Zhang Siyuan continued: "Desheng, the name of your little uncle should also be written into our cross talk genealogy, and this matter will be handed over to you, and you must keep the things for me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Sun Desheng hurriedly nodded yes, different from Sun Desheng, when he talked to Wang Cong, Zhang Siyuan seemed very enthusiastic.

"Haha, junior brother, come on, hurry up and sit down." Zhang Siyuan showed an old child-like demeanor.

Wang Cong didn't politely come to the sofa and sat down, and chatted with Zhang Siyuan.

It turned out that Zhang Siyuan had three children, a son and two daughters, but this son had no intimacy with cross talk since he was a child, which also made Zhang Siyuan very helpless, his son is now doing business, and Zhang Siyuan doesn't know much about what business he is.

However, Zhang Siyuan mentioned his grandson Zhang Yuntian with a smile on his face, because this little grandson Zhang Yuntian is studying art in Deyun Club, taught by Sun Desheng, he is almost eleven or twelve years old, and he is not stage frightened, and he has been on stage several times in Deyun Club, so this has always been Zhang Siyuan's heart.

"Click!"

The door opened, it was Zhang Siyuan's wife who came back from grocery shopping, followed by a little boy, very cute, Wang Cong already knew in his heart that this was Zhang Siyuan's grandson Zhang Yuntian.

"Yo, there's a guest at home." Zhang Siyuan's wife Zhao Fengzhen said.

Zhang Siyuan laughed: "Come, let me introduce you to the old woman, this is Wang Cong, the junior brother I just accepted, he is full of skills in cross talk, and there are many innovations, even Jingdong drums can sing that." ”

Zhao Fengzhen also belongs to the industry of quyi, she was born in singing, and she was a smash hit when she was young.

I heard that Wang Conghui Jingdong drum Zhao Fengzhen also came to be interested: "Ouch, the Jingdong drum is not lost, there are still people who can sing, it is that excerpt for me to listen to." ”

Wang Cong also smiled and said: "I didn't compose this word, this paragraph is called sending a girl to college, and I will sing two sentences to you." ”

Zhang Siyuan also said: "Come, my eldest grandson came to grandpa and watched your little master sing Jingdong drums." ”

Wang Cong listened crookedly, this old man Zhang is too ......

"The fiery red sun has just come out of the mountain, and the glow is half of the sky, and there are two people walking on the road......"

Wang Cong sang the Jingdong drum again, and Zhao Fengzhen praised it again and again after hearing it.

Zhang Siyuan said loudly: "Okay, old woman, you go to cook first, the junior brother will eat at home today, and Desheng you go to help." ”

After that, Zhang Siyuan asked Zhang Yuntian again: "What did you study today?" ”

Although Zhang Yuntian is not very old, he may have been trained to speak cross talk since he was a child, and he is not afraid of people, so he said generously: "Today I memorized it again, and I followed Sun Yunli to memorize it." ”

This Sun Yunli is the son of Sun Desheng's family, as old as Zhang Yuntian, and the two of them also studied art in Deyun Club when they were young, and their relationship is very good.

Wang Cong also chatted with Zhang Siyuan, and teased this Zhang Yuntian.

It didn't take long for Zhao Fengzhen and Sun Desheng to invite everyone to the table for dinner, and Zhang Siyuan rarely drank less than two taels of wine, which was so hot that Zhao Fengzhen rolled her eyes.

Then Zhang Siyuan, who was strong in wine, said: "By the way, junior brother, there is something I forgot to say just now, let's talk about cross talk, pay attention to words, since you are worshipping under my master's name, then the word you committed is the same as mine, it is a "thinking" word." So that... Your future stage name will be called Wang ~ Si ~ Cong! ”

"Poof! ~~~”

Wang Cong just drank a mouthful of soup, and all of it squirted out, but fortunately, it didn't face the table, but it still spilled on the ground, and Wang Cong was thundered.

"My future stage name will be Wang ~ Si ~ Cong ???" Wang Cong really couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang Siyuan said with a serious face: "Yes, don't be hippie and smiley, this is a very serious matter." ”

Sun Desheng next to him is also a little strange, this name is very good, it is very expensive when I hear it...

Wang Cong really couldn't stand it, don't call yourself that, and said to Zhang Siyuan: "Senior brother, look, how do I say it now, I am also a little famous, everyone is used to calling me Wang Cong, or you see if this will work, that is, when it is written into the cross talk genealogy, write Wang Sicong, as for performing on stage or something, it is still called Wang Cong, do you think it's okay?" ”

Sun Desheng thought about it and found that what Wang Cong said was also reasonable, and followed Zhang Siyuan and said: "Master, I look at Wang ...... What Uncle Xiao said also makes some sense, and he is not a newcomer who has not debuted, so let's call it that. ”

Zhang Siyuan thought for a while and then said, "Okay, let's do it, what you young people think." I don't have to worry about it anymore. ”

A meal is enjoyable, of course, Sun Desheng is still a little depressed, he just persuaded Zhang Siyuan that he is also a little selfish, who in the entire Deyun Club does not know the cross talk genealogy, even the audience knows that if Wang Cong suddenly changes his name to Wang Sicong, then everyone can think of it with their feet, this is a generation higher than Sun Desheng.

Sun Desheng is trying to figure out how to bring down this "generation", he doesn't expect to be a generation taller than Wang Cong, but he can't be a generation shorter, how can he be leveled.

"Grandma, I'm going to eat that lion's head." Zhang Yuntian said.

Zhao Fengzhen kindly clipped a lion's head to this precious grandson, Sun Desheng saw such a picture, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he suddenly had an idea, and secretly shouted in his heart that he would do it.

After this lunch, Wang Cong didn't stay long, said goodbye to his senior brother Zhang Siyuan, and came to Deyun Club with Sun Desheng.

said that what kind of emotion entered the cross talk genealogy, time waits for no one, and it will be done today.

Wang Cong had no choice but to drive Sun Desheng to Deyun Club, and after coming to the backstage, he heard Sun Desheng shouting loudly: "Sun Yunli, come over to Lao Tzu." ”

It didn't take long for a slightly chubby child to come over, and said to Sun Desheng with some respect: "Dad, why are you so loud, I didn't make a mistake." ”

Sun Desheng glanced at Wang Cong, saw that Wang Cong didn't pay much attention to this, and said to Sun Yunli: "Please genealogy later, you come along." ”

Sun Yunli was a little puzzled, but he still nodded.

Sun Desheng showed a sly smile and said to Wang Cong: "That Wang... Uncle Xiaoshi, you take a rest here first, there is a small ceremony to write into the cross talk genealogy, it's very simple, I'll do it. ”

Wang Cong didn't think about anything else, nodded and said: "Okay, you go and get busy, and don't shout at Uncle Xiaoshi, just call Brother Wang when no one is around." ”

After hearing this, Sun Desheng had an urge to vomit blood, what is it to call Brother Wang when there is no one, that is, when there is someone, call Uncle Shi? The exchange of scenes is easier for people to accept, and Sun Desheng left the backstage in a huff.

Wang Cong was a little inexplicable, what's wrong with this, he didn't say anything wrong, he said it, when you Sun Desheng's little uncle didn't take the initiative to fight for it, wasn't it the wise and martial "senior brother" who made it, really......

But thinking that Sun Desheng, who was already in his early forties, insisted on calling him Uncle Xiaoshi, Wang Cong couldn't help laughing happily, stain~~stain~~ If Zhou Demin knew what kind of beautiful scene it would be, it was really exciting. (To be continued.) )