"Nonsense, you guys are just nonsense...... cough cough cough ...... cough cough ......" Fang Wenqi, who was lying on the hospital bed, became emotional, and coughed violently again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He Xiangdong knelt in front of the hospital bed, bowed his head and said nothing.

Yang San's face was scornful, and he said, "Allow him to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and don't allow us to scold people?"

Fang Wenqi glared at him, and said without blame: "San'er, San'er, tell me about you, Dongzi is still a child who is not sensible, why are you not sensible?"

Yang San's neck was stalked, and his temper also came up, he said: "I'll just scold what's the matter, he Qian Guosheng has the ability to kill me, Lao Tzu is a big deal to go back and kick my three wheels, and if you have the ability, you can go to my house and kill me." ”

Fang Wenqi pointed his finger at him, and he was angry: "You patted your ass and left, what should you do with so many brothers in the theater? You are scolding, how will they live in the next days?"

Yang San was stunned and said, "No." He turned his head and asked Lin Zhengjun: "Old Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Zhengjun also smiled unnaturally, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It's nothing, just stop business for rectification, of course, I support you, that kind of thing that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors should be scolded, and it is not too much to kill." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked a little dumbfounded, Yang Sanyi slapped his thigh and said angrily: "Isn't this bastard also from cross talk, why is he so unruly." ”

There are rules for cross talk, that is, when cross talk actors are using their peers to entertain the audience, their peers cannot be angry. Of course, if someone deliberately scolds you on stage, you can scold you back, and everyone will do it with their skills. But if you go to the court to fight a lawsuit or pull other public agencies to intervene strongly, it will be a violation of the rules, and this kind of person will be looked down upon by his peers and will be considered as not capable enough.

He Xiangdong knelt in front of Fang Wenqi's bed, he didn't expect that he would cause so much trouble to the theater in a momentary mood, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong." ”

"Alas......" Fang Wenqi sighed deeply, his already vicissitudes of life seemed to be a little older, how could he not understand his apprentice's thoughts about him, after all, he was still a child, he sighed: "Get up." ”

He Xiangdong was still stubbornly kneeling.

Fang Wenqi didn't persuade again, he got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his little apprentice, showed a complicated smile, and said slowly: "Dongzi, it's time for our two masters to leave Tianjin." ”

He looked up at Lin Zhengjun again, and said slightly apologetically: "It's just the fault of our master and apprentice who has brought so much trouble to the theater, I'm sorry." ”

Lin Zhengjun was anxious at that time, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I don't blame you, and I don't blame Dongzi, this ...... This is...... All the actors in our theater haven't blamed you, really, don't go, things can be solved, I'll figure it out......"

Fang Wenqi waved his hand to interrupt Lin Zhengjun's words, and he smiled abruptly: "From the moment Qian Guosheng appeared, I knew that Tianjin would not be able to stay, I didn't want to meet this person again, I didn't want to hear from him again, and I didn't want to stay in the same city with him." I've been wandering around all these years because I don't want to get involved in the rights and wrongs of the year anymore, and I don't want to see those people again, alas, but I didn't expect it to be like this for a long time, hehe......"

Everyone was silent, and the scene was silent for a moment.

After a long time, Lin Zhengjun looked up at Fang Wenqi and asked with difficulty, "Mr. Fang, have you really decided to leave?"

Fang Wenqi looked back at Lin Zhengjun, smiled gently, and said, "Yes, I have had a very happy time in Liancheng, and I have been very good to cooperate with everyone, alas, I am really reluctant." This time, it is our father and the two of us who have caused trouble to you, I will contact Chang Sanye, and ask them to come forward to reconcile and reconcile, and it should not be a big problem to reopen the theater. ”

Lin Zhengjun shook his head and said: "Mr. Fang, don't say that, if it weren't for you, we would have closed the city a long time ago, how could the brothers have a good life today, we all have to accept your invitation." ”

Fang Wenqi smiled, looked at Yang San with a sullen face, and said, "San'er, don't pull your face, those brothers in the theater will have to point to you to eat in the future, you can't collapse." I'm old, why is this temper still as rushing as when I was young? ”

Hearing this, Yang San suddenly laughed, the first time he and Fang Wenqi met was because he drank flower wine and fought with others, all the way to the outside and Fang Wenqi, the two met at this time, and his temper was much higher when he was young than now.

Fang Wenqi continued: "San'er, our grandfather is gone, there is no one left in the theater who has a team, I will give you a few people for you to find out if they are still there, to see if you can invite them to perform together, they did not enter the professional group back then, but they are all capable people, I don't know if they are alive or not after all these years, I will give you the addresses of a few more people, Beijing, Henan and Hebei, you will all look for them when the time comes, you can invite one or two people to come over, this time can be regarded as able to hold up." ”

Yang San nodded silently, Lin Zhengjun was even more moved, everyone is leaving, and they are still thinking about their future, what else is there to say about this love.

Fang Wenqi touched He Xiangdong's little head who was kneeling on the ground, and continued: "Lao Lin, call all the brothers in the theater to come to my house at night, and I will make noodles for everyone." ”

Lin Zhengjun still doesn't understand, gathering to eat dumplings and noodles, this is going to eat loose noodles, but what can he do, just nodded heavily.

In the afternoon, Fang Wenqi was discharged from the hospital.

In the evening, dozens of actors from the theater came to Fang Wenqi's house one after another, and there were not so many tables, chairs and benches at home, so they set up tables in the open space downstairs, and borrowed a lot of stools to come out.

Fang Wenqi set up a small table in the open space, kneading and rolling dough on the table, and in front of him was a briquette stove, on which sat a pot, which looked like a noodle seller on the street.

He Xiangdong was not idle, taking bowls and chopsticks for everyone, chili peppers and vinegar, and helping the master with his work. The others were also silent, sitting in their seats without saying a word, very dull.

Out of the first pot of noodles, Fang Wenqi was scooping noodles, He Xiangdong brought all the bowls of noodles to the big guys, but no one moved the chopsticks.

After finishing the first pot, Fang Wenqi wiped his hands, walked in front of everyone, and saw that everyone didn't eat, he smiled and said: "Why don't you move your chopsticks, won't you think that my old man is not delicious?"

Everyone laughed, and then they picked up the noodles and ate them slowly, but they didn't know the taste at all.

Bai Fengshan put down his chopsticks and asked Fang Wenqi, "Mr. Fang, are you leaving?"

Fang Wenqi smiled and said: "There is no feast in the world, no matter how far you go, my Wenqi will always think of you, thank you for your support during this time." ”

There were those who were psychologically fragile, and tears had already fallen, what a good person Mr. Fang is, although he is a big horn, he always has such a good temper and is so good to people, especially for them who are little actors, but today they are forced to leave, and they are all panicked.

Bai Fengshan was silent, and then said, "Are you going to leave like this, or will you play the last one?"

Fang Wenqi thought for a while and said: "It's okay, these days it's all up to the audience, there is nothing to repay, let's finally say goodbye to the performance, Lao Lin, how long will the theater be closed for rectification?"

Lin Zhengjun waved his hand and said, "Regardless of their death, Mr. Fang, I will arrange it when you say a time, and I won't bite them if they dare to come." ”

Fang Wenqi lowered his head and smiled, and said, "The night after tomorrow, I'll go to Chang's house tomorrow to help the theater get it done as soon as possible." ”