Chapter 698: Hard-working people, the sky does not pay
In tonight's performance, He Xiangdong also has a show, and he put it at the end to save the bottom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Chen Jun and the third show is the penultimate two, and they are the finale.
The so-called finale is not the last show, but the penultimate one, and the last show is called the big axis of the bottom, so the finale is the last big axis.
In the past, the pear orchard line wrote down the plays to be sung on a piece of paper, and then rolled them up, like painting scrolls, and the last play was the most exciting and the largest, so it was called the big axis.
The finale of the penultimate two is pressed on the big shaft, and it is the meaning of making a foreshadowing for the final bottom savings.
Now Chen Jun is also a little famous, and he is also a little corner of Xiangwen Society, and now he can make the finale for He Xiangdong, which is enough to see that this kid is very good.
His parents also knew that their children were promising, and Chen Jun returned home during the Chinese New Year this year, and his parents also asked him to bring He Xiangdong a lot of home-made bacon sausages.
He Xiangdong is also quite emotional, he still remembers that Chen Jun's honest parents came to Beijing with their children to study art, that cautious and can't give up the look, pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Chen Jun now says that cross talk can also make money, and his parents don't have to work so hard.
There is a three-year apprenticeship and two years of service in the cross talk industry, and during the apprenticeship, all the food and clothing supplies are all the master's responsibility. When the child is full of art and becomes a teacher, the money he earns in the first two years will be given to the master.
It is said that Chen Jun should not take money now, including his partner Zheng Dayu. It's just that He Xiangdong never cares about these things with them, and he doesn't want to make money from his apprentices, so he doesn't care about these three melons and two dates?
Don't look at Chen Jun and Zheng Dayu talking to the literary society, it seems that they are working for He Xiangdong, but in fact, He Xiangdong is carrying them.
The big horns of Liyuan Line are all called bosses, like Mei Lan Fangmei Boss, Ma Lianliang Ma Boss, why is it called the boss. This is the same as the boss of the enterprise, these people in their troupe have to point to these big horns to sell tickets, sell tickets to them so that they can eat, they have to point to others to earn money to eat, so they have to call the boss.
It's the same in Xiangwen Society, He Xiangdong is the corner, and dozens of people in Xiangwen Society all point to He Xiangdong for dinner.
Don't look at Chen Jun is very good now, let him out, he has more food and clothing, how can he be so beautiful now.
He Xiangdong is now taking his apprentice with him for everything, commercial performances, small theaters, doing programs, and making movies, this is to promote his apprentices, like the notice fee given to Chen Jun by the showrunners, He Xiangdong didn't take any of it, all of it was taken by Chen Jun himself.
If from the perspective of modern management, Xiangwen Society is actually a brokerage company, Chen Jun is just He Xiangdong's artist, whose brokerage company doesn't share money with artists?
Therefore, He Xiangdong is an apprentice, and he doesn't care about this money at all.
Tonight's cross talk performance is over, and a group of people go to the restaurant next to them to eat, for them artists, this meal after the evening performance is a serious meal.
Everyone else went out, He Xiangdong asked them to go first, and he cleaned up before going over. He Xiangdong took off his coat in a hurry backstage, folded it and put it in a bag, and then carried it out of the door.
He didn't take the main street of Dashilar, there was a small alley next to it, this used to be a community, all some old-fashioned houses, and a little bit past was Tiananmen Square.
He Xiangdong walked into the small alley, the small alley is behind the Deqing Building, next to it, this is also a way out, but it is just a small road.
He Xiangdong didn't take a few steps before he saw a huge figure squatting not far away, He Xiangdong shook his head and walked over.
"What are you doing here?" said He Xiangdong, walking over.
Gao Ganglong, who was squatting on the ground, still kept his head down and didn't dare to speak.
He Xiangdong looked around and found that there was a stone pier on the side, so he walked over, brushed it with his hand a few times, sat down, and put the bag in his hand at his feet: "You stupid boy, you don't sit on the stone pier on the side, you love to squat?"
