This man knows how to hype

Chapter 593 Do you want to ruin Chinese crosstalk?
Another day passed.

7 pm.

Yu Yuyu ran into Xu Xiyu's office mysteriously, and directly lay on Xu Xiyu's desk, handed him a mobile phone and said: "Brother, let me show you something."

"What?" Xu Xiyu put down the documents and took the phone she handed over.

I saw a video displayed on the phone. I clicked play and instantly a burst of noisy and dynamic music came from there.

Along with the music, men and women in swimsuits were dancing together on the screen. Among these men were Li Xiangrui and Wu Jiming.

"Where did it come from? When did it happen?" Xu Xiyu looked up in surprise.

"Today, during the day, three from the Jizi class and four from the Xiangzi class, a total of seven actors from the Jixiang Society. In addition, these two women are big fans of the Jixiang Society and often organize support activities.

This girl is a trainee who participated in a talent show but didn’t make her debut; this one is a little internet celebrity, and this one… this one…”

Yu Yuyu laid her upper body on the table, pointing at the people on the screen and introducing them like they were the back of her hand.

The more Xu Xiyu listened, the more amazing it seemed to him. He asked happily, "How do you understand it so clearly?"

"This video was shot by my people. How about it? It's impressive, right?" Yu Yuyu said as he shook his head proudly.

"If I remember correctly, several of them are married. If a video of them being intimate with beauties in swimsuits on a yacht were released..." Xu Xiyu said as he started fast forwarding.

After fast-forwarding through the video, Xu Xiyu asked, "Anything else?"

"Yes, I recorded the whole process, but I didn't manage to capture any more exciting scenes. Except for Zhang Jixing, Guo Jinwei's brother-in-law, who was hugging a woman and nibbling her, everyone else was just hugging and touching her."

Seeing that Yu Yuyu still had some regrets when she spoke, Xu Xiyu said happily: "That's enough, just hug and touch. Oh, by the way, block the woman's face so that we won't harm her."

After that, he looked at his watch and murmured, "7 o'clock, the time is just right, this time is just right."

"I think so too. Hehe, then you go ahead and get busy. I'll be leaving first. Oh, by the way, Guo Jinwei will be performing at the Beijing Exhibition Center tonight, and I've prepared a little surprise for him." After saying this, Yu Yuyu stretched out her hands, stood up straight, and ran out of the office.

At the same time, on the other side, Guo Jinwei was chatting with an old man with white hair backstage.

This old man is called Zang Qingdong. He is a junior fellow of crosstalk master Shi Qingsheng. He is also the most senior person in the crosstalk world today. He is over 90 years old this year.

"Jin Wei, we have noticed how upset you have been during this period. Don't worry, we are from the folk art world, and we are not in the same circle as the film and television industry.

Some people, if we offend them, then we’re done. What can they do to us? They can even ask the higher-ups to mess with us. This is unrealistic, right? You are also a recognized artist, and your status is higher than his. "

"Master, that being said, you have never dealt with him. He is overbearing and his tolerance is not much bigger than the eye of a needle. I made a few jokes about him on stage and gave him a drink to apologize in private.

But he refused to accept it and insisted that I apologize publicly online. I thought that although there is no hierarchy on stage and there are rules off stage, he is not a crosstalk performer and cannot follow these rules.

Since he must apologize, then I will apologize. However, after sending out three Weibo posts, he still hasn't responded. What do you think of this?" Guo Jinwei said, revealing a look of grievance.

Seeing this, Zang Qingdong on the opposite side thought that his artistically processed words were all true, and hurriedly patted his legs with his slightly trembling hands and said, "Don't be afraid, I tell you, we are not afraid.

A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. We have nothing to hold against him. At most, he will not pursue a career in the film and television industry in the future. This will have no impact on us."

After saying this, Zang Qingdong continued: "Besides, that guy surnamed Xu doesn't dare to go too far, you are the representative figure of our crosstalk world.

If he messes with you, he is messing with crosstalk, and destroying the inheritance and development of crosstalk. Does he dare? Can he do this? Can everyone watch him do this?
As I said, we have nothing to fear if we are upright. We have done nothing wrong. There is no distinction between high and low on stage, but we have to make rules off stage. Even if what we say on stage is excessive, it is just a joke. Why does he make a big deal out of it?
Don't worry, Jin Wei. If he does anything wrong, I will risk my reputation to ask him in person if he must destroy the crosstalk industry to be satisfied?!"

As soon as these words came out, Guo Jinwei grabbed Zang Qingdong's hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Hey! Master, your words make me feel like June drank Qiong..."

"Master!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a horrified voice.

The emotions that Guo Jinwei had worked so hard to build up were instantly destroyed by this noise.

He turned his head and glared, "I have taught you the rules for so many years, but you have learned them like a dog. Can't you see that I am chatting with your master?"

"I know, but..."

"But what?!" Guo Jinwei interrupted again.

"We are in big trouble, Master..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Guo Jinwei's face froze for a moment, and three words inexplicably popped up in his mind - Xu Xiyu.

In fact, it was not just him. Zang Qingdong on the opposite side also reacted as Xu Xiyu was causing trouble because they had just been talking about Xu Xiyu.

So, he slammed the table with his trembling hand and cursed, "Well, well, well, this little bastard surnamed Xu really dared to mess around. Do you think there are no adults in our crosstalk world?!"

"Master~~" Hearing this, Guo Jinwei wanted to squeeze out some tears again.

