Later, Ding Jinyang never went to that theater again, and that theater was tracking down the guy who smashed the stone lion at their door with his face covered that day for a long time, but unfortunately there was no clue at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until many years later that Ding Jinyang had already become famous and well-known in the industry, and the owner of the theater had also made his business bigger, and the two met by chance at a party and talked about it again.

The boss who learned the truth almost didn't laugh out of tears, he didn't expect that the broken stone lion at their door was actually related to the three top legendary celebrities in cross talk, and he called it an honor.

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After they were full of wine and food, they went home, and He Xiangdong lived his full life again, learning arts, teaching apprentices, performing, and falling in love...... Ordinary busy, ordinary wonderful.

The video of He Xiangdong in the cross talk final was not broadcast on the TV station after all, this is what Hou Sanye meant, and it is also the meaning of the vast majority of people in the cross talk industry.

He Xiangdong didn't have much opinion on this, he knew that Hou Sanye wanted to protect him, he was just a fledgling little bird, and he couldn't fight those adult vultures at all.

Hou Sanye hopes that he will keep his head and wait until he has the ability and status to promote his ideas.

Intellectually and strategically, Hou Sanye's suggestion is actually the most reasonable and appropriate, but He Xiangdong still has hesitation in his heart, he has never been a person who is good at compromise, especially in art.

But it's not okay if he doesn't compromise, he can't fight the entire cross talk world alone, and now if he wants to be popular, he can only be on TV, and he needs to increase his exposure on TV shows for a long time.

There are very few crosstalk TV programs in the quyi category, and those programs are still in the hands of those people, He Xiangdong dares to challenge them, then the TV show will have nothing to do with him, and it will be even more difficult for him to be popular, and it is even more impossible.

If He Xiangdong succumbs to them, coupled with the help of Hou Sanye, He Xiangdong's ability will be a well-known wrist in a few years.

In this doorway, Hou Sanye told He Xiangdong very clearly, and He Xiangdong was also quite irritable during this time.

He insists very much on his artistic point of view, and even more insists on the concept of talking about cross talk, but if he wants to promote his ideas and change the cross talk world, he can only do it according to Hou Sanye's suggestion, but He Xiangdong is unwilling.

Alas......

He Xiangdong was very annoyed, and the old and young in the garden could also see their class master's troubles, so no one bothered him.

It wasn't until the evening that the performance was over, and it was already late at night, and He Xiangdong received a phone call, a phone call that surprised him.

This call was from Du Yuefeng, he and Du Yuefeng had met at the Peony Award Storytelling Competition, and there was no intersection on weekdays, and he didn't expect Du Yuefeng to contact him.

The thing Du Yuefeng said was very simple, let him go to the radio group to find Yuan Lao the day after tomorrow, saying that Yuan Lao had something to find him.

Before He Xiangdong could ask why, Du Yuefeng hurriedly hung up the phone, and He Xiangdong touched his nose and was bored.

After returning home, He Xiangdong also told Zhang Kuoru about it, Zhang Kuoru said that Yuan Lao was angry with him, and said that he asked He Xiangdong to go there to record a review book, and find an opportunity to try to broadcast it on the radio to see the effect.

This is to promote He Xiangdong and give him a chance, He Xiangdong was also very moved, so he agreed. Early the day after tomorrow, He Xiangdong hurried to the radio group and also saw Yuan Lao.

Yuan Lao is in good spirits and has a smile on his face.

He Xiangdong said very politely: "Uncle, hello." ”

Yuan Lao started earlier than Zhang Kuoru, Zhang Kuoru had to be called a senior brother by taking care of others, and He Xiangdong naturally wanted to call someone to be a senior uncle.

Yuan Lao nodded with a smile, asked He Xiangdong to sit down, and said to Du Yuefeng beside him: "Come, Xiao Du, pour you a cup of tea for Uncle He." ”

Du Yuefeng's face was dark, and he poured a cup of tea and brought it to He Xiangdong.

After He Xiangdong thanked him, he put the tea on the coffee table and didn't drink it.

Yuan Lao smiled and said: "Xiao He, you can relax a little when you come to me, with the relationship between our two families, you don't need to see each other too much, you can be casual yourself." ”

"Okay. He Xiangdong answered, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Yuan Lao leaned on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, he was very casual, he said: "I came to you today, there is nothing else, I just want you to take a look at the environmental facilities on our side, and let Xiao Du take you to see the recording equipment on our side when the time comes." In the afternoon, you can record a short part here to try it, and if the effect is good, let's record a set of books first, and then broadcast it on the radio broadcast. ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle, that, Xiao Du, I'm sorry for you. He Xiangdong also thanked Du Yuefeng.

Du Yuefeng's face stinked even more.

After chatting a little bit, Du Yuefeng took He Xiangdong to see the recording equipment here, although Du Yuefeng didn't look at He Xiangdong very well, but the two had no grudges after all, Du Yuefeng still told He Xiangdong about the recording process, precautions, and the role of various equipment here.

Only then did He Xiangdong know that there were so many ways to make a simple recording, and he, a hard-pressed folk idle artist who was free from the system, was an eye-opener this time, and he had a good experience.

He Xiangdong ate lunch in the canteen of their unit, and after a short rest, He Xiangdong was going to the recording studio to record a commentary, first record a short paragraph to see the effect, Yuan Lao took headphones outside the recording studio to He Xiangdong as a producer, this treatment is quite good.

He Xiangdong sat alone in the recording studio, looking at the pile of unfamiliar instruments in front of him, he still felt quite novel, there was a table in front of him, and all the things that should be needed for commenting were all placed.

Outside the glass wall, there was a teacher who controlled the instrument to tune the tone, Yuan Lao also brought headphones to check He Xiangdong, and Du Yuefeng was also there, Yuan Lao asked him to study.

The teacher who controlled the instrument shouted with a microphone to He Xiangdong inside, "Teacher He, are you ready?"

He Xiangdong heard the voice from the earphones he was carrying, he nodded slightly, and said, "It's ready." ”

The teacher said, "Okay, let's start the official recording next, come, I'll start officially when I count to one, five, four, three, two, one." ”

As the words fell, the teacher pushed the instrument button in front of him.

He Xiangdong looked straight ahead and recited the final poem: "The sky is cold, and the ground is rolling hydrangea." There is a stuffing and it is a bun, but there is no filling...... Smack......"

Wake up to the sound, but He Xiangdong's next few words were speechless.