He Xiangdong pulled the little fat man to the playground. The playground was not the kind of rubber reports from later generations, but also turf. Nowadays, the playgrounds are basically yellow mud playgrounds. In fact, they are just open spaces that no one has touched before. There are also grass, weeds, and their vitality is very tenacious.

He Xiangdong picked up a small piece of stone and scratched the yellow mud a few times. He could write, so he wrote from ten in order on the yellow mud, and sang while writing.

"The word "yi" is written to set up the beams,

The two words are written in short at the top and long at the bottom.

The three characters are written in the form of "Sichuan",

The four characters are written in four corners and four directions.

Wu Yuer wrote half of it,

The six characters are written in three dots.

The phoenix spreads its wings in seven characters.

The eight characters are written in yi strokes and yi strokes and yin strokes and yang.

The nine characters are written as a golden hook fishing alone,

The cross is written and the horizontal and vertical stands in the center."

The little fat man's eyes were getting bigger and bigger. He never thought that he could learn calligraphy like this, but he could even sing and learn.

This ability was originally called Baisha Sa, which was used by crosstalk artists when they performed in a performance. He Xiangdong now has no white stone sand, so he used handwriting instead.

This song also has a name called "Creating Cross". The first paragraph is singing ten from Yi, and the next paragraph is singing strokes from ten from ten to other characters. Then sing the verses, which also contain various stories.

"Add a pen in the cross, chanting the word "Qian", Zhao Kuangyin sent his mother to Jing'an thousands of miles away.

Jiuzier added a pen and recited the word "草" and the king of pills and pills will taste it first.

The eight characters are added with the word "gong", and Jiang Taigong fishing to protect King Wen.

The seven-character word "大" is added in the seven-character word, and Tian Sanjie has worked as the soap stove king in separate families.

The six-character pen is added to the word "big", and the big sword Guan Sheng is very skilled in martial arts.

The five characters are added with the word "Wu", and Wu Zixu crosses the Yangtze River by hitting a horse.

The four characters are added with the word "Si", and the monster hunting in Sizhou City is Ji Xiaotang.

The three-character pen is added to the word "官", and Wang Xiang is filial to his mother by lying on the fish...

The second word was added with the word "地", and the landlord rushed to the clam and panicked.

The character yi is added with the word "Ding", and Ding Lang is famous for his father's search for his father."

After singing the cross, He Xiangdong explained these stories to him in the admiration of the little fat man. He Xiangdong actually learned the little fat man very quickly. The little fat man could remember the stories he told quickly, and he could master the two new words yi very quickly when he encountered them occasionally.

He Xiangdong asked the little fat man to write a short story when he encountered a word he didn't know how to write, so he could remember it when he brought it to the story. His unintentional action today really helped the little fat man, making this guy's grades better and better, and he became more and more agile.

So many years later, this fat man actually founded an educational institution, which specializes in children's intelligence. He used various methods to improve children's memory and learning interest, and really achieved a career.

Of course this is a funeral, so I won’t mention it for now and will discuss it later.

In the afternoon, it was a music class and a physical education class. At the instigation of the little fat man, He Xiangdong went on stage to sing the lyrics of yi Taiping and the yi Ping Opera, which surprised the music teacher, thinking that He Xiangdong was a music genius given to her by God.

She also insisted that He Xiangdong learn music with her, and then represent the school to participate in competitions in counties, cities, provinces and even the whole country. She also went to the principal and the principal for many trips for this matter. Unfortunately, He Xiangdong had already left the school at that time, and he just came to play and did not really want to go to school. For this reason, the kind music teacher felt lost for a long time.

There was also the last physical education class. After playing for a while, everyone went home, and He Xiangdong's school career was completely over.

It was evening when he got home. He Xiangdongye was used to it. After his master said a few words, he asked him to go back to sleep.

In the next few days, He Xiangdong was studying hard at his master. His master also taught him another old joke that he wanted to perform at the party of old artists. It can be seen that Fang Wenqi still attaches great importance to this party.

I practice hard every day, and four days later, it is time for the old artists to gather.

The party was also in the county town, in the guesthouse in the center of the county town. Early in the morning, Bai Qiang and Tian Jiani came to find He Xiangdong and the others. The two of them also brought their guys with them today, such as big drums, three-strings and even-bars. It seems that they are going to sing today.

I didn’t ride a bike today, and the musical instruments on my body were too cumbersome. Fang Wenqi and He Xiangdong were simple, and they solved it with just one burden, two sets of clothes, plus a few simple things.

A few people went out to wait for the bus. In the morning, there would be a bus coming out and get in the county town. After walking out for a while, they came to the guesthouse in the county town.

In the room, He Xiangdong finally met his master's old friend.

The uncle was named Zhang, wearing an old-fashioned jacket, his hair was combed neatly, his eyebrows were beautiful, and his mouth was as white as he could advertise toothpaste. He bowed to him when he saw several people and said, "Brother Bai Qiang, it's been a long time since I saw him."

Bai Qiang was also very moved, and walked up to hold the man's hand and said, "Zhang'er, we haven't seen each other for many years."

Zhang Yushu also said: "I have been in Shanghai all these years. You are in Beijing. The last time we met was our group going to Beijing to perform, and we only met."

Bai Qiang sighed: "Yes, you're fine if you haven't seen each other for a few years."

Zhang Yushu smiled and said, "Everything is good, everything is good."

Bai Qiang pulled Fang Wenqi, who was standing next to him, and said, "Come on, Zhang'er, see who this is."

Zhang Yushu looked at Fang Wenqi, his eyes moved slightly, and slowly dyed a layer of crystal clearness. He strode over, grabbed Fang Wenqi's hand, and said tremblingly: "Is it you? Brother Fang, is it you?"

Fang Wenqi was also very excited and said, "It's me, it's me, and Yushu is me."

Zhang Yushu stared at Fang Wenqi and said sadly: "Bai Qiang told me that he was with you, but I don't believe it. I didn't expect to see you today. We haven't seen each other for twenty years. Brother Fang, why are you so old?"

Fang Wenqi touched his face and smiled relaxedly: "Time is like a pig-killing knife. If you slaughter two swords, you will kill me, this pig, into this way."

Zhang Yushu also grinned: "Brother Fang still loves to joke so much."

Fang Wenqi said: "I am happy when I am poor, and I am happy when I am poor. Life is just happiness."

Zhang Yushu looked at Fang Wenqi's old look and asked with great emotion: "I have been running around for many years, have you been eating a lot of money?"

Fang Wenqi was very free and easy and said, "There is nothing to endure hardships or suffer. I am just a folk artist and I don't know other skills. I just traveled around to talk about crosstalk, which is great."

Zhang Yushu said: "I told me that the quyi troupe could not treat you like this, if you didn't leave at the beginning."

Fang Wenqi quickly interrupted him and said, "Okay, I don't want to mention anything about that year. It's all over. Now I'm very comfortable living. I'm quite satisfied with talking about the crosstalk I like to say."

Zhang Yushu was silent for a while, and still said indignantly: "The crosstalk who received your favor back then did not have any helpers when something happened to you, and there were also those who took the blame, even your apprentice was like that."

Fang Wenqi just smiled freely and pulled He Xiangdong down and said, "Come on, Zhang'er, I will introduce you to my apprentice, He Xiangdong. Come on, Dongzi is called Uncle."

He Xiangdong was also very awake and quickly bowed respectfully and shouted: "Hello Uncle Zhang."
Chapter completed!