Uncle went.

With the regret that the ancestral industry is not prosperous!

However, he was very relieved to go, and his younger brother Bai Lang promised to take over the 'Tsing Yi Society', so that he didn't have to worry about the ancestral inheritance being ruined.

He was relieved, but Bai Xiaofei was a little anxious!

But this thing is obviously not something that Bai Lang can play.

Let's put it this way, although the Tsing Yi Club has declined, the artists who stayed are all famous figures in the drama industry of Xihong City, and the reason why they stayed was because they were reluctant to 'Tsing Yi Club', but more importantly, the big guy respects the class owner, and Bai Xiaofei's uncle is the class owner!

Bai Lang doesn't have the ability of his brother!

Even if you want to take over, I'm afraid you will be powerless.

There is only one way to wait for the 'Tsing Yi Society' to disband, unless... Unless you can find another way to live...

Bai Xiaofei can see it thoroughly!

……

After the funeral, the father and son smoked cigarettes and discussed what to do afterwards.

"Brother Lang, what do you think?"

"What can I think? Your cousin and cousin have stable jobs, and it is obvious that they have no interest in the 'Tsing Yi Society' at all, if I don't take over, what will happen to the 'Tsing Yi Society'? Do you want your uncle to die without turning a blind eye? ”

Bai Xiaofei paused for a moment, and he could really feel the resentment of being a backstabber: "... No, Brother Lang, I'm asking you what you're going to do? Although the 'Tsing Yi Society' is a drama troupe, everyone only serves the class owner, and if you want to be the class master at this level, it is impossible..."

"What can you do?"

"Either improve the treatment of employees, or you can bring a big man who can calm the field, and this one still wants to keep the Tsing Yi Club wholeheartedly," looked at his father, Bai Xiaofei continued: "The second way is basically not possible, let's still consider the first way, in this way, let's go to Uncle Eight tomorrow to ask, see if he is willing to support us, can catch Uncle Eight, maybe he will help find a way for the actors to generate income!" ”

The eighth uncle in Bai Xiaofei's mouth is Xiao Jiu's father.

The famous monopoly man in Xihong City is rich!

“… I'm not going! ”

Bai Lang rolled his eyes and decisively rejected Bai Xiaofei's proposal.

He has a big contradiction with the eighth child, it is very complicated, and it is not clear to explain it in a few words - probably because the eighth aunt once passionately pursued Bai Lang...

"Brother Lang, my father, my father, can't you see the reality clearly? We have no money, no one, do you expect to go to the countryside to make the members follow you with all their hearts? ”

“… Didn't you come here like this before! ”

Bai Xiaofei was completely speechless, why didn't he find his father so cute and cute before?

“… Do you know how much money they can make by running a commercial show with Uncle Dabin? Let me tell you this, if all the people of our Tsing Yi Club leave the Tsing Yi Club, their income can be increased several times casually! ”

"They have a relationship with Dabin? This bunch of traitors! ”

Bai Lang is furious!

Dabin is the most famous cross talk artist in Xihong City, many people don't know his origin, in fact, he used to be a member of the Tsing Yi Society, and he was also one of the first members to leave the Tsing Yi Club after Bai Zheng died...

At that time, it was the most difficult time for Tsing Yi Society, so, in Bai Lang's view, Dabin was undoubtedly a traitor to Tsing Yi Society!

“… No, do you really think Uncle doesn't know this? ”

Yes, Bai Lang can pull a lot of orders every day, remove fixed expenses, and the salary that can be distributed to the members every month is about 5,000 yuan, and Bai Lang himself will get a monthly salary of 4,000, which can be described as burning himself to illuminate others!

However, times are different!

They follow Dabin, and they can earn at least five figures after a game.

Uncle Bai Xiaofei also knew this, and of course he was very angry at first, but, if he thought about it carefully, he had no reason to stop his employees from making money...

“… Xiaofei, what is the second method you just mentioned? ”

“… Find someone who has the ability to hold the field! ”

Rolling his eyes, Bai Xiaofei still said it.

Those who can control the field are all big names, and the old guys left behind by the Tsing Yi Club are all really capable, not to mention anything else, Uncle Mei is deeply inherited by the Mei School Tsing Yi, and when he raises his voice, he knows how to kneel directly!

Bai Lang suddenly stared at Bai Xiaofei up and down, the latter was furious in his heart, faintly with an ominous premonition.

"Brother Lang, let's do it, I'll go to Xiao Jiu now, pull the investment, I'll do it!"

……

Drama and opera pay attention to inheritance.

Bai Zheng picked among his two sons for half a year, and finally decided to let Uncle Bai Xiaofei take over.

In the third generation, Uncle Bai Xiaofei told Bai Xiaofei more than once that he wanted to hand over the 'Tsing Yi Society' to him.

Every time, Bai Xiaofei prevaricated for various reasons!

Lao Tzu has a great future, who is especially willing to guard the 'Tsing Yi Society' for a lifetime?

Besides, he still has a cousin and a cousin!

Although these two goods have long made it clear that they are not interested in the ancestral industry, maybe the children of the two of them have the potential of masters!

Directly let the fourth generation take over and let everyone have a way out, how good.

And the uncle's body has always been tough, every morning when he gets up to practice, and through the window he recites 'Eight Hundred Pacesetters Run to the North Slope', which can make the uncle downstairs protest and scold 'Be quiet'...

According to Bai Xiaofei's idea, the uncle will live for at least forty years, just enough to raise the fourth generation of the Bai family.

Why is it just gone?

Unconsciously recalled the uncle's earnest teachings.

learned that Bai Xiaofei was admitted to the Chinese opera performance class, and the uncle pulled Bai Xiaofei into the Tsing Yi Club, and after learning the basic skills for three months, his voice was about to be wasted...

"Xiaofei, let me tell you, there are four lessons in drama performance, and the sound stage is shaped!"

"Uncle, my throat is dry, how far do I have to practice to get started?"

"Getting started? Hehe, let's put it this way, your grandfather told me before, 'You have to recite '800 pacesetters running to the north slope' when your throat is inflamed, so that you can make the residents on the 25th floor with the windows closed open the windows and scold you quietly, and this is considered to be a door.'"

“… It's too hard! ”

"What do you think, what are these kids doing now!"

…

"Xiaofei, do you see this chair? I'm sitting in this chair and the light is hitting my face, but I'm going to reflect the light behind me, the counter-pressure that the chair face gives me! ”

“…”

Unclear

…

"This drama is the real art, think about the zero distance between you and all the audience, your expressions and lines can be clearly transmitted to the sight and ears of all the audience, what a gratifying thing!"

"Let me tell you, let's do it, learn acting, and be a man first!"

"As soon as the curtain opens, it's up to me to decide. It's a great feeling! ”

"Saving a scene is like fighting a fire!"

"The drama is bigger than the sky!"

…

Such a person who is obsessed with the pursuit of performing arts is suddenly gone...

Sitting in the taxi, Bai Xiaofei, who had been tense for the past few days, suddenly grinned, and tears flowed down unconsciously...