The performance at the Tianyi Teahouse finally ended, and seeing the extremely enthusiastic reaction of the guests, Martin, who was lying on the stage, suddenly felt the urge to cry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's really not easy, he invited Zhao Fenghua back from Beijing, and waited like an uncle, as if he was dragging 2580,000 yuan, and he had to boycott and add money on the spot.

I have never seen such a bully, after driving Zhao Fenghua away, Martin thought that this performance was going to end, and he didn't know how to explain to the audience who had already spent money to buy tickets.

Although He Xiangdong and Xue Guo put the field on top, Martin's heart was completely bottomless, Zhao Fenghua is also a famous actor and a star, these two people are just young men who have not dried up, they are not famous at all, how can they compare with others.

Martin had already prepared for the worst before he came on the court, and he did lose a lot of money, which was not a painless amount for him.

But what he didn't expect was that He Xiangdong and Xue Guo were so powerful, they could save the field with just two people, and it was hot, and the guest's reaction made him feel shocked.

He is the owner of the teahouse, and Zhao Yuan's cross talk team has been performing here for some days, but he has never seen a guest with such an enthusiastic response as today, not even a tenth.

At this point, Martin was finally relieved, the money he had lost before was worth it, and he believed that he would definitely be able to earn it back, or even more.

Martin lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up, his face was sad and happy, and finally laughed out loud: "Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... Hahaha......"

He Xiangdong went backstage to face the faces of the Taoist priests who begged for praise, and he couldn't wait to kick them over one by one, and this group of bastards who didn't play according to the routine almost didn't make a big mess.

However, he didn't make a move, because Xue Guo had already made the first move, and a group of people scuffled together, and He Xiangdong watched the excitement with tea next to him.

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Zhao Fenghua's face is very ugly, he will lose a lot, the 5,000 yuan that could have been successfully obtained is gone, and now the hotel is open Martin doesn't care, and he is responsible for the room fee, more than 100 a day, and the train ticket back to Beijing has to be bought by himself.

Originally, I was waiting to see Martin's joke last night, and I was waiting to make another accusation, but who would have thought that those two little bastards would actually hold up the field, and Martin would rather lose his own money than let himself play, which is simply hateful.

Zhao Fenghua's face was blue and white for a while, he hated He Xiangdong and Xue Guo very much now, if it weren't for these two people, how could he lose so much.

He actually doesn't earn much, don't look at him as a little famous, but cross talk actors are different from other stars, now the cross talk industry as a whole is sluggish, and no one wants to listen to cross talk, and actors like Zhao Fenghua don't have many points to run in a year.

In fact, Martin gave more money here, and even less in other places, and he also saw that Martin was a small teahouse, so he dared to make a little more, and this is what the customer bullied the store said.

Who would have thought that this time the bamboo basket was empty, not only did he not take more money, but the original promise of 5,000 yuan was gone, and now he is even responsible for the ticket to go back, and he has to pay for it.

Zhao Fenghua was about to hate He Xiangdong and Xue Guo, Xue Guo didn't dare to move, Xue Guo's backer was harder than him, and Xue Guo was Mr. Shi's only apprentice.

But He Xiangdong ......

Zhao Fenghua called back to Beijing last night to ask his friends, even the Railway Art Troupe, and finally found that He Xiangdong had no background, just an ordinary folk artist, and only later entered the art troupe, and his master seems to be still fooling around in the people.

Zhao Fenghua is much more relieved, even a folk artist from a wild road dares to block his own financial path? Being a person with a financial path is like killing his parents.

Zhao Fenghua is now standing at the door of the Xinxiang Station Theater, and the Art Troupe has a condolence performance here tonight.

Zhao Fenghua's eyes were full of resentment, standing at the door of the art troupe, he also had a trace of hesitation and retreat in his heart, because after all, this matter was his first fault. But this thought was instantly suppressed by his unwillingness, and he must avenge this revenge.

Zhao Fenghua gritted his teeth and walked in.

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"Sit down, what's the matter?" Hou Sanye's attitude was not enthusiastic, but a little cold.

Zhao Fenghua sat down on the sofa opposite Hou Sanye, next to half of his buttocks, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Hou Sanye, not to mention anything else, just in terms of seniority, Hou Sanye was also a generation higher than him.

The cross talk industry pays great attention to seniority, and the elders teach the younger generations, and no one thinks there is any problem. Moreover, Hou Sanye is still a member of the Hou family, and he is a well-known big horn in the cross talk world, no matter what level he is, Zhao Fenghua does not dare to make a mistake.

"Teacher Hou, I heard that you came to perform in Xinxiang, so I came to see you. Zhao Fenghua said with a bright smile.

"Oh, hehe......" Hou Sanye laughed lightly, picked up the teacup and drank the tea slowly without speaking.

Zhao Fenghua was bored, seeing that Hou Sanye's attitude was cold, he also retreated in his heart, but thinking of last night's incident, anger once again drowned his reason, so he got straight to the point and said: "Teacher Hou, there is a cross talk actor named He Xiangdong in your group, right?"

"Hmm. Hou Sanye nodded.

Zhao Fenghua continued: "I came here to walk the acupoint last night, and then the acupoint had a little conflict with me, so he didn't let me perform, and then He Xiangdong in your group went to the top stage." ”

After speaking, Zhao Fenghua glanced at Hou Sanye cautiously.

Hou Sanye still drank the tea unhurriedly, and said slowly: "Then what." ”

Zhao Fenghua originally wanted to hint that He Xiangdong robbed him of his food, but Hou Sanye didn't accept it at all, and got it over lightly.

People don't accept the offer, and Zhao Fenghua is embarrassed to say more on this topic, because this can only be said by others, not by himself. Could it be that he said that he was a well-known actor who was robbed of his performance by a hairy boy?

Zhao Fenghua paused, and said to himself: "Of course, it's normal for performances to change, and I think it's good to give young people more opportunities." But what I didn't expect was that He Xiangdong actually said that kind of dirty thing in the theater, playing with ethics, and it was very vulgar. Mr. Hou, I'm not making a small report to you, I just think that the artistic character of the current juniors really needs to be rectified, otherwise it will always be so bad for the art of cross talk. ”

Hearing this, Hou Sanye knocked the teacup on the table and said lightly: "He Xiangdong's rank is not lower than yours. (To be continued.) )