After Wu Jiabao's child finished saying that, his state was more relaxed, and he couldn't see any nervousness in his expression, and he also showed a sweet smile: "I'm young, I'm only nine years old after the New Year, and I don't have a formal master, but I often tell stories to everyone in school, but my level is only enough to fool the classmates and teachers in our class, in front of you, I still have to be afraid." ”

He Xiangdong smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Wu Jiabao continued: "I guess I may not be able to give a good performance, so I won't ask you for money this time, you should listen to it for free." Later, if I don't say it well, you can applaud it, and it will be an encouragement to me. Of course, if you think I'm right, applaud loudly. ”

Wu Jiabao Yile: "Hey, anyway, no matter what, you just applaud, and I'll listen to it as a compliment anyway." ”

"Haha......" He Xiangdong laughed out loud and gave applause.

The rest of the room also applauded.

Wu Jiabao was so happy at the time, he said: "Hold more and hold more." ”

When the applause stopped, Wu Jiabao also restrained the smile on his face, and he said: "We are going to tell a new story today, when did this story happen, it was in the Qing Dynasty, during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty......

He is talking about "Zhang Guangtai Goes Home" in the traditional stand-up comedy eight sticks, and this paragraph is taken from "Yongqing Shengping" in the commentary.

He Xiangdong could hear that this kid imitated what he said. The story of the bibliography is the same, but each artist will have their own way of dealing with some of the details and dialogues in it.

Wu Jiabao was talking about He Xiangdong's way of dealing with it, He Xiangdong squinted his eyes and listened with relish, and Fu Sheng was also relatively calm, just looking at Wu Jiabao with a smile.

Wu's father and Wu's mother were nervous, they looked at the child, looked at He Xiangdong, and saw the smile on He Xiangdong's face, they were a little relieved.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, their mood is the same as Wu Jiabao's interview with a key primary school.

Listening to Wu Jiabao talking about the book, and also listening to the burden he shook out with unskilled skills, He Xiangdong felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

It is true that from a professional point of view, there are too many problems with the books that Wu Jiabao said, and this level is still far from coming to power.

But he's only nine years old, and it's already remarkable that a nine-year-old kid can tell a book like this, even if he puts him in the cross talk study club of the Xiangwen Society, he can also rank among the students.

This kid is very talented, although he is not familiar with all kinds of storytelling skills, but he has his own understanding, and he is also using them seriously.

For a nine-year-old child who has not formally studied it, it is really rare for him to be able to do this, this child is a genius.

He Xiangdong's eyes flashed, and his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Wu Jiabao, this kid is amazing.

"Alright. He Xiangdong stretched out his hand and interrupted Wu Jiabao's storytelling.

Wu Jiabao stopped in amazement, looked at He Xiangdong in a daze, and felt uneasy in his heart.

Wu's father and Wu's mother are also nervous, is Teacher He not satisfied?

Fu Sheng smiled, he knew Wu Jiabao's talent too well, if he wasn't afraid of delaying this child, he would have wanted to take it back himself.

He Xiangdong saw such a beautiful jade, how could he not be tempted?

"Teacher He......" Dad Wu called.

He Xiangdong said with a smile: "The child is very talented, and he is an excellent material for storytelling. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three members of the Wu family relaxed.

Wu's father and Wu's mother didn't think that their children would have to rely on storytelling to eat in the future, but they were willing to support their children's interests and hobbies.

Anyway, the child likes it, and has this talent, if he wants to learn to tell a story, then learn it, and it's not a bad thing to have multiple skills. Besides, if He Xiangdong can accept him, it will be better, this kid will have a very powerful master, and his starting point will be higher than others.

So it doesn't hurt to calculate it, why not do it, and then say that the child will go to tell stories in the future, or do something else, then talk about it in the future, he is only nine years old this year, what can he see?

After Wu Jiabao listened to He Xiangdong's evaluation, he looked at He Xiangdong's eyes with little stars, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Then can I worship you as a teacher?"

He Xiangdong smiled and touched his head: "Don't be in a hurry to apprentice first, we have rules in this industry, apprenticeship has to know first, let everyone know about this matter, this is a ritual." ”

Wu Jiabao hurriedly said: "Then let's hurry up and do this ceremony." ”

He Xiangdong said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, you are only nine years old, why are you in a hurry, you, you should still focus on learning now, I don't advocate that you think about how to tell stories every day if you don't study, artists fight to the end of all about culture, so learning must not be left behind, you know?"

"Got it. Wu Jiabao looked a little sullen.

Fu Sheng also glanced at Wu's father and Wu's mother, Wu's father and Wu's mother smiled, they don't mind their children chasing their interests, but the premise is that they can't delay their studies.

They were originally worried about this problem, but Fu Sheng told them not to worry, saying that He Xiangdong would let Xiaobao study hard.

Now that I look at it, it turns out to be so.

Wu's father and Wu's mother are too relieved.

He Xiangdong saw that Wu Jiabao was a little unhappy, and he said: "Okay, don't stink, you can see that you can hang an oil bottle with your mouth pouting." ”

Wu Jiabao was amused, the child's face was like a June day, sunny for a while and rainy for a while, just now it was still dark clouds, and now the dark clouds have dispersed a lot.

He Xiangdong said: "Storytelling is a book, you first have to know how to read, if you don't even know the words, how can you say it? There is also a storyteller who is respected as a gentleman, a gentleman is a teacher, you want to be a teacher for others, if you are not as educated as others, how can you be embarrassed to be a teacher for others?"

Wu Jiabao thought about it and felt that it was really the case, he nodded and said, "I remember." ”

He Xiangdong also smiled and said: "Although it is not yet known, our industry has an alliance. ”

"What is the Koumeng?" Wu Jiabao asked.

He Xiangdong said: "Even if you can call me master verbally, I also recognize you as an apprentice, and you can also tell others that I am your master when you go out in the future, that's it." ”

"Really. Wu Jiabao jumped up excitedly, his face really turned into a sunny day this time.

"Master, please bow down to the apprentices. Wu Jiabao screamed in a hurry, clenched his fists with both hands, and knelt down to kowtow to He Xiangdong like in the costume TV series.

After He Xiangdong bowed to him, he quickly helped him up. He Xiangdong hugged Wu Jiabao in his arms and laughed heartily.

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