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The structure of the Ye family is very simple, just like most Chinese families, a family of three, the parents have ordinary jobs, there is no great wealth, but they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.A busy life seems to be the only wish for a child to become a dragon.Fortunately, my son is excellent, and he has been educated in prestigious schools all the way since he was a child. When he graduated from high school, his parents planned to ask him to study abroad, but Ye Ling himself did not want to go out, so he studied in China.

When he was about to graduate from undergraduate, his parents asked him if he planned to go abroad for further study. He had excellent grades in school, so it would be no problem for him to go out and apply for a good school.Ye Ling thought about it for herself, and decided to stay in school for postgraduate study.His teacher was very moved and cared for the student even more.

No one expected Ye Ling to run away as soon as he graduated. Instead of becoming a pillar of the country, he ran out to talk about cross talk.

No future, unstable income, hungry day after day, not even five social insurances and one housing fund.

It's like having a dream for more than ten years, and the crops that have been planted for more than ten years have turned into nothing in the end.

Ye Ling is everyone's pride, but he actually wants to be his own pride the most.

The reason why he has been studying in China is very simple. Tianjin and Beijing are very close, and it takes three to 10 minutes by high-speed rail. He will go to see cross talk performances wherever there are cross talk performances.He spent his student life leisurely, and tried many times to express his wishes to his parents smoothly, but his parents laughed them off, thinking that he was just an ordinary hobby.

Ordinary hobbies can be supported and lived on, but not.

"Come back so late?" Mother Ye hurried out, "Why did you go?"

Ye Ling said: "Just got off the train, where's Dad?"

Mother Ye pointed to the back room: "It's sleeping."

"Oh." Ye Ling said, "Then you can sleep too."

He came back really late, and after a few words with his mother, he took a shower and went to bed.The moment he lay on the bed, he felt a little more relaxed. Fortunately, his father went to bed early, otherwise it would have been another sneer.

Ye Ling woke up early in the morning at 31, and followed her parents to her grandparents' house after a casual breakfast.This is the most difficult day for him. He has the largest number of children in his family. He used to be a role model for his relatives during the holidays. He let his younger brothers and sisters learn from him. I would like to mention more.

The New Year's Eve dinner is the highlight, and the people are the most complete. As expected, those who should come will always come back.

"I think you should find a job earlier. You are not young anymore. Your parents won't be able to rely on you in the future?"

"The country has cultivated you for so long, it is not for you to talk about cross talk."

"This is not a stable job for you, what will you do in the future?"

"Don't you have a girlfriend yet? If you don't have money, who will follow you?"

Ye Ling heard one head and two big ones, and there was no room for refutation.The chatter of the New Year's Eve dinner accompanied the Spring Festival Gala, Ye Ling glanced at the TV boredly, it happened to be Yang Shuanglin's program.

After listening to it, he found it very boring, and he didn't know how the two actors on the stage could speak so enthusiastically, and the audience was so excited.

Grandpa suddenly asked: "When will you be able to go up here and talk about it? Can I still see it in my life?"

Ye Ling felt sour in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

He is very unconfident, he is not a person who likes to brag, nor does he like to make blind expectations.

For him, the New Year is really full of bitterness.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there was no sound of firecrackers outside, only the buzz on WeChat and Weibo.The jokers tried their best to make jokes about this year's Spring Festival Gala with the college entrance examination, but there were also bright spots, for example, Yao Sheng was singled out by everyone for a taste.

Opera has always been a reserved item of the Spring Festival Gala, sometimes it is a combination of Peking opera, and sometimes it is a combination of various types of music.This year Yao Sheng sang the big axis, the actors in front of him all dispersed, and he came out slowly.

Wearing a python tie and wearing a plume on his head, it is exactly Mu Guiying's appearance.

Yao Sheng was already tall, and there were very few people who could match him, even if he wore colorful shoes, he was taller than Wu Sheng who wore thick-soled boots.He was left alone to sing in front of this section, not only singing, but also a section of martial arts.This is the design on the stage, for laymen to watch.After all, Yao Sheng is a man, his movements are full of power, majestic, handsome, and his appearance is unbelievably beautiful.

As a result, as soon as the front foot was finished, "Mu Guiying and Yao Zhixue" became a hot search on the back foot.