But the next second, the person who came to report hurriedly said: "Master, it's not Xu Xiyu, it's..."

Halfway through his speech, he looked at his master Zang Qingdong and the people he brought with him, and was unable to bring himself to say what had happened.

"What is it? Tell me!" Guo Jinwei became anxious. If it wasn't Xu Xiyu, then where the hell did this come from?

"Zhang Jixing, Wu Jiming, Li Xiangrui... these seven senior brothers were filmed having fun with a bunch of women on a yacht today, and the video went viral online!

The whole world is talking about our Jixiangshe actors, who were driving...driving...oh, I can't even say it."

Good man, as soon as these words came out, Guo Jinwei's anxious expression froze on his face. Not only him, but also the master, including everyone present, all had frozen expressions.

After being silent for five or six seconds, Guo Jinwei asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Take a look for yourself." The apprentice took out his cell phone, flipped through it, and then handed it to Guo Jinwei.

Guo Jinwei came to see the result...

"Where are my glasses?" Guo Jinwei asked anxiously, squinting his eyes and pulling the phone away. "Also, where are these beasts?"

Two questions, no one responded to either one.

But the less they spoke, the more anxious and chaotic the room seemed.

After a long while, Guo Jinwei's reading glasses were brought to him. After he put them on, the content on the screen finally became clear.

But at this moment, he wished he was blind.

Because there is a line of words on the top: #Actresses of Jixiang Society gather for sex on a yacht#
Without even having time to read the content, he turned around and said sternly, "Call these bastards and tell them to get out here!"

After cursing, he started reading the news on the Internet again.

Zang Qingdong on the other side also asked at this time: "Jin Wei, what's going on? Is it a misunderstanding? Is someone maliciously slandering you?"

Hearing this, Guo Jinwei couldn't help but nod and pray: "It must be a rumor, it must be a rumor..."

He just muttered a few words, clicked on the video, and then he couldn't mutter any more.

It’s over. These bastards actually went to gather on the yacht?

When he lowered his eyes, the content in the comment section made his eyes go dark.

[Don't make a fuss, he's Guo Jinwei's apprentice, so it's understandable]

[Do crosstalk performers also play so many tricks? ]

[You look down on crosstalk performers, don’t you? There is even a young mistress in the Renjixiang Society. ]

【Details about the Little Master’s Wife】

[You can criticize all you want, but why blame Guo Jinwei? He didn’t participate.]

[How do you know he didn't attend? Maybe the apprentice was on the deck and the master was in the room? ]

[There is no need to spread rumors. You can criticize many things about Guo Jinwei, but you cannot criticize his character and crosstalk skills. There is nothing wrong with these two points.]

[What is Guo Jinwei's character? For a moment I couldn't tell if you were genuine or just kidding]

[Oh no, I just went to his homepage and encountered the real thing]

[This is the first time I've come across a colleague who wrote a piece specifically to mock him after he was illegally detained. You still want to talk about his character? Has he offended you from the beginning? Are you still biting him and feeling wronged?]

[So he is a fan of Danchujia, no wonder he is so excited]

[I am a fan of Xu Dan, and I am happy to see Jixiangshe in trouble. Unlike some haters, they have to wear hundreds of vests to talk back and forth. I want to ask, with so many vests, does your mother still recognize you?

[Oh, sorry, I forgot, you don’t have a mother]

[I recognize your attack power]

Guo Jinwei also agreed, because his eyes started to turn black when he saw this.

Just when he was going dark, one of his disciples reminded him with an embarrassed expression: "Master, the first program is about to start. You should go on stage."

"Okay, I got it." Guo Jinwei put down his phone and rubbed his face hard.

Then he turned his head and looked at Jiang Hua, whose expression was as black as charcoal, and called softly: "Brother, the performance must continue."

Hearing this, Jiang Hua nodded silently, then stood up and walked forward.

Seeing this, Zang Qingdong also said: "Jin Wei, don't worry, I will go to the side of the curtain to support you, these are just minor problems, these are all good children.

As a man, everyone makes mistakes. The audience should forgive us. They shouldn't pay attention to our private lives, but focus on our works, right? "

"Master~~" Guo Jinwei shouted with emotion, then walked around behind Zang Qingdong and pushed his wheelchair forward.

When they reached the side of the stage, he settled Zang Qingdong down, adjusted his expression, and went on stage with Jiang Hua.

Below the stage, the applause and cheers continued.

This made Guo Jinwei and Jiang Hua both breathe a sigh of relief.

Standing in front of the microphone, Guo Jinwei uttered the classic opening line: "There are quite a few people here."

"Yes..." Jiang Hua was about to respond.

But at this moment, a loud voice came from the audience: "There are quite a few people on the yacht."

"Booo ...

However, there was a die-hard fan of Jixiangshe who angrily rebuked: "Just listen to the crosstalk, why are you gossiping?"

The person who just spoke immediately retorted: "They dare to do it, but they don't dare to let us mention it? Hahahahaha."

The security guard quickly walked towards the person who was speaking. Guo Jinwei and Jiang Hua on the stage looked a little stiff, but Guo Jinwei's level was indeed up to par.

Therefore, his mind raced, trying to use this topic to trick the person into thinking he was doing something wrong.

But just when he was about to use his improvisation, he saw two men standing up on the other side.

They wore red T-shirts with the word "坑" written on them, held up a small banner that read "Guo Jinwei, give me back my hard-earned money," and shouted, "Guo Jinwei, give me back my hard-earned money!"

(End of this chapter)