He Xiangdong pondered for a while, then looked up at the scenery outside the window, and then focused his eyes on the purple clay pot on the coffee table, silent and speechless for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hou Sanye and Xue Guo both sighed silently, no matter who faced this choice, they would be entangled, one side was the ideal, and the other side was the reality. The pursuit of ideals will be crushed by reality, but if you succumb to realistic ideals, you don't know where you will fall.

Perhaps when everyone is young and frivolous, they think that they can bear the pressure of reality with hard work, and think that they can overturn everything and overcome everything.

It is not until he has been abused by reality thousands of times that he will be numb and cold-blooded, and he will become the kind of person he once hated the most, raping his former ideals over and over again.

Hou Sanye knew that He Xiangdong was already a person who had been abused by reality thousands of times, and he hoped that He Xiangdong could recognize the reality, because it would be very beneficial to his future development, but he didn't want He Xiangdong to become the kind of person who was numb and cold-blooded and wantonly raped his ideals for the future, and he himself was also very entangled and annoyed.

Maybe no matter what answer He Xiangdong gives him, he will not be satisfied, but he can understand it.

Xue Guo was also looking at He Xiangdong, the atmosphere in the room was very dull and solemn, they were all waiting for He Xiangdong to speak, waiting for him to make his decision.

I don't know how long it took, He Xiangdong, who seemed to be an old monk, finally trembled a few times, and then sighed often, and his rickety body straightened: "I agree to delete my final video and not broadcast it." ”

Hou Sanye's body was relaxed, his mood was very complicated, and he nodded, no matter what choice He Xiangdong made, he was acceptable, but he was also dissatisfied.

Xue Guo nodded, pursed his lips and did not speak.

He Xiangdong looked directly at Hou Sanye and said, "But I will never change my insistence. ”

Hou Sanye suddenly raised his head.

Xue Guo was stunned.

He Xiangdong stiffened his face, and said in a heavy and angry tone: "Art is developing, it is progressing, if they develop the art of cross talk, make the basic skills better and more perfect, and change the traditional statement, I absolutely agree, and I will also pay the highest respect to these people." ”

"But these people are because their own level is not good, and the things left by the old-timers are not well mastered, and they forcibly change their statements. Deceive the audience, deceive peers, deceive cross talk, this kind of bullshit, how can I follow them? Why is cross talk so declining? People who talk about cross talk have become such a dead look, how can cross talk not decline, and it is absolutely impossible to want me to join the stream. ”

Hou Sanye covered his face with his hands and no longer looked at He Xiangdong, but behind his hands was a smiling face.

……

"Here, have a drink. ”

"Drink a fart, you know fool me with white water. ”

"Then why don't I go and change the milk?" He Xiangdong said with a smile.

"Get out. Ding Jinyang snorted angrily.

Xue Guo picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "You know that he doesn't drink at all, so don't mess with him, come, I'll drink with you, let's do one." ”

"Go one. Ding Jinyang also picked up the wine glass, touched it with Xue Guo, and the two drank it all.

This time, it was He Xiangdong who invited Ding Jinyang to dinner, and Xue Guo accompanied him, mainly to thank him for his help in the Peony Award finals last time.

He Xiangdong filled his wine glass with boiled water, picked it up, looked at Ding Jinyang, and said solemnly: "Old Ding, thank you for your kindness, I He Xiangdong remembered the friendship, come, I will toast you." ”

Ding Jinyang rolled his eyes and said: "Don't come to this set, if you are really sincere, just have a glass of white wine, and don't use this boiled water to make trouble." ”

"Good. He Xiangdong agreed very happily, and immediately poured out the white water in the cup, and then added less than half a glass of liquor to it.

Ding Jinyang himself was stunned, and said in astonishment: "Are you really here?"

Xue Guo was also surprised: "You really drink?"

He Xiangdong said very freely: "Hey, it's not for my brother, come, I respect you." ”

He Xiangdong learned to be as free and unrestrained as a hero in Liangshan, and pushed hard with both hands, and the wine in the wine glass spilled out in an arc: "Cheers." ”

A deep tilt, the wine to the glass dry, free and easy.

Ding Jinyang wiped the wine on his body with tears in his eyes, and scolded the street: "Dog, don't splash it on me, your uncle." ”

He Xiangdong ignored him, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and shouted happily: "Good wine, it's really good wine." ”

"Good uncle. Ding Jinyang scolded the street again.

Xue Guo was almost laughing so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, these two goods were too funny.

After a lot of fighting, several people also ate about the same, and Xue Guo also asked the question that he had been puzzled about, he had asked a few times before, but both of them were vague: "Eh, Lao Ding, where did you get the bag of white sand you took last time?"

Ding Jinyang turned his head and said without thinking: "I picked it up on the road." ”

Xue Guo was speechless: "Do you dare to make up a reason that is not so mentally retarded?"

Ding Jinyang asked He Xiangdong: "Are you very mentally retarded?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "You can't be mentally retarded anymore." ”

Xue Guo urged: "You two hurry up and tell me, Shaomeng me, when you left before, you still looked like you were at home, don't tell me that this thing was prepared by the working group a long time ago." ”

Ding Jinyang was choked up, he just wanted to find this excuse.

He Xiangdong shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Okay, just tell him, this kid is about to go crazy." Guo'er is a tight-lipped person, don't worry. ”

Ding Jinyang thought for a while, nodded, raised his neck and said arrogantly: "Hmph, I don't want to say anything about sticking a knife in my friend's ribs, I am suspected of boasting." ”

Xue Guo rolled his eyes.

He Xiangdong rolled up his sleeves, he decided to speak, slapped the table, and began to tell the story: "That day, it was a dark moon and a windy night, there was no starlight in the sky, and it was terrifyingly quiet. The north wind is blowing, and it hurts to hit people's faces......"

Ding Jinyang laughed happily there.

Xue Guozi couldn't help it, he interrupted He Xiangdong and said: "Okay, okay, you're not done yet, what a dark moon, a high night, what a mess, hurry up and say how that bag of white sand came from." ”

He Xiangdong restrained the hippie smile and said: "You know, the white sand used for white sand must be ground into white marble, otherwise we won't be able to write edges and corners, but we decided to change the show temporarily, so we didn't prepare in advance, so we could only let Lao Ding do it temporarily." ”

Xue Guo was puzzled: "Where did you do it, there is no stone market near here, where can you find white marble?"

He Xiangdong said: "Why not." ”

Xue Guo asked, "Where?"

He Xiangdong said confidently: "Isn't there a pair of stone lions made of white marble at the entrance of the theater?" ”

"Huh?" Xue Guo's voice changed.