Tian Futang and Ma Jinshan are entangled, any artist wants to be popular, the artist industry is Vanity Fair, and they are no exception.

But they also have a lot of concerns, which are inevitable for people in any system to go to the market.

They have a lot of ability, but after all, they have mixed very well in the system, and at this time, the decision to abandon everything they have and run to the literary society to start over is too big, so big that they want to die.

Ma Jinshan was silent.

Tian Futang's brows were also tightly locked.

He Xiangdong didn't talk much, nor did he persuade much, and there was no way to persuade this kind of thing, so they could only rely on themselves to make decisions.

Zhang Yongye looked at his apprentice, his eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.

The table also fell into a quiet and slightly awkward atmosphere because of He Xiangdong's invitation.

Fu Sheng also fell into deep thought, he is the CEO of a cultural company, but at the same time he is also an artist, a very powerful storyteller.

He was thinking, if He Xiangdong invited him to perform at the Xiangwen Society, would he go? Would he abandon all the business here?

Thinking about it like this, he also fell into hesitation.

Wu Jiabao's children stared at everyone with big eyes, and their eating movements stopped.

He Xiangdong gave Wu Jiabao a chicken wing, and then touched his head again, so the child began to eat happily again.

After a long time, Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang gradually came out of their contemplation, they glanced at each other and smiled bitterly, both helpless.

Ma Jinshan turned his head to Zhang Yongye again and said, "Master, look?"

Zhang Yongye replied: "Don't ask me about this, you are all in your forties, how to go in the future, you just need to make your own decisions." ”

Ma Jinshan said with a bitter face: "Master, we can't make a decision either, so I want to ask your opinion." ”

Zhang Yongye sighed, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said, "I can't give you advice on this kind of big decision." People always have to be responsible for their own decisions, such as people drink water, cold and warm self-knowledge, the choices you make now, you will have to bear the consequences of the choices you make now in the future, whether it is good or bad, whether it is bitter or sweet. It is a blessing and a blessing for you, and a disaster for you to bear. ”

After Zhang Yongye said this, Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang fell silent again, their brows were tightly locked, and their heads were lowered.

Wu's father and Wu's mother also looked at their son Wu Jiabao with feeling, Zhang Yongye's mentality is actually the mentality of many parents, parents hope to use their life experience accumulated in half a life to help their children make choices, but they are afraid that their choices will bring bad results to their children, after all, the future blessings and disasters are eaten by the children themselves.

Wu's father and mother chose to let Wu Jiabao worship He Xiangdong as a teacher and support Wu Jiabao to learn to comment on books, but whether this decision is good or bad for the child, they have no bottom in their hearts, and they can only support the child with trepidation.

Ma Jinshan was silent for a while, he raised his head again, looked at Zhang Yongye, and opened his mouth: "Master......"

As soon as the two words were spoken, they were interrupted by Zhang Yongye's wave.

Zhang Yongye looked at him, and then looked at Tian Futang, Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang saw that Zhang Yongye had something to say to them, and they immediately straightened their waists, and their expressions became serious.

Zhang Yongye looked at the two, and he said: "Life is in the world, and half a life is from art. It doesn't matter if it's bitter or happy, whether it's fame or profit. People always have their own pursuits, and instead of dwelling on these external disturbances, you have a way forward and a way out. Why don't you calm down and ask yourself, what do you really want?"

"Life is only a few decades in the world, this life is over, there is no chance to start over, the most precious thing in life is not regrets. So instead of asking me, ask yourselves, what do you want most, is it fame, money, art, profit? ask yourself. ”

Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang both narrowed their eyes and fell into deep thought.

He Xiangdong couldn't help but fall into thought, what did he want, what did he want most?

Fu Sheng also fell into deep thought.

The people at this dinner table were all lost in thought, Zhang Yongye asked the simplest question, but it was also the most touching question.

After a while, He Xiangdong was the first to regain his clarity, he already had the answer, what he wanted most was what he had always wanted.

After Ma Jinshan fell into confusion for a short time, many pictures appeared in his mind, wealth, fame and fortune, worship by ten thousand people, fame, and books, these pictures have been flickering and playing back in his mind.

He didn't know how to choose, maybe he wanted to choose.

Just as he was struggling, another picture appeared, this picture was the picture he went to see the commercial performance of the literary society last night.

He watched his blind friends go to give gifts to He Xiangdong, and saw the faces of these blind friends who were physically handicapped with sincere and grateful smiles.

He watched He Xiangdong scold Fang Xuan on stage, loudly and arrogantly expounding the cross talk in his eyes. Listening to his last roar shouting, "Laughter is not dead, cross talk is not dead, being able to tell you cross talk is the greatest honor of He Xiangdong in my life."

The audience was all boiling, and even Ma Jinshan, who was already in his forties, felt that there was a stream of blood rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Now I think about it, I am still enthusiastic and hearty.

It is also strange to say that after this picture appeared in Ma Jinshan's mind, all the previous mixed thoughts disappeared, and all that remained was the picture of He Xiangdong roaring on stage and the audience's enthusiasm boiling off the stage.

This picture lingers for a long time and is condensed in my heart.

Laughter does not die, cross talk does not die.

Ma Jinshan smiled helplessly, it turned out that he already had the answer in his heart.

Ma Jinshan stopped thinking and looked up at Tian Futang, Tian Futang smiled at him, Ma Jinshan knew that his old partner also had an answer in his heart, and he had the same answer as him.

Ma Jinshan turned his head to look at He Xiangdong again, and he said, "Teacher He." ”

He Xiangdong hurriedly said: "You are polite. ”

After Ma Jinshan sighed lightly, his face was full of relieved smiles, and he clenched his fists and said to He Xiangdong: "Please take care of me in the future." ”

He Xiangdong was immediately overjoyed, and he was busy looking at Tian Futang.

Tian Futang also clenched his fists and smiled: "Please take care of me." ”

He Xiangdong was overjoyed and said: "Okay, good, with the two of you joining, we can say that we are like a tiger to the literary society, okay, good." ”

Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang also smiled.

Zhang Yongye nodded with a smile.

There was a lot of laughter at the dinner table.

But in the midst of this laughter, He Xiangdong's phone rang.