He Xiangdong accompanied Tian Jiani to have another dinner with a smile that was a little full of burps, in fact, many times men who get fat can't complain about themselves, isn't it force majeure like He Xiangdong. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He wanted to resist, but the suppression of this thing was so terrible that he didn't dare to defy the law, so this was real force majeure, well, there was nothing wrong with this explanation.

After eating the second dinner, He Xiangdong accompanied Tian Jiani for a walk on the street, in fact, He Xiangdong was too tired to do it, he had run so long in front of him, he really couldn't walk now.

But it can't be done if he doesn't leave, his stomach is about to burst, he didn't eat less of the meal just now, Tian Jiani has been serving him vegetables, he didn't even dare to say that he has a bad appetite, he just needs a mouth, Tian Jiani's eyes immediately widened.

He Xiangdong swallowed his tears and rice together, no, he is almost dying now, he feels that his belly is about to burst, and he remembers that the last time he ate like this was seven years ago.

At that time, it was in Jiangxi, he and the master used up the coils, and then the city didn't let them sell their arts, and the two of them didn't even have the money to take a car to the countryside, so they could only walk all the way over, and they didn't eat for two days.

Later, I met a family with a full moon wine, and the two of them went to the hall to perform for others, so they got a full meal, He Xiangdong still remembers how much his stomach ate that day, although it took several days later, but he still can't forget the bitter happiness at that time.

Although life is not too good now, it is much stronger than then, and I can eat enough after all, right?

The two walked slowly on the road, Tian Jiani said with a smile on her face, "Do you dare to be late in the future." ”

He Xiangdong shook his head and said indifferently: "Of course I don't dare." ”

Tian Jiani glanced at him and asked, "Do you hold on?"

He Xiangdong was also laughing, raised his head slightly, and said, "It's okay." ”

Tian Jiani rolled her eyes, patted He Xiangdong's bulging belly, and chuckled: "Look at your virtue." ”

He Xiangdong raised his head proudly.

……

In the evening, He Xiangdong went back to Zhang Kuoru's house, and Tian Jiani went back to her own home. The object of their conversation has not been to Tian's house until now, and he has returned to Beijing now, and he thinks it is better to find a suitable time to go to the door, otherwise it will be a bit unusual.

The next day, He Xiangdong went to perform at the Xiangwen Society again, and the art troupe gave him a week's leave, and he didn't have much time to rest, he had to perform every day, and he was very busy.

The number of guests in Xiang Wenshe is currently quite stable, about 100 people, if it is better, it can be 200, and after paying the rent, water and electricity and other expenses, the income of these actors is also quite good.

Of course, He Xiangdong's goal is not limited to this, he is not satisfied with the status quo, but now he wants to quickly increase the popularity of Xiangwen Society and increase the number of audiences, which is more difficult, Su Xiaoya has also thought of a lot of ways before, but unfortunately they have little effect.

At present, the only thing that can be done is to hold a horn, as long as the horn wrist is big enough, it will naturally attract more audiences.

This is also the fundamental reason why He Xiangdong is willing to follow the art troupe for several months to perform on the Western Front.

Now that the show was over, he was waiting, waiting for the opportunity he deserved.

The afternoon performance was normal, He Xiangdong's popularity was quite high, he didn't perform last night, but Zhang Wenhai and these people told the audience the news that He Xiangdong was back, and told them that He Xiangdong would perform tomorrow.

The audience is also very popular, there are a lot of people here today, more than 15 years old, this is still on weekdays, if it is a weekend, it is estimated that there will be a little more.

After the end, He Xiangdong took off his coat and gave Chen Jun money to buy food, and he rested in the background by himself, and before he sat for a while, a visitor came.

"Xiao Dongzi, someone is looking for you outside. Zhang Wenhai entered the door and said to He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong was hanging up the coat he had taken off, and when he heard this, he turned around and said in surprise: "Looking for me?"

Zhang Wenhai also performed three times in the afternoon, and he was so tired that he lay down on the recliner and said casually: "Where do I know where to go, just an old man, saying that he came to look for you, just outside, you can go out and have a look by yourself." ”

"Old man?" He Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, and then his heartbeat skipped a beat, and for a moment, He Xiangdong felt that his scalp was numb: "Could it be him?"

He Xiangdong didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately ran out, until he reached the gate of Xiangwen Society, and he finally saw the old man.

The old man had his hands behind his back, his beard was white, but he was very energetic, his face was ruddy, and he was raising his head and looking at the signboard of the Xiangwen Society with interest, as if every dilapidated place on the signboard was a historical imprint worth studying.

He Xiangdong looked at the old man, his pupils shrank slightly, although he only glanced at the old man last time, he still saw it through the rear windshield in the back seat of the taxi, but he still recognized it.

This old man is Wang Miwei, the old man who recorded himself, and the person who controls the entire nine-head case, and he is also a stand-up comedy grandmaster-level figure.

Wang Miwei also seemed to feel that someone next to him was looking at him, so he looked at He Xiangdong slightly, his eyes were tepid, and he had a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world, he put down his hands, smiled at He Xiangdong, and bowed his head.

Rao is He Xiangdong, who has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, his heartbeat is beating fast at this time, he can't help but be excited, a generation of grandmasters of stand-up comedy, judging from the recording he gave himself, He Xiangdong dares to assert that this old man is definitely the first person in stand-up comedy today.

And the purpose of the old man's coming to Beijing is also very clear, that is, to pass on the whole nine-headed case to himself, the whole book that the cross talk industry is extremely eager to look forward to.

He Xiangdong forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and slowly walked to the old man Wang Miwei, and when he got closer, he found that the old man was quite tall, half a head taller than himself, and the old man had a smell that made people smell very comfortable, he couldn't tell it, but he liked it very much.

"Mr. Wang, greetings to you, boy He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong followed the rules of the rivers and lakes and clasped his fists in salute.

The old man Wang Miwei looked at He Xiangdong with kind eyes, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he always had a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed, and asked, "He Xiangdong...... An apprentice with a golden mouth and a silver tongue?"

He Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, but still responded: "Yes." ”

Wang Miwei smiled and asked, "Who is the teacher of the cross talk door?" (To be continued.) )