[fanxing] actor

People often use 'brightly lit' and 'busy traffic' to describe the prosperity of a capital city, but Beiping can use these words precisely. On the wide streets, there are crowds of people, BMW fragrant cars, teahouses, taverns on both sides of the street, The workshop, the business is booming, and all kinds of hawkers are selling along the street, so it is bustling and lively.

This is the first time Zhang Yixing has come back after four years of separation. The Hall of Fame has an ancestral precept: After leaving the Hall of Fame, no matter whether you are rich or poor, if it is not a matter of life and death in the door, you must not go back and forth.

Adjutant Wu hired a car from somewhere, supported Zhang Yixing to sit in the safest position in the back seat, and sat in the co-pilot himself. He took special care of Zhang Yixing along the way. Whenever Zhang Yixing opened his mouth and said "no need", he always Adjutant Wu can be heard saying righteously, "This is a heavy responsibility entrusted by the captain. If the second master has any work, just call me." '

Therefore, although Zhang Yixing was very uncomfortable with his enthusiasm, and felt a little headache thinking about it, but seeing his persistence, he still had no choice but to accept it.

Adjutant Wu looked out the car window and turned to Zhang Yixing, "Second Lord, Peking is really prosperous. I still remember the first time I came to Peking, I had a meeting with the captain, and I left in a hurry, and I didn't have a chance to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Peking."

"Really? You can take a good look this time." Zhang Yixing pursed his thin lips, and said in a calm tone, "The night scene in Peking is even more beautiful. No matter the thoroughfare, the lanes, the stars, the bead hanging, it's as bright as the day, and it's noisy."

"Really, then I must take a good look around." Adjutant Wu leaned on the car window and replied with a smile.

The car slowly drove into Xici Hutong, which was not big, only a courtyard house, and from outside the door, the sound of babbling training, shouting and crying could be heard.

It is known that the masters are 'training' the disciples to practice their skills again.

"As the saying goes, 'the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual'. If you don't force yourself, how will you know how capable you are!"

The master master with the whip lashed out at the child lying on the long bench. The child was beaten 'ohh' crying and begging for mercy in an instant, and a red mark oozing with blood appeared on the white and tender buttocks in an instant.

Standing at the door, Zhang Yixing looked up at the weather-beaten and dilapidated wooden plaque on the top of the door, on which was written the three characters 'Hall of Fame' in red paint.

A young boy in common clothes ran out from the door, followed by an old master. He was probably old and his steps were weak when he walked.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the whip in his hand and hit the boy on the head. He stepped over a few steps, grabbed the boy's ears, picked up the whip and beat him hard, scolding, "Let me You run, I let you run, you are poor and lowly, your mother sent you here, you are a person in the hall of fame, death is a ghost in the hall of fame, you run, you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape The humble status of an 'actor'."

The master raised his whip and slapped the child's back fiercely. The beaten child ran around with his head in his arms, crying for mercy.

Zhang Yixing stepped forward, bowed to the old man, and said softly, "Sixth Master, long time no see, don't come here!"

When the old man was dying, he took advantage of the opportunity to protect the child behind him and gave it to Adjutant Wu to protect him. The smile on his face did not change, but his heart was inexplicably sad.

He had heard the words of training his disciples just now. Compared with cursing, these words can really trample all a person's self-esteem.

There was only one person on the stage, and the audience was bleak and cold.Dissociated in the flashy and noisy, people's hearts are easy to be cold, who knows the actor.