He Xiangdong held back a smile on his face, the more he looked at these young people, the more interesting he felt, just like looking at a stunned and blue-haired child, it was particularly interesting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fat man's face was red, he was so ashamed, if it weren't for his own legs being too heavy, he would have wanted to kick that stunned head. They came to cooperate with the Tan Teahouse, and this bastard gave out the bottom of his own people in a word, and the opponent is still here, what a ghost is this?

Sure enough, even the boss Qiu Wuyu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little strange when he looked at the fat people.

The fat man Guan Hong touched his nose and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, I have a job in the zoo, but we have also learned cross talk seriously, you also know that the current quyi is sluggish, and full-time cross talk may not be able to eat enough, right?" Not to mention us, many famous actors don't dare to go to the sea, aren't they afraid of starving to death? ”

Qiu Wuyu is noncommittal, he knows a lot about the things in the quyi industry, and he knows that this industry is sluggish, but he runs a teahouse, and the cross talk team that wants to cooperate with him must have the ability, not only can't help him with his business, but also make him lose money.

He Xiangdong smiled and asked, "Oh, then what do you do in the zoo?" ”

Guan Hong was even more embarrassed.

The stunned young man next to him spoke again, and the kid patted his chest and said proudly: "Our boss feeds the elephants at the zoo." ”

"I'll go to your uncle's. Guan Hong was stunned, it was a bit difficult for him to raise his legs and kick people, but he could still use his hands, so he pushed this stunned young man away.

The three of them on He Xiangdong's side were about to laugh out loud, they originally thought they had met some amazing characters, but it turned out to be a group of living treasures, which was really interesting.

Zhang Wenhai couldn't help but quip: "You can't steal elephant feed, right?"

Fan Wenquan also held it and said, "Otherwise, you can't be so fat." ”

"Hahaha...... Stealing feed. The stunned Qing laughed, "Hey, it's so fun, haha, big brother, you steal feed." ”

Guan Hong's face was already black to the bottom of the pot, and he was beaten violently by holding the stunned head, and he said that he was not losing his strength, but he was beaten several times.

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly and shook his head, these guys.

Qiu Wuyu was really speechless, he shook his head, and his eyes showed a little disappointment, these are obviously hairy boys who haven't grown up yet, can they listen to the cross talk they say? Will the audience be satisfied?

Qiu Wuyu turned his gaze to He Xiangdong again, although this person is also very young, but the three people who came are obviously dominated by this young man, and the two old men in the back are supporting roles.

can make the two old men willing to play supporting roles, this young man is obviously not simple. And don't look at his young age, but the calm energy of the people is very strong, much better than the hairy boys over there.

Before he could show his real kung fu, Qiu Wuyu's balance was already tilted towards He Xiangdong.

After a long fuss over there, Guan Hong's face was red and he was breathing heavily, this is a typical common problem of fat people, and he will be tired after a little movement.

He Xiangdong shook his head and smiled: "Guan Hong, right, I am He Xiangdong, the head of the Xiangwen Society, and the teacher Fang Wenqi, who are you?"

Hearing this, Guan Hong was embarrassed, he himself had a teacher, but his partners didn't, they all liked cross talk, Guan Hong also taught these people a lot of things, and now they feel that their level can come out to perform, so they found this teahouse.

Now that the other party asked about their mentorship, no matter how embarrassed he was, if the boss knew that there were several Haiqing on their side, it would be over, and they would definitely not be able to fight for this homeland.

Guan Hong avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "We are a cross talk team that is not happy, presumably your intentions are the same as ours." However, this venue can only accommodate one cross talk team, and since there are two of them, it seems that we are going to fight for the last time. ”

He Xiangdong looked at a few people, and didn't continue to ask, so he took a moment to ask, "Oh, then how are you going to fight?"

The stunned young man replied first: "Or just draw lots." ”

"Arrest your uncle, drag this embarrassing guy down for me, and don't let him make a sound. Guan Hong shouted angrily.

The rest of the people immediately covered the mouths of the goods.

The scene is so lively, it's almost time for people to perform sketches.

Guan Hong thought for a while and said: "Let's not hurt the harmony, everyone is talking about cross talk among the people, and now that cross talk is in a recession, everyone should unite a little." That's it, the art of cross talk is folk art, and it doesn't count if we say it, so after a while, the audience came in the afternoon, let's go up and say two cross talks, let the audience vote, whoever has less votes will go, this does not involve the level of art of both of us, what we see is all about the audience's preferences, I think Boss Qiu also means this, right?"

Qiu Wuyu nodded with a smile: "What we open the door to make a living is money, and if the guests can like it, we can make more money." ”

He Xiangdong looked at Zhang Wenhai and then at Fan Wenquan, and when he saw that the two old men nodded in agreement, he said to Guan Hong: "Okay, then that's it." ”

Sifang Tea House is also an old teahouse, there was in the old society, the name of the boss was called Sifang, and he was also a figure in Beijing back then.

This place used to be a pretty good place to listen to and play in the old Beijing city, and the business was quite good. Time has passed, after the vicissitudes of life, the Sifang Tea House has reopened, the boss has also changed, this is still a place for art, but there is no such grand occasion as it was back then.

Before He Xiangdong and they came, this was a quyi garden, and a folk artist scattered among them came to perform in a string, saying that there were cross talks, storytelling, and singing drums, and occasionally some retired old artists had itchy hands, and they would also come over to string a few performances and perform a little.

So there is no fixed team here, and later because of poor management, the original boss went bankrupt and became the seller, Qiu Wuyu took over as the new boss, and the new official took office with three fires, and the first one was burned on the performance team.

The original way of performing is too chaotic, which is not conducive to attracting and stabilizing guests at all, and today it is said that the day after tomorrow will start to sing the drum again, and the day after tomorrow it will be a commentary, greedy and chewy, and the most useless is miscellaneous but not refined.

So Zhang Wenhai and Fan Wenquan just happened to pinch this opportunity, and the fat man Guan Hong and they also happened to break in by mistake, so there is today's scene.

Lunch was eaten at the teahouse, and the boss Qiu Wuyu told them the ins and outs of it, and they only then knew.

While talking, it was afternoon, the audience was coming, and their competition was about to begin.