Hearing Cheng Qingtong's words, Cheng Qiaoyi quietly retreated outside.

Inexplicably, he saw something strange in the eyes of these two people.

"Qiaoyi, what are you doing?" Zhang Haowen watched his movements, opened his mouth and said, "What are you retreating, come in and sit!"

"Ahh

Seeing that he wanted to enter the house, Cheng Qingtong grabbed Cheng Qiaoyi's sleeve: "Don't go." ”

Then, he stared at Zhang Haowen and asked in a calm tone, "Aren't you still going out? Why are you letting him come in and sit?"

Seeing this, Zhang Haowen directly put the lunch box back on the bedside table and turned around: "Doesn't I want to send food to your master? Since you are here, then I will go again in a while." ”

"If you want to deliver food, go early, or it'll be late. Cheng Qingtong frowned.

Zhang Haowen raised his eyes: "It's okay, my mother ate breakfast a little late, and it may not be good to eat lunch now." ”

Cheng Qingtong quietly rolled his eyes at him, and directly took the lunch box and stuffed it into Cheng Qiao's hand: "You send this over now, I'll have a good chat with Zhang Haowen." ”

Seeing that the two of them looked like they were going to fight, Cheng Qiao swallowed his saliva, stood on the side in a daze, and didn't go out.

"Hurry up and listen to your dad. Zhang Haowen showed a smile: "Don't worry, our senior brothers haven't seen each other for so long, it's just reminiscing." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi was still a little worried: "Really?"

Cheng Qingtong glared at him: "Really." ”

Looking at the way they swore by each other, Cheng Qiao sighed and walked out of the ward in three steps with the lunch box in his arms.

Looking at Cheng Qiao's figure gradually moving away, Cheng Qingtong sat on the bed next door unceremoniously.

"You get up!" Zhang Haowen pulled him: "It's not my bed over there, you sit here!"

Cheng Qingtong was a little surprised: "I looked at the style of clothes over there, and I thought it was your bed." ”

Zhang Haowen glanced at him: "Do you remember my style?"

Cheng Qingtong had a straight face, and the corners of his mouth betrayed him: "Eldest brother is like a father, you are more than ten years older than me, but I have regarded you as a master since I was a child." ”

Zhang Haowen chuckled: "But I don't want you to be such a bad apprentice." ”

"Am I bad?" Cheng Qingtong rolled his eyes: "If you hadn't told Master that I wasn't suitable for Xuedanjiao, I would have turned my face?"

Listening to his accusation, Zhang Haowen seemed to have returned to that afternoon back then.

At that time, Cheng Qingtong was still a child, and he was much more lively and naughty than Cheng Qiaoyi now.

Father has something to do, let him take him to play.

He sang a sentence, and Cheng Qingtong followed a sentence, and that scene was like Mei Xiang who learned Xue Xiangling's speech in the makeup selection of "Suo Lin Bag".

The father happened to pass by the door, and watching his movements, he couldn't help but smile.

Thinking of this, Zhang Haowen couldn't help but retort: "I never said that you are not suitable for Danjiao. ”

"Who else could there be but you at the time. Speaking of childhood, Cheng Qingtong's eyes also showed nostalgia: "If I had known that you were a little flowery face, I would not have let you teach you!"

"Although I am a little flower face, there is no problem with me taking you with you. ”

Cheng Qingtong glared: "It's you and Senior Brother Yu back then, you led me astray!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhang Haowen also felt a little funny when he said this: "It's your own decision to change careers, you can't blame us." ”

"And ......"

recalled that when he heard that the little apprentice also changed careers, his father almost didn't blow up, Zhang Haowen still remembered what his father said after sighing deeply.

"I may not be able to get along with the word flower face, and the apprentices I teach are all changing careers. ”

Zhang Haowen was a little funny: "Although your Danjiao was really not good back then, my father saw that you were diligent, but he never persuaded you to change your career!"

Cheng Qingtong didn't believe it: "Then why did Master let me practice that section of "Chisang Town" back then?"

"Chisang Town?"

Zhang Haowen was a little confused: "When did he ask you to play this?"

"That was the summer when I switched careers. ”

When it comes to the events of my youth, it seems as if they have just happened.

"I was still training that day, and Master suddenly called me out and asked me to practice this play, and asked Senior Brother Yu, who had changed careers at that time, to practice with me. ”

Cheng Qingtong recalled: "I was very confused at the time, but I still practiced. It was the first time I realized that singing seemed quite simple. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Haowen also had a little impression: "It was the sealing drama that year, right?"

"Sealing the box?"

Zhang Haowen raised his head slightly: "I still remember that at that time, many people said that you were not suitable for singing, and my father didn't want you to be affected." He wants you to make a name for yourself in the box sealing drama to prove that you can still eat two bites of the meal rewarded by the ancestors. ”

This is the first time Cheng Qingtong has heard this, and his brows furrowed slightly: "If that's the case, why didn't Master tell me in advance?"

Zhang Haowen couldn't help but drive his wheelchair around him: "If he had told you earlier, with your temperament, you wouldn't have to make trouble with people?"

Cheng Qingtong's face was a little embarrassed, and his eyes were full of nostalgia: "Who did it with me and people at that time?

