He Xiangdong's hand holding the mobile phone trembled, and his heart trembled. He closed his eyes, turned off his phone and put it in his trouser pocket, he let out a breath and glanced at everyone backstage to see that no one was paying attention to him.

He Xiangdong frowned slightly, his expression was a little solemn, but soon he turned his head again, and he didn't tell anyone about the text message on his mobile phone.

He Xiangdong sighed softly, his face was a little hesitant, and he looked at the statue of the ancestor Dongfang Shuo in the background, as well as the tablet and photo of his master Fang Wenqi.

He Xiangdong looked deeply several times, his expression finally became firm, he subconsciously covered his trouser pockets, and then closed his hands and clenched his fists, putting his hands on his abdomen.

He Xiangdong's slight changes, none of these actors in the backstage found out, everything is as usual.

The actors are very excited, after all, this is the National Center for the Performing Arts, and it is quite a face-saving thing to be able to perform here. Even characters like Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang, who are accustomed to seeing scenes, are a little red with excitement at this moment.

Not to mention the other actors, there are some actors who are not qualified to perform tonight, but they are very proud to be able to walk around here, and they can boast to their friends and family for half a year when they go back.

How many people in the entertainment industry can perform here now?

The backstage actors are very excited, and the audience at the front desk is also very excited and excited, the people who come here to watch the performance are all fans of Xiang Wenshe, they have all supported Xiang Wenshe and He Xiangdong for many years, and they have also accompanied He Xiangdong to experience a lot.

Now that they see that Xiangwen Society is getting better and better, and He Xiangdong is getting better and better, they are also very excited, very excited, and honored.

So now the audience is very excited, and He Xiangdong can clearly hear the cheers and laughter of the audience in front of the stage backstage.

Tonight is a feast of cross talk, and tonight is a big day for Xiangwen Society.

Tonight is also the day when the actors of the Bunsha perform to the audience.

The last point is the most important point.

A cross talk actor, no matter what height he goes, he must never forget this.

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The cross talk programs are one after another, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo are the second to appear, and the order in which they usually appear is two, four, six, and the commercial performances are generally about the same.

Tonight is a large-scale performance, and it is the closing ceremony of the tour of Xiangwen Society, He Xiangdong would like to thank the audience who have supported Xiang Wenshe for so many years, so they are preparing to perform this performance at twelve o'clock tonight.

There are eight programs arranged, and He Xiangdong and Xue Guo perform four, which are 2468. There are four big jobs, thanks to He Xiangdong and Xue Guo's young and vigorous, otherwise they would really be tired and vomit blood.

Mr. Zhang Wenhai Mr. Zhang was seriously ill and very unwell, so he did not come to tonight's performance. Since Zhang Wenhai was diagnosed with the disease, his body has been much weaker in the past two years, his whole person has lost weight, and his hair is also snow-white. He Xiangdong also went to see Zhang Wenhai two days ago, and Mr. Zhang is now struggling to even speak, and he can't even speak.

He Xiangdong sighed, he has known Zhang Wenhai for ten years, and the old gentleman has been helping him and helping him all the way to the present, if it were not for Mr. Zhang, Xiangwen Society would not have survived today, and there would be no today's achievements.

What a bad old man, what a good cross talk actor, but now he can't even speak.

He Xiangdong still remembers that when Mr. Zhang praised him for telling the truth, he forgot the words, He Xiangdong has been in the art for decades, and it is really the first time that he forgets words.

When He Xiangdong was preparing in the background, he suddenly walked out alone, and he walked through the corridor to another small room.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, He Xiangdong looked depressed, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, which was for Zhang Wenhai's daughter: "Hey, it's me." ”

The other end of the phone was a little surprised: "Teacher He, aren't you performing tonight, why do you still have time to call?"

He Xiangdong put his hand on the window, his fingers subconsciously buckled a few times, his brows furrowed tightly, and he said, "It's okay, everything went well with the show, I just wanted to call and ask how your father's health is, is it better?"

Zhang Wenhai's daughter is also taking care of him in the hospital, his daughter looked at Mr. Zhang lying on the hospital bed, and said to He Xiangdong: "It's okay, I can eat a little more today, I ate a bowl of small wontons in the evening, which is a little bit of appetite, mainly because he is not very comfortable after chemotherapy." ”

"Hmm. He Xiangdong responded and said: "That's okay, it's a good thing to be able to eat, you let the old man have a good rest, I'll go to see him after the performance." ”

"Good. The other end of the phone answered.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenhai turned his head to look at his daughter, who shook her phone and replied, "He Xiangdong called." ”

Zhang Wenhai frowned, looking puzzled.

He Xiangdong hung up the phone, looked at the night outside the window, and sighed deeply......

The eight performances ended, and the four returns were over, and it was already past one o'clock in the evening, and the performance ended, and the audience ended.

He Xiangdong signed autographs for the audience gathered in front of the stage, He Xiangdong has always been very good to the audience, and he also took the trouble to sign their names.

It's almost two o'clock.

The audience reluctantly left.

He Xiangdong and a group of other actors also changed their clothes and prepared to leave.

The staff of the theater yawned for a long time, and they didn't expect He Xiangdong and them to be able to perform for so long, and they had to wait so long.

When I first came to rent the theater, I said that it would be almost over at 12 o'clock, but now it has been postponed by two hours.

They were also speechless.

At the end of the performance, the actors were very excited, and the people of Huantian Media, the commercial performer, were also very happy, after all, the 10th anniversary tour of the Xiangwen Society had a perfect start and a perfect end.

For the actors of Xiangwen Society, which group in the cross talk industry can do this?

They have created miracles, a miracle that belongs to the cross talk world and the music industry.

For Huantian Media, they are also very successful, and they have also made a lot of money on this national tour. Moreover, with this tour, their company has accumulated a lot of experience in commercial performances, and has also made friends with commercial performers across the country, which is of great benefit to the future development of their company.

Everyone was happy.

Qiao Yu directly chartered a small banquet hall, and wanted to invite people from Xiang Wenshe, Huantian Media, and the theater to have a celebration banquet together, which can be regarded as one of the old rules of commercial performances.

After all, the commercial performance was very successful, and everyone can understand it when they are happy.

Qiao Yu waved his hand and said happily to everyone: "Come, let's go, I've chartered one or two buses, let's go directly to the hotel." ”

"Okay. ”

"Boss Qiao is arrogant. ”

"Haha, Boss Qiao, after we finish eating, what other activities are there?"

Qiao Yu replied: "It's okay, go to the bar, go to sing, you choose the place, I'll consume." ”

"Good. A crowd burst into applause.

Xue Guo was also laughing on the side.

Everyone had already changed their clothes and were ready to leave from the backstage.

Qiao Yu laughed a few times, looked at He Xiangdong on the side, and asked, "Teacher He, let's see if you have any good places to recommend, we will kill a group of people together after eating." ”

He Xiangdong's face was very solemn, he shook his head slightly, raised his eyes to look at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "The actors of Xiangwen Society, they are not allowed to attend the party tonight. ”

Everyone was stunned.

Qiao Yu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked, "This...... What's wrong?"

Xue Guo also frowned, he knew that Hou Sanye did not come to participate in the performance before, but he didn't know the reason, now seeing He Xiangdong's performance, a particularly bad thought suddenly rose in his heart, and he asked, "Is something happening?"

He Xiangdong took out his mobile phone, clicked on the text message he received before, and handed it to Xue Guo.

Xue Guo took it and took a look, his face changed instantly, and the whole person jumped up like a cat with a fried tail, and he exclaimed: "What?"

The text message was impressively written: "Teacher Ma had a heart attack and has passed away." ”