Chapter 624: The Year of Peace

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"Oh no, someone in the audience is making trouble. ”

There was a commotion in the audience. ”

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The actors of Xiangwen Society are all on stage, but there are still people backstage, many seniors in the Beijing opera industry are still staying backstage, Hou Sanye and these people are still there, Wang Miwei and Zhang Kuoru, the two Zhenshan treasures, are also still there.

Including the administrative team of Xiangwen Society and the people of Huantian Media, everyone is busy backstage, and as soon as something happens in the theater, the backstage will get the news.

Hou Sanye said at that time: "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

A group of seniors ran to the upper and lower doors to see the situation on the scene.

Qiao Yu also immediately said: "Let our people hurry up and take a look, see who is making trouble, and deal with it according to the plan." ”

The teams of the two companies are also moving.

On the contrary, it is Zhang Kuoru and Wang Miwei, the two old men, who are the least panicked, especially Wang Miwei, the old man is still teasing Xiaohe, take a look......

They know He Xiangdong's ability too well, they have eaten and seen it themselves, it is nothing for the audience to make trouble, if he He Xiangdong doesn't even have the ability to do this kind of ordinary thing, then he will not be able to do this commercial performance.

There are also a lot of media reporters in the theater today, and they are all stunned when they see this scene, what is the situation?

On stage, the faces of all the actors in Xiangwen Club changed, especially He Xiangdong's apprentices, where had they seen this, and they panicked at that time.

He Xiangdong's face also sank, and he looked at the messy scene with cold eyes.

There is enough chaos in the audience now, there are many people shouting and making trouble, there are also those who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they shout and shout, and those who can't stand the noisy environment and shout loudly; of course, there are also those who let everyone watch the performance quietly......

What a garbled word.

Everyone on the stage looked at each other, and then they all focused on He Xiangdong, he was the class leader, and now he was standing on the stage, this situation must be dealt with by him.

The faces of the seniors in the art industry who went up and down the stage also sank, and the music industry finally made a commercial performance that didn't lose money, and it didn't take long to be happy, good guys, this is just the beginning of such a big incident.

What's going on?

People in other industries don't know, how can Hou Sanye, these insiders of the cross talk industry, not know in their hearts, looking at the posture, it is obvious that someone is deliberately making trouble, as for who it is, does this still need to be asked?

I thought they were just scolding the street in the newspaper and suppressing it, but who knew that they actually ran into the theater to make trouble, which is too inferior.

"Shameless. Chu Cheng scolded angrily.

"I don't know the general situation, and I do it to the extreme, a bunch of scum. These words were scolded by Hou Sanye.

"No, I can't help but get angry. Chu Cheng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to the stage to help, there are some things that He Xiangdong is not easy to say, it is easy to cause trouble, he Chu Cheng is not afraid, he is about to retire, and he has long been fearless.

The old man Zhang Baoku was also there, and the old man grabbed Chu Cheng and said, "Stay honest, what are you doing, frizzy." ”

Chu Cheng hurriedly said: "But now that the audience is in such a mess, can we just do it and watch them make trouble?"

The old man Zhang Baoku said in a deep voice: "Okay, calm down, a handful of old people, why is the kung fu of qi cultivation still so bad, let that kid deal with it himself, what's the matter with you going up now?"

Chu Cheng was full of depression: "Old man, tell me, look at it, what a good thing it is for us to be able to hold a commercial performance in Xiangwen Society, look at those people again, what have they done, they even did such a thing as making trouble in the performance, do you have such a bad job, do you want to be shameless?"

Zhang Baoku's face also became gloomy, and he said coldly: "These people are becoming more and more disagreeable. ”

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On the stage, He Xiangdong had a calm face, looked at the scene with cold eyes, and never spoke, and after a while, those people saw He Xiangdong looking at them all the time, but they didn't speak, and their voices gradually became quieter.

