He Xiangdongyi rolled up his sleeves and said viciously: "Since they don't know me, I'll let them know each other today."

"Huh." Fang Wenqi became interested and asked, "You little boy want to fight someone?"

He Xiangdong learned Peking Opera Nian Bai and said, "It's not a wise choice to fight hard."

Fang Wenqi turned around and bowed, and also learned the Peking Opera recitation: "How is the general waiting?"

He Xiangdong learned to sing the old student of the Ma School Peking Opera, and his singing style was very old: "Their son is so sad that he can make a fuss and flow."

Fang Wenqi patted He Xiangdong's head and smiled and said, "Look at your future."

He Xiangdong also laughed and asked, "Master, what are we performing in the opening ceremony later?"

Fang Wenqi said: "Let's sing the duet of King Wen."

"Okay." He Xiangdong replied. The lyrics of Taiping were the first paragraph he sang to Tian Jiani, and the last paragraph he sent her away to sing. I don't know if Ni'er is doing well in Beijing now.

"Let's live right."

The master and apprentice began to live together.

After a while, Lin Zhengjun also came out of the backstage dressing room. He asked Fang Wenqi to come here and ran over quickly and said repeatedly: "Oh, Mr. Fang, sorry, sorry, it's really oh, I'm here."

Fang Wenqi was very generous and said, "Don't be polite, this can be understood. If it were my position in Boss Bai, I would do that."

Lin Zhengjun said gratefully: "Oh, you are so generous, I don't know what to say."

Fang Wenqi smiled and said, "Hi, what's there to say? Please have a midnight snack."

Lin Zhengjun hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, please, please, please."

He heard that there was something to eat, He Xiangdong drooled down immediately and hurriedly said, "I want to eat meat."

"There are meat and meat, there must be." Lin Zhengjun agreed very readily, and he said, "Then you two should prepare quickly, I'll prepare first."

"Okay, you go first." Fang Wenqi responded.

Lin Zhengjun smiled at the two of them and quickly walked to the stage.

At this time, a man walked up at the entrance of the theater. He was about fifty years old, wearing a roaring Zhongshan suit, and was thin, but looked very energetic.

The club department was holding a small table, which was used to sell tickets. The two girls were both families of backstage actors.

The old man walked to the table and asked, "I heard that you have crosstalk here, right?"

The girl who sold the tickets replied, "There are also today, and it's the opening."

The little old man yi bowed and said, "Thank you hard."

Then you will walk into the theater.

The little girl quickly shouted, "Hey, uncle, you haven't bought a ticket yet."

The little old man also looked back.

There was an older woman next to the little girl. She pulled the girl to tell the other party not to talk too much, and then smiled and said to the old man: "This kid is ignorant, you go in first. Today, the theater is not sold for a lot, so you can sit there casually."

The little old man bowed again, said thank you for your hard work, and then entered the venue.

The little girl asked puzzledly, "Sister Zhou, why don't you let others buy tickets?"

The woman poked the little girl's head and said with a smile: "You don't recognize who that person is. He is here with his colleagues, and you still care about him asking for a ticket."

The little girl lowered her head, but still didn't understand.

In fact, there is this rule in the artist industry. If you follow your colleagues, you don’t have to pay for your performance. Just clasp your fists and say it’s hard. But colleagues also have to abide by the rules, that is, you can’t sit in the front of the stage, just find a place to sit in the corner. When the theater is full, you have to make a small stool and sit next to you, which will not ruin other people’s business.

At the beginning of the performance, Lin Zhengjun stepped down.

Master and apprentice Fang Wenqi came out with the table.

The audience's eyes widened and they actually came to say crosstalk. This is rare, because this theater is mainly for opera singers, and these audiences are also fans of the opera. They didn't know that there would be crosstalk tonight, and the master and apprentice He Xiangdong were also going to perform temporarily.

Moreover, these audiences were crowded on the sand chairs in the row. Of course, it was not because these people bought high-priced tickets. In fact, they were tickets for ordinary hardwood chairs, but there were only a dozen people. The sand tickets in front were not sold. When they saw that no one sat down, they all squeezed to the front and spent two yuan to sit for four yuan.

The old man who came was sitting in an inconspicuous place at the corner of the back. However, when he saw the appearance of crosstalk, his eyes widened, and his suspicious eyes were fixed on Fang Wenqi without moving.

These two people came out to say crosstalk, but the bottom of the stage was very quiet. He Xiangdong smiled and threw a joke: "Today, we two are the two of us who will tell you the crosstalk to you. Thank you for your silent encouragement."

The audience was amused and gave the clever child a great face, and the applause immediately rang out.

He Xiangdong looked up at the theater and said with a smile: "It's amazing. There are many people coming here today. If you cut off these empty seats, you will be full. It's amazing."

Fang Wenqi laughed and scolded: "Nonsense."

The audience was also happy. Those who loved to listen to operas were all older people. They all retired and had nothing to do at home. They occasionally came to listen to operas. They were old and did not have the passion of young people, so Xiaoxiao would give her face.

He Xiangdong was not dissatisfied with the lack of audiences and the lack of enthusiasm. He often followed his master to perform his skills since he was a child. His master always said that if the audience gave money, he had to be worthy of the other person. Even if there were only one audience, he had to give them the strength to speak carefully.

He Xiangdongdao: "I'm here to the stage, I have to introduce myself first."

Fang Wenqi also praised: "I need to introduce it."

He Xiangdong said: "My name is He Xiangdong, I am a younger generation in the crosstalk world. The old man next to me is Fang Wenqi, and I am a gentleman from the Wen generation. Today, we are here to rap Duan Wenwang's hexagram for you, you have praised it."

"I've praised it too much." Fang Wenqi also responded.

When he heard that the man was called Fang Wenqi, the old man in the audience had his eyes widened at that time, and it was him!!!

He Xiangdong said: "Our Liancheng Club mainly sings Peking Opera."

"right."

"Just just now, I saw many people in the backstage rehearsals, all of whom were drawing on the actors with various paints, on their eyes, on their noses, you poked my eyes, and I'll hit your nose." He Xiangdong gestured with emotion.

Fang Wenqiyi pulled He Xiangdong and said, "Is this a face drawn? This is a fight."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "We don't understand this either. When we come to the theater where Peking Opera sings, we have to sing a few words for everyone."

Fang Wenqi asked, "Sing Peking Opera?"

He Xiangdong nodded.

Fang Wenqi asked again: "Then what can you sing?"

He Xiangdong said: "There will be more people who know it. You can come even if you have a son, Dan and Jing Chou. It's okay to give this old man first."

Fang Wenqi said in surprise: "You can come here again. Which school are you good at?"

He Xiangdongdao: "The four major schools of old students in Peking Opera, Ma Tan and Yang Xi, and I sang well in the Ma School."

"Oh." Fang Wenqi expressed his understanding and said, "The Ma school is a big school among the old Peking Opera students, founded by Mr. Ma Sanli."

He Xiangdong couldn't continue to say anything at that time, and looked at his master speechlessly.

The audience laughed, but Tianjin people didn't know about Ma Sanli.
Chapter completed!