At eight o'clock in the evening, the highway is full of traffic, and from a distance, it looks like a neon flash, which makes people sigh at the bustling night scene of the capital.

Jiang Qifeng glanced down at the watch he was wearing on his wrist, watching the time pass by second by second, but he couldn't even move an inch on this turtle-speed highway with people and cars.

"I already knew to take the subway." He regretted it a little.

Listening to the night news on the radio, his eyes wandered between the lights outside, and when Jiang Qifeng finally drove off the highway and arrived at the teahouse where Qu Qifeng performed and cooperated, it was already half past nine.

In fact, there was no performance for him today, but last week he performed for six days in a row, and on the last day, he rushed to three shows.

After dinner just now, Jiang Qifeng was about to turn on the TV to watch the opera channel for a while, when he just started passing through the door, and before he heard the opening, the mobile phone on the side rang, it was Uncle Fang Xiuwen.

Something big happened backstage, and I called him to come over.

Jiang Qifeng parked the car, and after getting out of the car, he deliberately avoided the main entrance of the teahouse, and pushed the door into the teahouse from the side.

The girl at the door recognized him, and when she saw him hurrying in, she handed him a cup of tea. "Gongzi Jiang is here again today? Let's take a break with a cup of tea, it's all work. ”

This title made Jiang Qifeng frown slightly, in recent months, he has followed his master to perform on stage, sometimes he also said it himself, and gradually saved a little popularity, the audience saw that he was young, but he was not restrained on stage, and the whole performance was smooth and calm, and the old audience of his master Zhang Xiuming loved him, so he was given such a name, Jiang Gongzi.

But he knew in his heart that this was all looking at the face of the master, if he was really an ordinary young actor, where would it be so easy for the audience to love him.

"No, I'll go backstage first." Jiang Qifeng politely rejected the little girl's enthusiasm, looked up, and saw Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan bowing on stage, and started to open their mouths, the atmosphere on and off the stage was quite harmonious, and I didn't see anything wrong.

Jiang Qifeng muttered in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on. Remembering what Uncle Shi told me on the phone, I retracted my gaze and hurried to the backstage.

"Uncle, you called me?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qifeng sensed that something was not quite right in the background. In the past, the actors who finished the performance at this time should have gone back a long time ago, even if they didn't leave, they should have changed out of their coats and packed their things, why did they sit so neatly and neatly today, and none of them left......

Fang Xiuwen is an old man backstage, he is Zhang Xiuming's junior brother, and Zhang Xiuming is the first to discuss with him when he usually performs or has something in private.

When Jiang Qifeng first apprenticed, Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan had just become popular, and they were busy everywhere to perform and be interviewed on shows, and Fang Xiuwen was taking care of Jiang Qifeng, catching him every day to practice basic skills and watch him learn the rules.

In this situation, Fang Xiuwen was holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at the actors backstage who were not smiling, and then looking at Jiang Qifeng, who didn't know what was going on, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

There was Fang Xiuwen's eldest apprentice sitting on the side, and Liu Sheng saw that he was in a dilemma, so he respectfully handed him a cup of tea. "You just tell Xiao Feng the truth, if you don't say it now, it will be time for the uncle to come down."

Fang Xiuwen let out a long sigh at this time, his eyes drifted to the front of the stage, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Today is the last one your master told Xie Lao Er." ”

What do you mean? What's the last one?

Jiang Qifeng heard it in a fog, and couldn't help but ask nervously: "Uncle, to put it bluntly, this week's program list is all on the water card, why don't you say that if you don't act, you won't act?" ”

"It's not that I won't act, it's just that it's ......" Fang Xiuwen hesitated for a while, and finally found the right words, "It's just that the two of them broke up, and there will be no more fights in the future, and Xie Lao Er doesn't plan to stay in Qu Yan Society, and they will be fine in the future." ”

Jiang Qifeng doesn't understand this, Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan have been 'old husbands and wives' for many years, the two of them have gone from obscurity to betrayal and separation, and then from the mountains and rivers to the willows and flowers, and now they are becoming popular, and the audience is full. How many hardships have been along the way, only they know how many hardships they have made, why did they suddenly break down?

Fang Xiuwen kept staring at the movement outside, listening to the laughter becoming more and more lively, and estimated that it was time to end. "Wait, you'll know when they come down."

At this time, the stage had finished finishing the work, Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan bowed and walked back, walked two steps and turned back, and now it was time to return.

Bowing to the audience again, the smile on Zhang Xiuming's face still didn't make people look unusual, but when he opened his mouth to speak again, his voice was more serious than just now.

"I just looked, there are many familiar faces in the audience, everyone supports us so much, we are grateful, and I hope to come up with the best works to satisfy everyone." After a brief pause, he quickly changed the subject. "It's just that there are some things that can't be hidden from everyone, and we have to talk about them tonight."

Zhang Xiuming stopped when he said this, glanced at Xie Yan beside him, and calmly waited for him to answer. At this time, the two didn't seem as close as usual, and their every move seemed very detached, and the audience looked at it, and the atmosphere between the two people somehow lost the harmony of Fang Cai, and it didn't seem to be a trivial matter.

