Wang Miwei looked at the figure of the taxi leaving, and laughed with relief, he couldn't be more satisfied with He Xiangdong, the inheritor: "Tianzhong Wizard, Tianzhong Wizard, hahaha, hey, how old is he this year?"

The scruffy young man replied, "23." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Miwei praised: "23 good, 23 good, I already have such skills at such an age, as long as I train well, I will definitely be a generation of grandmasters of stand-up comedy in time, and my whole nine-headed case is finally entrusted to a non-person." Xiao Wuye, I still want to thank you this time, and thank you Xiao Chen. ”

The sloppy young man looked out the window and wrote lightly: "It's okay, Chen Yigong likes this kind of pretending to be a ghost the most, and he may not know how happy he is." Besides, you and my father are old friends, and it is appropriate for our younger generations to contribute, and it would be good if the nine-headed case could be passed on. ”

Wang Miwei sat down and smiled emotionally: "Yes, don't say that you are old, you are really afraid of this, you said that I will be alone in the whole nine-headed case, if something happens to me, it will really be a shame for my ancestors." For this reason, I also specially recorded a recording for backup, in case something happens to me, the nine-head case will not be lost. However, it's also fortunate to meet a kid with such a high talent, alas......"

The sloppy young man looked outside, although his appearance was quite sloppy, but his eyes were very deep, with a sense of vicissitudes that penetrated the world, he said: "Do the conditions for inheriting the nine-head case have to be so strict, a famous family in your twenties, you are really not afraid of losing it?"

Wang Miwei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "There is no way, I also went through such a test when I first learned this, and my master also asked me to pass it on to the same way, he said that mediocre people are not worthy of inheriting the nine-headed case, what do you think I can do? ”

The scruffy young man shook his head imperceptibly, and did not say much.

In fact, there are many reasons for the loss of traditional art, and one of the most important reasons is that each school cherishes itself.

There has always been a saying in the traditional industry that the Tao is not lightly transmitted, and there is also a Yiyan in the cross talk industry who would rather give up an ingot of gold and not pass on a word of spring.

For cross talk artists, cross talk jokes are his job, you will too, he will too, everyone will know this, so why do the audience have to come to listen to me, you are here to rob me of my food.

Therefore, many jokes are hidden and tucked away, and they are not passed on. There are also some jokes that are only passed on to a few people, and these people are not willing to pass them down, in case there is an accident, there will be more lost, especially in those turbulent years.

Artists are very precious to their own jokes, and even their own apprentices may not be willing to pass them on, and some are even willing to confide in them when they are dying. The apprentice of the church starves to death of the master, and the apprentice will always have a day when he leaves the master, and after he leaves the master, he will be your competitor, and he will come to compete with you for a job.

Modern school teachers and students are different from the traditional master-apprentice system, teachers are teaching for a living, teachers are my profession, no matter how good the students you teach, they will not be my competitors, but the better the students, the more they can prove that I am a high level of teachers.

But the strange thing is that the traditional school teaching of these professions is often ineffective, at most it teaches you a basic knowledge, and you can't replace it with a meal for those things that the school teaches you.

Not only cross talk, but also other operas, even chefs, Chinese chefs are also traditional professions, and chefs who graduated from school have no way to be in charge of the cook, so they still have to go to the restaurant to learn from the master again, so that it can be.

So this is a question that is worth pondering, it stands to reason that the master is just one person and has so many skills, there are so many teachers in the school, each teacher has his own aspects of expertise, so many teachers use what they are good at to teach students, why is it not as good as an apprentice taught by a master?

Although the traditional master-apprentice system has been criticized by modern people for a long time, it can be inherited for thousands of years without fading, and there must be a reason for its existence.

After standing silently for a while, the sloppy young man turned to Wang Miwei and said, "Senior Wang, I'm leaving?"

Hearing this, Wang Miwei also stood up: "Little Master Wu, where are you going?"

The scruffy young man said, "The road is ahead, and I am on the way." ”

Wang Miwei thought for a while and asked, "Do you still want to beg?"

The sloppy young man said: "Perhaps, walking thousands of miles, stepping through all kinds of life, and experiencing every kind of life, this is a kind of practice, a practice in the red dust." ”

Wang Miwei clenched her fists and arched her hands, and stopped talking.

The sloppy young man took out a cigarette butt from his pocket, lit it, took a few puffs, and then he was already at the end of the cigarette, and strode away with a skillful flick of his finger on the ground.

"Hahaha......" The sloppy young man laughed loudly: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others for not being able to see through, I don't see the tomb of Wuling Haojie, no flowers and no wine hoe fields, hahaha......"

There is a kind of hysterical madness in the laughter, the ultimate release that has been suppressed for a long time, and it is also full of banter and indifference to the desolate world.

……

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo finally caught the train, and finally got on the car, because they were late, the two were scolded by Hou Sanye in public, as the leading elders of the two of them, Hou Sanye scolded him mercilessly.

In fact, Hou Sanye usually has stricter requirements for these two people than others in the group, and if he does something wrong, he criticizes him even more.

This time, when the two came back so late, Hou Sanye was scolded. Later, Director Huang came forward to intercede. In fact, every time these two people were scolded, Director Huang helped to intercede, and Mr. Shi was not very easy to come forward, after all, Xue Guo was his own apprentice.

Xue Guo was dumbfounded, although so many people were watching, he was not ashamed at all, and he was excited to death in his heart.

He Xiangdong lowered his head, his mind was not here at all, his mind had already drifted to the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

How is he?

How could it be him?

How could it be him?

Who the hell is he?

Who is he?

A series of questions stirred He Xiangdong's skull.

The next stop is in Baoji, Ding Jinyang and Guo Yunchong have returned to Beijing, and the actors for this large-scale performance are rotated, but He Xiangdong and Xue Guo followed the whole process.

At night, when Xue Guo came out of the bath, he saw He Xiangdong lying on the bed in a daze, he wiped his hair with a dry towel and asked, "Why don't you go to the bath?"

He Xiangdong is like a soul.

"Hey. Xue Guo shouted loudly.

He Xiangdong came over in surprise and looked at Xue Guo blankly: "Huh?"

Xue Guo was a little amused and asked, "What are you doing?

He Xiangdong rubbed his face, shook his head vigorously, threw out all the messy confusion, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little unfocused." ”

Xue Guo sat down on the bed and nodded: "Also, this day is too thrilling, I thought you would lose, but I didn't expect you to win, alas......"

Speaking of this, He Xiangdong reached out and took the bag over and took out the Sony Walkman from it.

Seeing this, Xue Guo hurriedly got dressed and said, "What, I'm a little hungry, I'll go buy something to eat." (To be continued.) )