He Xiangdong followed Fang Wenqi to wander the rivers and lakes when he was three or four years old, and officially debuted on stage at the age of nine, traveling around the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and performing cross talk to countless audiences, but he really met it for the first time when he was spoofed by the audience tonight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He Xiangdong was a little crying and laughing, he really deserved to be the audience in the capital, this temper was hard to get, He Xiangdong was not too flustered, he was still very confident in his artistic level, but he had doubts in his heart before.

The audience doesn't have any malice, they just want to tease him, the cross talk actor just wants to make friends with the audience, this back and forth is also quite fun, this must be a very good conversation, if it spreads, it is estimated that people in the same industry will be dumbfounded.

Ye Ziqing didn't stay long, chatted with He Xiangdong for a while, and then left. The opening performance of the theater in the evening officially ended, and the first shot of the opening was fired.

The actors dragged their tired bodies home, and the theater was quiet again, quietly waiting for tomorrow to come, but no one knew what tomorrow would bring.

……

On the second day, early in the morning, He Xiangdong took Chen Jun to practice, saying that he was learning to sing and singing, and the basic skills were practiced in the same way.

After practicing, He Xiangdong took Chen Jun to breakfast, Zhang Kuoru and Wang Miwei, the two old men, walked early in the morning, and now they don't know where they are, the elderly don't sleep much, and they can't sleep.

Breakfast is very simple, just a few big buns, and then two people have a bowl of millet porridge, there are very few breakfast shops in Beijing that sell rice porridge, maybe Beijingers don't like to eat this.

The two of them were drinking porridge, eating steamed buns, and chatting, He Xiangdong took a bite of the steamed buns and said to Chen Jun: "Xiaojun, now your basic skills are also a little hot, and then you will sing Allegro or Taiping lyrics on the stage first, and most of the actor's skills will be honed on the stage." ”

Now Chen Jun still looks immature, but now the childishness on his face is gone, and after two years of mixing in Xiangwen Society, he has also become a young man.

Chen Jun nodded and said to He Xiangdong, "Okay, Master, I'll go back and prepare well." ”

He Xiangdong smiled and asked, "Are you nervous?"

After two years of training, Chen Jun is already very free and confident, and he is no longer the timid hairy boy who just came to Xiang Wenshe, he smiled brightly: "No, Master, you said that kung fu is in normal times, and if you practice kung fu off the stage, there will naturally be no problem when you go on stage." ”

He Xiangdong smiled with relief: "Okay, it's good if you think so, you are my founding disciple, if you are ashamed, it is not your own person who is lost, but your master and my people." ”

Chen Jun raised his head and smiled: "Then I'll be relieved." ”

He Xiangdong scolded: "Go, what is this called." ”

The master and apprentice were happy, and He Xiangdong's thoughts also drifted to a few years ago, in the teahouse in Yuncheng, Shandong, he accepted Wu Jin's son Wu Yang as an apprentice, and people also kowtowed to him on the ground.

It's just that at that time, he was really embarrassed, he was barely able to maintain his vitality, and he couldn't see the prospect of talking about cross talk, so he accepted Wu Yang as an apprentice, just to let him study hard, and he didn't want to pass on his art.

Alas...... I don't know what happened to that kid now.

If it were now, Wu Yang wanted to worship himself as a teacher, He Xiangdong thought that he would definitely take this child under his command and train him carefully.

It's just a pity.

……

After lunch, the actors also came to the Sifang Tea House, and the afternoon performance was about to start, and the actors were all preparing.

He Xiangdong and Qiu Wuyu are chatting, this is a teahouse, the most important thing is tea, Qiu Wuyu entertained He Xiangdong and made a pot of good tea.

Qiu Wuyu said when pouring tea for He Xiangdong: "In fact, the most expensive thing in this pot of tea is not the tea leaves, but my purple clay pot, this teapot I have been raising for five years, and now it has become all black, I will make good tea here every day, after a long time, it is stained with a thick layer of tea dirt, and now even if I pour white water into it, there will be a smell of tea." ”

He Xiangdong took a sip of the cup and joked, "So you added paste to it?"

Qiu Wuyu scolded with a smile: "You only add tea foam, I am authentic Longjing tea." ”

He Xiangdong didn't care much either, and asked with a smile: "Boss Qiu, how are the tickets sold in the afternoon?"

Qiu Wuyu said: "Less than twenty." ”

He Xiangdong bowed slightly, there were almost two hundred people last night, but there were less than twenty people this afternoon, but He Xiangdong still held his breath, he knew that this was a normal situation.

Seeing He Xiangdong so calm, Qiu Wuyu couldn't help but glance at him.

He Xiangdong said to Qiu Wuyu: "It is normal for there to be fewer people in the afternoon, and it will be better in the evening." ”

Qiu Wuyu nodded and said: "I understand the truth, you can't rush to do business, especially if you do a business like ours, you must be stable to make money." ”

He Xiangdong said with some emotion: "This is already good, when we first opened Xiangwen Society, there were only three or five guests a whole day, and sometimes there was no one all day, alas...... It's normal that there are more actors on stage than in the audience, but if we don't get through it, I believe it will get better and better. ”

"I believe it too. Qiu Wuyu agreed.

He Xiangdong smiled and said: "We Xiangwen Society and your Sifang Tea Society are now in the same boat, one is prosperous, one is lost, what is Boss Qiu's good plan, you must tell us." ”

Qiu Wuyu smiled and shook his hand: "Where is there any good plan, but I really have a little bit of advice." ”

"Oh?" He Xiangdong looked interested.

Qiu Wuyu said: "I don't understand your cross talk art, I am a businessman, and I am thinking about how to sell money to do business." Different stores, there are different positioning, if you take small profits but quick turnover, you have to take the road of cheap and high-quality, if you want to take the high-end route......"

He Xiangdong said with a smile: "You have to be high-grade, luxurious and tone-inspired." ”

Qiu Wuyu shook his head and said: "No, it's not that you have to have a tone, but you have to let your guests have a tone, obviously they all eat big meat buns, you have to let the guests who eat here look down on those who eat elsewhere." ”

He Xiangdong's eyes gradually widened, and his brain turned rapidly, as if he had realized something amazing.

Qiu Wuyu said: "I think you can take the high-end route, last night I found that the old audience who came to listen to your cross talk looked down on the new audience, these people are about to become half of the cross talk experts, and when the audience who has listened to your cross talk has become experts, they naturally don't look down on other people's cross talk." ”