Tian Futang and Ma Jinshan were in a tangle. Any artist wants to become a big hit. Artists are just a fame and fortune, and they are no exception.

But they also have many concerns, which are inevitable for anyone within the system to enter the market. The system is an iron rice bowl, and the people just need to see their true abilities.

They are capable, but after all, they are already doing well in the system. At this time, they abandon everything they have and go to Wenshe to start over. This decision is too big, so big that they are struggling to death.

Ma Jinshan was silent.

Tian Futang's brows were also locked tightly together.

He Xiangdong didn't say much or persuade him. There was no way to persuade him about such things, and he could only make decisions on their own.

Zhang Yongye looked at his apprentice, his eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

The dining table was also in a quiet and slightly awkward atmosphere because of He Xiangdong's invitation.

Fu Sheng also fell into deep thought. He is the boss of a cultural company, but at the same time he is also an artist, a very powerful storyteller.

He was wondering, if He Xiangdong invited him to perform at Xiangwenshe, would he go? Will he abandon all the business here?

Thinking of this, he fell into hesitation.

Children Wu Jiabao stared at everyone with big eyes, and stopped eating.

He Xiangdong picked up a chicken wing for Wu Jiabao, then touched his head, and the child started to eat happily again.

After a long time, Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang gradually came out of their contemplation. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly, all of which were helpless.

Ma Jinshan turned his head and said to Mr. Zhang Yong again: "Master, do you see?"

Mr. Zhang Yong replied: "Don't ask me about this. You are all in your forties. You can just make your own decisions."

Ma Jinshan said with a bitter face: "Master, we can't make a decision, so I want to ask for your opinion."

Zhang Yongye sighed, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and said, "I don't know how to give you such a big decision. People always have to be responsible for their own decisions, such as drinking water, knowing the cold and warmth of the choices you make now, in the future, you will have to bear the consequences of making your choices now, whether it is good or bad, whether it is bitter or sweet. It is blessing or enjoyment, and it is disaster or you will bear it yourself."

After Zhang Yongye said this, Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang fell into silence again. They brows were tightly locked and their heads were lowered.

Wu’s father and mother also looked at their son Wu Jiabao with emotion. Zhang Yongye’s mentality is actually the mentality of many parents. Parents hope to use the life experience accumulated in half of their lives to help their children make choices, but they are afraid that their choices will bring bad consequences to their children. After all, the future misfortunes and blessings are eaten by the children themselves.

Wu’s father and mother chose to ask Wu Jiabao to take He Xiangdong as their teacher and support Wu Jiabao in learning storytelling. However, they had no idea whether this decision was good or bad for the children, and they could only support the children to go on tremblingly.

Ma Jinshan was silent for a while, and he raised his head again, looked at Zhang Yongye, and opened his mouth: "Master..."

As soon as the two words were said, they were interrupted by Zhang Yongye's wave.

Mr. Zhang Yong looked at him and looked at Tian Futang again. When Mr. Ma Jinshan and Mr. Tian Futang saw that Mr. Zhang Yong had something to say to them, they immediately stood up and looked serious.

Zhang Yongye looked at the two of them and said, "In life, I have been doing art for half my life. Whether it is bitter or happy, whether it is fame or profit, people always have their own pursuits. Instead of worrying about these external troubles and retreating, you might as well calm down and ask yourself, what do you want?"

"Life is only a few decades old, and this life will be gone. There is no chance to come back. The most valuable thing in life is not regret. So instead of asking me, it is better to ask yourself, what do you want most, is fame, money, art, profit? Ask yourself."

Ma Jinshan and Tian Futang both narrowed their eyes and fell into deep thought.

He Xiangdong couldn't help but fall into thinking, what he wanted, what he wanted most?

Fu Sheng also fell into deep thought.

Everyone at the dinner table was in deep thought. Zhang Yongye asked the simplest question, but also the most touching question.

After a little while, He Xiangdong was the first to restore Qingming Festival. He already had the answer. What he wanted most was what he had always wanted.

After Ma Jinshan fell into confusion for a short time, many pictures emerged in his mind, including wealth, fame and fortune, worship of thousands of people, becoming famous, and writing books and biography. These pictures kept flashing and replaying in his mind.

He didn't know how to choose, maybe he wanted to choose.

Just when he was struggling, another picture appeared. This picture was the scene where he went to see the Cultural Society and Commercial Performance last night.

He watched his blind friends give gifts to He Xiangdong, and saw the faces of these blind friends with broken bodies with sincere and grateful smiles.

He watched He Xiangdong whispering on the stage, and explained the crosstalk in his eyes loudly and arrogantly. He heard him finally shouting, "I never laugh, but never crosstalk, and I never die. Being able to tell you crosstalk is the greatest honor for me, He Xiangdong, in this life."

The audience was all excited. Even Ma Jinshan, who was in his forties, felt a sense of passion rushing from the soles of his feet towards his head.

Now I think about it, my blood is still boiling and refreshing.

It's strange that after this picture appeared in Ma Jinshan's mind, all the previous mixed thoughts disappeared. All the only ones that survived were He Xiangdong roaring on the stage and the audience was excited in the audience.

This picture never dissipates for a long time and is condensed in the heart.

Laughing will never die, crosstalk will never die.

Ma Jinshan smiled helplessly, and it turned out that he had already had the answer in his heart.

Ma Jinshan stopped thinking and looked up at Tian Futang. Tian Futang smiled at him. Ma Jinshan knew that his old partner had an answer in his heart, and had the same answer as him.

Ma Jinshan turned his head to look at He Xiangdong again, and he said, "Teacher He."

He Xiangdong hurriedly said, "You are kind."

After Ma Jinshan sighed lightly, his face was filled with relief. He clasped his fists and said to He Xiangdong: "Please take care of him in the future."

He Xiangdong was immediately overjoyed and he hurriedly looked at Tian Futang.

Tian Futang also clasped his fists and smiled and said, "Please take care of him."

He Xiangdong was overjoyed and said, "Okay, okay, with you two joining, our Xiangwenshe can be said to be like a tiger with wings, OK, OK."

He Xiangdong couldn't be more excited. It was his turn to crosstalk. These two people were so powerful that they were terrible. Even Lao Gu and others in Xiangwen Club could not beat these two people, and even He Xiangdong himself was not sure.

Now that they join, Xiangwenshe is truly a great addition to his wings.

Ma Jinshan, Hotan Fukuto also smiled.

Zhang Yongye nodded with a smile.

There was a lot of laughter and joy at the dinner table.

But it was amid the laughter that He Xiangdong's phone rang.
Chapter completed!