In San Francisco, the first stop for overseas performances, Xiang Wenshe took out all the best jokes this time. They have traditional jokes and new jokes.

However, even traditional jokes have undergone some changes to make these traditional old jokes more charming.

This performance is very exciting, and it is full of fun. He Xiangdong and others sang traditional Chinese crosstalk art to the other side of the ocean.

This is a great progress in traditional art and a great glory in traditional crosstalk.

This is the first time that someone has gone abroad to do commercial performances since the birth of crosstalk, and it has been so successful.

He Xiangdong is not an ordinary person.

After the serious performance, I started to return.

He Xiangdong asked about the time. It was already 11:30 pm, and He Xiangdong knew that time would definitely come out.

The theater side was already urging He Xiangdong to end the performance as soon as possible, and said that He Xiangdong had time and that if he didn't finish it, they would ask He Xiangdong to pay a penalty for liquidated damages, and even said that he would sue He Xiangdong.

Qiao Yu is also negotiating with the theater people, and the theater people have a trick in their brains...

He Xiangdong didn't care so much. He had to be responsible to the audience when he was on stage. He had to be well performed in the performance. He had to make the whole performance well. This was the responsibility of his parents for food and clothing.

Return.

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo came on stage again, and the audience's enthusiasm remained unabated. Not many of the audience left, and everyone was still very excited.

Seeing He Xiangdong and Xue Guo coming out again, applause and cheers immediately sounded from the audience.

The two bowed and stood up.

He Xiangdong is a little tired. After all, he is in his thirties. His physical fitness is indeed not as good as before. He is tired, but he is still very excited.

He Xiangdong has been working in art for more than 20 years. He is said to be resentful, but He Xiangdong's love for crosstalk has never faded in these years.

On the contrary, as time goes by, He Xiangdong loves this industry deeper. As long as the audience likes to listen to his crosstalk, he will keep talking. Whether or not he makes money is the second.

Because for him, saying crosstalk has become a kind of enjoyment.

He Xiangdong stood in front of the stage, smiled, looked at the audience who was still full of traps and valleys, and said, "Are you a little puzzled? Didn't the performance just now end? Why are these two people coming up again?"

Xue Guo also said: "Yes, you can explain it."

He Xiangdong said seriously: "We have been talking for a long time, and we are thirsty and tired. We originally said to go and have a rest, but the host just said a polite thing to us and we are back."

Xue Guo held it and asked, "Oh, what did the host say?"

"The host told us very politely." He Xiangdong smiled kindly, but suddenly shouted: "Get back."

Xue Guo was startled: "Wow."

"Haha..." The audience laughed.

The burden sounded.

He Xiangdong spread his hands and said helplessly: "So we have to come back now."

Xue Guo also said, "Hey, yes, it's just that someone coaxed him up."

He Xiangdong said: "Since we are here, let's say a few more words."

Xue Guo said: "Then let's talk a little more."

He Xiangdong thought for a while and said, "We are all in our thirties now. Teacher Xue is a few years older than me."

Xue Guo said: "I'm older than you."

He Xiangdong thought to himself, "Then you are in your forty this year, right?"

Xue Guo said: "Yes, I'm forty years old."

He Xiangdong suddenly sighed: "We were still young men when we met, but now in a blink of an eye, we are all middle-aged."

Xue Guo also sighed a little: "Yes, time flies so fast."

He Xiangdong said: "Now we all have children and daughters, hey, do you all know my son?"

He Xiangdong asked the audience.

"Yeah..." The audience agreed.

He Xiangdong said helplessly: "The child is naughty. Even my son is so naughty. It's not worry-free at all."

Xue Guo replied: "It's normal for children, it's all like this."

He Xiangdong said: "My son is nine years old this year and is now in elementary school. Teacher Xue's son is ten years old, right?"

Xue Guo said: "Nine and a half years old."

He Xiangdong said: "Yes, it's about the same age anyway, and the two children often play together. Sometimes they often play in the backstage and pick them up when our performance is over."

Xue Guo said: "It's often like this."

He Xiangdong said: "Just last time, just a few days before we went abroad, the two children were playing in the backstage, and they didn't play big games, just stone scissors and cloth, but the two children were not just playing, and they were also gambled something."

Xue Guo said in surprise: "Is this a bet?"

He Xiangdong said: "That's right, the two children are gambling with stick-scissors. Whoever loses the stick-scissors will die."

"Haha..." The audience laughed.

Xue Guo was also stunned: "This bet is too big, right?"

He Xiangdong glared and said, "I'm angry. What's the point of saying this? I went over and grabbed the two children and scolded them."

Xue Guo also said: "We need to educate and educate ourselves well."

He Xiangdong said: "I went over and taught Teacher Xue's son a lesson. I pointed at the child with my fingers and asked him sternly, 'You make it clear, is your biological father who lost or the so-called father who died."

"Haha..." The audience burst into laughter again.

Xue Guo then reacted and shouted in a hurry: "Hey, what is this? What is the real father? What is the so-called father."

He Xiangdong covered his mouth and said carefully: "Did I tell the truth?"

"Ah..." The audience started to cheer.

Xue Guo also pushed He Xiangdong angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."

He Xiangdong also quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll scold my son too."

Xue Guo said: "We must teach you a lesson."

He Xiangdong said angrily: "I get angry when I talk about this. This child is usually too naughty. Now he is doing such a thing. I want to beat him up. Today I have to scold him?"

"Come here." He Xiangdong roared, slammed his right hand, and cursed with his eyes: "Okay, you guys, I think you are looking for a fight. Are you talking about human words? How old are you? Have you learned to gambling?"

Xue Guo said anxiously: "Hey, no, you don't care about the matter of dead dad?"

The audience laughed again, and a few of them couldn't stand back and forth.

He Xiangdongdao: "That's what it means anyway, I have to criticize them."

Xue Guo said: "Criticism is worthy, but you also have to say something serious."

He Xiangdong nodded: "I've finished talking about juniors, and I'm also talking about seniors. I like to talk about some interesting things about Teacher Xue's father and my son."

"What do you mean?" Xue Guo shouted.
Chapter completed!