After a few people finished the tooth sacrifice, they played for a while, and then they dispersed, and the little fat man Shi Lei said that he had a lot of fun today, and he would find He Xiangdong to play with them another day.

He Xiangdong naturally agreed happily.

After dividing the peerless flower chicken, Tian Jiani and He Xiangdong also went home separately, it was already afternoon, and Fang Wenqi was also at home.

He Xiangdong took out the half of the flower chicken as if offering a treasure, and said with a smile: "Master, look at what I brought you, this is called the peerless called flower chicken, and it is said that there was a reckless man during the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty......

"Alright, alright. Fang Wenqi hurriedly interrupted him and said, "You don't know what I taught you, what are you showing?" ”

"Hehe, wow, Master, you're amazing, you know it before I even say it, it's amazing. He Xiangdong used his unskilled sycophants to make a shocking sound.

Fang Wenqi was also amused when he saw it, knowing that his apprentice was also careful, and he didn't poke it, but said, "Yes, don't be poor, hurry up and put the chickens away, wash your hands and come over again." ”

"Okay. He Xiangdongxing rushed to the kitchen, put down the flower chicken, washed his hands casually, wiped it on his body, and hurriedly ran back, saying to Fang Wenqi: "Master, if you have any orders, just say it." ”

Fang Wenqi said: "Your Uncle Huang came here before, saying that there will be a big market in Liangzhuang Town tomorrow, and we have discussed going to talk about a cross talk tomorrow to make some money, and you are also ready to prepare." ”

Hearing this, He Xiangdong was a little disappointed, he thought that he would be able to start learning cross talk tomorrow, but it seemed that he would have to wait for another day, and the nature was not high at the moment, so he said: "Oh"

Fang Wenqi was also amused when he saw his apprentice, after all, it was the child's joy, anger and sorrow on his face, so he said: "So I plan to pass on your cross talk now." ”

He Xiangdong's little head, which was still hanging down, was like a spring, and it popped up in an instant, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Really?"

Fang Wenqi took a sip of tea unhurriedly and said, "Go get a stool and sit next to me." ”

"Okay. He Xiangdong hurriedly ran to get a small square bench, sat down upright, and listened to the master's teaching.

Fang Wenqi looked at the child in front of him and sighed very emotionally, this was his only disciple, and it was also his only hope: "Xiao Dongzi, tell me why you want to learn cross talk so much?"

He Xiangdong thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head and said uncertainly: "I don't know why, even if I like it, I can't say why I like it." ”

Fang Wenqi smiled and continued to ask: "There are many kinds of cross talk, there are traditional cross talk that we learned, there are also new cross talk performed on TV, and there are musical instrument cross talk performed with a guitar, which one do you like?"

He Xiangdong replied decisively: "I like to talk about traditional cross talk. ”

Fang Wenqi asked, "Why?"

He Xiangdong replied: "I like the feeling of wearing a coat, and I also like to talk cross talk to the audience. Master, I have heard all these kinds of cross talk you said, and my favorite is the cross talk you said, I don't like what you say on TV, I don't even know what they are talking about. ”

"That's right, the art of cross talk came from the streets, and I think that all entertainment activities were stopped during the Qing Dynasty National Festival, and all tea houses and gardens were not allowed to perform. Those artists were forced to have no choice, so they could only tell some jokes on the street to earn two money, and cross talk was fought there. ”

Fang Wenqi's expression suddenly became serious at this moment, and his tone was also very serious: "So, Xiao Dongzi, remember that no matter whether you are rich or poor, expensive or cheap in the future, as long as you are still talking about cross talk, you must not be separated from the audience, and you must not forget this point until you die." ”

He Xiangdong also nodded solemnly, I am afraid that even he thought that he had worn a coat for a lifetime at this point, and it had never changed.

Fang Wenqi continued: "Since the cross talk has come out, the industry has been established, since the poor are not afraid, A Yantao, Shen Chun and these old gentlemen began to accept apprentices and teach art, and the incense of the cross talk door can be regarded as being passed down. and then to the later confluence of the Qingmen and Hunmen, the advent of the eight virtues of cross talk, the development of the five grades of cross talk, until now, I have told you many times about the history of the cross talk door, and I won't say much here. ”

He Xiangdong nodded in understanding.

Fang Wenqi said: "What I'm mainly talking to you about is traditional cross talk, these cross talk are all written by the old-timers in our industry in the audience, and they are all good things that have been tested by countless audiences for hundreds of years. ”

"It's just fart. Fang Wenqi burst into a foul language, a little emotional: "There has never been outdated art, only outdated artists, so many cross talk predecessors have summed up the method of amusing people for more than a hundred years, are they abandoning it when they say it? ”

"It's nonsense to say that traditional cross talk is outdated, I've been performing in various places for so many years, which one hasn't amused the audience? Is it outdated? No one likes to listen to it? It's just nonsense. ”

Seeing the master's angry appearance, He Xiangdong asked a little timidly, "Then why don't they learn traditional cross talk?"

Fang Wenqi explained: "Why don't you learn, because they can't bear this hardship, these people who are now active in the cross talk industry are different from those of us who have been performing on the ground since we were children and picking up money, they are all from the quyi student class, they get the national salary, and the state can say whatever they want, who wants to learn these old jokes." There are also some cross talk actors who have transferred from other units, all of them are cooks and tailors, these people are old, and no one is willing to work hard to learn. ”

"It's not easy to cultivate a cross talker, he needs to have a high talent, and a good teacher's guidance, and it also requires the artist to practice his own kung fu every day for decades to become a talent, it's too difficult, too bitter, and too time-consuming, not to mention anything else, but how many times have I beaten you in the past few years since you were enlightened?"

He Xiangdong scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly, in the past few years of studying art, he has really been beaten and suffered, holding two wine bottles as a golden hammer and wielding, a wave is a whole day, and at night he can't hold the vegetables with trembling hands, and he is covered with a quilt and learns Dong Zhuo's robe and belt, and even his shorts are soaked on a hot day. He Xiangdong himself can't remember how many times he has practiced these basic skills, and he doesn't know how many sins he has suffered, it is too difficult for artists to learn art.

Fang Wenqi sighed and said: "They can't endure this hardship, and there is no need to suffer this hardship, they all have salaries and can't starve to death, and then please a few directors, go on a few shows, and after they become popular, take a few funny jokes to go to the national condolence performances, people can fool for a lifetime, but this is not real cross talk, and they don't really love cross talk." Now there are too few people who are willing to make the effort to learn cross talk, and with the passing of our older generation, will anyone still say real cross talk?"

He Xiangdong was also silent after hearing this.

Fang Wenqi sighed again, stared at He Xiangdong's eyes and said, "There are more than a thousand traditional old cross talks, and after the efforts of our people, they have almost all been lost. Oh, when I left the Quyi Troupe to sell my art, I have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have learned a lot of old jokes that are about to be lost, and now I have more than 500 traditional jokes, are you willing to learn?"

He Xiangdong said firmly: "I am willing." ”

Fang Wenqi asked again: "Learning is harder, more tiring, and more difficult than when you were enlightened, are you still willing to learn?"

He Xiangdong still said firmly: "I am willing." ”

Fang Wenqi finally smiled, and smiled happily.

ps: If you want to understand the hard work of artists learning and acting, you can take a look at the version of the movie Farewell My Concubine, played by Leslie Cheung, which is very true, there are many artists in the old society who live in the state.