991 My son

San Francisco, the first stop of overseas performances, Xiang Wenshe came up with all the best jokes this time, they have traditional jokes, and there are also new jokes.

But even if it's a traditional joke, they have undergone certain changes to make these traditional old jokes a little more charming.

This performance is very exciting, talking and singing, wonderful, He Xiangdong and they sang the traditional Chinese cross talk art to the other side of the ocean.

This is a great progress in traditional art, and it is also a great glory of traditional cross talk.

From the day of its birth to the present, it is the first time that someone has gone abroad to do a commercial performance, and it has been so successful.

He Xiangdong is also an extraordinary person.

After the performance is over, it will be time to return.

He Xiangdong asked the time, and it was already half past eleven in the evening, and He Xiangdong knew that the time would definitely be exceeded.

The theater side is already urging He Xiangdong to end the performance as soon as possible, and also said that He Xiangdong has exceeded the time, and if it doesn't end, they will make He Xiangdong pay liquidated damages, and even said that they will sue He Xiangdong.

Qiao Yu was also negotiating with the people in the theater, and the people in the theater had a hole in their brains......

He Xiangdong didn't care so much, he had to be responsible for the audience when he went on stage, and if he performed well, he must perform the whole performance well, and he was responsible for his food, clothing, and parents.

Encore.

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo took the stage again, the enthusiasm of the audience was undiminished, and few people in the audience left, and everyone was still very excited.

Seeing He Xiangdong and Xue Guo coming out again, the audience immediately burst into applause and applause.

The two bowed and stood.

He Xiangdong's body is a little tired, after all, they are all in their thirties, and their physical fitness is indeed not as good as before, and their bodies are tired, but their spirits are still very excited.

He Xiangdong has been in art for more than 20 years now, and he says that he will do one line of resentment, but He Xiangdong's love for cross talk has never faded over the years.

On the contrary, with the development of time, He Xiangdong has become more in love with this industry, as long as there are still audiences who like to listen to his cross talk, he will keep talking, and whether he makes money or not is secondary.

Because for him, talking about cross talk has become a kind of enjoyment.

He Xiangdong stood up in front of the stage, smiled, glanced at the audience that was still full of pits, and said: "Aren't you a little wondering, didn't the performance end just now, why did these two come up again?"

Xue Guo also said: "Yes, you give an explanation." ”

He Xiangdong said seriously: "We have been talking for a long time, we are thirsty and tired, we originally said to go down to rest and rest, but just now the host said a kind word to us, and we came back again." ”

Xue Guo held it and asked, "Oh, what did the host say?"

"The host spoke to us very politely. He Xiangdong showed a kind smile, but suddenly yelled in his mouth: "Go back." ”

Xue Guo was taken aback: "Huh." ”

"Haha......" the audience laughed.

The baggage sounded.

He Xiangdong spread his hands and said helplessly: "So we can only come back." ”

Xue Guo also said: "Hey, yes, I was coaxed up." ”

He Xiangdong said: "Since you have come up, then let's say a few more words." ”

Xue Guo said: "Then let's talk a little more." ”

He Xiangdong thought for a while and said, "We are all in our thirties now, and Teacher Xue is a few years older than me." ”

Xue Guo said: "I'm older than you." ”

He Xiangdong pondered: "Then you are forty this year, right?"

Xue Guo said: "Yes, forty years old. ”

He Xiangdong suddenly sighed: "We were all young men when we met back then, and now in a blink of an eye, we are all close to middle age." ”

Xue Guo also sighed a little: "Yes, time flies so fast." ”

He Xiangdong said: "Now we all have sons and daughters, hey, you all know my son, right?"

He Xiangdong asked the audience.

"En......" The audience agreed.

He Xiangdong said helplessly: "The child is naughty, even my son can't be skinny, it's not worrying at all." ”

Xue Guo replied: "Child, it's all like this, it's normal. ”

He Xiangdong said: "My son is nine years old and is now in primary school. Teacher Xue's son is ten years old, right?"

Xue Guo said: "Nine and a half years old. ”

He Xiangdong said: "Yes, they are about the same age anyway, and the two children often play together, sometimes often playing backstage, and then pick them up when our performance is over." ”

Xue Guo said: "It's often like this. ”

He Xiangdong said: "Just last time, just a few days before we went abroad, the two children played in the background, and they didn't play a big game, just rock-paper-scissors, but the two children were not pure play, they also gambled something." ”

Xue Guo was surprised: "Is this still a bet?"

He Xiangdong said: "That's right, the two children guess boxing and gambling, they say that whoever guesses the boxing loses will die dad." ”

"Haha......" the audience laughed.

Xue Guo was also dumbfounded: "This bet is too big, right?"

He Xiangdong glared and said, "I'm angry, what is this thing called, I went over to scold the two children." ”

Xue Guo also said: "You have to educate and educate well." ”

He Xiangdong said: "I went to teach Teacher Xue's son a lesson, I pointed at the child with my finger and asked him very sternly, 'You make it clear, it was your own father who lost and died, or the so-called father'." ”

"Haha......" The audience burst into laughter again.

Xue Guo reacted at this time, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Hey, what is this called? What is a father, what is a so-called father." ”

He Xiangdong covered his mouth and said cautiously: "Did I tell the truth?"

"Woo ......" the audience coaxed.

Xue Guo also pushed He Xiangdong angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

He Xiangdong also hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, after talking about your son, I will also scold my son." ”

Xue Guo said: "You have to teach a good lesson." ”

He Xiangdong said angrily: "I'm angry when I talk about this, this kid is usually skinny enough, but now he is doing this kind of thing, I want to beat him, I have to scold him today?"

"Come over to me. He Xiangdong roared angrily, slapped his right hand, glared at his eyes and scolded: "Okay, you stinky boy, I think you are looking for a fight, are you talking about human words, how old are you, you have learned to gamble?"

Xue Guo hurriedly said: "Hey, no, you don't care about the dead father?"

The audience laughed again, and a few of them leaned forward and backward to slow down.

He Xiangdong said: "Anyway, that's what it means, you have to criticize them." ”

Xue Guo said: "Criticism is due, but you also have to say something serious." ”

He Xiangdong nodded: "I'm done talking about the juniors, let's talk about the juniors." I like to talk about some interesting stories about Mr. Xue's father and my son. ”

"What's that?" Xue Guo shouted.