He Xiangdong almost ran back to the theater laughing all the way, this kid is too mischievous.

Not long after he arrived at the backstage of the theater, Lin Zhengjun was carried in, his face was flushed, his steps were vain, his body was full of alcohol, and his eyes were straight when he was drinking.

Someone came to bring Lin Zhengjun in, put him on a big chair, and poured a cup of hot water, just as the actors were backstage.

Bai Fengshan said: "Oh, Lao Lin, how much have you drunk?"

Lin Zhengjun was drunk and said with a big tongue: "Not much...... Just three bottles of white, hehe......"

Bai Fengshan frowned and said, "Why do you drink so much?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled: "You don't even know that...... Those grandchildren, don't drink...... I don't even do anything for you. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a look of helplessness in their eyes.

Bai Fengshan asked again: "Is everything settled then?"

Lin Zhengjun patted his chest and said in a rough voice: "My old Lin is out of the horse, so what can't be solved, they said let Dongzi delay for a few days, and he will be able to come to power again next Monday, and remember to hide when he encounters someone to check in the future, and there is no salary." ”

"Great. ”

Everyone was excited, and He Xiangdong was also surprised.

Fang Wenqi came over and patted He Xiangdong's little head and said, "Thank you Uncle Lin soon." ”

He Xiangdong also bowed to Lin Zhengjun very respectfully, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Uncle Lin, you have bothered a lot." ”

Lin Zhengjun waved his hand and said: "Dongzi, you don't have to thank me, you are the big horn of our theater, we are still pointing to you to eat, if you don't go on stage, we will be hungry." ”

Everyone nodded, although He Xiangdong is young, he is indeed a big horn, more than half of those audiences are coming for this child, and they can sell tickets when they go out with their names, isn't this just pointing to other people's meals.

He Xiangdong scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "This is all lifted by the audience, and my master and uncle held me and said, I can't do it alone." In the past two days, I have been preparing well, and when I come to the stage again, I will definitely come up with a good job that can sell meat for money, a good job of selling meat. ”

Fang Wenqi said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you are not old yet, and the law does not allow you to sell meat." ”

Yang San hurriedly retorted: "You can't sell meat at any age." ”

Everyone laughed, these people who talked about cross talk on and off the stage were equally funny, and they were very easy-going, without a little horn, and the other actors in the theater respected them very much.

Yang San asked Lin Zhengjun again: "Old Lin, have you inquired about which bastard reported us?"

Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Lin Zhengjun, and their eyes became serious.

Lin Zhengjun nodded and said, "I found out, it was the grandsons of the Fenghua Club who did it." ”

Bai Fengshan slapped his palms and said angrily: "I know that it is those grandsons, and other theaters are a little far away from us, just he is close to us, this is jealousy that we are prosperous now." ”

Fenghua Club is a quyi club, the performances in it are more miscellaneous, there are storytellers, singing drums, singing pendants, singing allegro, and Beijing qinshu, they are a real quyi club, unlike Liancheng, although Liancheng Club is called quyi, but it was mainly based on opera before.

To say that these two are quite close to each other, originally because the main business is different, everyone has different audiences, but there is no conflict, and the business of Fenghua Club is much better than that of Liancheng.

Since He Xiangdong's three cross talk came, they have completely brought prosperity to Liancheng, especially when they can sell extra seats at night, which makes Fenghua red-eyed, thinking that Liancheng has robbed them of their business. Fenghua's boss reported the person in a fit of anger, alas, the wealth is moving, and the peers are chilling.

Yang San said angrily: "These grandsons, they can't do what they can't do, they actually come to Yin, they have the ability to come to the door to challenge, even if they lose, I can afford to look down on them, and now they are playing this kind of yin trick, it's too shameless." ”

Fang Wenqi's face is also very gloomy, he is a very old-school artist, and his body is very heavy, Fenghua Club does this to break the old rules, you have an opinion on a field, you can come to the door to smash the kiln (smash the field), you can also find the other party to come out and compare, no one will have an opinion, and some seniors will be intermediaries to mediate.

can be secretly reported, put this kind of trick to make people's yards unable to operate, this kind of trick to cut off people's lives was not allowed in the past, once you use it, you won't be able to mix in this line of work, and you will be rejected by everyone. But now this kind of rule has long ceased to exist, and it's hard to say whether the people in the Fenghua Club know that there is such a rule.

Lin Zhengjun shook his dizzy head and said: "I remember Fenghua's group of grandsons, I actually dare to play yin tricks with me, and I don't ask who my old Lin is, I am a ancestor when I play yin tricks, and I will wait for me." ”

Fang Wenqi opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything to persuade him, the acupuncture head has the responsibility of the acupuncture head, and the acupuncture has to solve the accident in the theater, since the other party broke the rules first, then there is nothing to say on his side, let Lin Zhengjun deal with it.

That night, the matter was solved, everyone was a little relaxed, and it was another night of big performances, and the audience responded very well.

He Xiangdong helped in the background, and also took care of the drunk Lin Zhengjun, and when Lin Zhengjun's wife came, he relaxed for a while after handing over the people.

After the end, I went home with the master, and the next morning I was still practicing and talking, cross talk is like this, you need to continue to hone on and off the stage to become a talent, no matter how good the talent is, you can't do it without honing.

In the afternoon, Fang Wenqi also took He Xiangdong to the theater, and he ran to the Dingfeng Restaurant when he was idle, and this child was not afraid of death.

Familiar with the way to the door of the house, He Xiangdong stood across the road, he didn't dare to go in, so he shouted from afar: "Old man, I'm here again." ”

The old man and the young man both walked to the door to look, now that it was past the meal, and there were no customers in the store, the young man looked at the old man, and then turned around and went to the back kitchen to get busy.

The old man smiled and beckoned to He Xiangdong, "Child, come here." ”

He Xiangdong said: "I can't go over, I ruined your business last night, what should I do if you beat me up?"

The old man smiled: "Forget the rules of our store, people who have the ability don't need money to eat, through these tests of you, you are indeed a capable person, as long as you come to me in the future, you don't need money." ”

As soon as he heard that he didn't need money for dinner, He Xiangdong's saliva immediately came down: "Old man, don't lie to me, what if I go over and you beat me, I can't run." ”

The old man shook his head and smiled: "You kid is clever, come on, don't go anywhere else in the store, and if I beat you, you can find your adult, I'll be a bad old man, what else can I do with you." ”

He Xiangdong thought about the dozens of people in the theater, and he had a bottom in his heart at that time, he said as he walked: "Don't mess around, there are dozens of people in our family, you are not an opponent when you move." ”

The old man smiled and nodded.