As soon as it was opened, it was full of people from all walks of life crying and howling. Yao Zhixue's little brother had a magnificent and immortal face, and he threw all kinds of words up, as if Yao Sheng would soar up in the next second.

He was already famous, and driven by various marketing accounts, and on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, he immediately became popular in a larger circle, and fans took the opportunity to take advantage of his brilliant industry resume.

For a while, the scenery was unparalleled, almost overwhelming all the little fresh meats on the same stage.

Ye Ling ate a full stomach, and didn't want to talk to her parents when she got home. She lay on the bed and checked Weibo, yawned, and was sleepy.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, Xie Shuangchen sent a message.

"Miss Ye, I wish you a happy new year and a happy birthday to me!"

Ye Ling was puzzled and asked, "Are you celebrating your birthday?"

"Yes." Xie Shuangchen replied quickly, "It's my birthday on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Ye Ling didn't want to find out if Xie Shuangchen was bragging, so she smiled at the phone screen and sent a voice message to Xie Shuangchen.

"Happy birthday to you."

Xie Shuangchen called with just one call, but Ye Ling had no choice but to get through under the covers.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"It's okay, seeing that you haven't slept, wouldn't it be more formal to call you to call you New Year's greetings." Xie Shuangchen said, "Is Tianjin allowed to set off cannons? It's quite quiet in your place."

"Don't let it go." Ye Ling said, "It's very quiet here." He covered his head with a quilt, and his voice was not loud, muffled.Xie Shuangchen only thought that his speech was different from usual, which was strange.

"Beijing is not called release, but I put a second kicker in the master's courtyard." Xie Shuangchen said triumphantly.

Ye Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Xie didn't scold you?"

Xie Shuangchen said: "Master and I released it together. He said that if you don't set off fireworks, it won't be New Year's Eve, but you have to respond to the call to protect the environment. So our father and son secretly released one, just to make sense of it."

"You are really Mr. Xie's pro-disciple."

"Anyway, no one knows at night. It won't work tomorrow. The senior brothers have to come back, and there are many people who come to visit. Everyone is an artist with both virtue and art. Don't they all have to be like dogs?"

"It's not your birthday tomorrow?" Ye Ling asked.

"Let's talk about it, I'm busy tomorrow." Xie Shuangchen sighed.

Ye Ling jokingly said: "Your birthday is the first day of junior high school, every first day of the new year is very busy, you really know how to give birth."

Xie Shuangchen said: "Actually, I don't know when I was born. Master picked me up on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so this day is my birthday."

"..." Ye Ling didn't really want to continue this topic, so she changed it to another one, "It's pretty good, there are few people in the family, so it won't be talked about."

"Have you been nagged?" Xie Shuangchen said with a smile, "Go back to Beijing if you find it troublesome. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so let him go."

Ye Ling said: "Who is as big-hearted as you."

He was talking about Xie Shuangchen, but he didn't expect it to be true for him.

He went out with his parents to pay New Year's greetings, and he couldn't help talking about other people's family affairs along the way. In short, whose daughter entered a big state-owned enterprise, whose son's annual salary was so much, and then looked at his own family, holding a golden rice bowl, but had to go to the street to beg for food.

Father Ye taunted Ye Ling with this sentence, Ye Ling was not happy to hear it, and asked, "Why beg for food?"

Father Ye said: "Didn't you just walk around the streets like beggars in your old life?" It was not unreasonable for him to say that. In the old society, poor people did arts, and most of the time they just put on performances.Tianqiao in Beijing and Sanwu in Tianjin are all gathering artists from all over the world.But there are still some differences between the two places. There are many officials and nobles in Beijing, and they will not lose their status if they go to Tianqiao to have fun. Tianjin is different, and people with status will not go there.

Because he was born in the bottom of the market, cross talk performances such as "Lotus Falling" and "Three Festival Blossom Alley" are said to have originated from folk begging.It's just that later there were theaters, and artists didn't need to stand on the street to solicit business, so some things were no longer sung.

Ye Ling didn't expect that her father would look at the industry she was engaged in in such a way. She felt aggrieved and bored. Seeing this, Ye's mother hurriedly said, "What's wrong with the old Chinese New Year? How can you beg for food?"

Father Ye said, "Isn't he looking for the damage himself?"

Ye Ling stopped moving as she walked, her parents took a few steps forward, and Ye's mother turned around: "Why are you standing there stupidly?"