Gao Ganglong was still squatting on the ground, his head lowered, and he didn't dare to say a word.
He Xiangdong raised his eyes to look at the sky, it was still early spring, Beijing was still cold, there were no clouds in the sky, and the cold wind blew and the moon was very cold.
"Alas......" He Xiangdong sighed softly.
Hearing He Xiangdong's sigh, Gao Ganglong's heart was even more uncomfortable, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he choked up: "Master...... Master...... Otherwise, you'd better fire me, I really won't. ā
He Xiangdong looked down at him and asked, "You really can't?
"I'm ......" Gao Ganglong choked, he was already familiar with the allegro, but he still forgot about it when he went on stage.
Gao Gangkong's hanging head shook helplessly, his tears were about to fall again, and he was very aggrieved: "I heard what my senior brother said, he said that you should let me go, and said that I didn't do this business, I may really not be able to say cross talk." Chen Bo can come to the stage and speak, but I still don't know anything. ā
He Xiangdong was slightly stunned and asked, "That day, you heard everything?"
"Hmm. Gao Ganglong replied with a throat.
He Xiangdong exhaled, walked over and patted Gao Ganglong's head, and said: "In my opinion, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is who can speak cross talk, and the other is who can't speak cross talk. ā
Gao Gang's short head is even lower, needless to say, he must be the latter.
He Xiangdong said: "As for you, you can speak cross talk, but you haven't opened your mind yet." Your Master Fan is very optimistic about you, and said that you will be the most promising among my apprentices in the future. ā
Hearing this, Gao Gangkong suddenly raised his head and looked at He Xiangdong in a daze.
He Xiangdong looked at Gao Ganglong's snot and tearful face, and he was about to die of disgust: "Oh, yes, it's okay, let's wipe it quickly, what does it look like?"
Gao Ganglong wiped his sleeve on his face a few times, and then couldn't wait to ask, "Master, how do you open your mind?"
He also asked Fan Wenquan this question, but Fan Wenquan didn't give him an answer.
He Xiangdong thought for a while and said: "There are many kinds of enlightenment, some people are born with enlightenment, such as me, I can learn everything as soon as I am in elementary school. There are those who open their minds early, and those who open their knots late, like your master, he is quite slow, and he also opened his knack from elementary school to when he is very old. There is no other way to open the mind, only hard practice. When your efforts are enough, you will naturally open your mind. ā
"Effort?" Gao Ganglong was a little dazed.
He Xiangdong nodded: "That's right, it's hard work, God is very fair, your contribution must be proportional to your return, so are you really working hard?"
Gao Ganglong looked up and found that his master's eyes were as sharp as knives, piercing him in the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but show a look of shame on his face.
He Xiangdong stared at Gao Ganglong's eyes: "So are you really working hard? You saw that Chen Bo, who came with you, came on the stage to talk about cross talk, and you saw that Xiaolong and Xiaohu learned very quickly, so you are anxious, you are impetuous, you can't wait to prove yourself, you can't wait to play." ā
Gao Ganglong lowered his head again, this time because he was embarrassed, because every word He Xiangdong said hit his heart.
He Xiangdong said: "It's a good thing to want to play, there is no actor who doesn't want to play." But one minute on stage, ten years off the stage. How much did you put in on stage? You may think you've worked hard enough, but are you really working hard?"
Gao Ganglong couldn't refute it, and bowed his head silently.
He Xiangdong's eyes were a little colder: "My talent is better than that of you little guys, and you may not be able to compare with me when you are tied together, but when it is your turn to work hard, none of you guys can compare with me." Studying art has never been crazy and you can't survive, you don't study hard like a madman, why do you stand out?"
In the last sentence, He Xiangdong said very seriously.
After a pause, He Xiangdong looked at Gao Ganglong again, and his tone softened a little: "Xiao Gao, be down-to-earth and work hard to learn art." Heaven will not fail the hard-working people, and never will. ā