When the villain does not follow the script to die

Qi Wei, also known as Dada, is not considered to be among their senior brothers, but after all, he is also the second son, so no one will not get close to him because of this. On the contrary, everyone in the garden likes him very much. The young boy who is more transparent than anyone else, obviously has resources and financial resources that many people can't have in a lifetime, but he always knows what he wants.

"Mom, have you watched the news recently? Someone hurt my Cantonese sister again!" This child grew up in the capital city, and he has a mouthful of Beijing movies. Now he is squatting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and he doesn't know what he got.

When Feng Lingxiao heard the familiar name, his eyelids twitched subconsciously, and suddenly felt that nothing good happened.

"Eh? Brother Xiao, do you know my Yue sister? It's Teng Shuyue." Dada continued to look at the phone without raising her eyelids, "My mother promised me that if I finish the college entrance examination, let me go to her, but I I have endured it for several years."

Feng Lingxiao opened his mouth unconsciously, and after a while he suddenly asked, "Why are you looking for her?" That goblin, wouldn't even let such a small boy go?

Dada was startled, his eyelids swept over to look at his expression, and he suddenly smiled, "My Cantonese sister is a lifesaver, and although I don't have much contact with my family, she sends things to my mother every year, you may not know .” The implication is that we have been in touch in the years since you didn’t come.

Feng Lingxiao finally believed it at this moment. It turned out that Teng Shuyue really didn't threaten him much at the beginning. There was indeed a relationship between them. It's just that the relationship is not bad.

Sure enough, the mistress over there also heard this, and came over wearing an apron and carrying a shovel, "Dada, don't mess with your brother Xiao, come and pick garlic for me!"

Feng Lingxiao subconsciously stood up, "Master, let me do it."

"Let him do it, eat and die all day long, and don't like to study. If he doesn't have a good skill, who will marry him in the future!" The teacher's wife has always spared no effort to beat her son, and it is like a strong wind and rain , "Also, don't listen to his nonsense, that girl Teng Shuyue hasn't had an easy life these past few years. I can tell that she doesn't want to involve us too much, for fear that we will be scolded too."

Feng Lingxiao was stunned, and the next second he heard his wife say: "I'm thinking too much, aren't you? Your master is still serious about learning cross talk from the master, and after that, he also followed several Peking opera operas, and the storytelling door didn't fall behind. Those mud-legged Haiqing are much stronger, but which one of those sloppy ones has said a good word to your master? Will you be blackmailed if you catch it!"

He didn't know such things as mud-legged Haiqing before, but he saw them a lot later. His master orthodox apprenticeship, he did the boy's work and worked hard with the master's cross talk from elementary school. I had my own business in [-], and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am the leader now.

But at the same time, it was also because of this that he was jealous and red-eyed. He couldn't see him well. From time to time, a few Haiqings would come out to criticize him, looking for a sense of existence to make him popular. This is a bit similar to Teng Shuyue's experience. son.

As for Haiqing, he was the one who did not have a serious apprenticeship. He learned from all the directors of hundreds of schools and figured it out on his own. But cross talk pays attention to genres and attaches great importance to it. What is said is good, and it is developing well, but some are gradually annihilating sentient beings.

As for the "Liu Di'er" mentioned later, it is an even older term. It can be traced back to the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China. , and now most of them are wild comedians who say they don't have a fixed place to perform.

His master was willing to provide them with such a place in the past, leaving them in the small garden to talk, but in the end, some inhuman things actually pried away some of the master's apprentices to go out to work alone, and then said that the master was wrong, vigorously After a long period of trouble, the general direction of public opinion could not discuss who was right. Anyway, during that year, Master was not in a good mood.

The mistress naturally expressed her feelings, otherwise she would not have said such things at this time, let alone in front of the second son, so he knew in his heart that the mistress was reminding him, don't think that acting is good , You can leave the cross talk aside, if you say it, you will be scolded for forgetting your ancestors, bullying your master, destroying your ancestors, and being ungrateful!
Which word sounds nice?Can he count in his heart!

"Let me tell you Xiao'er, this person, you can just be right with yourself, and the others are useless. I'll be with you today, and I can bear dung on my neck. Tomorrow you will say that you spat on him when you spit. It's on me." After the teacher finished speaking, she sighed insignificantly, and continued.

"Master's words are rough and reasonable, and you will also be in the filming circle in the future. You are right, don't get lost. You can learn from the past, so it's okay." After the teacher finished speaking, she took out another Peanut gave him, "Go, let's play, next time you see Teng Shuyue, you don't have to work hard, it's hard for you, don't hold her grudges, just take it as a way of looking at me. "

"No, no." Feng Lingxiao quickly waved his hands, "None of that, just that one time, my assistant provoked her first, dropped the lunch box on the table, and splashed the vegetable soup on her new skirt... When it was over, I didn't give it away. face."

"That doesn't deserve it!? If you put it on me, maybe your big mouth will go up!" Mistress glared, "Okay, this matter has to be dealt with quickly, or I will cause trouble for you in the future!"

"Yes, that's what Teng Shuyue said, and I didn't let her stay."

"I have to thank others for this matter. Don't worry about it. Go and chat with your master. I'm going to cook."

"By the way, you know that the news about you here has been reported back to the country, and the hot search list is on the top again, saying that you belong to Conan, and wherever you go, something happened!" Teng Shuyue sat on the bar chair and looked not far away. Xurigan, who was wrestling with Lanmao, was caught by his shoulders and arms in twos and twos. Before he could make any more movements, he stepped hard, and Lanmao was thrown to the ground by Xurigan.

Seeing that she was engrossed, Wu Yunga couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "Isn't this making trouble, wrestling with the guys in our prairie?" It's like you're shooting arrows with Li Guang, and you have to go head-to-head with others because of your own shortcomings Long, you do not fail who fails?
Teng Shuyue came back to his senses at this moment, "There are a lot of people talking about me in China. Although I have left the circle, there are still legends about me in the circle. That's right."

Wu Yunga was amused by her confident words, and when she was about to speak, she listened to the second half of her sentence, "But I'm a little curious, Lan Mao's teammates are all dead, and they still want to come to participate in this event." The show at the bar? Is it really short of money, or do you know the trouble we are deliberately looking for here?"

After hearing this, Wu Yunga frowned, and suddenly thought of a question, "Isn't it, is this going to end?"