"I'm not going." Ye Ling replied.

Mother Ye asked, "What did you say?"

"I said I'm not going! I'm going back to Beijing!" Ye Ling said firmly.

Father Ye said angrily: "Your brain is covered by the door? Why go back to Beijing?"

Ye Ling said: "Go back to Beijing and beg for food!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, regardless of how shocked and angrily his parents shouted behind him.He only felt refreshed, and he didn't feel the cold wind pouring into his clothes while running.

He just looks quiet and obedient, but his ideas are more correct than anyone else.

There is a wild beast yearning for freedom in his heart, and no one can stop it.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the Beijing-Tianjin high-speed railway to Beijing was deserted.

Ye Ling had no luggage, so she bought a ticket and got on the train when she arrived at the train station. Before getting on the train, she called Xie Shuangchen.Xie Shuangchen had just woken up, but his mind was still unclear. Seeing that it was Ye Ling, he answered, "Happy Chinese New Year, Teacher Ye."

"I'm back to Beijing." Ye Ling said.

"Ah?" Xie Shuangchen wondered, "Why are you going back to Beijing?"

"I don't want to stay at home anymore." Ye Ling said, "You left the key card downstairs for me before you went out, but I didn't bring it with me."

"Hey, what are you staying for?" Xie Shuangchen said, "I'll pick you up at the South Railway Station."

During the Chinese New Year period, Beijing was an empty city, Xie Shuangchen parked the car and immediately went to the station to wait for Ye Ling.After a while, I saw Ye Ling walking out in a hurry.

Ye Ling also saw Xie Shuangchen - and the mobile phone he was holding, the LED on the screen scrolled "Warmly welcome Teacher Ye Ling back to Beijing."

The words "It's hard to explain in one word" immediately appeared on Ye Ling's face.

"Sabby," he cursed.

"Alright." Xie Shuangchen replied.

Once in the car, Xie Shuangchen said, "I'm going to Master's place, you can go with me, or we won't be able to make it in time."

Ye Ling nodded in agreement.

But as soon as the car drove out, he felt that this route was not right. This was not going to Xie Fangbi's place.

"Where are you going?" Ye Ling asked.

"Master's house." Xie Shuangchen replied.

"Mr. Xie moved?" Ye Ling continued to ask.

"No." Xie Shuangchen replied, "I'm going to my Peking Opera master's house."

"what?"

His Peking Opera master is Yao Fuxiang, a famous Peking Opera performer and also Yao Sheng's grandfather. He has been friends with Xie Fangbi for many years, and the two families lived very close to each other.Xie Shuangchen worshiped someone as a teacher because he deducted a ruby ​​from him, it seemed that it would not be very honorable to say it, so he didn't go into details with Ye Ling.

"You..." Ye Ling got out of the car, and looked at Xie Shuangchen tangledly, "You are a dan role in Peking Opera? Yes, sister."

"I'm good at everything, okay?" Xie Shuangchen took a gift from the trunk and said, "Do you think I'm the same as that bitch Yao Sheng?"

"Yo—" The scissor door of the red Ferrari parked next to it opened, and a person came down from it, shaking the car keys in his hand and asked, "Did you come early?"

Xie Shuangchen's back turned cold, he reckoned that Yao Sheng didn't hear him complaining, turned his head and said with a smile on his lips, "Senior Brother! Have you eaten?"

"No." Yao Sheng was dressed formally, a three-piece dark suit, a pocket watch on his chest, and a pair of gold-framed glasses without lenses on his face.He put the jacket on his body, and the well-tailored suit made him extremely ascetic and domineering, but his slightly long hair was randomly scratched, adding a bit of slutty to the abstinence.

"Come here, what gift do you want?" He asked, and then greeted Ye Ling, "Happy Chinese New Year, Teacher Ye."

"Happy New Year." Ye Ling smiled politely and nodded.

"Moutai from Wujiao." Xie Shuangchen pointed to the box in his hand with his chin, "Very expensive!"

"Okay." Yao Sheng suddenly stretched his legs to the side, tripping towards Xie Shuangchen.How could Xie Shuangchen have expected Yao Sheng to attack him, his foot was unsteady, he was tripped and staggered forward, his foot slipped, there was only a "stab" sound, and then Xie Shuangchen yelled: "Oh, fuck me!"

