readx;“ Art can't be wrong, it's just the artist who is wrong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Director Xu replied to He Xiangdong in the same sentence.

He Xiangdong looked at Director Xu with a slightly different look in his eyes.

Director Xu smiled elegantly and said, "I have always believed that art needs a hundred flowers to bloom and a hundred schools of thought to contend. ”

"So. Director Xu looked at He Xiangdong seriously, spit out the words and said, "Let's talk about cross talk." ”

After a pause, He Xiangdong nodded and agreed, "I will." ”

Director Xu also smiled, and he didn't know if it was the cigarette in front of him that hooked his addiction to smoking, or what, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket again, took out a cigarette, lit it, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, he said: "You said that the new cross talk is also cross talk, and the cross talk at that party is also cross talk, have you tried this type in your cross talk garden?"

He Xiangdong replied, "No." ”

Director Xu asked again: "Oh? Why is this? Are you afraid that you will not speak well?"

He Xiangdong smiled and said: "Not really, what kind of cross talk to say on what occasion, this is the most basic quality that a cross talk actor should have." ”

Director Xu smiled, and the cigarette in his hand shook with his body, and the ashes were scattered on the ground: "Hahaha, interesting, interesting." ”

He Xiangdong was also laughing, he felt that this Director Xu was also very interesting.

After laughing for a long time, Director Xu stopped, picked up the cigarette again, took a hard breath, spit out the smoke, showed an enjoyable smile, and asked He Xiangdong: "What do you think of the singing cross talk?"

He Xiangdong said without thinking about it, he didn't have much defense against this Xu Officer now: "It's the same, the praise type of cross talk is also cross talk." ”

Director Xu stopped smoking, stared into He Xiangdong's eyes, and then asked, "Then what do you think of Teacher Ma Ji?"

He Xiangdong averted his gaze, thought for a while, and then gave such an evaluation: "A generation of masters in the true sense." ”dudu1;

Director Xu was also slightly surprised, he didn't expect He Xiangdong's evaluation of Ma Ji to be so high, and he couldn't help but say: "You people in the cross talk industry have a lot of criticisms of praise cross talk, and they also have a lot of dissatisfaction with Ma Ji, thinking that his cross talk ruined the cross talk." ”

"Huh. He Xiangdong smiled mockingly and said, "It's just that they don't understand, it should be said that they understand, but they don't want to understand." But you ......" He Xiangdong turned his head and looked at Director Xu, and said, "You should understand, don't you?"

Director Xu smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "Yes, I should understand." ”

The two sat silently for a while, it was already dark at this time, and the street lights on the road were also on, Fan Wenquan looked at the door several times, and wanted to ask He Xiangdong to eat, but saw that He Xiangdong was still chatting with the guests, so he withdrew again.

After smoking the second cigarette, Director Xu put the cigarette case and lighter in his trouser pocket and put them away, and said with a smile: "I don't smoke, I smoked two cigarettes today, and there have been many exceptions." ”

He Xiangdong thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "This kind of exception is not a good thing." ”

Secretary Xu smiled and shook his head, paused, and asked, "There is a theatrical evening in the district next week, which is sponsored by our Cultural Bureau, would you like to talk about cross talk?"

He Xiangdong was puzzled: "Literary evening?"

Director Xu said: "Yes, it is an ordinary literary evening, condolence nature, mainly condolences to the front-line sanitation workers in the area, poor families, are you willing to come?"

"Oh. Xu added: "At that time, there will be media reports, TV broadcasts, and newspapers, which is a good opportunity." ”

He Xiangdong didn't agree immediately, but asked, "Then what cross talk should I say?

Director Xu replied with a smile: "What kind of cross talk on what occasion, this is the most basic quality of a cross talk artist, isn't it?"

After speaking, Director Xu didn't wait for He Xiangdong to reply, so he stood up and walked outside: "It's not early, I'm going back too." ”

He Xiangdong hurriedly stood up and asked loudly, "There are no special requirements, right?" dudu2;

Director Xu didn't stop, and he didn't look back, so he said, "No, it's just a party." ”

He Xiangdong shouted again: "Will the TV play my cross talk?"

Director Xu said: "It's only broadcast for half an hour, can you go on TV to see your own ability, if you want to go, go to the bureau tomorrow to find Xu Sihai to fill in the form." ”

He Xiangdong looked at the back of Director Xu and shouted, "Then should I send you two cigarettes to thank you?" ”

When they all walked to the door, Director Xu was unsteady and stumbled, and staggered forward and rushed out a few steps.

He Xiangdong couldn't stop laughing in the room.

Director Xu didn't care, glanced back at He Xiangdong, then straightened his clothes, and walked back with a figure of eight steps.

"Interesting, really interesting. He Xiangdong shouted loudly in the house, and then ran to the backstage in high spirits.

Several people in the background also knew about this matter in He Xiangdong's mouth, and they were all very excited, Qi Qi thought that this was a very good opportunity, and they all asked He Xiangdong to prepare well.

He Xiangdong also agreed with his mouth.

Chen Yifang was also eating with them, he also had another one in the evening, so he didn't go home, this is a working meal, and dinner is simple, just go to the restaurant and ask for a few dishes, plus a bunch of white steamed buns.

Chen Yifang said while eating: "This Secretary Xu you are talking about, he has come to our art troupe many times, it is said that he has also studied art before, and only later entered the officialdom, and he is also clear about the door of our art world, and he is also willing to do some facts, he is a good official." ”

Zhang Wenhai said with a smile: "What benefits did you Lao Chen take from others, this is full of boasting." ”

Chen Yifang didn't show weakness and went back: "Take a fart, if I have so many benefits, why am I coming to your broken garden?" dudu3;

Zhang Wenhai was unhappy: "Where is it broken, what a good garden, are you blind?"

Fan Wenquan persuaded the two: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel, it's fun to talk when you're old, right." Really. But then again, Dongzi, you're going to be busy with the party again, and this Lao Zhang has to follow you to get it, there must be a rehearsal over there, and there is a shortage of people in this garden. ”

Zhang Wenhai was also a little melancholy: "Yes, there are too few actors, especially even fewer actors who can play on the stage." ”

He Xiangdong also has a headache, now that Xiangwen Club is too short of manpower, he has a little problem, and the performances in this garden can't be sustained, he sighed: "There's no good way now, no one wants to stay permanently, and there aren't many in a row, if only I found my master." ”

Zhang Wenhai asked, "Fang Wenqi?"

Fan Wenquan thought for a moment and asked, "You mean your storytelling master?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said: "Yes, we have been cut off for many years, that year when I was in Chengdu, I received a letter from my storyteller master, saying that he had plans to return to Beijing, and then because something happened, my master and I left Chengdu in a hurry, and then I wrote a letter to my storyteller master, but there was no reply, and I don't know if I went to Beijing or went somewhere else." ”

Fan Wenquan sighed: "I also asked my old friend, but there is no news. ”

He Xiangdong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Chen Yifang didn't know why, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fan Wenquan replied for He Xiangdong: "Dongzi is the authentic descendant of the tenth generation of the Storytelling Sect, and he is taught by Zhang Kuoru. ”

Chen Yifang exclaimed: "Zhang Kuoru, hasn't he disappeared for many years?"

Fan Wenquan smiled: "So it's fate." ”

He Xiangdong also shook his head helplessly and sighed, fate.

"Zhang Kuoru?" Chen Yifang frowned and pondered for a while. (To be continued.) --Watching the door, looking at sexy car models, watching school beauties, looking at celebrity photos, please pay attention to the WeChat public account ( Beauty Island Search meinvdao123 Press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)