The ancients once said that unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, and they can be the same as those who speak, He Xiangdong never talked to Zhou Qingqing about the reason why he was in a bad mood today, nor did he talk about his past. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Qingqing is also a very smart and docile girl, He Xiangdong doesn't want to say it, she won't ask, since He Xiangdong said this, the two fell silent again.

He Xiangdong pillowed his head with his hands, looking at the bright moonlight, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Zhou Qingqing was just staring at the moonlight reflected on the surface of the pond and lake, and from time to time she shook her skirt with her hand to drive away mosquitoes.

After a long time, the night was already deep.

He Xiangdong got up from the stone, rubbed his face, showed a relaxed smile, and sent Zhou Qingqing home, and when he arrived at Zhou's house, he was scolded by the angry and suspicious old Zhou, which made He Xiangdong embarrassed and difficult to explain, Zhou Qingqing just covered his mouth and snickered.

The next day, He Xiangdong returned to normal, he should talk about cross talk, he should buy groceries and cook groceries, it is no different from before, life can't tolerate you to have the slightest hypocrisy, if you don't return to normal, what the hell can you do.

It's really not easy to say cross talk these days, it can be said that the entire cross talk market has disappeared, and basically the word cross talk can't be heard in other people's mouths, and what can be heard occasionally is also in the Spring Festival Gala, and no one likes to watch it.

The trough of cross talk, this is the general environment, whether it is national or civil, all those who talk about cross talk are not easy to mix. He Xiangdong is not bad like this, but he only costs forty or fifty yuan a day, this is still Lao Zhou's kindness, he is willing to share the account with them, and other places are all five or five or ****, and some even artists take small shares.

But despite this, He Xiangdong only has a thousand yuan a month, rent, water, electricity, and all kinds of food and drink all kinds of money, and the master is not in good health, so he has to take medicine often, which is a lot of money.

Now it's really not as good as the original, when I worked in Tianjin Liancheng Club in 84, I had one or two hundred yuan a day, three or four thousand a month, three or four thousand in 84 and more than one thousand in 96 is really incomparable, it's too difficult to make art this year.

When you're lucky, you can have dozens of customers, but when the weather is bad, you may not be able to come alone, just like today, after lunch, it suddenly rains and you can't walk on the street.

He Xiangdong and Wu Jin were bitter, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, this rain came too fast and too big, crackling, and their eyes could only be released a few meters.

Wu Jin clapped his hands and said helplessly: "Yes, it's been an afternoon of blindness." ”

He Xiangdong found a stool and sat down, and said, "I can't leave anyway, let's sit down for a while." ”

The two of them came after lunch, and before they could get ready, the rainstorm fell, and none of the guests came, and they could not leave, so they could only sit in the teahouse.

Wu Jin's son Wu Yang is very happy, he is on summer vacation during this time, and he often comes to the teahouse to play when he has nothing to do, this child is ten years old, he looks very cute, and he looks very delicate, and his father is really not like him.

"Master. Wu Yang smiled and came to He Xiangdong's side, he liked to play with He Xiangdong very much.

He Xiangdong rubbed Wu Yang's little face, and said seriously: "How many times have I told you, I want to call Dad." ”

"Fuck off. Wu Jin scolded angrily.

He Xiangdong laughed.

Zhou Qingqing was also in the store, and she said to He Xiangdong: "Why do you always take advantage of Angkor." ”

He Xiangdong was full of smiles, turned Wu Yang's head, and said, "Look how handsome this kid is, how can he look a little like Lao Wu." ”

Wu Jin had no place to vent his stomach, and for the first time he found that the child was so good-looking, it was not a long-faced thing for parents.

Wu Yang twisted his little head, broke free from He Xiangdong's hand, frowned and said unhappily: "Master, don't keep messing with my head, okay." ”

He Xiangdong said: "You kid, I confiscated you again, why do you always call me master?"

Wu Yang smiled and said: "Because I also want to learn cross talk, I think Master, you are very powerful, you can do anything, so I want to worship you as a teacher." ”

He Xiangdong glanced at Wu Jin, Wu Jin shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

He Xiangdong looked at Wu Yang's eyes again and stared at them for a while before saying, "If I were your father, I would slap you in the face now." ”

Everyone present was shocked, and Wu Yang was even more frightened.

He Xiangdong sighed, and then said to Wu Yang: "Xiaoyang, you are still young, but listen to your uncle's words, but if you want to have a little way out, don't talk about cross talk, studying hard is better than anything else." ”

Zhou Qingqing said: "No, there are many good cross talk actors on TV now, they can all be on TV, this should be very good." ”

He Xiangdong glanced at her, and did not answer her question, but looked at Wu Jin and said, "Old Wu, I advise you, but don't let your children learn art if there is any way." ”

Wu Jin was silent for a while, then nodded with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Wu Yang also lowered his head aggrievedly.

"Why?" Zhou Qingqing asked again, she was most annoyed by adults interfering with children's dreams.

He Xiangdong said: "We say that if there is another way to talk about cross talk, we will not let our children learn cross talk again." Master Hou Baolin's third son, Mr. Hou Yaowen, you know. ”

"Yes, I've seen it on TV. Zhou Qingqing nodded.

He Xiangdong continued: "Hou Baolin, this kind of top master, he doesn't let his children learn cross talk, back then, Hou Sangongzi went to the student class to sign up to learn cross talk, and the old Hou Ye almost didn't smoke him. There is also the young horse, after these famous families, the family is not allowed to learn. ”

"There are only some cross talk that don't say much, and they don't let their children learn cross talk, but anyone who has a little achievement will not have this kind of thought. This line of work is really too difficult, too bitter, saying that the rules of cross talk are not to worship your father as a teacher, why, it's because it's my own and I can't beat it, I was forced by my master to be in the corner when I was a child, with my back in my mouth, and if I stumbled over a wrong word, it was a mouth, and my face was swollen. ”

Wu Yang was startled, and his face turned a little pale. Wu Jin looked at his son like this, and also smiled bitterly, he himself learned it in the student class of the Quyi Troupe, but he didn't suffer these crimes, but his level was really not good, and He Xiangdong carried him.

Artists learn art, to put it mildly, these skills are all beaten, although it is very barbaric, but it is really barbaric to produce talents, so many accomplished cross talk actors are unwilling to let their sons learn art, it is really too bitter, they are all biological children, who is willing to let children suffer this crime.

This is not the old society, craftsmanship is a job, if you don't learn art, you won't have food, in this era, you study hard to be a teacher and a doctor, it's not better than saying cross talk, it's difficult to learn cross talk, and it's a hundred times more difficult to become famous than learning art.

He Xiangdong touched Wu Yang's little head and said: "Xiaoyang, study hard, in the future, like your sister Zhou, you will be better at taking the university exam than anything else, don't think about learning cross talk anymore, this line of work is not good, now it is getting harder and harder, you are really better than anything else when you read." ”

Wu Yang lowered his head and pouted.