(Issue 26)
"Ming'er, you can't go out of the way, you have to listen to Master's words."
Wei Moxiang said that the next day was the place, yes, it was arranged by Wu Kuihai to go to The Bird City in Hebei to stage. Wu Kui Hai is good, and the disciple is also good. Wei Wenliang was amused, and he hoped that this little teaser could cooperate with any actor who praised him, especially with some seniors, from which he could learn some real skills. Therefore, he successively invited several old artists who were higher than his generation, such as Li Shouzeng, Yin Shoushan, Feng Ziyu and others to measure Wei Wenliang's work. These old artists not only did not refuse, but were very happy. Of course, they are also willing to support the younger generations. Then again, they also have to see if this junior is worth supporting. If it wasn't anywhere, even if it was Wu Kuihai's apprentices, they couldn't agree. Who wants to prop up a piece of decaying wood that cannot be carved? They happily agreed, also because they had already heard of Wu Kuihai's acceptance of a very outstanding apprentice, and some of them had also heard Wei Wenliang's cross-talk, and thought it was still very good. In other words, this child is well worth nurturing and nurturing.
The next afternoon, Wei Wenliang definitely did not expect that in the field of Hebei Bird City, he saw an old man who was nearly ancient, this old man was not very tall, and his mouth was big. He is three generations older than Wei Wenliang, one of the "eight virtues" of the cross-talk industry, one of the famous cross-talk artists, and the stage name Zhou Toad's Zhou Deshan (the master of the cross-talk master Ma Sanli). Wu Kuihai introduced, "Wen Liang, this is your old ancestor."
Wei Wenliang "pounced" and fell to his knees: "Old Ancestor!"
(Zhou Deshan, one of the Eight Virtues of Crosstalk)
Touching Wei Wenliang's head, Zhou Deshan said, "Get up." Kui Hai, I have long heard that you have received two good apprentices, and I have to listen to them today. ”
"Old Zu'er," Wei Wenliang stood up, with a smile on his face, "I could have made a good life, if you listened, I was afraid, this life will be smashed." ”
"Rip off the fucking light!" Zhou Deshan smiled, "Think I don't know?" On the day you knocked on master, your sister said "Fenhe Bay". You are a little 'man coming crazy', spreading out the messenger, and the baggage will sound. ”
"That's what our predecessors praised us."
"Grandson, he can talk." The smile lines on Zhou Deshan's face never receded, "Which piece of work do you make in a moment?" ”
"The Name of the Dish."
"Who gave you the measurement?"
Wei Wenliang didn't answer, he looked at Wu Kuihai.
No wonder he didn't answer, who gave him the measure, he really didn't know. Don't say he doesn't know, even Wu Kuihai doesn't know. He had his own ideas, and went to the field to find a good job for his apprentice. No, it doesn't matter, he personally praised it. He listened to Zhou Deshan's question and immediately replied, "Grandpa, I haven't found him a job yet." To find a good one, but also let him grow insight. ”
Zhou Deshan said, "Yes, it is very good for your children to do this. Kui Hai, you see me giving him a measure, how about it? ”
"You have a job." Speaking was a medium-sized, white face, and it looked like a senior in his fifties, and he said, "Uncle, let me measure this child." ”
"Hmm." Zhou Deshan nodded, "In case the child has something new, you have to go with the child." ”
"Rest assured, I can leave the child there?"
There is a measure of living. Wei Wenliang immediately bowed deeply to the man, "I don't know whether you call uncle or master."
"Your master calls me Uncle." What do you call me?"
"Grandpa! Wei Wenliang bowed again, "If I say something wrong, you have to smoke me." ”
"Bullshit!" The man said, "Who knows my last name?"
Wei Wenliang's eyes widened and he looked at the man, "I wonder if there are any of the hundred family names."
Although this sentence was equivalent to not saying it, it made all the people, including Zhou Deshan, laugh. Wu Kuihai immediately smiled and pretended to be angry: "Poor qi! This is your Grandpa Feng!"
"Grandpa Feng." Wei Wenliang bowed a third. Grandpa Feng's name is Feng Ziyu (father of cross-talk artist Feng Liduo).
"Blessed are you boys." Wu Kuihai said, "It's a piece of fragrant food, and they are all rushing to measure your work." ”
"It was my grandfathers and grandfathers who praised me."
Feng Ziyu originally had a job, giving Chen Ziquan, who was also a member of the same generation, a tribute. But this time living in the back, he first measured wei Wenliang's "Reporting dish name". There was still a little time before the two grandfathers came on the scene, Wei Wenliang said, "Grandpa, are you with me?"
