Liu Qingyang walked in with a smile, his face was full of warm smiles, and when he saw everyone in the room, he smiled and said politely: "Yo, a few of you have just finished eating." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Wenhai said angrily: "Hmph, I knew you were coming, so we hurried to finish eating." ”

Liu Qingyang touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "You don't want to see me like this." ”

Zhang Wenhai snorted coldly: "Every time you come, you either collect rent or increase prices, when is there a good thing?"

Liu Qingyang said embarrassedly: "The rent collection is negotiable, as for the price increase, this is set by our boss, I am a part-time worker, and I can't be the master, right?" ”

Zhang Wenhai glanced at him obliquely, and said, "Hmph, let's say, what are you here for today, don't say that the rent is going to increase again, it hasn't been long since the increase has just ended." ”

Liu Qingyang laughed and said: "No, no, this time it is definitely not, I have something else to do today." ”

"What's the matter?" He Xiangdong frowned, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Liu Qingyang restrained the smile on his face, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he was embarrassed to speak.

Seeing this person's appearance, the hearts of the other actors in the garden also hung in their hearts, and there was something going to happen.

Zhang Wenhai frowned and urged: "Hurry up and say, what the hell is going on." ”

Liu Qingyang glanced at everyone and said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid I can't rent it to you anymore." ”

"What?" Zhang Wenhai's tone changed.

All the actors backstage were shocked in unison.

He Xiangdong stood up from the stool suddenly, his eyes staring at Liu Qingyang with a terrifying expression.

Liu Qingyang was taken aback.

Zhang Wenhai said sharply: "What the hell is going on, you tell me clearly." ”

Fan Wenquan looked serious: "Did someone say something to you, or put any pressure on you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed again, and He Xiangdong's face became even more gloomy, because he had just offended a lot of people, and it was not good to say that this was the other party's revenge.

Liu Qingyang hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no one said anything, this piece is about to be demolished and reconstructed, and our theater is also within the scope of demolition, and the above documents have just been approved." ”

He Xiangdong's face was pale, and after a while, his face was as dead as ashes.

Zhang Wenhai was also stunned on the spot, his face was extremely ugly.

One of the backstage actors is counted as one, all of them are like mourning, and their faces are hard to see.

The news brought by Liu Qingyang is worse than the revenge on Xiang Wenshe, if someone really makes a move, then these people in the garden can still fight with each other, and there is a chance to win.

But now it's impossible, this is a state order, demolition and relocation, it's all approved, no one can change it, and Xiang Wenbao can't help it.

Xiang Wenbao can't help it!

Liu Qingyang was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, my boss said that he would hide it from you first, and let you pay the rent for the remaining months first, but I think about it, we are all friends, and it's not good to cheat your friends, so I'll tell you first, you should have a preparation in advance, move, change theaters, this is all done in advance." ”

He Xiangdong's tone was heavy and steady, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Thank you, Mr. Liu, you go back first, we are about to perform here." ”

Liu Qingyang glanced at He Xiangdong deeply, then looked at Zhang Wenhai, and said, "Okay, then I'll go first, if there is anything you need my help with, just say goodbye." ”

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Liu Qingyang left, but no one spoke backstage for a long time.

For a theater, demolition may not be a bad thing, and the owner can even make a fortune, but for the performance team in the theater, it is really a hell of a thing.

He Xiangdong's Xiangwen Society has been here for several years, how much effort did it take to get to where it is today, and how much hardship they have endured to make Xiang Wenshe what it is today.

As a result, now a demolition order has been completely destroyed, and the current Xiangwen Society is just a small group, and everyone in the background is not enough for two hands.

Now there will be more than 100 viewers coming to listen to cross talk every day, which is already very good, and the audience is also cheering, but these audiences, especially the old audience, are all people from the neighborhood, and the places where they usually do activities are also in this area.

Now that Xiang Wenshe has moved, the old audience that has finally gathered together has to disperse, is it possible that people can still run most of Beijing to listen to your cross talk.

This principle is the same as opening a restaurant, some restaurants are very popular and the business is very good, but when they move a place, they are all destroyed, the reason is that it is because it is a new start, how difficult it is to start again, one is not careful, it is all over, it is all over.

And now Xiangwen Society is about to face the dilemma of starting over.

Blessing and misfortune are not a single line, and the house leak coincides with overnight rain.

After a while, He Xiangdong's gloomy face gradually returned to normal, and he couldn't hear anything wrong in his tone, he said, "Okay, Chen Jun went to the door to check the tickets and let the audience in." In the cross talk performance in the evening, Guo Qing and Uncle Fan took the lead, Mr. Zhang and I went to the second team, Lao Gu and Li Quanjiang were the third, and the fourth I went to say a stand-up, and then Guo Qing had an allegro, Lao Gu and Li Quanjiang had another one, and finally Mr. Zhang and I had another finale. Well, that's it. ”

He Xiangdong simply arranged the order of tonight's shows, and everyone bowed their heads and remained silent for a long time.

He Xiangdong rubbed his face vigorously, his face was red, and he looked at everyone: "The troubles of the audience can't be brought to the stage, cross talk artists, the play is bigger than the sky, the audience has spent money to enter the venue, we have to be worthy of the audience, we have to perform well, and other things will be talked about when the performance is over." ”

"Good. ”

"Hmm. ”

Everyone nodded in response, but their mood was low.

Tonight's cross talk performance went well, the audience watched it very enjoyable, bursts of laughter, pressure at work, and worries in life were all put down at this time. The actors on stage are also professional actors, and they can control their emotions with artistic virtues, so nothing went wrong.

They didn't tell the audience on stage about the relocation, because it happened so suddenly, so suddenly that none of them could react to it, and now many people feel that it was an unreal nightmare.

After the performance, it was late at night, Chen Jun was cleaning up the theater, He Xiangdong said goodbye to the other actors, and the others didn't say much, they knew that what He Xiangdong needed now was not comfort, but quiet.

He Xiangdong sat alone in a chair backstage, with his hands on his abdomen, staring ahead with his eyes distracted, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Chen Jun came to the backstage after cleaning, and when he saw his master like this, he didn't dare to come forward to disturb, so he stood aside timidly, not daring to make a sound.