What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

In the camera, the old man looked extremely lonely.

After saying that, he ignored Xiao Han and slowly trimmed the piece of wood in his hand with a file.

Seeing the old man start to get busy, Xiao Han didn't say anything more.

He wanted to see what the task was that made the old man so lacking in confidence in him.

This is clearly looking down on him!

Xiao Han directly took the card from the corner and opened it under the camera.

It says: The task of this level is to learn and understand traditional puppetry. Puppetry is a skill that is about to be lost and is no longer understood. Please follow the master and learn carefully. Try your best to make a simple puppet within a limited time and get the master's approval. Contribute to the inheritance of traditional skills. Come on!

After reading, Xiao Han looked up at the old man who was slowly polishing a piece of wood.

Eyes moist.

Unexpectedly, in this world, puppetry is on the verge of being lost.

It’s really hard for these old people who are still persisting.

Even at his retirement age, he is still persisting and trying to give the puppet show its last breath.

Fortunately, he came today.

Through today's live broadcast, he wants to let more people know about this skill.

How could such a fine skill be lost?

Putting the card back on the table, Xiao Han looked at the old man solemnly.

"Hello, I have accepted this task. Puppetry should not be lost. Don't worry, I will do my best to learn it well."

Xiao Han took a step forward and looked directly at the old man.

Hearing this, the old man paused.

He had heard these words a long time ago.

At that time, there was also a young man standing in front of him, vowing that he wanted to learn how to make puppets and sing puppet shows.

I still remember how pleased he was at that time that someone was finally willing to learn this skill.

The successor will always be found and it will never be lost again.

One day, two days, one month, two months~

One day, the young man knelt before him in shame.

"Master, I disappoint you. I really can't hold on any longer. I have parents at home waiting for me to take care of them, and I am still unmarried at my old age. There is really no money in learning this, and I don't see any hope for the future. Master, I'm leaving, take care~"

After saying this, the young man left without looking back and never came back.

Yes, there is indeed no money-making prospect in learning puppetry.

When the old people were still around, there were still people who liked to watch it, and there would be a few performances occasionally.

I can still fill my stomach by relying on performances.

Unfortunately, as the new generation grows up, coupled with the impact of various new media.

Puppetry is becoming increasingly marginalized, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities for performances.

Even the elderly who have been persisting have gradually changed their careers due to the pressure of life.

There are only a handful of people like him who have persisted until now.

It seems that the tradition will be lost as they grow old.

It was passed down to their generation, but ended up being ruined in their hands. They are so ashamed of their ancestors!

In a trance, the old man looked at Xiao Han in front of him and sighed.

Let him learn, or give up when he encounters difficulties. At his age, he can no longer bear any stimulation.

"Yes, it's this piece of wood. The pattern is right next to it. Take a look at it first. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

The old man pushed the small box next to him towards Xiao Han, which contained drawings, wooden blocks and various tools.

After looking at Xiao Han again, he began to concentrate on dealing with the parts in front of him.

Seeing this, Xiao Han stopped asking questions and pulled the small box in front of him.

At that time, he learned to make puppets because of his hobby.

Gently stroking the familiar tools in the box, Xiao Han was filled with emotion.

I don’t know if my skills have become rusty.

Let's do a simple practice first.

Xiao Han flipped over the pattern next to it and began to choose.

It was obvious at first glance that this old man was not someone who was easy to get along with, so he must be given a big surprise.

As he flipped through it, Xiao Han's eyes lit up. That was it.

When Xiao Han dragged the box over, the old man was watching him out of the corner of his eyes.

He said he didn't care, but in fact he cared more than anyone else.

As long as they wanted to learn, he wanted to teach them more, for fear that these skills would have no successors.

Looking at Xiao Han's actions, the old man nodded secretly.

The person arranged by the program team is quite reliable.

He didn't just randomly choose one right away. Judging from Xiao Han's expression, he must have known about puppets before.

It looks like he came prepared!

This is good. He can take the initiative to learn about it, which shows that he is somewhat interested in this.

I just don't know how good his hands-on ability is.

Looking at Xiao Han's slender fingers, the old man frowned slightly.

These hands don't look like they can do heavy work. I don't know how long he can last.

Forget it, let him play by himself.

The old man smiled self-deprecatingly and continued with the unfinished work in his hands.

He should produce more now while he can still do it, so that later generations will have no real samples to compare with.