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He Xiangdong asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Wu Jin smiled: "I thought it was a thread." ”

He Xiangdong was surprised: "Oh, it turns out that you thought it was a thread." ”

Wu Jin waved his hand and said, "It's not a thread." ”

These two people are more energetic on the line.

After a burst of embarrassed laughter, Wu Jin waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing." ”

He Xiangdong said very seriously: "Don't think about it, I have nothing to do with my sister-in-law, and I can't lose my temper when I go back, especially to Xiaoyang, oh, when I think of this child, I feel like this, alas......"

The last few words He Xiangdong was already crying, and his palms were still rubbing his eyes, making a painful look.

Wu Jin was dumbfounded.

The guests below couldn't stop laughing, and a few of them who were drinking tea choked and coughed out, and their faces were choked red, but they still kept laughing, not to mention the uncomfortable look.

He Xiangdong also stopped, the appearance of the evil smile is simply amazing, this person looks too pleasing, this is a person whose comedy cells penetrate into his bones, you can't help but laugh when you see this person, it's really the same as those old artists who commented on him before, this is simply the illegitimate son of Master Zu.

Wu Jin stopped He Xiangdong, who was smiling evilly, and he said, "You can talk nonsense again, I'll be angry if you do this again." ”

He Xiangdong was not happy, he argued: "You are still not happy, I haven't told you about your sister-in-law yet." ”

Wu Jin was anxious, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense." ”

The audience at the bottom of "......" were all heckling.

He Xiangdong said: "I don't want to say it, but I don't know if the audience is willing or not." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone below shouted: "Say." ”

"Say it quickly. ”

……

Wu Jin's face became very exciting.

He Xiangdong spread his hands and said: "Look at the voices of the masses, everyone has given money, you can do it yourself." ”

Wu Jin looked at the audience, and then at He Xiangdong, and could only threaten helplessly: "You have to say it well, you have to tell the truth." ”

He Xiangdong agreed very happily: "Of course." ”

Wu Jin smiled helplessly, suddenly came back to his senses, and asked, "Eh, how did you know about me and my sister-in-law?"

"Hey, I didn't listen to this in your corner. ”

Wu Jin was dumbfounded: "Dare you still have this skill?"

He Xiangdong smiled: "That's not it, I learned to climb the wall at the age of nine, and I can go up to the wall more than one person is high, and now it's nothing to lie in the corner." ”

Wu Jin shook his head and praised: "Then you are really powerful, then what did you hear in the corner?"

When it came to the topic, He Xiangdong picked up the handkerchief on the table, pinched it in his hand and pretended to sit on the handkerchief that the woman held in the old days, his figure twisted slightly, his face was charming, and the charm of the bone woman came out all of a sudden.

The audience under the "......" audience was all shocked, this is too similar.

Although it was not the first time he had met, Wu Jin still praised him: "Your posture is more like a woman than a woman." ”

How do they know that He Xiangdong has endured hardships in the rivers and lakes over the years, and has experienced a lot of things, once when he had no food, he went to the countryside to sing with a drama class, he played the role of Dan, and his figure was amazing, just take it as an example, put on makeup for He Xiangdong, and he can sing directly on stage.

He Xiangdong twisted his posture and said in a sharp and soft female voice: "Oh, brother-in-law, don't lick there...... Yes...... Don't, don't, it's dirty...... My sister is coming back soon, don't you...... Ah......h

"Huh......" The audience's faces were very exciting, and they all made fleshy sounds, and they couldn't stop laughing.

Wu Jin's face changed, and he exclaimed, "What am I doing here?"

He Xiangdong continued to use a sharp and soft female voice to say, "Ah...... Don't lick ...... Yes...... That's the toilet...... Dirty ......"

Wu Jin angrily pushed He Xiangdong and scolded: "I'll go to you." ”

The bottom rang, the audience burst into laughter, this short segment ended, and the two bowed to the audience and rested.

There is no front or back office here, and there is only a small table against the wall left for them, He Xiangdong picked up a towel and wiped it off his face and neck, it was too hot this day, and his body was covered with sweat.

Tear open the buttons on the coat, and the little sweatshirt on his body is also soaked, since his debut, whether it is windy, rainy, cold, or scorching sun, as long as he is serious about cross talk, He Xiangdong must wear a coat, this is his insistence over the years.

Wu Jin was also hot enough, took off his coat, wiped it on his body with a wet towel, and then picked up cold water and poured half a pot of it, he said: "It's really hot this day." ”

He Xiangdong also said: "Yes, it's really hot this day, there is no cool breeze at all, and the wind blowing from this ceiling fan is also hot, I can't bear it." ”

Wu Jin picked up the fan and fanned it vigorously on his body, and said: "It is said that heroes don't make money in June, we are still hot indoors, and we are not crazy on the construction site outside." ”

He Xiangdong said with a smile: "It's not easy to support a family, and when I finish this scene, I will invite you to eat a cream popsicle and lower the fire well." ”

Wu Jin smiled, waved his hand and said, "You have it, you don't eat ice things, just let me eat alone, and wait for Xiaoyang to come, you can buy it for him to eat." ”

"Yes. He Xiangdong promised to be very refreshing, he has suffered a lot in order to protect his throat over the years, he can't eat things that are too hot, things that are too cold can't be eaten, things that are too salty and spicy and too heavy in taste can't be done, cigarettes can't be smoked and drunk can't be drunk, anyway, it's like becoming an immortal.

said that cross talk has always been like this, there is no size on the stage, there are rules off the stage, you can't say someone else's on the stage, others must not be in a hurry with you, so you can only abuse yourself, this is the rule. After stepping down, everyone is good friends and buddies, and the relationship is very close.

Just like He Xiangdong and Wu Jin, He Xiangdong always takes advantage of Wu Jin on stage, and he is very generous offstage, and he is also very good at making friends. On stage, he always said how Wu Jin's daughter-in-law was, in fact, he had only seen his daughter-in-law once, and he was very familiar with Wu Jin's son Wu Yang, this child often came to play with him, it was too hot this afternoon to come, and he would come in the evening.

After resting almost, He Xiangdong put on his already wet coat, cursed the ghost weather silently again, and was ready to start talking about the next paragraph.

The two stood up again, and the guests in the audience who were drinking tea and knocking melon seeds also looked at the two of them.

He Xiangdong said: "The show is one after another, I'll sing you a little song in the next one, okay." ”

"Good ......" The audience applauded enthusiastically, He Xiangdong's songs have always been very popular, and even the owner of the counter, Aaron Chow, showed a look of great anticipation.

"Sing a Beijing song, the little widow goes to the grave, and celebrates the New Year. He Xiangdong picked up the folding fan on the table, put it horizontally on his hand, compared two sword fingers with his left hand, raised it slightly, and opened his mouth to sing: "In the first month, the New Year, the widow is digging the door in the room, the widow is thirty-two years old, that's the one, that......

This mouth, the audience all applauded.

He Xiangdong's excellent young childish voice was not ruined at the threshold of the collapse, but because of his adult voice, his voice became clearer, and some tunes that he couldn't sing when he was a child could all go up, and because of the experience of going south and north over the years, his voice had a little more experience and time, which is the real tempered treasure voice.

On a small table in the corner next to the bottom sat a handsome girl with a ponytail and facing the sky, holding her head, looking at He Xiangdong's ordinary face, listening with relish.