The person who presided over today is Lin Zhengjun, and he is used to this. According to the old rules in the past, it was necessary to invite a respected senior of the sect to preside, but because of He Xiangdong's chaos, everything was simplified as soon as possible.

Zhang Kuoru didn't even invite his fellow brothers and seniors, nor did he do anything big, so he simply accepted the apprentice, and he had been living in seclusion here and didn't want to be disturbed.

The ceremony officially began, the beginning was to worship the ancestor and the deceased elders of the sect, Zhang Kuoru in front, He Xiangdong in the back, the two burned incense and prayed, holding incense and kneeling. The rest of the people were standing on the sidelines to watch the ceremony, because there were only these two people in the storytelling class today, so they were the only two of them who knelt down to worship the ancestor master.

At the end of the worship, Zhang Kuoru was upright on the Taishi chair at the top. He Xiangdong retreated to the door, and the protégé on his head stepped forward, knelt on the ground in front of Zhang Kuoru, and bowed three times and bowed nine times.

Zhang Kuoru stood up from the stool and said to He Xiangdong: "I, Zhang Kuoru, learned art at the age of seven, performed on stage at the age of eighteen, and became a corner at the age of nineteen. Dongzi, I'm telling you this, not for anything else, but to let you know that worshipping me as a teacher will not humiliate you. ”

He Xiangdong glanced up at Zhang Kuoru, and then quickly lowered his head.

A few people next to him also nodded secretly, especially Fang Wenqi, who was also very familiar with Zhang Kuoru's reputation, and this storytelling kung fu was not simple.

Don't say anything else, let's just say that in the 50s, I was not allowed to talk about some old things, I must say that things that reflect the new era, many artists have been forced to lose their way, they are learning old things, and new things can't be done at all.

However, Zhang Kuoru was different, he adapted the famous works of the Soviet Union, "How Steel is Made" and "War and Peace" into commentaries, and told them in various universities in Beijing, which was a sensation at the time, and many university professors took notebooks across half of Beijing to listen to one of his commentaries, and the limelight was unparalleled for a while.

Zhang Kuoru continued: "Today you worship under my Zhang family, I hope you will learn the art of acting and commenting on words in the future, Master now gives you the stage name He Zengdong, who is the tenth generation of my storytelling, and will enter the genealogy of my storytelling family, and be a branch of my Zhang family." I have only accepted three disciples in my life, and you are the last one I have received in my life, and from then on, my Zhang's Yimai Mountain Gate will never be opened again. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kuoru took He Xiangdong's protégé sticker on top of his head, and carefully folded it and placed it in a sandalwood box that had been prepared a long time ago.

He said goodbye to the east.

Fang Wenqi was also very relieved, it seems that this Mr. Zhang still values Dongzi very much, and he has accepted closed disciples. There are two apprentices of artists with relatively high status, one is the first apprentice to open the mountain gate, called the big disciple of the mountain, the senior brother of the door, and the other is the last disciple of the door, and the last one is not accepted after the last one, which is called the closed disciple. A disciple who closes the door is not a disciple who teaches behind closed doors, it is called a disciple who enters the room.

Zhang Kuoru turned around and helped He Xiangdong up, with a loving and relieved smile on his face.

Lin Zhengjun also said at this time: "Okay, the following is the link where the master and apprentice exchange gifts, Dongzi, what gifts have you prepared for your master of the storytelling sect." ”

He Xiangdong hurriedly walked to the side of the room, and when he entered the door, he put the gift in the corner of the room, which was a beautiful box.

Fang Wenqi was also curious, he didn't know what was in it, He Xiangdong just told him that he would prepare it himself, and then brought it over like this.

Zhang Kuoru smiled and looked at the little apprentice he had just received, no matter what the gift was, it was the child's heart, and he was happy.

"I made it all myself. With that, He Xiangdong opened the box and took out a piece of paper from it.

Zhang Kuoru also smiled and nodded, it may be a painting, or a letter, not to mention how beautiful, but the child himself must be more valuable than the one he bought.

He Xiangdong spread out the piece of paper, which was full of words, Zhang Kuoru smiled, sure enough, it was a letter, but when He Xiangdong spoke, he couldn't laugh.

He Xiangdong smiled and said: "Master, when we first met, didn't you say that people with the ability can eat for free in your store, and you later admitted that I have the ability, I didn't write an agreement, I just kept a copy of the free free food certificate." ”

Zhang Kuoru's face was very exciting at that time.

"Poof. Yang San didn't hold back and laughed.

"Ahem, cough ......" Bai Fengshan held back a smile and held back internal injuries.

Lin Zhengjun covered his mouth tightly, for fear that he would make a sound.

Fang Wenqi was also speechless and looked up at the sky, he could be regarded as having convinced his little apprentice, and he actually made a blank certificate, can't he change his name.

Zhang Kuoru couldn't cry or laugh, and accepted this very meaningful gift.

He gave He Xiangdong a folding fan and a piece of waking wood, which were also packed in the box, as soon as He Xiangdong opened it, Yang San sighed, and he said: "This is an old object, it seems to be some years old." ”

Zhang Kuoru said with a smile: "This is an old thing that Mr. Shuanghouping has used for decades, it is not an antique, nor is it a particularly precious material, but it can be regarded as a thought for the storyteller." ”

He Xiangdong still didn't understand the doorway, but Fang Wenqi and Yang San were surprised, this is something left by Mr. Shuanghouping, which is extremely precious in the storytelling door, except for the dragon ticket that has never been seen in the storytelling door, the most memorable thing is the old gadgets left by the four ancestors.

In addition to Liu Jingting and Wang Hongxing are the founding ancestors, there is also Shi Yukun who created the Three Heroes and Five Righteousness, and the last one is the master Shuanghouping who was active in the Republic of China.

If Zhang Kuo can give this kind of gift to He Xiangdong, who is just getting started, it can be seen how much he values this child.

The apprenticeship is over, and the next thing is the banquet, and today there are several tables, and everyone pushes the cup to change the lamp, and it is not lively, Zhang Kuoru laughs endlessly, and the old man is very relieved. Zhang Qingfeng also watched with emotion from the sidelines, since his mother died, it was the first time he saw his father so happy.

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From this day on, He Xiangdong began to get busy, he learned cross talk in the morning, learned to comment on books in the afternoon, performed on stage in the evening, and Fang Wenqi pushed him in the afternoon.

Artists learn art like this, you have to perform for the audience, even if you practice for a hundred years behind closed doors, you can't become a talent, but if your basic skills are not solid, you are waiting to be bombarded on stage, so he must continue to exercise on and off the stage to become a talent.