Zhang Haowen was noncommittal: "At that time, you almost didn't make your master angry. ”

"Alas," Cheng Qingtong sighed lightly: "It's been a long time since I thought about it." I was really ignorant at the time......"

Hearing his words, Zhang Haowen felt the same way: "It's good that you know, when you suddenly took the drama school and enrolled in the face class, we were all scared by you." ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Qingtong was a little embarrassed: "Didn't I think that the master wanted me to change careers at that time, I subconsciously filled it in when I applied for the drama school." I was worried that I wouldn't be able to pass the test, but who knew that the question I drew in the third test happened to be "Chisang Town". ”

Speaking of these things, Cheng Qingtong felt like laughing, at that time he really thought that the master asked him to practice that play just to be admitted to the drama school.

He hadn't doubted this idea for decades, and it turned out that he had been wrong.

Zhang Haowen shook his head helplessly: "When I heard that you were admitted to the flower face class, we were completely confused, and we couldn't think of how you got in." But since you have already been admitted, it is impossible for your father to force you to keep you......"

The fog of that year lifted little by little, and Cheng Qingtong realized that what he had been thinking about for so many years was a misunderstanding.

But......

"Let's make this clear, let's talk about Cheng Qiaoyi. Cheng Qingtong changed the subject.

Zhang Haowen also rarely communicated with him well: "What do you want to say?"

"Why do you want to take him as an apprentice?" Cheng Qingtong said that he was a little big: "You have been a little flower face for so many years, and you still have to take Danjiao?"

Zhang Haowen glanced at him: "Can't you? When you were learning Danjiao, who hadn't been taken by me?"

"But...... This is different!" Cheng Qingtong retorted: "At that time, you didn't completely teach us, and there was a master!"

"Then there is still your sister!"

Cheng Qingtong: ......

Zhang Haowen continued: "It's not that I can't take apprentices, although I'm not in the troupe now, but don't you know my level?"

Thinking of Zhang Haowen's reputation back then, Cheng Qingtong had to admit that he was indeed very powerful: "But that was also back then, you haven't been on stage for so many years, and you don't know how long you haven't practiced, maybe it's long gone." ”

"Didn't you watch the play I practiced with Qiao Yi some time ago?" Zhang Haowen said slowly: "At that time, Qiao Yi couldn't even pronounce it, and I taught him all little by little." ”

Cheng Qingtong raised his head: "It's all what you teach?"

"Not exactly," Zhang Haowen recalled his remarks at the time: "It is said that an old gentleman taught him some sailing steps and changed him a little bit of Chuanbai." ”

"Old gentleman?" Cheng Qingtong was a little suspicious: "Where did the old gentleman come from to teach him to sing." ”

Zhang Haowen shook his head: "I don't know about this." ”

After talking for so long, before he got to the point, Zhang Haowen planned to turn the words back: "What we should say should be clear, right?"

Cheng Qingtong hesitated, but nodded.

Zhang Haowen made it clear: "So, you won't have any opinions with Qiao Yi and me?"

"I ......" Cheng Qingtong always felt that he still couldn't let go.

"Okay, don't say it," Zhang Haowen saw his worry: "You and I can take you, what are you afraid of? Qiao Yi is much more talented than you." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi had just finished washing the lunch box and heard such a sentence when he walked to the door.

Although he is usually quite thick-skinned, he suddenly heard that he was still a little embarrassed and slightly reddened.

He didn't know how terrible Comrade Cheng's talent was, and he was arrested all day long.

"Tuk-tuk-"

Although I really want to listen to the follow-up, Cheng Qiaoyi still can't listen to the corner of the wall with confidence.

"Come in. ”

This is the voice of Comrade Lao Cheng.

As soon as Cheng Qiao entered the house, he saw a very strange expression on Comrade Cheng's face.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Cheng Qingtong swallowed his saliva, tensed his body and said seriously: "What can I do?"

Looking at Cheng Qiaoyi's puzzled look, Zhang Haowen couldn't help but joke: "Isn't he not good at Sichuan opera?"

"What are you learning Sichuan opera?" Cheng Qiao felt an inexplicable fear when he heard the word Sichuan opera now.

Zhang Haowen smiled: "I don't dare to talk about this, I'm afraid something will happen." ”

Cheng Qingtong took advantage of Cheng Qiao's lack of attention and glared at Zhang Haowen, his eyes full of warnings.

Zhang Haowenquan didn't see it.

He smiled at Cheng Qiaoyi, and continued to talk about what he hadn't finished talking to Cheng Qingtong just now: "When does Qiaoyi plan to apprentice?"

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little confused by his sudden mention: "...... I can do it anytime. ”

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's answer, Cheng Qingtong showed an expression of hatred on his face: "Why did you agree!"

"Didn't you say it a long time ago?" Cheng Qiaoyi frowned slightly: "I just told my grandmother about it." ”

"Yes. Zhang Haowen proudly raised his chin at Cheng Qingtong: "You still object." ”

"Is there a problem......

Listening to Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Cheng Qingtong took a deep breath: "No problem. I have no objection. ”

Zhang Haowen smiled when he heard this: "Then it's decided, and we will officially apprentice after the Spring Festival, right?" ”