called a pawnshop."

Guan Hong held it and said, "Yes, I saw it, there are still on the road now."

Gao Ganglong said: "Yes, there are very few now. There were many poor people in the past. Once the family couldn't take off the pot, they would take something to pawn, and they would have everything in pots and pans."

Guan Hong nodded: "Yes."

Gao Ganglong said: "And the design of the room in the pawnshop is very depressing, making people feel uncomfortable when they enter."

Guan Hong asked with his arms, "Is that true?"

Gao Ganglong replied: "Yes, pawnshop, I don't know if you have been to any of you. Their counters are all very high. When you go in to pawn, you have to look up at the shopkeeper."

Guan Hong asked: "It's so high, why is this?"

Gao Ganglong explained: "There are two kinds of statements. One is that most pawn shopkeepers come out of the prison. They are oppressed in the prison, so after they come out, they have to make the counter high, which will give a feeling of being condescending."

Guan Hong had some clarity: "Oh, that's it, what about another saying?"

Gao Ganglong said: "There is another saying, that is, the shopkeeper is afraid of being beaten, so he makes the counter so high that you can't get hit."

Guan Hong didn't understand: "Being beaten?"

Gao Ganglong said: "Yes, I'll give you an example..."

He Xiangdong stopped listening to this, and it was hard to say about this job, because the jokes here are all thick-skinned and not easy to make a comeback.

Moreover, there are a lot of declarative language in large sections, which requires the actors to have high speaking skills. Otherwise, if they are not done well, the audience will be bored.

Gao Ganglong also modified this traditional old joke. While retaining the original structure and the beam remained unchanged, Gao Ganglong added his performance characteristics.

Now it looks great on-site.

Gao Ganglong’s mastery of the word “say” is indeed quite good. If he beats him for a few more years, he will be a perfect figure.

He Xiangdong also felt a little moved. He was not optimistic about Gao Ganglong at the beginning and thought that this kid had no future.

But now it seems that he has indeed hit him. He Xiangdong couldn't help but smile bitterly, just hit him. It would be okay to have a few more hits like this, anyway, it's a good thing.

He Xiangdong slowly moved to the backstage, and he was the one who finished Gao Ganglong's performance. Although it was a small theater performance today, the program arrangement was like a commercial performance. He Xiangdong and Xue Guo had to perform three shows.

I was so tired tonight, especially He Xiangdong, who wanted to talk about a long stand-up post. He Xiangdong, a pit guy, is about to start digging again.

He has dug too many pits over the years, and all of them are dug and buried. I don’t know how many people have buried these big pits after another.

He Xiangdong's kung fu digging skills were inherited from the pit king Wang Miwei of a generation. Wang Miwei dug too many pits in his life, which was much more than He Xiangdong's.

When the king of this pit was dying, he dug a pit for He Xiangdong. Before his anger broke, Wang Miwei called Xiao He's name several times. He Xiangdong still doesn't understand what the old man means.

This old man has been digging a pit for his whole life and never stops until he dies. It is also amazing.

He Xiangdong remembered Wang Miwei, and couldn't help but show a smile of recollection on his face. This old man is a bad guy. He is a bad guy every day and even asked Xiao He to take him as his teacher. Then he called him brother and brother. He Xiangdong was almost annoyed to him.

But now that others have left, He Xiangdong really misses him a little.

Looking back now, the old men who had been standing by my side back then were almost gone.

His master Fang Wenqi is gone, Wang Miwei is gone, storytelling master Zhang Kuoru is gone, Hou Sanye is gone, Teacher Ma is gone, and even Mr. Zhang Wenhai is gone this year.

well……

Although the audience laughed and the backstage was full of people in the theater, He Xiangdong still felt very lonely.

He Xiangdong sighed. There were a lot of things happening some time ago, and He Xiangdong was also caught off guard.

Now that things have passed, He Xiangdong can calm down and think about it carefully, but after this thought, his heart was completely lonely.

Xiang Wenshe left this time dozens of people. They left at the most dangerous time of Xiang Wenshe, but they just left, but they were joining Jiang Yisheng, who wanted to kill Xiang Wenshe.

If he was walking and staying normally, He Xiangdong would not say anything. If someone had a better exhibition, He Xiangdong would not stop them.

But they surrendered to the crisis of the Wenshe Society. This is a traitor, a betrayal.

What made He Xiangdong the most sad was that the apprentice he trained was also among them. He Xiangdong's heart was really hurt. Especially Zheng Dayu's blog, which even made He Xiangdong's heart bleed.

"Oh..." He Xiangdong sighed again. He was not bad to those people, but why did they treat themselves like this?

He Xiangdong is lonely and self-deprecating.

Gao Ganglong's performance on stage is very effective now, and the audience also likes him very much, and He Xiangdong also wants to continue to promote him.

But He Xiangdong actually had a worry in his heart. He was afraid that Gao Ganglong would be like Zheng Dayu and others, and he was not greedy and even defected to the enemy and rebel.

He Xiangdong knew that his mentality was not right now, but he could not stop his pessimistic thoughts. He thought of the words Gao Bingsheng talked to him, and He Xiangdong felt a little more bored.

No matter what He Xiangdong is, he is ultimately a person, a flesh and blood person.

well……

He Xiangdong's figure was lonely, standing alone in front of the window, his face was filled with sorrow, and his heart was filled with negative thoughts.

After a while, He Xiangdong rubbed his face, and the air conditioner in the background made his face froze. He Xiangdong put down his hand, smiled bitterly, then shook his head, and barely repelled the negative energy in his heart.

He is a professional actor and must not bring this negative energy to the stage. He must be responsible to the audience when he goes on stage. This is the most basic artistic ethics of an actor.

He Xiangdong suppressed his thoughts, turned around and looked up.

He Xiangdong's eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw such a scene.

The backstage actors and more than a hundred students were all standing, and they were all standing in front of He Xiangdong. Everyone was watching him, without exception.

He Xiangdong was also watching these people.

These people were also looking at He Xiangdong.

They watched each other for a long time.

Chen Jun, the second son, Xue Guo, Guo Qing, Wang Nankang, Tao Fangbai, Li Geng, Jiang Ruda, Bai Dingtang...

He Xiangdong saw sincerity, trust, gratitude, and hope in their eyes...

As he looked, He Xiangdong's nose turned a little sour.
Chapter completed!