readx; The three of them are from the countryside of a small county in Hebei, and they don't look like they are rich and noble, and their family backgrounds should be average. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The child is a boy, probably in his teens, still very young, childish, very dark and bright eyes, always throwing his head to the side, not willing to talk to others, a little introverted.

The child's father looks very honest and honest, and when he saw He Xiangdong, he kept showing a flattering smile, and he also smoked a cigarette for He Xiangdong, which was a pack of Chinese cigarettes, which was carefully placed in the bag, and the appearance was not stained a little.

The child's mother looks no different from an ordinary rural woman, but she can speak better than the child's father, and is more lively.

He Xiangdong also invited them to sit backstage, chatted a little bit, and learned that the child's name was Chen Jun.

It's morning, there is no performance, seeing that He Xiangdong has guests, a few people in the garden didn't bother them, so they all went out to walk.

He Xiangdong poured tea for a few people, put them away one by one, and asked with a smile: "A few people came to me, is there something wrong?"

Chen's father smiled innocently, looked at his daughter-in-law, and didn't dare to say more, so he pulled the child down and hugged him in his arms, and then smiled honestly at He Xiangdong: "Hehe......"

Chen's mother's Hebei accent is a bit heavy, but He Xiangxiang is used to going east and south, and he can speak dialects everywhere, but he will not be unaccustomed to it, Chen's mother said: "Master He, we are bringing our children to see you today." ”

"Look at me?" He Xiangdong touched his chin that was much rounder, and said with a little amusement: "I look so good-looking?" dudu1;

"Hey, it's good-looking, it's good-looking. Father Chen's dark face was full of clumsy flattering smiles.

Chen's mother stretched out and pinched a handful of meat on Chen's father's waist in dissatisfaction, Chen's father stopped laughing when he was in pain, and looked at Chen's mother in surprise, Chen's mother glared at Chen's father angrily, and Chen's father immediately softened, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Mother Chen looked at He Xiangdong at this time, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Master He, don't blame you, my man is a Zhuang Han'er, and he can't speak." ”

He Xiangdong shook his head and said very casually: "Hey, it's okay, I really like the big brother's temperament." ”

"Hehe...... "Father Chen laughed again.

Chen's mother also said: "That's good, that's good." ”

After a pause, He Xiangdong hadn't talked about the topic before he met, so he took the initiative to ask again: "A few of you came all the way to find me, what is the matter, just say it, don't beat around the corner." ”

Chen's mother nodded, pulled Chen Jun from Chen's father's arms, and said, "This is my child's name Junjun, I want him to learn cross talk with you." ”

"Learn cross talk?" He Xiangdong frowned, looked at Chen Jun's immature little face, and said, "Such a big child should still be in school, why do you want him to learn cross talk?" dudu2;

Father Chen said directly: "I can't learn it......"

Chen's mother slapped Chen's father on the arm again, glared at him, and signaled him to shut up, and then said to He Xiangdong: "Our child likes cross talk, and he has liked it since he was a child, so we brought him to learn cross talk." Our children can talk, cute and funny, we are all laughed at home by children, come, Junjun, tell Master He a joke. ”

Chen Jun raised his head, his little face was full of embarrassment, and he was embarrassed: "Ah, Mom, I don't know what to say." ”

Mother Chen blamed: "You kid, aren't you usually quite able to speak, why don't you say it now, you say it quickly, say it, don't say it anymore, don't say I'll beat you." ”

Chen Jun's tears were about to be forced out, his mouth was tight, but he couldn't say a word.

He Xiangdong raised his hand and quickly stopped Chen's mother's blame, but asked, "The child is still so young, you can bear to send him to Beijing to learn art?"

Hearing this, Chen's mother had a sad look on her face, and sighed: "There is no way, our children can't study, and they have no other skills, let him farm, now he can't make money from farming." Let's learn to be a bricklayer, it's too hard, this kid is still too young, we want him to learn some quyi, and have a meal to eat easily in the future. We have also been watching the Quyuan Miscellaneous Altar of the Central Station at home, and we know that there are many quyi masters in the capital of Beijing, so we led our children to Beijing. ”

He Xiangdong was stunned when he heard this, and exclaimed: "You dare to take your children to Beijing just after watching some programs in the Quyuan Miscellaneous Altar? ”

Chen's father hurriedly explained: "No, no, we have a fellow villager in Beijing, he works in the art troupe, eats public meals, is a cross talk master, and has also appeared on TV." ”dudu3;

He Xiangdong asked suspiciously, "Then why don't you go to him?"

Chen's mother was afraid that Chen's father would say the wrong thing, so she hurriedly took over the conversation and said: "We came to you on purpose, your cross talk is better, you are a big artist, we want our children to learn art from you." ”

Chen's father was stunned for a moment, and after being glared at by Chen's mother, he hurriedly nodded.

He Xiangdong just smiled and didn't answer, but he was very clear in his heart. The parents must have been rejected by their fellow villagers before they came here, otherwise they are a small folk artist and not famous, so why would they come to find themselves.

Now there is still a tradition of apprenticeship in the cross talk world, but it is not like before, there is no master-apprentice relationship where children grow up in the master's house, eat and live together, and there is no such title as apprentice.

Now if children want to learn art, they all go to quyi schools, in the past, there was a system of group leading classes, there were student classes under the quyi troupe, children learn here, and the real traditional master with his son brought out of the apprentices is basically gone.

Nowadays, apprenticeship, worship is the origin, this line is very traditional, no teacher, no ancestor, no stand, if you want to do this business, you have to worship a master before you have a background to mix, so many laymen want to come in are this way, this is a kind of apprenticeship.

There is also the way to worship the master, your master is famous and the road is wide, I hurry up to worship you as a teacher, you use your way to help me as an apprentice, this is another kind.

Basically, it's these two, it's to see who has the fame to worship whom, who has the way to worship whom, apprentice not to art, to seek fame but not art, really for art, for the sake of learning art, very few, this is actually a very sad thing.

Besides, a child like Chen Jun, who is only thirteen or fourteen years old, basically no one will accept it, why do you receive it at home, you still have to provide food and drink for others, and you have to support others, what a troublesome thing, and it is not your own son. So why is the traditional master-apprentice relationship declining, the reason is here, who is willing to pay so much attention now.

Chen Jun is only thirteen or fourteen years old, you have to raise him for five or six years before he can really go on stage to perform, and now that cross talk is in a recession, the masters can't live happily, can they still expect to teach an apprentice to make money for themselves? The rule of the cross talk industry is that during the apprentice's study of art, the master cannot collect money, and it is all paid. Wait until the apprentice has worked for him for two years before he can see the money back, and now the cross talk market is extremely shrinking, and those who say cross talk are not easy to mix, and they can't make money, and you must be losing money if you accept this child. That's why their fellow villagers refused to take the child. (To be continued.) "Daoyou, the gatekeeper incident, look at the temptation of stockings, look at the beauty of the big breasts, see the beauty of the school flower, please pay attention to the WeChat public account ( beauty home search meinvjia123 press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)