Jesse’s crosstalk solo performance! There might even be lengthy performances of zidi shu, and reports suggested that the ticket prices were even cheaper than buying tickets for live recording events!
In these past months, Qi Shejiang and Xu Siyu had also collaborated on some marvelous sketches, so even passersby who saw the news were tempted to buy tickets to watch.
The reaction was so intense that Li Jing quickly contacted a promoter, secured the venue, and booked a large hall for seven to eight thousand people, even allowing for extra seats, enough to accommodate over ten thousand.
Another major topic of public interest was whether Qi Shejiang would invite guests. His disciples like Meng Jingyuan and Zeng Wen were expected to be the opening act, but if they came, it could hardly be called an opening act; they would be special guests.
Furthermore, where would his good friend Zhang Yue sit? Would he remain in the audience, or would he get up to sing a song? If all of them could come, the ticket would be even more worth it!
In fact, it wasn’t just the audience; Qi Shejiang was also grappling with this dilemma. He was currently affiliated with the Meng faction in crosstalk, and organizing a solo show would naturally require consideration of his fellow disciples; his partner Xu Siyu was in the same boat. This list needed to be finalized with Meng Jingyuan’s assistance.
“Hmm… this…” Meng Jingyuan was already chewing on the pencil. “Add one more person.” Suddenly, the old man Meng, who was sitting on the bed drinking water, said this. Meng Jingyuan, without raising his head, asked, “Who?” Old man Meng replied: “Me.” “Clatter.”
Meng Jingyuan’s pen fell to the ground. Qi Shejiang, who was holding a water bottle, was also stunned. Was the old man… joking? He hadn’t been on stage for almost twenty years!
