Fang Wenqi said: "In the next half month, Uncle Zhang will teach you how to learn oral skills. This is your fortune. You must study hard, otherwise you will see how I deal with you."

He Xiangdong shrank his head, looked at Zhang Yushu who was smiling again, and suddenly bowed to Zhang Yushu seriously and said, "Uncle Zhang, I will trouble you in the next half month. If I don't learn well, please punish me for my master."

Zhang Yushu was stunned and then smiled and said, "You kid is smart."

Fang Wenqi also smiled and said angrily: "I love to shake that little cleverness all day long."

"Hehe." He Xiangdong smiled.

After several people had lunch, they all said goodbye in the afternoon. He Xiangdong stayed to eat and live with Zhang Yushu and learn oral arts.

Before leaving, Bai Qiang entrusts Zhang Yushu to hold his precious apprentice again, and Zhang Yushu also agreed readily, while Fang Wenqi warned He Xiangdong not to cause trouble, otherwise he would rush him into death.

Bai Qiang came to Zhang Yushu mainly to pave the way for his apprentice, while Fang Wenqi wanted to let his apprentice learn more skills. From this matter, we can see the difference between the two old men in dealing with people, which directly led to Tian Jiani's future growth path being much easier than He Xiangdong.

Of course, Zhang Yushu is willing to teach He Xiangdong a great face. There is a saying in the artist industry that is called "I would rather give up the gold ingots, and I will not pass on the romance of the romance." It is not a direct disciple, so it is impossible for others to pass on the unique skills of the romance to you.

After a few people left, Zhang Yushu also sat down to rest, picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly, and said to He Xiangdong who was standing there: "Dongzi, please be as casual as you want. I have a deep friendship with your master, just follow your own family."

He Xiangdong seemed to have not heard it, standing on the spot without moving.

Zhang Yushu was puzzled when he saw it, put down the teacup and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He Xiangdong turned around and stared at Zhang Yushu's eyes, and asked, "What does it mean to say that my master was killed by his apprentice?"

He Xiangdong's eyes were amazingly bright, his little face was very serious, and Zhang Yushu was also slightly surprised and asked, "Have your master never told you about his past?"

He Xiangdong said: "I said something, but it's all irrelevant."

Zhang Yushu suddenly fell silent. After a while, he raised his head and frowned and said slowly: "Child, since your master decided not to tell you, I can't say it. When the right time is right, I believe your master will tell you all his stories. What I can say is that your master is a good person, a capable person, a tempered person, and a capable person, so he is destined to have a bumpy life."

"Child, I don't know if you can understand what I said, but you must remember that you must be filial to your master. You are his only hope. You must learn crosstalk with him, you are his only successor. You must know that crosstalk is the fate of your master. If even you are, your master will not be able to survive."

He Xiangdong suddenly looked up and looked at Zhang Yushu. There was a lot of confusion and shock on his face. After a long time, he nodded and said nothing.

Zhang Yushu stood up, walked slowly to He Xiangdong, reached out and touched his head, with a lot of complex emotions in his eyes.

Fang Wenqi, who returned home, didn't know everything. He was worried about another matter because he received the Feng Zhanshu.

Bai Qiang didn't leave Fang Wenqi's house either. The old boy held his smirk and asked, "Is it your junior brother sent it?"

Fang Wenqi nodded with a dark face and said, "I'm so old, I'm still so unlucky."

Bai Qiang also said, "Hey, that person is just like that, you don't know."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wenqi stared at Bai Qiang and asked, "How did he know that I was in this small county town and sent a letter to my house?"

"Hehe" Bai Qiang smiled embarrassedly and explained: "I'm not thinking about you. You have no friends in your life. I'm counting a person, Zhang'er counting a person, your junior brother counting a person, OK, no more, I don't want you to reminisce about the past, who knows he's so unlucky."

"Hmph" Fang Wenqi hummed softly from his nose, ignoring the old man who was full of nonsense and was silly, and asked directly: "You can tell him the matter of taking Dongzi as his disciple."

"Hehe" Bai Qiang smiled even more embarrassedly and said repeatedly: "By the way, by the way, by the way."

Fang Wenqi raised the letter paper in his hand and said angrily: "They have sent the war letter to my house."

Bai Qiang waved his hand and said, "Hey, where is he your opponent?"

Fang Wenqi looked at him slantedly and said, "What people said can let his apprentice compete with my apprentice to see who wins and who loses will learn to bark."

Bai Qiang pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah? This is the case, Wenquan is too stupid."

"Hmph, you dare to say that it was not your instigation." Fang Wenqi asked.

Bai Qiang also knew his old friend's temperament. If he didn't admit it, he would turn against him immediately. He smiled and said with a smile: "I just mentioned our Dongzi's outstanding performance. How could Wen Quan be so stupid, he still insisted on competitions and learn to bark. Is this a trick that an old man could come up with?"

Fang Wenqi was speechless at the old man who was watching the fun without much trouble. After thinking for a while, he asked, "What do you know about that apprentice Wenquan?"

Bai Qiang got excited in an instant, sat down and said, "Then I do know a lot. Wenquan and I are in the Beijing Folk Art Troupe. The child has been learning skills in the student class since he was a child. Later, Wenquan valued it and secretly accepted it as a disciple to pass on his skills."

"If you want to say that this kid is talented, he can basically do everything in crosstalk, and he can make all of them look very good. Now there are many jokes. Last time I heard that this kid wrote a new crosstalk by himself, and Wen Quan praised him. The two masters and apprentices performed this crosstalk publicly. The leaders in our group also liked this kid very much."

"Also, Wen Quan is so precious to his apprentice. He takes him with him wherever he performs. If he has the chance, he will let the child perform on stage. The child is also very proud. I think this will be another good role in a few years."

Fang Wenqi heard it carefully, frowned slightly, and then asked, "How about this kid comparing with Dongzi?"

Bai Qiang said: "If you talk about talent, it's definitely Dong Ziqiang. I've never seen such a awake child like Dong Zi. Unfortunately, Dong Zi is only nine years old this year, too young, and you have only taught him seriously for two years. He still learns Guankou and Liufuer. His basic skills are solid, but he can't do it too little."

"There are so many children who can praise, play, sing and dance. Moreover, the children are thirteen years old and have more experience in stage performances. They have performed a lot in recent years, and they are all the same size. Dongzi may not have a chance of winning against him."

Fang Wenqi nodded, was silent for a while, and did not speak.

Seeing Fang Wenqi being silent, Bai Qiang went up and stabbed him again: "Brother Fang, aren't you afraid of junior brother? It's okay, we are all friends. I'll help you push him, and I said you left the suburbs and didn't receive the letter. How about it?"

"Fart." Fang Wenqi swears, and was anxious at the time, saying, "Will I be afraid of him? He has fought with me for half a lifetime and has never won. This time I won't let him crawl back by learning to go back. My surname is Fan."

Bai Qiang also laughed unethical.
Chapter completed!