The party didn't end until nine o'clock in the evening, and when everyone left, Wang Cong took a comfortable bath, and when he came out, he turned on the computer to read the latest news about himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at Wang Cong, I was a little unhappy, and now in addition to Ji Xianhai publicly saying that Wang Cong's cross talk is vulgar, there are also Wang Zongling and Qin Zongfang, and there are suddenly some inexplicable critics watching the news today.

"Talking about the vulgarity of Wang Cong's cross talk. ”

"It's hard to get into the elegant hall of cross talk. ”

"The road from host to vulgar cross talk. ”

"Several masters representing the authority of the cross talk industry are going to hold a meeting. ”

"Wang Cong may be boycotted by his entire peers. ”

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Wang Cong was not good after reading it, how could this be like this in one day, didn't he just say two cross talks, are these people really.

It seems that this Ji Xianhai is really unscrupulous, Wang Cong came here first and felt a little angry in his heart, this Ji Xianhai is really a subordinate, since this is the case, there is no need to save him any face.

Log in to Weibo.

"Cross talk itself is to serve the masses, as long as the audience is happy, cross talk is a good cross talk, cross talk is not a textbook, textbook, not to educate the people, but to please the people, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the front waves are sour and vinegar altars, and it is helpless that some peers do some eunuchs scolding Qinglou. ”

After posting this Weibo, Wang Cong turned off the computer and prepared to go to bed.

But his Weibo has once again become a hot topic on the Internet.

"I'll rub, come and see, Wang Cong responded. ”

"Damn, Wang Cong's response is too sharp. ”

"Poof~ Wang Cong is still so funny, the eunuch scolds Qinglou!"

"It's so classic, the eunuch himself is incompetent, so he scolds Qinglou for not being good... ”

"Hey, this Wang Cong is too damaged. ”

"No, it's funny to death, I feel like Wang Cong is full of baggage. ”

Ji Xianhai was woken up by the apprentice's phone call, and when he heard Wang Cong post a Weibo that was sarcastic about him, he asked the apprentice what he said, but the apprentice insisted on letting him see it for himself.

Ji Xianhai hung up the phone unhappily, turned on the computer, and soon saw the Weibo posted by Wang Cong.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves?

Some peers actually did some eunuchs scolding Qinglou?

Ji Xianhai was so angry that the first Buddha ascended to heaven and the second Buddha was born, and slapped the table hard, so frightened that his wife hurriedly came over and asked what was going on, but Ji Xianhai ignored his wife, and kept pondering, not knowing what was bad.

When Wang Zongling knew about Wang Cong's Weibo, it was already the next morning.

"This person named Wang Cong really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he dares to provoke his peers so much just after entering the industry? This Zhang Siyuan still pretends not to know. Wang Zongling blew his beard and glared.

"Master, I think we should gather more peers to teach this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, this kid is simply the scum of the cross talk world. Ji Xianhai said.

"Senior brother, I think what Xianhai said also has some truth, and the cross talk here has led this surnamed Wang astray, and it sounds really vulgar and excessive. Qin Zongfang also agreed with Ji Xianhai's point of view.

Wang Zongling nodded and said: "Okay, I also have some face in the cross talk association, let's hold a meeting to study this problem of Wang Cong and clean up this scum of cross talk." ”

"Great, master, we should have cleared this scum out of the cross talk team a long time ago. Ji Xianhai said excitedly.

Two days passed.

Inside an upscale teahouse in the capital.

Wang Zongling said: "Xianhai, have you gone to invite Zhang Siyuan?"

Ji Xianhai said: "Teacher, I went, but Zhang Siyuan said that he didn't ask about these things for a long time, and he was only an ordinary member of the cross talk association, so he didn't participate." ”

Wang Zongling's hands were still playing with the two lion heads, and after thinking about it, he said: "Well, if you don't come, you won't come, since he broke up with us last time...... Forget it, don't mention him. ”

In the opinion box of the teahouse, it is full of artistic atmosphere, the furniture is all wooden, the color is quite ancient, there are some green bamboo, orchids and other plants in it, and the wall is also hung with calligraphy and painting, which seems to be very dusty.

Soon, the members of these cross talk associations discussed the issue of Wang Cong's cross talk......

Wang Cong was writing the works performed in the exhibition hall at this time, and it was not a few days after looking at the time, Wang Cong was going to get the works out first, and he still had to rehearse with Zhou Demin when the time came.

Since Zhou Demin went to Qingxian Club with his partner, he can be regarded as having a spark with Wang Cong, and he admires Wang Cong's talent very much, although the work is a little dirty, but Zhou Demin doesn't care much in his heart, as long as the cross talk makes the audience laugh, then it is a good cross talk.

Wang Cong also thought of a work based on the events of this time, and he quickly sorted it out, and after printing a few points, he was ready to go to Deyun Club to find Zhou Demin to start rehearsals.

But as soon as he came to the door of the studio, Wang Cong found that there were a lot of reporters watching at the door, Wang Cong also smiled speechlessly, he didn't want to accept any interviews now, and there was nothing to tear up with those old artists.

With the help of the security guards, Wang Cong drove out of the studio and came directly to Deyun Club.

As soon as I walked into the backstage, I saw Sun Desheng.

"Brother Wang, those people have been making a lot of trouble recently, I heard that there was a meeting held in the Taikang Teahouse today, and it seems to be aimed at our Deyun Club. Sun Desheng said worriedly.

Wang Cong didn't care much and comforted Sun Desheng: "Don't worry about them, the box office is the only criterion for testing our Deyun Club, besides, I didn't say that traditional cross talk is not good." ”

Sun Desheng also relaxed when he saw Wang Cong's relaxed state: "That's right, as long as the audience likes to listen, let those grandsons say go." ”

Wang Cong saw that Sun Desheng was changing quite quickly, laughed twice, and said to Sun Desheng: "I am looking for Demin to come over for rehearsal today, I just got a new work, and I am ready to perform in the exhibition hall. ”

In fact, Sun Desheng has also been a little troubled recently, although the media reports are mostly Wang Cong's news, but there are still some things for him, as the head of Deyun Club, he is naturally also concerned.

Suddenly heard Wang Cong come to say this, and subconsciously took Wang Cong's script.

Standard A4 printing paper, the name of the work "I am the underworld" is clearly printed in the center.

Sun Desheng was suddenly a little confused, what kind of work is this, why is the name so straightforward, and then he turned it over without paying attention to Wang Cong, the more he looked at it, the more weird it became, and he couldn't help laughing when he looked at it.

After reading the script, Wang Cong had long since disappeared, patted the script in his hand, shook it and laughed a few times, this Wang Cong is ...... He's really a special talent.

Thinking that the performance time was already very fast, he hurriedly took the script and went to his partner Hong Hai. (To be continued.) )