Chapter 402: One day they will beg us to go to the Spring Festival Gala
He Xiangdong is still persuading: "It's okay, I'll ask you this time, I'll definitely find you two good techniques, I dare to guarantee that the service of the uncle is thoughtful, and your balls will definitely be rubbed." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Xue Guo was almost stunned, and he was not in the mood to be depressed, so he opened his mouth and squirted: "Get out, rub your uncle." β
He Xiangdong said: "Hey, I said why don't you know the hearts of good people." β
Xue Guo scolded: "Get out." β
Hou Sanye also came over with two bowls of noodles at this time: "Hey, what are you talking about, you seem to be very happy." β
He Xiangdong explained: "Isn't this the Spring Festival Gala show killed, Xue Guo was a little unhappy, and then said that he was going to take a bath in the bathhouse to have fun." β
Hou Sanye put the noodles on the table: "Come, taste it, fried noodles, I'll go get the sauce." I said, how can you young people have the same hobbies as old men, and go to the bath to have fun?
He Xiangdong replied: "Hey, isn't this the bath uncle rubbing the balls together, Xue Guo said that he wanted to relax." β
Hearing this, Hou Sanye almost fell to the ground.
Xue Guo's face also turned red, he regretted it now, he shouldn't have made such a joke in front of this bastard in the first place, but now this grandson is arrested.
Hou Sanye looked at Xue Guo in astonishment, glanced at his lower body several times, and finally said earnestly: "Guo'er, what, don't go to that kind of place." Alas, it's time for you to find a girlfriend, and Ming'er's godfather will introduce you to one. β
"No, not what you think. Xue Guo was anxious.
Hou Sanye pressed his hand and said: "It's okay, I can understand, I can understand, although your hobby is a little special, but I can also understand, it's okay child, it's not a big problem." β
Xue Guo was about to cry.
He Xiangdong held back a smile and his face was flushed, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Your uncle, I'll fight with you. Xue Guo pressed on He Xiangdong with a bear pounce, and his hands were about to pinch He Xiangdong's neck.
He Xiangdong was still shouting unknowingly: "I'm not a bathing master, it's useless for you to press on me." Uncle Hou save me, Xue Guo is sick again, help, help. β
"Shut up, you uncle. β
Hou Sanye looked at the two of them speechlessly, he was originally quite worried that these two children would not be able to stand this blow, and he also thought of a lot of words of comfort, but as a result, these two little bastards were not to mention how relieved they were, they had to worry about themselves.
Hou Sanye went to the kitchen to serve the sauce, and others cut the meat into small dices to boil the sauce, so after boiling, they only saw the taste of meat, but they couldn't taste the meat. He cut the meat into large pieces about the size of braised pork, and then boiled it slowly, so that in the end, when he chewed it, his mouth was slowly full of meat, which was very satisfying and enjoyable.
"Come on, okay, don't fight, hurry up and get some sauce and noodles to eat, otherwise it will be cold later." Hou Sanye urged the two of them.
Xue Guo got down from He Xiangdong at this time, picked up the noodle bowl and ate the noodles with a huffing face, and ruthlessly made several spoonfuls of sauce in his own bowl, it seemed that he was not very angry.
He Xiangdong was still smiling, as if he could see how cool it was for Xue Guo to sulk, he finished laughing before he picked up the noodle bowl, ate it in a big gulp, and said to Hou Sanye while eating: "Uncle Shi, the fried noodles you make are amazing, I have been in Beijing for more than two years, and I have eaten a lot of fried noodles, your skills are absolutely top-notch." β
Hou Sanye didn't eat noodles himself, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't hold me, just eat it if it's delicious, eat more if it's delicious, it's not enough." β
He Xiangdong nodded hurriedly, and his head was almost stuffed into the noodle bowl.
Hou Sanye looked at the two of them, thought about it, and decided to comfort: "Although you have not passed the fifth trial this time, it is not easy for you to get to this point, as a young man who hit the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, you can run to the fifth trial for the first time, and this achievement is already very rare." β
"It's normal that I haven't passed, I watched your show, there's nothing wrong with it, it's all good. But what about the Spring Festival Gala, to be honest, there are a lot of changes here, and there are a lot of things it considers, the Spring Festival Gala is not a ring, and it doesn't mean that those with strong ability will definitely be able to clear all the way. β
"So, it's not your fault this time, it's also fate, just come back next time. You showed your face this time anyway, and many seniors in the cross talk industry asked me about you, and you can be regarded as in their eyes. Although I can't go to the Spring Festival Gala this time, but after the New Year, I will also arrange other TV programs for you, don't worry about anything, I think others won't be able to gossip this time, your strength is here after all. β
He Xiangdong has been eating noodles and listening to Hou Sanye's words silently, his current mentality is very good, the Spring Festival Gala is just a party, artists have to rely on their own solid strength and serious attitude, if you fantasize about a party every day and become popular overnight, it will be a bit of putting the cart before the horse.
Xue Guo put down the noodle bowl, his face was heavy, and he asked, "It's nothing to eliminate us, but I just want to know why we were eliminated." β
Hou Sanye looked at He Xiangdong and found that He Xiangdong still looked indifferent, he nodded slightly, and then explained to Xue Guo: "I also went to inquire about this matter, and the review team said that your cross talk was too traditional, and said that it was afraid that the audience would not accept it, so it was defeated." β
Xue Guo's face tightened: "Is there really no one listening to traditional cross talk?"
He Xiangdong finally put down the noodle bowl, and he said: "Guo'er, don't listen to those laymen's nonsense, you know whether the audience likes to listen to traditional cross talk or not, when did we say that the audience of cross talk had a bad response?"
Xue Guo hesitated: "But now it's a fact that no one listens to the traditional cross talk of traditional quyi." β
He Xiangdong said coldly: "No one listens, they can only say that those artists are useless, why do you blame art for artists' problems?"
"Huh. Hou Sanye frowned and reminded He Xiangdong and asked him to pay attention to his words.
Xue Guo lowered his head silently and stopped talking, to be honest, the killing of the Spring Festival Gala this time was still a bit of a big blow to him, after all, he had reached the fifth trial, and he was a little bit away from the real stage, but he died here, how could he accept it.
"Alas......" He Xiangdong said: "Guo'er, you don't have to be sad, they don't like our cross talk, they can only say that they don't understand, as long as we talk about cross talk in a down-to-earth manner, one day they will beg us to go to the Spring Festival Gala." β
Xue Guo shook his head and laughed at himself: "Don't tease, how is it possible?"
Hou Sanye didn't believe He Xiangdong's words at all, the Spring Festival Gala is the best publicity platform for artists, so no matter how big you are, even if it is big enough to the sky, the Spring Festival Gala will only invite you at most, and it is impossible to ask artists to go to the Spring Festival Gala.
He was just a momentary angry talk from He Xiangdong, but He Xiangdong's gaze was extremely firm. (To be continued.) )