"Dongzi, I'm leaving, don't look for me, you won't find it anyway. Master is fine, just leave me for a while first, don't worry about it, just be good."

"We Fang Wenqi followed your master to wander around the world at the age of 7, making a living by selling his skills. In his early years, he was very hard and had no food to eat. When I was 20 years old, I had never even worn new clothes. Alas, it was crosstalk that changed this. For us old artists, craftsmanship is just a job, crosstalk allows me to have a food to eat and a body of clothes to wear."

"I love crosstalk very much, not just because it is my job, maybe it was like this at first, but as I slowly learned the art, I really fell in love with it. I really regard this art as life as important. I can't imagine what it would be like without crosstalk."

"When I left the Quyi Troupe, many people said that I was stubborn and said that I had a tough temper. Haha, actually, I was not that tough, and my idea was very simple. I just wanted to talk about crosstalk. I couldn't say what I wanted to say in the troupe, so I would go out to work alone. What's the point of being hard and tired, I don't care at all."

"Including the years of running around, it is really too hard for a person like me. I also know that my body has been ruined, but I really don't care. My spirit is good. I can still say the crosstalk that the audience likes to listen to. What else is there to be dissatisfied? I am really content and happy."

"But, the person you are most sorry for in the past few years is you. The master is too selfish and always thinks that you can have a successor who can speak crosstalk well. He started teaching you when you were young, but the master doesn't care whether you like it or not."

"It's Master who was wrong. You are a crosstalk genius who is rare in a century. You have learned very quickly and the ancestor is also very rewarding. Master, I am very happy and think that I can finally have a good successor. But it is precisely because of this that I am even more reluctant to do something else. Alas, maybe Master should have sent you to school at the beginning. A smart person like you will definitely be able to get into a good university. Now you must have a good future and there is a different way out."

"It is said that if a crosstalk artist wants to become famous, he needs three points of ability, six points of luck, and a lot of noble people to support you. You have all three points of ability. You are very talented and know more. Among the masters who have been famous for a long time, you are no worse than any of us. You are only 2 years old this year. In a few years, your master will not dare to be able to achieve your ability. But it is precisely because of this that the master feels sorry. Only three points of ability can do nothing. This industry is so recession, and the entire industry does not have six points of luck. So what if you become famous? The crosstalk world has been growing in recent years and is about to starve to death. How many people can survive by saying crosstalk alone?"

"I don't know if crosstalk is dead, I don't know if crosstalk I've loved for the rest of my life is dead, I only know that the person I'm most sorry for in my life is you, the child, it's the selfishness of my master that hurt you. You won't know anything else now, and you are following me to perform in folk art. If crosstalk dies, I really don't know if you can still eat."

"Oh, Master is gone. Master knows that you are a good child. As long as Master is by your side, you will definitely continue to speak crosstalk. Even if it is to make me not sad, you will definitely do this. However, Master has delayed you for more than 20 years. Master really doesn't want to affect your choice anymore."

"You are just 2 years old this year. If you want to change your career, you will still have a chance. If your master doesn't stop you, you won't be unhappy. As long as you do it, it's what Master wants to see the most. Master is gone, don't think of me, don't worry about me, I have my own place to stay. Maybe I will come to you one day, and I hope you will be fine by then."

"Don't worry, Fang Wenqi."

He Xiangdong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, carefully folded the letter paper and put it in his pocket, approaching the pocket of his heart, and choked and said, "Master, I have never blamed you, nor have I regretted learning crosstalk. Crosstalk is your life, but it is not my life."

When Bai Qiang and Tian Jiani saw He Xiangdong like this, they sighed deeply. Master is a good master and disciple is also a good disciple. It’s a pity.

He Xiangdong wiped his tears, looked at Bai Qiang with red eyes, and said with a blame: "Uncle Bai, why don't you stop my master? What happened to him at such an old age?"

Bai Qiang shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't you know your master's stubborn temper? Do you think I can really stop him? As long as it is decided by him, even ten cows can't pull them back, I have never seen such a stubborn person."

He Xiangdong closed his eyes and his lips trembled: "Master, do you have no confidence? Do you also think crosstalk is dead?"

Tian Jiani really couldn't bear to see He Xiangdong doing this, so she comforted her: "Maybe Uncle Fang is just going out to relax and may be able to come back in a few days."

He Xiangdong shook his head. He knew his master's temper best. The old man who had loved crosstalk for the rest of his life suddenly realized that crosstalk was about to end. How could he feel good? What made him even more sad was that he treated his apprentice like his son, but because of his teaching, he became useless. This is what made him most uncomfortable. It is precisely because of this that he did not want to drag down his apprentice and thought about leaving so that he could give his apprentice a space for free to show his space.

After a while, He Xiangdong's mood had calmed down slightly. He asked Bai Qiang in a deep voice: "Uncle Bai, tell me, where is my master?"

Bai Qiangyi was stunned.

He Xiangdong continued: "You don't need to say that you don't know. My master is over 70 years old this year. If you don't know that my master has a safe place, you will never let my master leave like this. You can't hide this from me."

Tian Jiani also asked Bai Qiang in surprise: "Master, do you know where our uncle is going?"

Bai Qiang touched his nose and smiled awkwardly: "Yes, your master didn't let me say it, but it seems that I can't hide it from you. If I don't say it, you may not be relieved. Alas, your master went to Shanghai to find Zhang Yushu, and he is also for your own good and does not want to drag you down. Alas, your master is very strong and his temper can't be changed in his life. You don't have to worry, he and Zhang'er have a lifelong friendship, and Zhang'er will take care of your master."

He Xiangdong nodded.

Tian Jiani said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go to Shanghai to find Mr. Fang."

He Xiangdong shook his head and said, "If I dare to find my master now, he will dare to disappear the next day. My master will definitely do this. I really don't know where he goes. Oh, that's all, I'll feel relieved to know that my master is in Uncle Zhang. He is really stubborn as he gets older, and he has to be stubborn, alas."

Bai Qiang looked at He Xiangdong, thought for a while, and asked, "What are you going to do next? Your master said that he will support you no matter what your plans are, so that you don't have any burden."

He Xiangdong put his hand in his heart, and through his clothes, he could feel how helpless and desolate the master was when writing this letter. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a firm look appeared in his eyes, saying, "What else can you plan? Of course, it's because of crosstalk. Is crosstalk dead? Is it really dead? Even if it's dead, I'll send it to the grave to dig it out to see."

At this moment, He Xiangdong was extremely firm, and the last sentence was even more resounding. When Tian Jiani saw the brilliant ripples, she finally saw the lawless He Xiangdong back then.

Bai Qiang also sighed very relieved. He was really afraid that the child would say that he would change his career in the future, which was fortunate. In fact, he had not said anything to He Xiangdong. It was just that Fang Wenqi was having a long talk with him all night last night and begged him.

He has known Fang Wenqi for decades, and even when he was persecuted, he had never been so soft and begged for others, but he actually begged for him. This person who is so tough that he actually begs for others. It is incredible that he is also begged for others.

The things he asked for were very simple, just to help him take care of He Xiangdong, give the child more opportunities, and support him more. He said that he would not have much ability in his life and could not give any help to the child, so he could only ask his old friend.

At that moment, Bai Qiang himself burst into tears. When he saw Fang Wenqi, who was already in disgrace, saying that he was useless and asking for help for his apprentice, he felt as uncomfortable as a knife.
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