He Xiangdong still didn't fill in this lack of morality after all, he bowed deeply to the audience and stepped off the stage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The audience listening to the book in the audience was still reluctant, and a few of them were about to jump up and bite.

In today's storytelling competition, the three strongest have already appeared, and the performance level of those actors behind is very average, not that these people are really weak, but there is no harm if there is no comparison.

The audience's appetite was fed by these few people, and the storytellers in the back couldn't satisfy them, and when the next few people came on the stage, there was no one in the audience, but there were still a few left, but these are the family members of the actors, and they belong to the nature of cheerleading.

What a terrible word.

The selection of the Peony Award has blown up a lot of masters, but everyone knows that there are too few masters with names and surnames, there are too few masters like He Xiangdong Fu Sheng who are completely famous, and the two of them are already blessed by the ancestors, where do you dare to ask for too much.

Sure enough, the actors in the next few days were nothing to look at, and the strongest ones in this selection all came out on the first day.

Naturally, what happened to the Peony Award couldn't be hidden, and the storytelling was so big, and within two days, the news of Fu Sheng and He Xiangdong, the two dark horses, spread out.

The re-examination is videotaped throughout the whole process, and there are many old-timers who want to go back to watch the video of the competition, and of course more people have begun to inquire about the portals of these two people.

Fu Sheng's information is easier to inquire, and he immediately knows where this person comes from, he also has a storytelling portal, and his master is also a famous storyteller, but he has been active in the south, and he died early, so these storytellers in Beijing don't know that Fu Sheng is that person's apprentice.

After the news spread, Fu Sheng's fellow teacher in Beijing contacted him and talked and ate together.

The traditional industry is such a feature, it pays attention to the teacher's inheritance, the master and apprentice are like father and son, the master is like the family, the uncle is the uncle and uncle, and now they recognize their sons and nephews, and they will be contacted immediately, so Fu Sheng is still busy during this time.

There is a human side to the traditional artist industry, and there is also a very utilitarian side, if Fu Sheng is just a small artist with no ability, it will definitely not be possible to become a guest of so many big names in the same family.

They also saw Fu Sheng's strength and his potential, and now there is an opportunity for the Peony Award, maybe this person can't say it if he soars into the sky, and it's always right to have a good relationship in advance.

He Xiangdong's bottom was also checked, and the first thing that came out was his identity as a cross talk actor, the tradition of cross talk actors worshipping in the book commentary has existed since ancient times, and many famous cross talk actors now have storytellers, which is not an uncommon thing.

What needs to be clarified now is what He Xiangdong's storyteller inheritance portal is, and which storyteller he kowtowed to.

After checking the results, it was found that it could not be found at all.

At this moment, the big names in the storytelling industry were dumbfounded, this person can't be just a Haiqing, right?

This made many old gentlemen feel uncomfortable.

The few people who knew about He Xiangdong's mentorship also remained silent, Zhang Kuoru had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, who knows if he would like to make a comeback.

……

That's the thing, everyone didn't pay attention to it originally, but some people who participated in the storytelling competition couldn't stand it a little, and seeing that the customs clearance quota was gone, these people were going to jump.

Now seeing that a cross talk actor who has no storyteller has actually crossed the line to slap his face, this group of grandsons is reasonable, rumors have been spreading in the past few days, and some more stubborn old gentlemen have also said a lot of gossip.

Many people want to influence the final verdict of the jury through their private protests, and they only dare to do it in private, but no one dares to do it in the open.

"Senior Brother Du, this He Xiangdong is your fierce enemy, although you are very strong, you can't guarantee that people will have shit luck in case they go, so you have to guard against it. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Du, Teacher Gu is your master, you must be good at talking. We can't let this cross talk guy come to slap us in the face of the storytelling door, he was a big taboo in the old society, and he didn't have anything to say when we took his guy away. ”

"Senior Brother Du, we are all thinking about you, if you do your best, this matter will definitely be done. ”

"Brother Du......"

"Brother Du......"

……

This is the box of a hotel in Beijing, Du Yuefeng is sitting on the upper seat, his right hand is clutching a wine glass, and his bones are white.

The people sitting at the big round table are all the young generation of storytellers, and they are all the people who participated in the selection of the Peony Award together this time, Du Yuefeng always thought that this was just an ordinary party, who would have thought that this group of people were all here to encourage themselves. The more he listened, the angrier he became, his face was gloomy, and he was so black that he was about to drip water.

"Brother Du......"

Another person wanted to persuade, Du Yuefeng finally couldn't help it, the wine glass in his right hand slammed on the table, the mellow liquor splashed out violently, and he shouted: "Enough." ”

The table full of people was shocked.

Du Yuefeng glanced around at a few people, and didn't have the slightest intention to explain, so he got up angrily and left the table angrily, leaving a table of people looking at each other.

After a long time, the atmosphere of the scene slowly eased.

"What is this man doing?"

"What a bear temper, really. ”

"Brother Ma, he Du Yuefeng is unwilling to come forward, what should we do?"

The young man with a long horse face didn't look good, and it was obvious that this person was the one who took the lead: "Hmph, he Du Yuefeng doesn't want to forget it, let's just come by ourselves, this time we must not let this dead talk go up." ”

"Good ......"

"Good. ”

……

The next few days of storytelling were lively.

The famous storyteller Huang Shuzhang said at a private party that he didn't want to see a cross talk actor cross the line.

Ma Zitao, a famous storyteller, personally visited Mr. Gu, and the content of the conversation was unknown.

Storyteller Fang Zhenyu said that if he doesn't have a teacher, he is not a storyteller, and he can't come to participate in the storytelling competition.

……

There are all kinds of chickens, chickens and dogs jumping.

In the living room of the Bai family, Bai Kuoshan sat on the main seat, and Teacher Gu and Du Yuefeng sat on the guest seat.

Teacher Gu said: "That's the thing, uncle, what do you think?"

Du Yuefeng shrank in the corner of the sofa, without saying a word, his expression was sluggish.

Bai Kuoshan sighed slightly, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said leisurely: "Fame and fortune are the most moving, alas, this has not started the finals yet, these people can't help it, alas, ......"

Teacher Gu frowned, he has also been annoyed by this matter recently, according to the regulations, it doesn't matter if He Xiangdong comes to participate in the competition, but in this kind of traditional music industry, he has a lot of remnants of traditional concepts, and you can't say whether this view is good or bad.

Although he is the vice chairman of the music association, it does not mean that the storytelling industry is his hall, there are some people with higher grades than him, Mr. Gu thought about it and said: "Uncle Bai, can you see if we can talk about He Xiangdong's teacher, he is originally our fellow disciple." ”

Bai Kuoshan frowned: "I did ask, but Lao Zhang hasn't given me an answer yet." ”

Hearing this, Teacher Gu's brows furrowed even more, once He Xiangdong's mentorship was announced, Zhang Kuoru would have to go out of the mountain, but now I don't know if people are willing.

It's a tough thing to do.

The taste on Du Yuefeng's face was even more difficult to understand, since He Xiangdong was such a demon, the aura shrouded in his body seemed to dissipate overnight, and Young Master Du wanted to cry.

Teacher Gu also ignored him, this incident also made him discover the huge flaws in his apprentice's psychology, he plans to give his apprentice a few beatings now, otherwise this child will definitely have something to do in the future.

At this moment, a young man ran in from outside the house, he trotted to Bai Kuoshan's side, handed over a large envelope, and said, "Master, the letter from the post office is for you. ”

Bai Kuoshan took it, and as soon as he opened it, his eyes instantly froze.