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Chapter 558 Do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala
While screaming, the sister-in-law ran out from the ticket office and grabbed Xia Xing.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Xia Xing was also taken aback.

Nima, is this a cross talk studio?Why does Xia Xing have the feeling that this sister-in-law looks like a pimp.

While shouting, the sister-in-law shouted to the inside: "Old Guo, hurry up, I'll catch him, he can't run away."

Xia Xing was about to cry, did he enter a black shop?

At this time, a young man ran out from inside and grabbed Xia Xing's hand: "Brother, we waited too hard for you."

Xia Xing was also in a daze. He was wearing a mask and sunglasses on his face now, so the other party probably wouldn't recognize him.

Guo Gang said excitedly: "We look forward to it every day, finally someone will watch our show."

"Really?" Xia Xing nodded after listening.

As he spoke, he glanced at the sister-in-law who sold the tickets.

"Sister-in-law, can you let go of that, don't worry, I won't run away."

Then the sister-in-law let go of her hand in embarrassment: "Then, what you said, we waited so long for an audience, you are not allowed to run away."

Xia Xing bought a ticket for 20 yuan and went into the small theater.

There are more than 20 tables in the small theater, which are very elegantly arranged.

It's a pity that there is only Xia Xing in the auditorium in the theater.

At this time, a young man with the appearance of an apprentice came to Xia Xing's side and said with a smile, "Sir, I'll pour you tea."

Xia Xing nodded and said, "Are you also an actor in this theater?"

"No, I'm an apprentice."

"Apprentice?" Xia Xing looked at this apprentice very much like Yue Yunpeng from his previous life.

"Oh, all right, thank you." Xia Xing nodded.

The show started, and at the beginning there were a few older comedians.

The cross talk skills of these actors are not bad, but they are all traditional cross talk, which is not what Xia Xing is interested in.

Halfway through the performance, Xia Xing felt a little anxious to urinate and stood up.

Seeing Xia Xing standing up, the cross talk actor on the stage became anxious: "Brother, is the show not over yet? Don't run away."

Xia Xing said in embarrassment, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Go to the bathroom? Then I'll wait for you." The actor said.

Xia Xing came back from the toilet and the show continued.

Finally, the finale, Guo Gang, took the stage.

Guo Gang is the founder and pillar of this theater.

"Sir, your 20 yuan is worth it. Do you know that the tea you drink is Biluochun, and it costs 20 yuan, and you are making a reservation."

Xia Xing listened and smiled: "Well, it's true that the money is well spent, but your theater is a bit small."

"Small? Not too small. My dream is that this theater can be filled with people."

Guo Gang and Xia Xing chatted before the performance.

Xia Xing said with a smile: "I have a feeling that the cross talk here will become popular in the future, and it will be popular all over the country."

"Haha, sir, I would like to lend you a good word." Guo Gang also laughed heartily.

But he just took Xia Xing's words as a joke.

At the end of the performance, Guo Gang's cross talk skills were very good, but the jokes were almost lacking.

After all the performances were over, Xia Xing suddenly said, "Can you add another show for me?"

"An extra game?" Guo Gang was stunned.

Xia Xing nodded, pointed to the apprentice standing at the corner of the stage and said, "Let him tell me something."

"Yue Peng? You let him act?" Guo Gang was also stunned.

Among these apprentices, Yue Peng is the least talented, so he can only do odd jobs in the regiment.

Many times, several brothers in the regiment suggested that Yue Peng should be expelled.

No one thought that Xia Xing would let Yue Peng perform.

"Sir, it's not that I don't let him play, it's because he hasn't made his debut yet and I'm afraid that the performance will be ruined."

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "It's okay, I just want to listen to him."

Yue Peng was standing in the corner, feeling a little lost.

He was a poor boy who came from the village, worked as a security guard, and worked as a waiter in a restaurant. Later, he was introduced as a teacher by Guo Gang.

It's a pity that his talent is average, and many senior brothers in the regiment look down on him and call him back and forth.

"Xiaoyue, I'm thirsty, go out and buy me a bottle of water." A senior brother said directly.

"Understood." Xiaoyue said and wanted to go out, but when he took out his pocket, there was no money in his pocket!
"Well, brother, I don't have any money in my pocket, look..."

This senior brother is the most popular in the Virtuous Society, he often asks Yue Peng to buy water and cigarettes, but never gives money.

Hearing that Yue Peng actually asked him for money, the senior brother frowned: "Boy, what do you mean, you asked me to buy a bottle of water, and you still asked me for money?"

"I..." Yue Peng looked aggrieved.

"Yue Peng tells you that I will be the successor of the master in the future. What are you? You have been a handyman all your life. If you dare to ask me for money, I will take over from now on and be the first to fire you, a useless thing. "

Yue Peng was so angry that he cried, he felt very wronged.

At this moment, Guo Gang came over: "Xiaoyue, come here, this gentleman wants to hear you talk about cross talk."

"What?" Hearing Guo Gang's words, everyone was stunned.

How is it possible that someone wants to listen to this trash talking about cross talk!

"Master, did this person recognize the wrong person? He must be the senior brother." Another apprentice flattered him.

Guo Gang said: "Did your senior brother just pour tea for that gentleman?"

"No, it's all Xiaoyue's work. Senior brother is a pillar, how can he pour tea for others."

Guo Gang nodded: "That's right, what they are looking for is the one who poured him tea just now."

Yue Peng was dumbfounded. He never dreamed that someone would offer to listen to his cross talk.

"Master, am I dreaming?"

Guo Gang patted him on the shoulder: "Behave well, I have a feeling that this master is not an ordinary person."

In fact, when Xia Xing walked into the small theater, Guo Gang had a strange feeling.

This young man is wearing sunglasses and a mask. His appearance is too strange. Most importantly, he always uses notes when listening to cross talk.

Of course, in Guo Gang's mind, this person might just be a reporter or something, and he never dreamed that this person turned out to be the dignified general director of the Spring Festival Gala.

Yue Peng stepped onto the stage, looking obviously nervous.

Xia Xing looked at Yue Peng, especially with that cheap look, he was almost the same person as Yue Yunpeng in his previous life.

"Young man, don't be nervous, let's start." Xia Xing said with a smile.

"Then let me tell you a stand-up comic." Yue Peng took a deep breath and said.

The whole process of the performance was very flat, although there were some jokes, but Yue Peng was too nervous, what he said was not very funny.

Those brothers in the audience shook their heads.

"To be on stage at this level is to lose our virtue society!"

"That's right, I said that the master should throw this kid out earlier, it's too bad."

"What kind of shit is this talking about?"

Finally, the joke is over.

Xia Xing smiled and nodded: "That's right, but I'm a little nervous, young man, do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Hearing Xia Xing's words, the whole small theater fell silent!
(End of this chapter)