Feng Jiushan looked at Yang San and asked again, "Which storyteller did you knock on?"

Yang San's face became ugly.

There are rules in the art world in the old society, all artists must be apprenticed, and they must enter the genealogy of that line, which is the proof of your future career, otherwise you will not be able to engage in this industry, and your peers will not allow it.

To put it a little more academically, this is called the rules formulated to maintain the common interests and closeness of the industry. So in the old society, the rules were very heavy, no matter if you have big wrists or small wrists, the seniority is above this, and the seniors with high seniors smoke two ear scrapers, and the juniors dare not move, this is the rule.

Like Yang San, who came out to perform without a teacher, he choked others, and it was ugly to say that a child without a father ran to someone's house to grab things. When you meet your peers, you can't tell the teacher, according to the rules, they can take away all the guys you eat, and take away all the money you earn today, and you can't say a word.

Of course, these are all old rules, and they have weakened a little after the Republic of China, and after the founding of New China, this old rule has long ceased to exist, otherwise Yang San would not have said the Three Kingdoms today. Take the current society as an example, if you call the police, they really dare to take away the folding fan on your money table in front of the police, which is impossible.

Luckily, these people really came to pick this reason, Yang San is also an old artist from the old society, he understands this rule, and now he is so embarrassed.

Lin Zhengjun also knew the doorway here, and he helped to relieve the siege and said: "What do you don't buckle the scoop and don't buckle the scoop, you still think it's the old society, if you don't apprentice, you won't be allowed to sell your art?"

Liu Fenghua also laughed there: "Of course not, now it's all about the law, if you call the police, we won't have to eat and walk around, but you give a word, as long as you admit that the rules are broken, we will turn around and leave." ”

"Of course. Liu Fenghua looked at Lin Zhengjun and said with a smile: "If you don't admit that you have broken the rules, we will also leave." ”

Liu Fenghua's move was to retreat into advance, leaving everyone speechless.

Regardless of whether they admit to breaking the rules today, they will definitely have to talk nonsense when they go out, and when the time comes, the faces in the Liancheng Theater will not be able to hang up, especially Yang San is estimated to be ashamed to death.

Fang Wenqi's face sank slightly, and he arched his hand to Liu Fenghua and said, "Manager Liu, have you done too much?"

Liu Fenghua's attitude towards Fang Wenqi was still very kind, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, you are polite, I am not difficult for you, this is our storyteller who is not convinced." In this way, as long as you take your apprentice to our theater to talk about cross talk, it is easy to talk together, and we can give you what Liancheng can give you, and today's events are all written off, and I will personally set up a banquet to apologize to you. ”

Liu Fenghua didn't invite Yang San, mainly because Yang San's single-talk business coincided with their theater's storytelling business, and today he offended others, so it can only be like this.

As soon as Liu Fenghua's olive branch was thrown, everyone's hearts were raised, especially Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun, they knew too well how their Liancheng was popular, but in terms of conditions, Fenghua was much stronger than their Liancheng's grass platform team, would Fang Wenqi agree?

Fang Wenqi shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Manager Liu, you didn't invite me once or twice, and I didn't refuse once or twice, so why bother saying it again." I was on fire in Liancheng, they chose to believe me in the most difficult time, and gave me the greatest help, I have to be a conscience, I can't kick away all the old guys just because I'm famous now, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts warmed, Lin Zhengjun's eyes were red, they Liancheng lived by others, not by others, but people can still do this, and this friendship is not said.

He Xiangdong was also moved by the master, and he only now knew that the original Fenghua people had already looked for the master several times.

"I don't know what to do. Liu Fenghua angrily threw down a sentence.

When Fang Wenqi and others became popular, he came to Fang Wenqi once, and that was the first time, but unfortunately he was rejected. But he didn't give up, he thought that Liancheng relied on cross talk, so they could naturally learn from it.

Then he found two people who had learned cross talk in the student class of the Quyi Troupe, but then they didn't enter the group to talk about cross talk, but no one wanted to listen to it at all, and the two were blown away by the audience without saying a word on stage, and he was furious.

In fact, he didn't want to think about how these two people, who couldn't even enter professional groups in the student class, could compare with people like Fang Wenqi and Yang San who were already big horns before liberation.

After driving away the two again, Liu Fenghua came to Fang Wenqi for the second time, but he was rejected again, and he reported Liancheng in anger. And then everything else will be known.

He also saw the program list posted by Liancheng today that there was the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and he inquired clearly, Yang San had never worshiped Mr. Storyteller as a teacher at all, and he didn't have a portal, so he took someone to the door to smash the kiln.

Liu Fenghua glanced at everyone and smiled casually: "Don't look at me, today's incident has nothing to do with me, you continue." ”

Feng Jiushan glanced at Liu Fenghua, and then walked to Yang San's table, he said: "If you talk about your stand-up comedy today, I can't care about it, but if you talk about the things in our storytelling door, and there is no teacher's door, then I will take away your food today, of course, if you don't allow me to take it, I won't force it." ”

Yang San's face instantly turned gray, his hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly.

Fang Wenqi sighed, it seemed that he had aged a lot, they had already eaten this loss, it was better to be generous than to twist and pinch, he sighed: "If you want to take it, take it." ”

Hearing this, Yang San's face was even more ugly, his teeth were clenched, and his clenched fingernails were embedded in the flesh.

He Xiangdong was even more anxious, he was too familiar with Uncle Yang's temperament, although he was usually quite easy-going, but this was a person with an excellent face, he lost such a big face in front of so many people today, he was so angry, and it was very possible that he would never perform again in the future.

Feng Jiushan looked at Yang San and smiled contemptuously, then reached out and grabbed the pile of things on the table.

"Wait a minute. He Xiangdong shouted, and everyone looked at him.

Fang Wenqi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Dongzi, don't mess around. ”

He Xiangdong looked back at the master and said very seriously: "Master, I didn't mess around. ”

After speaking, he walked directly to Yang San's side, looked at Feng Jiushan and said, "I said today's Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and my Third Uncle Yang just came up to help me warm up." ”