Commercial performances usually start at 7 o'clock in the evening, which is the case with Xiang Wenshe in China, and now it is also arranged abroad.

The performance team of Xiangwen Society came over in the afternoon, and in the afternoon, there were not many performances in the theater, and there were not many audiences on the road.

He Xiangdong stopped at the door of the theater for a moment, and took a casual look, the street was basically full of foreigners, but no one recognized him, he glanced at it a few times, and then entered the backstage.

The next thing is the preparation time, before the performance, He Xiangdong also said one last job to the children of Xiangwen Society.

Then He Xiangdong and Xue Guo finally got the job right, so that the preparations were almost done.

After these were done, He Xiangdong took the children to familiarize themselves with the theater, and then it was almost over, and the next thing was to wait for the performance with peace of mind.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone ate a little, and the second child went out to have a look.

Until 6 o'clock in the evening, the entrance of the theater was already crowded with audiences who wanted to come to see the performance, and the staff of the theater were responsible for checking the tickets, and the tickets would be checked in a while.

The people from Huantian Media also went out to take a look, and when they came back, they told Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu immediately frowned, and hurriedly ordered someone to go out and have a look.

Qiao Yu walked back and forth in the room, his brows tightly locked, and his expression worried.

"What's the matter, Old Qiao?" He Xiangdong saw that Qiao Yu was a little distracted.

"It's fine. Qiao Yu subconsciously replied, but when he reacted that this was He Xiangdong's question, he wanted to answer again, but when he opened his mouth, he still swallowed the words.

He Xiangdong saw that he didn't want to say, so he didn't ask.

After a while, the staff member who had run out hurriedly ran back again, leaned into Qiao Yu's ear, and told him.

Qiao Yu's face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "What?"

This sound alarmed everyone in the background, everyone was looking at him in surprise, and even He Xiangdong couldn't help frowning.

Qiao Yu finally couldn't help it, he came to He Xiangdong's side, and hurriedly said, "Teacher He, there's a problem with the audience." ”

"What's wrong?" He Xiangdong asked.

Qiao Yu frowned, he himself felt that this news was a bit absurd, but this was the truth, his head was big: "Eh...... Spectator...... There were a lot of foreigners in the audience. ”

"Huh?" He Xiangdong was stunned.

The actors backstage were also stunned.

"What is it?" He Xiangdong was surprised.

Qiao Yu was also very helpless, he didn't want to believe it, but this is true, Qiao Yu could only say helplessly: "This is true, people came with tickets." ”

He Xiangdong was dumbfounded: "Foreigners come to listen to cross talk? Isn't this a joke, can they understand it?"

Qiao Yu said helplessly: "Who knows, who knows which of their tendons is wrong, isn't this nonsense." ”

He Xiangdongtou is big.

All the actors backstage were dumbfounded.

He Xiangdong stabilized his mind and asked, "How many foreign audiences came?"

Qiao Yu turned his head to look at the audience who went out to inquire about the news.

The man replied: "It's not clear yet, because the ticket inspection hasn't started yet, but there are already a lot of people waiting at the door with tickets, I counted, there are almost more than 20 people, of course, there are only a small number of spectators at the door now." ”

He Xiangdong still couldn't believe it, and asked again: "Do you see clearly, is that really here to listen to cross talk? It can't be that someone took a ticket for another theater, and ended up walking to us by mistake, right?"

The staff member said: "Oh, it's really not, I also went to get their tickets to watch, and it says that we are doing this show." I asked, and that's what they're here for. ”

He Xiangdong was desperate.

Tao Fangbai interjected on the side: "Master, I didn't expect you to be so well-known in foreign countries, and foreign audiences have come to praise you." ”

"Let's play. He Xiangdong scolded angrily.

He Xiangdong suddenly felt a pain, what is this called, why did foreigners also come to listen to cross talk, do they understand?

"Wouldn't it be someone making trouble?" An alarm rose in He Xiangdong's heart.

But when I think about it, it's not right, he didn't offend anyone in the United States. Besides, even if he offends people, people won't arrange a bunch of Americans to disgust him?

But it's not good to say, everyone who enters the door is a guest, and those who buy tickets are the audience, and people enter the venue with tickets, you always have to perform well.

Wait for the foreigners to come in and listen to it, and find that they don't understand, wait for the people to scold the street on the spot, isn't a good performance to make trouble, and it will be a shame if the news spreads to China.

Is there really someone making trouble?

People in the mainstream cross talk industry?

It's impossible, I just reconciled with them, and the leaders have already fallen. He Xiangdong is still fierce, who dares to provoke him at this time.

Could it be Jiang Shengsheng?

It shouldn't be, Jiang Shengsheng was overshadowed by Gao Bingsheng, and now he is shrinking, he doesn't even dare to take his head, he won't be.

Who else is there, and what enemies do you have?

He Xiangdong pondered carefully, and everyone looked at each other with different expressions.

Joe ...... Joe ...... "The manager of the theater came in a hurry, and the theater manager was a typical white man, 1.8 meters tall and 18 in weight.

Qiao Yu hurriedly greeted and asked, and the two talked.

They were in English, and He Xiangdong didn't understand a word, so he knew that they were babbling there.

Among the actors who performed abroad this time, the second child was the only one who knew English, and he was listening to the conversation between Qiao Yu and the theater manager.

He Xiangdong didn't bother the second child, so let him hear what was going on first.

The second child listened to it for a while, and his mouth was so shocked that he couldn't close it.

"What's wrong?" He Xiangdong finally asked.

The second child turned his head over, his expression was a little sluggish, he looked at He Xiangdong and said, "Master, the deputy mayor of New York is coming to watch the performance." ”

"Huh?" He Xiangdong was also stupid.

Yes, this time it's really not that someone deliberately harmed him, who can invite this god to move, Jiang Shengsheng can't do it, and neither can people in the mainstream cross talk world.

But why did they come to listen to cross talk, it's not that He Xiangdong is arrogant, but the key is that they can't understand it, are they here to have fun?

He Xiangdong spread his hands and said helplessly: "Yes, all the plans have to be changed." ”

He Xiangdong sent the second child out to inquire about it for a while, and it turned out that He Xiangdong's Liu Huoer videos were edited by the international students and put on the Internet, and then they became popular.

The American people also liked what He Xiangdong sang, and then they knew that He Xiangdong came to perform on Broadway, so they also bought tickets to watch it.

Why do they still think that the singers who sing traditional tunes to the east?

Isn't this painful, cross talk has always been based on talking, you just listen to a song, wouldn't it be nice to listen to it on the Internet, why do you come to the theater, and hook up with a deputy mayor.