"Huh?" Zhao Fenghua was stunned, the time was too short, and he didn't figure out He Xiangdong's mentorship, He Xiangdong was not famous, and the friends he asked couldn't tell why. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that He Xiangdong and his master are both folk artists, and later they were lucky enough to join the art troupe, and his master seems to be still performing in the folk arts.

Looking at He Xiangdong's age again, he instinctively thought that He Xiangdong's generation was very small, and he had no background. But when I heard Hou Sanye say this just now, it seems that He Xiangdong's seniority is still very high?

Zhao Fenghua was a little confused.

In fact, Hou Sanye deliberately made a bad thing just now, He Xiangdong and Zhao Fenghua are the same generation, but he deliberately said that He Xiangdong's generation is not lower than Zhao Fenghua, and sure enough, the other party was stunned all of a sudden.

Some people are very young but have a very high seniority, which is actually very common, not to mention the traditional artist industry, even in the ethical relationship of ordinary families, some people have early births, and there are also old children, and you are in your thirties middle-aged people who have to call the three-year-old child uncle according to their seniority.

This is normal.

Zhao Fenghua frowned and thought about it for a while, even if He Xiangdong's seniority was not lower than him, but he said that kind of vulgar cross talk in the teahouse was a fact, and no one could deny this.

He said: "Let's not talk about seniority, just talk about the kind of cross talk he said in the teahouse, I don't dare to express any opinion as an outsider, I'm worried that that person's indiscriminate performance outside will ruin the reputation of your group, so I came to tell you." ”

What a heart-wrenching thing this is, to put it bluntly, what he means is for the reputation of your group, take care of this bastard boy.

Hou Sanye naturally heard it, he really raised his eyes to look at Zhao Fenghua for the first time, and looked at his eyes coldly, Zhao Fenghua suddenly felt a little unnatural.

After a long time, Hou Sanye spoke: "Then I have to thank you?"

Zhao Fenghua was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Hou Sanye meant by this, so he said politely first: "Don't dare, I just told you this." ”

"Hmph. Hou Sanye sneered, he didn't even have the mind to look at Zhao Fenghua, and asked directly with disdain: "Then how did you have a conflict with the owner of the teahouse?

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Fenghua secretly screamed in his heart, Hou Sanye must have known that he was taking people on the spot, otherwise he would not have this attitude.

In fact, early this morning, Hou Sanye asked He Xiangdong and Xue Guo what they were doing last night, and they never saw anyone, and they didn't know when they would return to the hotel.

The two of them told Hou Sanye everything that happened, and after Hou Sanye heard it, there was a fire in his stomach, and as a result, this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead took the initiative to come to the door.

Zhao Fenghua looked a little flustered, it's not good to talk about people on the spot, although many actors are doing this kind of thing for money now, but if it is spread out, it will ruin their reputation.

He suppressed the thousands of thoughts in his heart, forced his composure, and said vaguely: "It's just that there was a little conflict with the boss, and now it's all been dealt with." ”

Hearing this, the cup that Hou Sanye had just picked up slammed on the table again, and with a bang, Zhao Fenghua was startled.

"Dealt with?" Hou Sanye looked at Zhao Fenghua coldly: "After you deal with it, why are you still coming to me? Do you want me to congratulate you? Or let me invite you to dinner?"

These few words were not ruthless at all, Zhao Fenghua's face was pale at that time, he never thought that Hou Sanye would be so unkind, he looked at Hou Sanye with some fear, and stammered: "I am ...... No...... I just wanted to tell you that the performance of the actors in your group in the teahouse is a bit indecent......"

Hou Sanye interrupted unceremoniously: "The actors in my group don't bother you Teacher Zhao, and He Xiangdong is my nephew, I will be responsible for what he plays, you don't have to care." ”

Zhao Fenghua's heart trembled at that time, Hou Sanye's words were too heavy, this is clearly supporting He Xiangdong, doesn't it mean that this kid is just an ordinary folk artist? How can Hou Sanye be so valued?

Hou Sanye was born in a famous family, and the protégés of the Hou family are all over the cross talk world, and Hou Sanye himself is also one of the several characters who carry the flag among the cross talk actors who are active on the stage. It is such a character who is so optimistic about such an ordinary little folk artist, and is willing to support him and take risks.

Why? Could it be that He Xiangdong's master is not an ordinary old folk artist, is he very promising? No, the corners of the cross talk class can be counted by themselves, and I haven't seen such a person as Xiangdong.

Zhao Fenghua's thoughts were surging, and he didn't know what to say, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't figure out He Xiangdong's background for a while, and remembered He Xiangdong's amazing performance last night, he felt more and more that this young man was a little unfathomable.

In fact, how did he know that He Xiangdong had no background at all, he was just an ordinary little folk artist. Hou Sanye is optimistic about him and is willing to support him, just because he likes this person, he values this child's superb cross talk art, and he values the heart he pays for cross talk.

Hou Sanye picked up a newspaper, shook it open, and said, "Teacher Zhao, you can leave first if it's okay, we still have to be busy performing, we don't dare to be careless in tonight's performance, let alone just don't act." ”

Zhao Fenghua's face was very ugly, and he didn't dare to speak anymore, he only begged Hou Sanye not to tell him about taking people on the spot, otherwise his reputation would stink.

He is really remorseful now, not regretting the fact that he took people on the spot last night, with Zhao Fenghua's character, he regrets that he also regrets not succeeding in making money, not taking people. What he regrets now is that he shouldn't have come in and humiliated himself.

He had the heart to explain a few words, but Hou Sanye flipped through the newspaper impatiently, unwilling to pay attention to him at all, and he didn't dare to speak, so he walked out of the door step by step.

After he went out, Hou Sanye slapped the newspaper in his hand on the sofa, there was still anger in his eyes, and he looked at the cup of tea on the seat in front of Zhao Fenghua, which was made for him by the staff when he came in.

"It's shameless to ruin the reputation of the industry. Hou Sanye grabbed the cup and threw it into the trash can angrily. There was a snap, and a good ceramic cup shattered.

Hou Sanye got up angrily, and didn't want to stay in the room any longer, so he went out to stare at the rehearsal.

……

Ten days later, the last stop of the performance ended, and the large-scale literary and artistic condolence performance on the west line officially ended, and these actors returned to Beijing.

The sun was still scorching when I set off, and now it's autumn time to return. (To be continued.) )