"Old life." Feng Ziyu was right, no one who could say crosstalk would not live this piece. Of course, almost any piece of old work has two or more different versions, and this is especially true of The Name of the Dish. For an old artist who has been talking about crosstalk for decades, it is not an exaggeration to say that no matter which version can be mastered. He thinks that he has measured this work for many, many people, and no matter how he is funny, he is familiar with the road. Especially to give a child a dose is fine. Time was running out again, so he said, "Grandson, this is not right, you close your eyes and raise your spirits." Rest assured, I will follow you how you go. ”
Wei Wenliang had a heart and eyes, and he thought: Why, you don't live with me? He also said that you can follow me as I go. You're looking down on me! Don't take the land lord as a god, I live "so and so" to see how you follow me. ”
At this time, the two grandfathers are on the field. The audience in this area of Hebei Bird City is very familiar with Feng Ziyu, but wei Wenliang is raw. How to get a child up? When the audience saw it, they gave him their eyes. He had a smile on his face, and he was very happy. Although he didn't have the long pigtails that he had in Jinzhou and Qinhuangdao, his smile was good-looking, and it was still a little bit bad. So before he could speak, he had a popularity. That is to say, his first impression of the audience is good. Knowing that this first impression is crucial. Indeed, he did not open his mouth, and some viewers said, "This child may be good." It was not only the audience, Zhou Deshan was also nodding slightly when he saw it. But just having a good image is not enough, it depends on the kung fu in the mouth.
Wei Wenliang spoke, "Dear uncles and uncles, my name is Wei Wenliang, and I say that Xiangsheng is still a chick. But blessed. How? Boss Wu took me in. Which Martial Boss? Wu Kui Hai Wu boss. I'm going to make an old passage today, "The Name of the Dish." My master told me about this work. You think I'm okay, it's my master who taught me well. If I don't make it anywhere today, it's not that Master doesn't teach well, it's that I'm too stupid. ”
When Wei Wenliang said this, Feng Ziyu took the stubble: "You are not stupid, listen to this gang shop."
"By the way," Wei Wenliang continued, "I said that I was blessed, but also because there were many old seniors and old gentlemen who held me up and stood for me (that is, measured work). You see, the one who measured my life today is Grandpa Feng Ziyu Feng. ”
"Children are sensible and modest." Feng Ziyu said. He also thought: he said I gave him a stand, he wanted to thank me, invited me to dinner... Oh, that's what comes alive? Too simple?
Feng Ziyu was wrong, of course, he did not expect Wei Wenliang to say: "I said that I am blessed, and there is another reason, no matter who sees me, he wants to invite me to dinner."
Invite him to dinner? Feng Ziyu thought: How did this "Name of the Newspaper Dish" come back? Don't you have to invite me to eat? How, let me please you, you order, so that the name of the dish is reported? It's still too simple. If this doesn't work, I have to lead him to the "right way." So he said, "That's true." But I didn't ask you, and I didn't want to invite you at all. ”
"I didn't let you please." You see," Wei Wenliang puffed up his stomach with a strong effort, "my stomach is round and round, eat." Do you know who invited me?"
You have the words, I have the words. Feng Ziyu said, "I really don't know, who invited you?"
Wei Wenliang said, "My mother."
Feng Ziyu said, "Your mother? What do you eat, like this?"
Wei Wenliang said, "All by one."
"Eating one by one" is a burden, Wei Wenliang made it in Jinzhou, and after returning to Tianjin, he will not do it again. The reason why I want to make it today is also because I am a little "angry" with Grandpa Feng Ziyu: I want to live with you, why, you don't follow me? Okay, then I'll show you on the field!
Of course, he also thought about it, how old are they still making this baggage? Think again, OK, I'm not only 13 years old, it doesn't matter, make. Undoubtedly, this baggage is not to mention the audience, that is, Zhou Deshan, Chen Ziquan, and even Wu Kuihai have not heard of it. So, they all laughed. Even Feng Ziwang, who was on the field, couldn't control himself and "pounced" and sprayed. Where can an actor laugh? He was an old gentleman who said, "Ridiculous, ridiculous, so big that you can eat one." Silly boy!"" Tell a joke. Wei Wenliang wrote to the rightful biography, "I heard that you recently went out?"
Half a day around, to this into the living.
Grandpa Feng was angry after stepping down, right? Tomorrow there will be a bigger wrist to measure Wei Wenliang's work, guess who it is?
(To be continued)