After Yang San came in, everyone also shed tears to reminisce about the past, and Fang Wenqi was also very relieved, it was really worth it to see so many good friends before he died, and it was worth it when he died. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The final farewell performance is about to begin, the audience is packed outside, the backstage actors are also starting to prepare, and those who are not actors will not bother them, they usually stay in other rooms, or go to the audience to wait for the performance.

The evening performance started at half past seven, and the time for the above batch was three hours, but He Xiangdong estimated that this time would definitely not be enough, with his master's urine, as long as his body could still hold it, he would never come down.

But at this time, He Xiangdong didn't say anything, as long as the old man was happy, it would be enough.

At half past six, the outside began to check the tickets and release people, because this time can seat more than 10,000 people, but you have to start the ticket inspection early, otherwise it may not be too late.

The security police in the theater also came in, maintaining order at various posts, and they were afraid that something would happen.

The lights in the auditorium were all turned on, but the stage was still dark, and all you could see was a table on it, and there was nothing else.

Backstage, Fang Wenqi changed into a pure black coat today, Fang Wenqi stood up straight, flicked the folds on his clothes, smiled, and sighed: "Finally changed into this dress again." ”

He Xiangdong helped the master straighten his clothes, and when he heard this, his nose was sour, and he said, "Yes, you look the best in this dress." ”

Fang Wenqi also said: "That's okay, you don't need to prepare a shroud for me after I die, just wear it." ”

He Xiangdong said strangely: "Master, look at what you are talking about, what is it that cannot be killed." ”

Fang Wenqi laughed: "Haha, look, don't let me say it yet." ”

The backstage actors are also laughing, what a good old man, why does time treat him like this.

Some people with delicate emotions have wet eyes at the moment.

"Mr. Fang......" Chu Cheng called.

Fang Wenqi smiled: "We haven't seen each other for decades, and we talked a few times at the beginning." After so many years, we can still stand on the same stage and say a cross talk, which is quite enough, I am quite content. Later, let's have a good talk and talk about it. ”

Chu Cheng nodded vigorously.

Yang San sighed, his back was stiff, he suffered a lot of sins in his early years, and now his health is also poor: "Alas, I can't go on stage, I can't say it, I can only look at you." ”

Fang Wenqi shook his head, and the old man's eyes revealed a sensual color: "It doesn't matter if you can say it or not, as long as you love cross talk, it's enough." San'er, you have pedaled the tricycle for decades and have not put down the cross talk, it is enough to have this heart. ”

"Hmm. Yang San nodded, very emotional.

Fang Wenqi turned his head to look at Hou Sanye again and said, "Third Master." ”

Hou Sanye hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't be, don't call it that, it's too much." ”

Fang Wenqi looked at Hou Sanye, sighed, and said: "You can afford it, although I am older than you, we are the same generation, and the third master is also called by the rivers and lakes, you can afford it." ”

Hou Sanye waved his hand: "You are polite, you are polite, although Mr. Fang, although we are the same generation, but I don't know where you are when you are in the rivers and lakes, don't call me that, I can't stand it." ”

Fang Wenqi nodded, and did not dwell on this issue more, and said: "No matter what, old man, I still want to thank you today for taking care of the little apprentice He Xiangdong for many years, you are tired." ”

As he spoke, Fang Wenqi bowed down.

Third Master Hou was taken aback, hurriedly took two steps forward to support Fang Wenqi, and said hurriedly: "Oh, Mr. Fang, what are you doing here?" He Xiangdong is your apprentice, but he is also my junior, I like this child very much, and it is the right thing to take care of him, don't do this." ”

The other people present were also a little puzzled when they saw it, this Fang Wenqi's etiquette was inevitably too much.

He Xiangdong was also stunned, but his heart ached faintly.

Fang Wenqi was helped up, sighed loudly, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, this old man in his last years looked so lonely and powerless at this moment: "Xiao Dongzi, this child is pitiful, he has no father and mother since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot in the hands of human traffickers, even after being rescued by me, he has not lived a few good days, it is our Fang Wenqi who is incompetent." ”

Everyone was silent, and He Xiangdong turned his head away, unable to bear to show his fragile side.

Fang Wenqi continued to sigh and say, his thin body trembled, and his voice was sad: "We Jianghu artists have always been performing in the rivers and lakes, and we are hungry and full, this child has suffered a lot of sins with me over the years." He hadn't gone to school for a day, and he hadn't had a serious day. He can have today's achievements, all of which rely on his own hard work, as well as the help of all of you, I am just a useless old man. ”

"I'm an incapable old man who just takes one of his master's names, and I can't help him much. And now I don't have a few days to live, Xiao Dongzi, this child has no father and no mother, I'm afraid that no one will be able to help him in the future. Third master, the old man asks you, do you really like this child?"

Hou Sanye paused, looked at Fang Wenqi's eyes, and nodded heavily: "Yes, I like this child very much, just like I like him as much as I like the children at home." ”

Fang Wenqi said earnestly: "Okay, then I, an old man with no ability, will ask you for one last thing for my apprentice." Third master, since you like this child, are you willing to accept him as your son?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved, and this thin old man was still thinking about his apprentice at the end of his life.

Those who are really familiar with Fang Wenqi are even more teary-eyed, they all know what a stubborn person Fang Wenqi is, this is the real person who would rather give up and die than bow his head.

He has never begged anyone in his life, no one in his generation has admitted his mistakes, he would rather quit the quyi troupe than bow his head and admit his mistakes, this is a person who even breathes hard.

But at the end of his life, he actually begged for someone in such a low voice, begging for the future of his apprentice, this man who couldn't even breathe hard.

He Xiangdong was already crying like this, he couldn't help it at all.

Third Master Hou was also very moved, his eyes were also full of tears of emotion, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Fang, as long as this child is willing, he will be the same as my own son in the future." From now on, he will be my Hou family. ”

Fang Wenqi nodded slowly, he stretched out his hand on the table, supporting his thin and thin body, he slowly closed his eyes and shouted, "He Xiangdong, kneel down." ”

He Xiangdong knelt down in front of the third master and couldn't cry.