At this time, He Xiangdong raised his breath, his voice came out from afar, and every word was clearly sent to the ears of every audience at the scene, this is real kung fu: "Everyone, if it is the audience of our Xiangwen Society, please calm down, let those troublemakers show their original form, I want to see who is making trouble in our performance today." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience heard them clearly, and the scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked around suspiciously, and those troublemakers did not dare to speak, for fear of becoming the target of the public.

The scene was quiet, but He Xiangdong was furious in his heart, and he deceived people too much, even if they scolded the street in the outside world, they also made trouble on their own performances.

This is a big taboo in the industry, cross talk artists pay attention to the fact that the play is bigger than the sky, even if there is a dead person in the family, they have to finish the performance before they can go home to mourn, and the performance is the artist's day.

But now they dare to sabotage so blatantly, they have all gone to other people's homes to smash their jobs, this is an undying revenge.

He Xiangdong glared angrily: "Our Xiangwen Society is just a group of grassroots artists in the folk, we have no power and no ability, we just want to talk to the audience well, that's all, are you so hard to force each other? ”

"Good. The vast majority of the audience who came supported Xiang Wenshe, and after listening to He Xiangdong's scolding, they all supported He Xiangdong with applause.

He Xiangdong continued: "The opening singing is one of the twelve lessons of our cross talk, and it is also a must-sing thing for major performances. ”

"Come, peaceful year. ”

The actors on the stage were stunned, Taiping Nian? This song card has not been right before, is it a new job?

He Xiangdong's eyes were cold, he took the fan in his hand, played out, opened his mouth and sang, and the tone was extremely high: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have found the teahouse, please hold the golden sign of the Xiangwen Society, and watch Xishan go to Beihai to talk about foxes." ”

came out with a sound, and the audience was shocked, this tune, this is really hard work.

The actors reacted immediately and sang in unison: "Taiping Year." ”

He Xiangdong continued to sing: "Who is good and who is fooled, everyone understands in their hearts." ”

Everyone reunited: "The year is peaceful." ”

"Good ......" The audience roared and applauded, the faces of those troublemakers changed, and in just two sentences, the audience had already returned to their hearts, and if they made trouble again, I am afraid they would really be torn apart by the audience.

The backstage seniors looked at each other and were puzzled.

The old man Zhang Baoku also asked, "When did he write this?"

Hou Sanye shook his head: "I don't know, I've never heard of it." ”

Chu Cheng asked, "This can't be what he just made up, right?"

"No, it won't. Mr. Shi said, but shook his head again: "It's really not good." ”

On stage, He Xiangdong was still singing: "The Qing Dynasty buried the hardcore crops, and the old-timers invented cross talk to attract laughter, and Zhang Sanlu was not afraid of his voice." ”

"The Year of Peace. ”

He Xiangdong sang: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push up the front waves." ”

"The year is peaceful. ”

He Xiangdong sang again: "After saying the traditional cross talk, the scolding sounded." You're fucking shitty and clever all your life. It's hard to tell the difference between true and false these days. ”

"The Year of Peace. ”

"What kind of big-tailed wolf, this is your big deal. ”

"The year is peaceful. ”

"Good. The atmosphere of the scene was stirred up by He Xiangdong's song, and the audience was filled with righteous indignation.

The backstage seniors were also surprised, you really dare to sing.

The media at the scene were also excited, they really wanted to make He Xiangdong their grandfather, it was so rewarding, every time they came to Xiangwen Society, they could get big news.

As for the troublemakers, their faces turned white.

He Xiangdong sang again: "Don't talk about the big stage of the mountains and rivers, and don't talk about the small stage of the Riba Teahouse, even if you are an emperor and a general, you have to have some pleasure." ”

"The Year of Peace. ”

He Xiangdong arched his hand and sang: "May you all be happy as a family and smile often." ”

"The year is peaceful. ”

"Good ......" The audience applauded for a long time.