The starry night is shining, the moon is bright and the people are dark.

The old man and the child couldn't sleep, and it wasn't until late at night that Fang Wenqi walked into the lobby again and asked He Xiangdong to go back to sleep, He Xiangdong didn't say anything, rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and walked back silently.

Looking at the back of He Xiangdong leaving, Fang Wenqi sighed softly, his eyes were gloomy, and the wrinkles on his face were even deeper.

The oblique light broke and it was dawn again, He Xiangdong got up early, stayed in the yard for a while, and didn't practice morning exercises as usual, glanced around the yard, and didn't find the elbow and liquor that were discarded by the master yesterday, thinking that maybe the dog had taken the whole big bag away, and he couldn't help but feel a little more aggrieved in his heart.

After Fang Wenqi got up, He Xiangdong went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Fang Wenqi didn't care about him, he fetched water, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then used the style of a Peking Opera actor to hang his voice in the courtyard.

Breakfast is very simple, just white porridge, steamed buns and a small plate of pickles, and the atmosphere of the table is also a little dull. He Xiangdong buried his head in eating, and Fang Wenqi also knew in his heart that the grievances in his apprentice's heart had not yet passed.

Just when the master and apprentice were embarrassed by each other, someone came to the door.

It's Bai Qiang and Tian Jiani.

As soon as Tian Jiani arrived at the door, she quickly jumped off the back seat of her bicycle and couldn't wait to trot into the yard. Bai Qiang didn't hurry to park the weighted version of the 28 bicycle, and then he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in square steps.

After Tian Jiani came in, she saw He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi eating, so she stopped her trot, bowed respectfully to Fang Wenqi, and shouted: "Uncle Shi is good." ”

Fang Wenqi's face was also full of smiles, and said, "It's Xiaoni who is here, have you eaten, do you want to eat together." ”

Tian Jiani said: "No, I will come over after eating with Master." ”

Saying that, Tian Jiani was peeking at He Xiangdong, and He Xiangdong just glanced up, and then quickly lowered his head, not very interested.

Tian Jiani chuckled in her heart, and her suspicious and worried eyes kept looking back and forth at He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi.

"Brother Fang. Bai Qiang shouted and walked in with a smile.

Fang Wenqi didn't say anything polite to him, he didn't stand up, he drank porridge and said directly: "Sit down." ”

Bai Qiang sat down directly in front of the dinner table, He Xiangdong got up and poured tea for Bai Qiang, Bai Qiang saw He Xiangdong's face dropped, and he was also funny in his heart, so he quipped: "What's the matter, gentlemen, I was cleaned up last night." ”

He Xiangdong's face darkened a little, and he silently poured a bowl of water and put it in front of Bai Qiang, without saying a word.

Tian Jiani hung her heart and looked at He Xiangdong very worriedly.

Bai Qiang snorted lightly and said, "Last night, Nier brought the roast chicken and said that your kid earned it by selling it to others, and I knew it was going to be bad." It wasn't early in the morning, and Nile insisted that I come and see you and intercede with you. ”

He Xiangdong pulled the white porridge in the bowl, his little face tight.

Bai Qiang looked at his eldest brother Fang Wenqi, and then at He Xiangdong, who was wronged, and he knew very well what was going on, so he said directly: "Tell me about you, how long have you been learning cross talk, you haven't even learned a serious job, so you dare to sell art for others to make money, if your master doesn't clean up who you clean up." ”

Speaking of this, He Xiangdong finally couldn't hold his breath, raised his head, and said unconvinced: "So what, the audience's response is very good, I think they are all happy, and the owner is also very satisfied, just you...... You ......"

He Xiangdong's voice became deeper and lower, and finally muttered two sentences.

Bai Qiang said: "There is a saying in your cross talk door that you have three years of learning art and two years of service, you secretly went out to perform without the consent of your master during your study of art, do you say that this is appropriate, you smashed the performance, and it was not your own person who lost it, but your master's person." If you know that you dare to come out and make trouble before you leave the school, people can directly take your guy away, so that you are short of the guy who eats, and your master can't spare you when you return home, you are really messy enough. ”

He Xiangdong bowed his head and said nothing, he also knew these rules in his heart that artists were not allowed to go out to perform without permission during their studies, otherwise they would be squeezed out by their peers and teachers, and the performance would ruin the reputation of the master and the reputation of the entire industry, and the master must approve it if he wants to perform art.

This situation will not change until after the apprentice is discharged, and the master will also pass on the diao to the apprentice when the apprentice is out of the teacher, and the jargon, that is, the rules and secret words in the industry, after the teaching is completed, the disciple can sell his own art.

Although he knew that he had broken the rules, He Xiangdong still felt a little aggrieved in his heart, he didn't want his first very successful performance to be ignored by his master like this.

At this time, Fang Wenqi put down the dishes and chopsticks and spoke: "Dongzi, you can repeat the cross talk you performed in the Shi family." ”

He Xiangdong also stood up and talked about the cross talk performed that day, and he wanted to prove to his master that he had not lost his people.

Tian Jiani, who was originally very worried, was amused by He Xiangdong and laughed, Bai Qiang also couldn't stop laughing, only Master Fang Wenqi only occasionally twitched the corners of his mouth.

Fang Wenqi naturally won't be angry because He Xiangdong arranged him in cross talk, there is no size on stage, there are rules off the stage, you can say whatever you want on stage, it can be no big or small. But offstage, the rules are still very heavy.

He Xiangdong said: "In the end, I also sang a persuasion party, and then I stepped down." ”

Bai Qiang looked at Fang Wenqi and said with a smile: "Old Brother Fang, what did your apprentice say, you can give a comment." ”

Fang Wenqi chuckled and said, "Layman's cross talk." ”

"Huh?" Tian Jiani raised her head in surprise, her eyes were full of disbelief, she felt that He Xiangdong had already said very well, it made her laugh, how could she still be a layman's cross talk.

He Xiangdong also looked at the master in astonishment, he didn't expect to end up with such an evaluation.

Fang Wenqi explained: "A cross talk includes pad talk, Zhenghuo and bottom, your pad is too tender, and the road is not familiar, fortunately, the audience sees that you are a child, and they are willing to praise you and listen to you, otherwise you will have to smash it at the beginning." There is also the work, how did you get in, it was too blunt, and the turn was too blunt. There is also the bottom of cross talk, there is no bottom in your cross talk, this is an incomplete cross talk. ”

"The burden in the cross talk, we pay attention to the flat cushion is stable, three times and four shakes, the burden inside you are living is shaking too early, and there is not enough foreshadowing at all, so people see that you are a child to support you, so you have the burden, otherwise you will have a plague in cross talk. ”

After listening to the master's explanation, He Xiangdong's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect that his very successful performance would have so many problems.

Fang Wenqi continued: "Talking about cross talk is not telling jokes, it doesn't mean that amusing people is cross talk. The two people in the northeast turn around, and the antics in the south can also amuse people, but is this cross talk? You still have to learn more. ”

"Oh. He Xiangdong lowered his head and replied sullenly.