Chapter 565: Eight Years of Saplings Growing

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With the popularity of the Quyi Wenhui program, more and more audiences came to admire it, and it would be good for the original Xiangwen Society to have more than 100 people at night, but this has to be a weekend night, and there are not so many people on weekdays.

But with the slow popularity of Quyi Wenhui, the new audience of Xiangwen Club has gradually increased, and more than 100 people have become normalized and universalized, and there are even 1780 people on weekend nights, which will be full soon. You must know that this theater of the Sifang Tea House can only do 200 people, it is rare to have such a good business.

The number of spectators in the afternoon session has also been driven, and it has become a normal thing to exceed 100 in the afternoon session, and everything is developing in a good way.

It wasn't until Dapeng's program was valued by the station, and the station began to allocate funds to resource support, that Dapeng topped the literary channel, and also kicked off Wang Xiaoyun, the top spot in the 10,000-year period, and finally ushered in an outbreak in the Xiangwen Society.

It's a Saturday, the season of spring flowers.

At six o'clock in the evening, the backstage actors were preparing for the performance, and the cross talk of the Xiangwen Society has been booming recently, everyone has earned more money, and everyone rarely goes out to run holes. Don't look at the two or three hundred dollars outside, building a good base camp is the key

The backstage was nervously preparing, and before it was too long, Gao Ganglong came running, Gao Ganglong and Chen Bo had already resigned from their jobs as waiters, and now they were officially learning their skills from the Literary Society.

He Xiangdong saw that they couldn't play at the moment, so he sent them to the door to sell tickets, but he didn't expect Gao Ganglong to come over at this time.

"Master, Master, there are so many spectators at the door. "After this period of training, Gao Ganglong's Mandarin is already quite standard.

He Xiangdong put down the teacup and said, "More is more, you can sell tickets well." ”

Gao Ganglong explained: "No, there are a lot of people here tonight, and we don't have enough tickets." ”

Chen Jun hurriedly said on the side of the child: "Are you saying that we don't have enough tickets to sell?"

Gao Ganglong also nodded excitedly.

"Master. Chen Jun turned his head and shouted, looking at He Xiangdong excitedly.

He Xiangdong picked up the teacup and took another sip of it in a hurry, and after putting it down, he said indifferently: "What does it look like to be in a panic, tell me, how many more people are there?"

Gao Ganglong thought for a while and said, "There are always seventy or eighty people." ”

"Yes. He Xiangdong hummed softly, "Let's go, go out and borrow a stool, you need a chair, a stool, a small bench, and you can be a person, borrow it according to the number of one hundred, go, take a few more people with you." ”

"Hey, okay. Gao Ganglong hurriedly answered and ran out.

Chen Jun sat down next to He Xiangdong and asked with a hippie smile, "Master, why should I go?"

He Xiangdong said, "Didn't you hear? Go out and borrow a stool." ”

"Ahh

He Xiangdong narrowed his eyes and scolded: "What's wrong with you, your ass is a little bigger, you don't need to go out?"

"Not ......"

"Get out of here. He Xiangdong scolded the street.

Chen Jun was instigated and reluctantly walked out.

The second child was also about to go out to borrow a stool, and He Xiangdong called out to him: "Second child, you wait for a while, you help me wait a while to place the extra audience position." ”

"Oh, okay. The second child then turned around.

Chen Jun's figure as he walked out of the door paused heavily, and after a while, he resumed his pace and walked again.

……

There were too many people coming this night, there had never been so many people since the opening of the Xiangwen Society, and there were 300 people in one night.

The lively scene here of Xiangwen Society shocked the shopkeeper Wang of the teahouse, and Lao Wang rushed to the door to see this scene was stupid, this scene was simply crowded, and their business in the Sifang Tea House has not been so good until now.

Shopkeeper Wang was stunned on the spot, at this time He Xiangdong also came out of the backstage, he glanced at the number of audiences, and he knew it in his heart, so he said to the shopkeeper Wang on the side: "Brother Wang, I still have to trouble you, how about you find two people to help us borrow some stools?"

"Huh?" shopkeeper Wang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Oh, okay, the big fat man who runs a fast food restaurant next door just bought a batch of plastic stools, and I'll send someone to borrow them now." ”

"Okay, thank you. He Xiangdong thanked him, Shopkeeper Wang has been here for many years, and he has been an old friend of the neighbors, so it is not wrong to ask him for help in this kind of matter.

"Okay, it's okay, you're welcome. The shopkeeper Wang was also polite.

He Xiangdong said: "That's okay, you can help me Zhang Luo first, I'm going backstage for everyone to get ready to start the performance." ”

"Okay, it's okay, you're busy with you, I'm here. ”

"Okay, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. Shopkeeper Wang looked at the back of He Xiangdong leaving, and then looked at the audience waiting to buy tickets outside in the dark, he frowned, his eyes were heavy, and muttered, "This person is really a climate." ”

The shopkeeper shouted to the back: "Xiaoshan, go to the big fat next door and borrow a stool." Xiaohu, hurry up and help me dial the boss. ”

After shouting, the shopkeeper Wang hurriedly walked inside, it seems that this Xiangwen Society is about to become a climate, if this is really done, then their Sifang Teahouse can't treat Xiang Wenshe like the original Xiangwen Society.

……

The audience came in one by one, and the original seats were not enough for a long time, and the seats were full. He Xiangdong also ran to the theater, he took the second child and began to see the stitches, and when there was an empty seat, he led the audience over, put the stool down, and asked the family to sit down quickly.

Before he officially said cross talk on stage, He Xiangdong was tired and sweaty, and he was more tired of doing this thing than reciting it on stage.

Zhang Wenhai and Fan Wenquan, the two old men, also raised the curtain at the door of the theater to look inside, and when they saw this lively scene, the two old men were full of light and smiled.

Zhang Wenhai said: "This time it should be done, right?"

Fan Wenquan nodded happily: "I think it's really done, as long as they come to our garden, we have a way for them to come back next time." ”

"Hahaha......" Zhang Wenhai laughed.

Fan Wenquan was also laughing, his face was full of emotion, and he sighed deeply, eight years, a full eight years, how many hardships and hardships, how can one or two sentences be clear, and now, they finally see the dawn, the real dawn.

Xiang Wen She is their foundation, no matter what programs He Xiangdong has appeared on in the past and what awards he has won, the two old men have no confidence in their hearts, because the number of audiences in Xiang Wen Society has not increased, and the roots of Xiang Wen Society have not become stronger.

And now the root system of Xiangwenshe has finally begun to grow, and the sapling that Xiangwenshe has been planting for eight years is finally about to start growing.