After being full of wine and food, Fang Wenqi separated from Chang Sanye, Chang Sanye also said that he would often come to the theater to listen to cross talk, and asked Fang Wenqi to find him when he was in trouble, Fang Wenqi also agreed, but I don't know if this stubborn old man will do this.

In the early morning of the second day, the master and apprentice got up and cooked a bowl of white water noodles for breakfast, ate a little casually and went to the club, and the theater was closed in the morning.

The theater performs two compartments a day, in the afternoon and evening, it's not that I don't want to open three compartments a day, the key is that there is no audience, it used to be opened in the morning, and the audience is too small to be enough to cost money, and then it was changed to open two compartments.

Lin Zhengjun and Bai Fengshan also came to the theater after breakfast, and the others were busy at their homes in the morning because they started work in the afternoon.

Fang Wenqi took He Xiangdong and turned around and went backstage, this is also an appointment he made with Lin Zhengjun and Bai Fengshan, if he wants to talk about the theater today, he can only talk to these two, one is the acupuncture head, and the other is the team leader.

The three of them sat down, and He Xiangdong was a junior, standing in the back, serving a few elders with tea and water. In fact, at first, artists learned art from the master's house, helping to clean and help the master watch the children cook, and the master didn't teach anything at first, but learned it when serving the master and communicating with fellow artists, and then slowly passed on the art.

Bai Fengshan hugged his fists and said: "Boss Fang, there were many collisions yesterday, please forgive me." ”

Fang Wenqi waved his hand very freely and said, "It's okay, if I were in the position of Boss Bai, I would do the same." ”

Lin Zhengjun played a round field: "Haha, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, everyone will be brothers in the future, and they will all be in the same field, and everyone will cooperate well to make the field prosperous." ”

Bai Fengshan also nodded and said: "I still have to ask Boss Fang, we have been working hard for many years and there is no way, to say that we are not afraid of being embarrassed, our ability is really not good, we can't recruit audiences, we have never been able to make the venue prosperous, we have nothing to do." ”

Hearing this, Fang Wenqi exhaled heavily, it is not so easy to make a scene, he asked: "The art world has always been divided into horns and wrists, and the horns are the pillars of a field, and the entire backstage has to point to people to eat. ”

Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and Lin Zhengjun replied: "Tianjin is the hometown of quyi, and there are horns and wrists, but with our strength, we can't invite others to help." Alas, Mr. Fang, I'm not afraid of your jokes, we really don't have any money, you have also seen that there are more than ten or twenty audiences a day, and the audience is more than the actors, how can there be income, when we have no rut, the backstage actors have done everything as remuneration for each of the two catties of turnips. ”

"Why don't you divide the pancakes and fruits? He Xiangdong suddenly smiled and said a stubble.

"Go aside. Fang Wenqi snorted angrily as his apprentice.

Lin Zhengjun smiled bitterly: "Because we can't even afford pancakes." ”

Fang Wenqi's brows twisted into the shape of the word "Sichuan", and he said: "We have people in our line to keep people alive and keep people alive, since we can't invite Jiao'er, then we will cultivate Jiao'er ourselves, as long as we have a good job, we are not afraid that there will be no audience to watch." ”

Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun both held their breath and listened carefully to what Fang Wenqi said.

Fang Wenqi continued: "Our two masters don't have any other skills, they can talk about cross talk, and we will try to attract as many audiences as possible, of course, this also requires the help of the two." ”

Lin Zhengjun hurriedly said: "Mr. Fang, if you have any needs, just say it, as long as we can do it, we will never say anything." ”

Bai Fengshan also nodded.

Fang Wenqi asked, "I heard that the audience at the last cross talk special was said by Manager Lin door-to-door?"

Lin Zhengjun also blushed and said: "Isn't this also to leave a good impression on Mr. Fang, it's a bit embarrassing to do something." ”

Fang Wenqi shook his head and said, "If you can do this for the field, your Manager Lin is definitely a good acupuncture point." ”

Lin Zhengjun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Fang Wenqi said again: "But I still have to trouble Manager Lin to run again, just say that the person who said cross talk last time is here again, and ask them if they are willing to listen again, and don't ask others, just notify them." ”

Lin Zhengjun nodded in response: "Okay, no problem." ”

Fang Wenqi narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly said a sentence: "As long as they come again, I am sure to leave them all." ”

Bai Fengshan, Lin Zhengjun, and He Xiangdong all looked up at Fang Wenqi, and several of them were stunned by Fang Wenqi's domineering words.

After the shock, there was a surprise, Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun were overjoyed, but Fang Wenqi's self-confidence infected those of them who had been in the dark for a long time.

He Xiangdong asked, "Master, it's just the two of us who talk about cross talk, can this work?"

Fang Wenqi also frowned and said, "Two people are a little less. ”

He Xiangdong proposed: "Why don't we find Chang Sanye, didn't he say that there is a difficulty in finding him?"

Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun's hearts were suddenly shocked, this is a big horn.

Fang Wenqi said angrily: "What kind of bad idea do you have, people are in the professional group, and they haven't retired yet, how can they come here, besides, how can our small temple accommodate this great god?"

Bai Fengshan and Lin Zhengjun were gloomy together.

He Xiangdong was dissatisfied and muttered: "Then who else can I find, I am not familiar with the people here in Tianjin, where can we find someone who can talk about cross talk?"

Fang Wenqi thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out: "I think of a person, this person is extremely suitable." ”

Lin Zhengjun poured cold water embarrassedly and said: "Mr. Fang, the funds for our theater ......"

Fang Wenqi said with a smile: "Manager Lin, don't worry, this person gave him a pound of cabbage, and he still has to find me two cloves of garlic." ”

Bai Fengshan, Lin Zhengjun and He Xiangdong all looked at Fang Wenqi in unison, not knowing why.

After saying this, Fang Wenqi immediately took He Xiangdong out, and he had to implement this matter as soon as possible. The old man's health was fine, and he pedaled his bicycle and took He Xiangdong to the south of the city.

He hasn't been to Tianjin for many years, and it has changed a lot over the years, and he finally found him after lunch.

It was a very dilapidated room, like a shack, with a small yard full of miscellaneous debris, soot everywhere, and a broken three-wheeled car parked at the door, and the whole house didn't look like much east of the small courtyard in their country.

Fang Wenqi looked at the dilapidated house, his heart sank slightly, and then he looked at the door that was rotten at the bottom, and shouted inside, "Is Yang San'er at home?"

A rough voice came from the back room: "I won't pull goods today." ”

Fang Wenqi smiled and shouted again: "Don't pull 200 yuan?"

I could only hear the sound of ping-bang in the inner room, and the old man rushed to the door, wide-eyed and shouted, "How much?"