Xie Yan heard the whispered discussion from the audience, raised his head under the gaze of everyone, smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Today is the last game between me and Teacher Zhang, it has not been easy to go through the past ten years, we both hope to have a good beginning and a good end, what else do you want to hear and see, let's finish tonight." ”

"And then next time, there will be someone else standing at the table next to Mr. Zhang."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, Xie Yan said this, and the old audience who were used to hearing Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan had a guess in their hearts, and the noise was deafening for a while, and some emotional people stood up, staring at each other with angry faces.

"Teacher Zhang and Teacher Xie have been together for more than ten years, and this tacit understanding is comparable to others."

"Zhang Xiuming finally became popular, didn't he cut off his arm when he changed partners at this time?"

"If Xie Yan leaves, no one will be able to hold Zhang Xiuming."

There were also some unsociable voices in the midst of the complaints.

"Xie Yan can't get on the big stage, sooner or later he will be dragged down by Boss Zhang, and it's normal to divide it."

"Didn't anyone photograph Xie Yan going to assist Boss Tang in Dongcheng two months ago, I saw that Xie Lao Er was already in Zhang Yuan's heart in Tang!"

Someone whispered, who is Boss Tang?

Tang Chong'an, a fourth-generation opera worker, is the pillar of the Dongcheng Tea Society, but since his old partner Zhao Fuyou crossed over to become the host, there have been no large-scale performances. More than two months ago, on the ninth anniversary of the cross talk club of Dongcheng Tea Society, Zhao Youyou was busy catching up with TV shows and couldn't go on stage, but Tang Chongan, who was a pillar of the stage, couldn't help but perform, so he found Xie Yan.

Xie Yan was instructed by Old Man Tang in his early years, and he was not familiar with Tang Chongan, but he also had some friendship, and it was not a big deal to assist in a show, Tang Chongan invited him, and he went. When he went, Tang Chongan pulled him and said a lot of things, and it was inevitable that he would be distracted and have more thoughts about the future.

There was already a commotion in the teahouse, and the sound couldn't be suppressed, Zhang Xiuming had no other ideas, he reached out and straightened the microphone in front of him, just this action of raising his hand, and the tacit understanding between the two partners for many years was vividly reflected.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Yan picked up the allegro from the table, and simply played the opening board neatly, successfully suppressing the noise of the audience and attracting the audience's attention back to the stage.

There is no need to pause, Zhang Xiuming followed his rhythm and kept up: "The world travels to the four continents, and people's hearts are like the Yangtze River artesian ......"

When the first sentence came out, the audience was stunned, and Xie Yan was also stunned, he knew that Zhang Xiuming was going to sing, but he didn't expect to sing this as soon as he opened his mouth. Originally, I went to the teahouse today to explain just to avoid the audience speculating about the inside story, and Zhang Xiuming also agreed to do it well, and his own family affairs were closed to everyone, so why bother to make a fuss to everyone. But now that he sings like this, who can't hear the clues?

Xie Yan's heart was in chaos, he didn't stop playing the board in his hand, and Zhang Xiuming naturally continued to sing, "The gentleman's friendship is as light as water, and the villain makes friends with honey." ”

The actors and audiences on and off the stage have their own concerns, and the backstage is also shocking.

Zhang Xiuming was very heavy when he sang this paragraph, and he was less dexterous than he usually sang Allegro, and every word he listened to was from the bottom of his heart.

He sings sincerely, the audience must listen to it sincerely, and the things on the cross talk stage are not serious, but the feelings revealed inadvertently are often the most real.

Jiang Qifeng's mind was bright, and he should have understood after listening to it for a long time. "Mr. Xie, which tree is climbing another high branch, and even his partner for more than ten years is willing to give it up?"

"People's hearts are like the artesian water of the Yangtze River...... Fang Xiuwen smiled bitterly, and subconsciously looked at a group photo posted on the backstage wall, but this look became more and more lonely. Gathering and dispersing are all the same fateful words, and they can't be forced. ”

Jiang Qifeng followed his gaze, the photo was taken in the background, and there were six people standing in a row above, wearing the same dark gray coat.

Among the six people, he could recognize three of them, and the middle one was his master Zhang Xiuming, who combed his clean back and looked energetic. On Zhang Xiuming's right is Xie Yan, Xie Yan was still young at that time, with a gentle smile on his face, and anyone who looked at it felt like a spring breeze. The leftmost one in the photo is Fang Xiuwen, except that there are many fewer folds on his face than now, there is not much difference.

Before Jiang Qifeng could ask who the other three were, the voices on the stage had already stopped, followed by warm applause, and a call of reluctance.

After a while, the curtain was lifted from the outside, Xie Yan walked in front, and Zhang Xiuming followed behind. The actors in the backstage watched it carefully, Xie Yan's face collapsed the moment he stepped into the backstage, he went straight to the clothes rack, unbuttoned the coat with one hand, folded it neatly and stuffed it into the bag, and walked to the back door without looking back.