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

The old man and the child couldn't sleep. It was not 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 swollen eyes and walked back silently.

Looking at He Xiangdong's departure back, Fang Wenqi sighed softly, his eyes were faint, and the wrinkles on his face became even deeper.

It was dawn and dawn again. He Xiangdong got up early and stayed in the yard. He didn't practice premature skills like usual. He glanced around the yard and couldn't find the elbows and white wine that were discarded by his master yesterday. He thought that maybe the dog had taken away the whole big bag, and he couldn't help feeling a little wronged again.

After Fang Wenqi got up, He Xiangdong returned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Fang Wenqi ignored him and brushed his teeth and washed his face on his own, and then used the Peking Opera actor's voice to sniff in the yard.

Breakfast is very simple, just white porridge, steamed buns, and small plates of pickles. The atmosphere on the dining table was also a bit dull. He Xiangdong buried his head in his meal, and Fang Wenqi also knew in his heart that his apprentice 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 Jiani Tian.

As soon as Tian Jiani arrived at the door, she quickly jumped out of the back seat of the bicycle and couldn't wait to trot into the yard. Bai Qiang calmly stopped the weighted 28 bicycle, and then he walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

After Tian Jiani came in, she saw He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi having dinner, so she stopped trotting, bowed respectfully to Fang Wenqi, and shouted loudly: "Hello, Mr. Master."

Old Fang Wenqi's face was full of smiles and said, "It's Xiaoni who is here. Have you eaten? Do you want to have something to eat?"

Tian Jiani said: "No, my master and I will eat it before coming over."

As he said that, Tian Jiani was peeking at He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong just looked up and then quickly lowered his head, not in high spirits.

Tian Jiani's heart skipped a beat, and her suspicious and worried eyes looked back and forth at He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi.

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

Fang Wenqi didn't be polite to him, and didn't even stand up. He drank the porridge and said directly: "Sit down."

Bai Qiang sat down directly in front of the dining table, He Xiangdong got up and poured tea for Bai Qiang. Bai Qiang saw that He Xiangdong had a face falling, and felt funny, so he joked: "What, man, I've been cleaned up last night."

He Xiangdong's face turned a little darker. He silently poured a bowl of water and put it in front of Bai Qiang, saying no.

Tian Jiani hung her heart on the contrary and looked at He Xiangdong with great concern.

Bai Qiang took a sip of water and said, "Last night, Nier used the roast chicken and said, "You kid earned it for someone to sell her skills, so I knew it would be bad. Early this morning, Nier insisted that I come to see you and plead for you."

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

Bai Qiang looked at his elder brother Fang Wenqi, and then looked at He Xiangdong who was so aggrieved. He knew very well what was going on. He immediately said: "Tell me, how long have you been learning crosstalk? I haven't even learned a serious job, so I dare to make money for others to sell their skills. If your master doesn't deal with you, who will you deal with?"

Speaking of this, He Xiangdong finally couldn't hold back his anger. He raised his head and said unconvincedly: "So what? The audience responded very well. I think they were all so happy. The boss is also very satisfied. You guys."

He Xiangdong's voice became lower and lower, and he finally muttered a few words.

Bai Qiang said, "You have three years of learning and two years of playing skills. During your studies, you secretly went out to perform without your master's consent. Do you think this is appropriate? If you fail to perform, you lose your own person, but your master's person. If you don't talk about your master's sect, just say that your fellow travelers come to play your way. If you know that you dare to come out to fool things before you get out of your master, you can just take your guys and leave directly, so that you lack a meal. If you return home, your master's sect can't spare you. You are really messy."

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 their art privately during their studies, otherwise they would be excluded by their peers and teachers. The performance would ruin the reputation of their masters and the reputation of the entire industry. To perform their art, they would have to approve their masters.

This situation will not change until after the master is released. The master will pass on the dialect to the apprentice when the apprentice becomes master. The slogans are the rules and secret words in the industry. After the teaching is completed, the disciple can only perform his own skills.

Although he knew that he had broken the rules, He Xiangdong still felt a little wronged. He didn't want his performance to be ignored by his master for the first time.

At this time, Fang Wenqi put down the bowls and chopsticks and spoke: "Dongzi, please tell me all the crosstalk you performed at the Shi family."

He Xiangdong also stood up and talked vividly about the crosstalk performed that day. He wanted to prove to his master that he did not lose his person.

Tian Jiani, who was originally very worried, was amused by He Xiangdong, and Bai Qiang kept laughing, only his master Fang Wenqi only occasionally twitched the corners of his mouth.

Of course, Fang Wenqi would not be angry because He Xiangdong arranged him in crosstalk. There is no big or small on the stage, and the rules are set off from the stage. You can say nothing on the stage, you can be neither big nor small. But in the stage, the rules are still very heavy.

He Xiangdong said: "In the end, I sang a yi dictionary to persuade others, and then I stepped down."

Bai Qiang looked at Fang Wenqi and smiled and said, "Brother Fang, what is your apprentice saying? Just give me a comment."

Fang Wenqi chuckled and said, "The crosstalk of the layman."

"Ah?" Tian Jiani screamed and looked up, her eyes full of disbelief. She felt that He Xiangdong had already said it well, and she was so funny that she was still an amateur crosstalk.

He Xiangdong also looked at his master in surprise, and he didn't expect that he would end up like this.

Fang Wenqi explained: "The crosstalk includes mattelling, mattelling and bottom. Your mattelling is too tender and you don't understand the way. Fortunately, the audience is willing to praise you and listen to you when they see you, otherwise you will have to smash it at the beginning. There is also mattelling, how did you get into it? It's too stiff and the turning point is too stiff. There is also the bottom of crosstalk. You have no mattelling in this crosstalk. This is an incomplete crosstalk."

"We focus on laying the burdens in crosstalk, and shaking them three times and four times. The burdens in your life are shaking too early and there is no enough preparation. It's just that people think you are a child to support you, so the burdens will be heard, otherwise your crosstalk will be plagued."

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

Fang Wenqi continued: "Telling crosstalk is not about jokes, or about making people amused or crosstalk. People with two people in the northeast, and the comics in the south can also amuse people, but is this crosstalk? You have to learn a lot."

"Oh." He Xiangdong lowered his head and responded in a muffled voice.
Chapter completed!