Chapter 851: Drifting Snow

The commercial performance time of Henan Station is set for November 15th, which is already November, and the north is already snowy and cold, but it makes people's minds very clear.

According to the past practice, the actors of Xiangwen Club came here one or two days in advance. They came directly by train from Beijing, which also learned the lesson of the last Tianjin commercial performance.

Last time Tianjin commercial performance, the other actors of Xiangwen Society were blocked on the road, and He Xiangdong almost didn't go crazy.

Later, they tried to run as little as possible by car, this kind of thing is too unreliable, and the plane is easy to be delayed, especially in winter, and now there is heavy snow everywhere, and if it is not good, it will be delayed or the flight will be canceled.

So the most reliable thing is to take the train.

The preparations for this time went well, and all the actors of the Xiangwen Society were in place, and they were waiting to perform.

They arrived a day in advance, the next night was a performance, and that night the commercial performance team invited guests to dinner, and the actors of Xiangwen Society also had a full meal of Henan food.

Early the next morning, none of the early risers stayed in the hotel for breakfast, and all went out.

Henan people like to drink soup for breakfast, generally Hu spicy soup or mutton soup, He Xiangdong they found a sheep soup restaurant, a big bowl of hot mutton soup belly, the whole person is warm, full of Tai.

In the morning, they walked around a little bit, but they didn't move much, because it was snowing again soon, and today's weather forecast said that there was snow, and sure enough, it was.

After lunch, the actors all went to the theater to familiarize themselves with the venue, and then they got ready backstage.

The theater stage has also been installed for a long time, which is also the style of the traditional quyi stage, with three microphones standing in front of a table covered with red cloth, and a beam of light above the stage just illuminates the table and the microphone, and the stage is dark all around.

This side of the table is very noble in the dark, cocoon and independent. He Xiangdong When they were familiar with the theater, when they saw the furnishings on the stage, they all showed satisfied smiles, there was nothing better than this.

In the evening, the snow outside slowly began to fall, but this still could not stop the enthusiasm of the audience, and the entrance of the theater was already crowded with audiences and scalpers.

He Xiangdong looked at the gradually expanding snowflakes in the background, stunned.

Xue Guo was swaying around in a jacket, and when he saw He Xiangdong stunned here, he asked, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

He Xiangdong came back to his senses, he shook his head and smiled, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly thought of the previous performance." The old-timers all say that the artists who abandon the ground are half the wind, and the rain is all over, and in snowy weather like today, I'm afraid we cross talk artists can't earn a penny. ”

Xue Guo was also stunned, he had never touched the ground, nor had he tried such bitterness.

He Xiangdong narrowed his eyes, and he remembered the years when he followed his master into the rivers and lakes, it was so bitter and sweet at that time.

He Xiangdong glanced at the black crowd outside the window again, and now he should have started to check the ticket, he was also thinking in his heart, I don't know if those old-timers who abandoned the ground would ever think that cross talk would have such a day?

Maybe I thought about it, maybe I didn't dare to think about it at all.

He Xiangdong retracted his gaze, shook his head slightly, and threw out all the thoughts in his mind, he turned his head and shouted: "Second brother, go and call Xiao Gao over, I'll say a few words to him." ”

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After Gao Gangkong sang bamboo board books last time he got his senses, He Xiangdong took him on a national tour with him, and didn't let him play, just asked him to help with him, but this was an excellent opportunity for him to gain insight.

After each performance, they will also go back to Beijing, where Gao Ganglong performed several times in the small theater.

didn't say cross talk, they were all showing some other things, showing bamboo board books, Taiping lyrics, allegro and the like, mainly singing, all of them are some erotic and loving songs, Xiao Gao's voice is soft, suitable for singing this type.

Xiao Gao has grown up very quickly during this time, and now he is no longer nervous on the stage, and he can still make two jokes with the audience and shake a few burdens on stage.

Xiao Gao's growth He Xiangdong sees it in his eyes, this kid is good now, so this time he came to Henan to perform, He Xiangdong also plans to let him stand on the commercial performance and make a bright appearance, and let him see the big scene.

It's not that he wants to talk about cross talk, he talks about cross talk jokes, He Xiangdong has to take it seriously for him, he can't afford to talk about cross talk at this time.

According to He Xiangdong's plan, just let him come on the field to greet everyone at the beginning, and then say a few words casually.

If this kid behaves well, then the final return can also call him out to meet his fellow countrymen and sing a couple of words to his fellow countrymen.

So before the opening, He Xiangdong told Gao Ganglong again.

Gao Ganglong was obviously still a little nervous about this kind of big stage, but this kind of nervousness was within the normal range, not the kind of nervousness he had before.

If this goods were still the same as before, He Xiangdong would have driven him back to Beijing long ago. The current Gao Ganglong is really different.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, it was pitch black outside, and only the dim street lamps were shining on the fluttering snowflakes, which was beautiful.

The inside of the theater is already full, and the heating inside the theater is also very open, which dispels the cold outside and is very warm.

The lights in the audience are already on, but the lights on the stage are still concentrated on the table in the middle, and the little light in the darkness is very attractive.

At seven o'clock, the actors of the Literary Society appeared.

Accompanied by the sound of music, the stage headlights were instantly lit, and the actors came out of the stage door one after another, and there were ten actors standing on the stage, He Xiangdong and Xue Guo were in the front.

"Good ......" the audience applauded loudly.

He Xiangdong squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and he smiled: "There are a lot of audiences here today." ”

A group of spectators responded: "The empty seats are full." ”

"Hahaha......" He Xiangdong suddenly laughed.

Xue Guo also laughed out loud, and he said, "The people of Henan know about your thing." ”

He Xiangdong learned a sentence from Henan: "I'm a good girl, and I'm also famous." “

There was laughter from the audience again.

He Xiangdong smiled and was a little serious: "This is the penultimate stop of our national tour of Xiangwen Society, and we have come to Henan." Now there is still snow outside, in the past, the cross talk industry said that the wind was halved and the rain was all over, like this kind of heavy snowy weather, like the cross talk predecessors who used to leave the ground, they had to starve to death. ”

"We have caught up with a good time, and we have also caught up with a good audience, everyone, in the wind and rain, we have your praise, we are grateful to our hearts. There is no gentleman who does not raise artists, without you, there will be no us, everyone, more praise. ”

He Xiangdong hugged his fists and bowed, and also bowed to the actors of the literary society.

"Good ......" the audience applauded loudly.

He Xiangdong straightened up and said, "It's snowing outside anyway, if you don't leave in a hurry, let's talk a little later, and we'll talk a little more." ”

"Good ......" was another round of applause.

He Xiangdong said: "When you come to the stage, I will introduce myself first, so that you can all know these actors on our stage." ”

Xue Guo nodded: "Yes, I have to introduce it." ”

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