Chapter 46 A Bad Debt

"Since he became the chairman, not only traditional cross talk has been suppressed again, but also other folk arts that are on the verge of being lost. They have more or less lost a lot of publicity."

"At that time, the traditional cross talk world could be regarded as lingering."

"Ninety-nine percent of the inheritance is stored in the archives of the Music Association."

"Nobody thought anything was going to happen."

"Until several years passed."

"One day, someone wanted to find some records of traditional cross talk Guankou."

"I was told that the archives room is under renovation and cannot be viewed temporarily."

"Once, twice, even months passed, and the book just couldn't be checked out."

"Ask someone, he is not the only one, other people have been unable to borrow related books in the past one or two months."

"This has aroused the suspicion of many people."

"Someone sneaked into the storage room back then, and guess what they found?"

Speaking of this, Lin Qingfeng sneered mockingly.

He picked up the tea in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

He poured another cup for himself, and then slowly opened his mouth:
"The shelves in the storage room are empty."

"Letters of paper are scattered all over the place."

"Many master manuscripts are broken and torn to pieces."

"Along with many precious records, the lost lines and scripts were also thrown on the ground."

"There are only a few broken records left."

"The ground is full of scattered things, which are the painstaking efforts of the masters of the past for more than a hundred years."

"It's just lying on the ground full of shoe prints, full of dust."

Hu Feifei listened blankly to Lin Qingfeng's narration.

According to the records at the time, it was an employee of the Music Association who accidentally treated the data repository as an old file room that needed to be cleaned up, and then disposed of a large amount of precious materials.

After it was discarded, it was several days before anyone found out about it.

At that time, when I wanted to retrieve the materials, there was no information on the delivery of the original garbage materials.

But if it's true what Lin Qingfeng said now, then the old case back then would be a big problem!
After thinking for a moment, Hu Feifei first asked a key question:
"Why were you willing to leave the so-called inheritance in the music association?"

"Shouldn't it be more reassuring to put it in your own hands?"

Lin Qingfeng sighed and said:

"It's not that I don't want to keep it and pass it on to future generations."

"It's that there was no successor back then!"

"The traditional cross talk back then was already facing an environment where it was extremely difficult to recruit suitable students."

"Even if you hold it in your hand, you can't pass it on."

"In the traditional cross talk business, the rules are different."

"Wealth is left to descendants, but the inheritance must be left to apprentices."

"People at the time didn't think so complicated, they just wanted to talk about cross talk well and leave the inheritance."

"If you can't leave it to your disciples, you should leave it to the suitable candidates in future generations."

"If there is no suitable candidate for future generations, then it is better to hand over this inheritance to others, in case someone else needs it in the future?"

Pausing for a moment, Lin Qingfeng still had some doubts about stopping Hu Feifei, so he continued to explain:
"Those inheritances back then were not collected in a few months."

"It is the accumulation of several years, even more than ten years."

"At that time, there were still many people who took the initiative to collect them and handed them over to the Music Association for safekeeping."

"This is why after the archives were cleared, the traditional cross talk was almost interrupted."

"After this incident, many traditional cross talk actors withdrew from the music association and spontaneously rearranged the traditional cross talk."

"At that time, there were still many cross talk gardens trying to restore traditional cross talk."

"Unfortunately, time has changed, and after all, I failed to persist in various environments."

"Traditional cross talk is still cut off."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh.

At that time, I remembered that when the old man Zhang Yunshun told himself, he was also full of anger.

pity.

There was no evidence at the time that what the man saw was the truth.

What's more, many people said that it was just a simple work mistake, and it was not intentional to ignore it.

The archive room that was opened again was also clean, as if it was being cleaned up as it was said.

No matter how they swear and swear and tell the truth, a single person is powerless.

This matter can only be regarded as an unsolved case that is justified and justified.

Hu Feifei's heart softened, and she couldn't help comforting her:

"It's not completely cut off, isn't there still you?"

"Isn't what you said very good?"

After speaking, he waved his white and tender arms, and said very encouragingly:

"Come on! I'm very optimistic about you!"

Lin Qingfeng looked at Hu Feifei who was pretending to be cute, and smiled knowingly.

Originally, in Lin Qingfeng's opinion, Hu Feifei was the kind of serious woman who looked like a professional elite.

But this cute fist swing made Lin Qingfeng's eyes shine!
If a fat and round person with heavy makeup and heavy body pretends to be cute, it will only make people want to vomit.

But there is a girl with a high education and a good figure who is willing to pretend to be cute for you.

You will think she is really cute!

Lin Qingfeng suddenly remembered the words of Mr. Zhang Yunshun.

However, this sentence is just a flash in the mind, fleeting.

Hu Feifei looked at Lin Qingfeng who was smiling again, and couldn't help asking curiously:

"The passage you said this afternoon about the 50-year history of cross talk has already caused an uproar on the Internet."

"I don't know how many people are sharing that half-hour cross talk."

"Many mainstream comedians have already started accusing you."

"But you don't seem to be in a hurry?"

Lin Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"No, I'm actually in a hurry."

"I'm dying of anxiety right now."

Looking at Lin Qingfeng's serious expression.

Hu Feifei said that she didn't believe a word.

Anxiously speaking in such a serious manner, it is not serious at first glance!
Regarding Hu Feifei's rebuttal, Lin Qingfeng calmly said that he was just getting older, and his emotions and anger were no longer visible.

"How old are you? How old are you this year?"

"My lord is now twenty-seven."

"Oh, then I'm a little worse than you."

Lin Qingfeng looked at the fair-faced Hu Feifei, and asked in surprise:

"You're actually older than me?"

"No! It's a little younger than you! I'm only 25 years old now!"

"You're 25, and you look like a 20-year-old. If you didn't speak so relaxedly, I would have thought you were only eighteen!"

"You are so talkative, do you often chat with girls?"

"Of course not, I'm just expressing the facts."

The two were chatting and laughing here.

On the other side, sd finally talked with zz about the final 'pricing'

Only then did zz slowly speak out what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)

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