After complaining for a while, Chen Huanyu briefly summarized the situation of the game to Guo Taoer and others.

There is no doubt that Guo Taoer is very supportive of Chen Huanyu, and she has a feeling that she has become a confidant after meeting each other for a long time. However, Yu Qian, who is in the mainstream cross talk circle, understands the concept that Chang Yuan wants to express better.

Guo Taoer looked at Chen Huanyu with great emotion and said: "Brother, to be honest, I really envy you for daring to use such a bold package. To be honest, if I hadn't had such a big stall here."

"I need enough visibility and popularity to maintain this team. I really want to tell which TV stations are not allowed to broadcast it like you, but there is no way. For the sake of stability, I can only choose some more mainstream things.

Acting is so difficult!"

Chen Huanyu and Yu Qianchangyuan nodded silently, knowing in their hearts that it was not easy for Guo Taoer.

Apart from anything else, at least Chen Huanyu doesn't care how much trouble he makes. Hou Sanwen, the helmsman of the Hou family, is behind him to support him. But what about Guo Taoer at this time? Yang Zhigang of Jindu Hongqiao Cultural Center has never publicly acknowledged the identity of Guo Taoer's apprentice.

A person from Jindu has no backer in Kyoto's crosstalk circle.

Finally, with the care and help of Zhang Wenshun, Xie Tianshun and other seniors, and with their own efforts and money, we were able to get the business going.

Chen Huanyu can decide her performance based on her own mood and preferences, but at this time, Guo Taoer has no way out. There is a cliff behind her, and there is boundless darkness in front of her with no light in sight.

Whether they can survive first and whether they can persevere is the biggest problem for Guo Taoer and Deyunshe at present. As for what artistic pursuits and preferences are, they are nothing but empty talk without real money.

Zhang Wenshun on the side couldn't help but let out a sigh when he heard this.

This is one of the four elders of Deyun and one of the earliest founders. He is the most crucial link in the establishment of Deyun Society.

This very interesting old man was originally from a wealthy family in Kyoto. However, unfortunately, within a few years of his good fortune, his family fortunes had gradually declined.

However, although his family was in decline, the old man's willful and dashing young master's character was not easy to change.

For example, when I was in school, I was admitted to the Teachers College, which was very difficult to pass at that time, without much effort, and became a very respected teacher and gardener.

However, this old man was not very interested. Not long after he started working, he abandoned his studies and pursued art because he loved cross talk too much and entered a folk art class.

From being a respected teacher, he switched to a lower-class artist career, and became the first member of the Kyoto Municipal Folk Art Troupe. He studied under Mr. Tong Dafang, and then learned the funny drum from Mr. Jia Donggua, becoming the only successor to the funny drum.

As a result, we didn't work for long, and later the old man fell in love again. The regiment stipulated that students were not allowed to fall in love, so the old man secretly talked with the girl. However, in the end, the love affair was revealed.

The leader wanted to fire him, but later said that as long as he could correct his mistakes, he would not be fired. The old man tilted his head and said arrogantly: "Go play, grandson." He would not do anything about bowing to others; betrayal.

He doesn't even care about love.

So, he was resolutely "fired" from the folk art troupe and married the girl at that time. You must know what it meant to leave a state unit at that time, a golden rice bowl!!!

For a long time afterwards, due to financial difficulties, the old man went out to make money and worked as a boilermaker, adding coal, shoveling ashes, and dumping soil.

To put it bluntly, I would wait on the street in the middle of the night, waiting for the soil collection truck to come, and then dump buckets of dirt left at the door of each house onto the truck. It was very tiring and I didn't make much money.

It was not until the last thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi that he accidentally went into business and became a "traitor", but the opportunity really made the old man aware of the trend.

At the best time, coupled with his clever mind, the old man made a lot of money in just a few years by doing this business, which made his colleagues who were still working in the performing arts troupe drool with envy.

Unexpectedly, the comfortable and unrestrained old life of a rich man did not last long. Because of his friendship with Guo Taoer, and also because of his everlasting love for cross talk, he invested almost all his wealth that he had worked hard to save in his whole life.

After asking Guo Taoer, the signboard of Deyun Society was erected.

However, only he himself knows his situation. Regardless of whether it is his body or his savings, they are not as good as before.

On the contrary, it continued to get worse as time went by, although he never put any pressure on Guo Taoer in front of others.

However, both Guo Taoer and Zhang Wenshun know that if Deyunshe cannot gain enough popularity and popularity in the cross talk sketch competition this time, it will save Deyunshe from its current decline.

Judging from the existing funds, even if Mr. Zhang Wenshun gave up all his capital, this small cross talk theater would never be able to last for half a year.

Mr. Zhang Wenshun sighed not because he felt sorry for his own money, but because he felt sorry for Guo Taoer, everyone at Deyun Society, and this art that was increasingly declining.

Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan felt the slightly dull atmosphere, and immediately opened their mouths to comfort everyone as much as possible. They stayed in the backstage lounge for more than half an hour, and finally waved goodbye to everyone in Deyun Club and left the night.

Tianqiao Deyun Society Theater.

At the entrance of the theater backstage, looking at the retreating figures of Chen Huanyu, Chang Yuan and Yu Qian, Guo Taoer smacked her lips and couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Wenshun and Li Jing who were standing beside her:

"Hey, Brother Qian, Chen Huanyu, and Chang Yuan, do you think it would be great if these three people could officially come to our Deyun Society?"

"What do you rely on? We can't stabilize the thirty or forty performance fee for that day? Or how about eight yuan a box of lunch at night?" Li Jing stared helplessly and complained.

Zhang Wenshun nodded and agreed: "Yes, a penny is too much for a hero. Everyone in this family has a very good future. They graduated from the Kyoto Film Academy, are educated, well-educated, and have a stable income in the group.

If we can't give people at least equal treatment, who would be crazy enough to join us?"

"Oh, it's okay. At least we know each other and are familiar with each other. It would be good to come over and help perform a show like Brother Qian when I have time. Maybe our Deyun Club will suddenly become popular in the future." Guo Taoer laughed at herself.
Chapter completed!