"Hey you!" Ye Ling wanted to catch him, but failed.

Xie Shuangchen slashed out one by one with the speed of thunder and jingle bells, holding the box with both hands and raising it straight above his head, time froze, like a paper crane running with split forks.

There was another car next to it that was about to back into it, but was frightened by Xie Shuangchen and hurried away to change to a parking space far away.

The garage was quiet then.

Ye Ling raised her forehead in embarrassment, Yao Sheng pretended nothing happened.

"Wujiao's Moutai is very expensive!!!" Xie Shuangchen shouted.

"Yes, hold it carefully." Yao Sheng shook the key in his hand and went to the elevator.

Ye Ling suppressed the embarrassment and smile to help Xie Shuangchen, and said in a low voice: "Now I believe that you are playing Peking Opera in elementary school, thank you boss for your skill."

"It's all due to the fucking boss!" Xie Shuangchen gritted his teeth, "Fortunately, I have practiced before!"

"Get up quickly." Ye Ling tugged at him, "Stop playing "SpongeBob SquarePants"!"

"Oh."

Xie Shuangchen patted the dirt on his body, Ye Ling looked behind his buttocks, and asked: "The 'stab' just now... Your crotch is not cracked, is it?"

"No." Xie Shuangchen said in a low voice, "That's the voice of AJ passing over my self-esteem."

"Is that the panties are torn?" Ye Ling asked in a low voice.

"No." Xie Shuangchen said calmly, "Maybe long johns."

"...All right." Ye Ling said, "It's pretty well dressed."

On the first day of the new year, Yao Fuxiang's family was crowded. After Xie Shuangchen saluted his master, he brought Ye Ling to get to know him, and played with the younger ones while waiting for lunch.

With the experience of Xie Shuangchen and Yao Sheng collapsing, Ye Ling no longer has high expectations for this group of young children from aristocratic families.They are all young people, so how can we talk about classics and history when we get together?Isn't everyone playing games with their heads bored?It's just that the elders are there, and they dare not openly scold their teammates.

"Brother Yo, what are you busy with?" Xie Shuangchen moved closer to Yao Sheng, "Smiling so happily? Are you in a relationship?"

"I'm telling you Xie Shuangchen." Yao Sheng didn't even take his eyes off the phone screen, just raised his eyebrows, "Don't play tricks on me, what kind of ass are you sticking out? I don't know what kind of shit you're doing?"

"Do you know how many girls' hearts you have to break by saying these words?" Xie Shuangchen sighed.

"Busy, don't talk to me."

"Hey, what are you busy with?" Xie Shuangchen begged Bailai to get closer.

"Arrange some work for the people in the studio." Yao Sheng was still typing.

"Are you so ruthless?" Xie Shuangchen said, "Don't give holidays to those who celebrate Chinese New Year? My God, are you Yao Papi?"

"What do you know?" Yao Sheng gave Xie Shuangchen a blank look in the midst of his busy schedule, "New media has no holidays."

"What?" Xie Shuangchen told him to be dumbfounded, "Aren't you a Peking opera artist?"

Yao Sheng said: "My studio department is very complete. The traffic during the Spring Festival is so high that people all over the country are fed up and check Weibo. The new media department is waiting for this time to produce results."

Xie Shuangchen said, "Then tell me what you have arranged?"

Yao Sheng showed Xie Shuangchen the screen of his mobile phone, which was the hot search interface on Weibo: "You will see my name appear here after a while. Last night's Spring Festival Gala was the first round, and I have to sort out the replay today. A round of explosion will consolidate the people's impression of me."

Xie Shuangchen knew that celebrities and entertainers love to buy hot searches, but never thought that Yao Sheng would also buy them for herself. At this moment, it seemed that the scissors door of the new world opened with a click.

"Why did you buy this?" Xie Shuangchen asked.

"Advertisement." Yao Sheng said logically, "Why, celebrities can buy it but I can't? What year is it? Does art have to be put in a museum in a dignified way? Your brother and I won the grand prize, Spring Festival Gala Yes, Vienna sang it, isn’t it worth searching a few times and telling the whole world?”

"No, I was just very surprised, and I didn't realize it for a while." Xie Shuangchen explained, "I thought you were popular because of your strength."

"No." Yao Sheng replied, "I rely on my beauty."

"..."

"And this." Yao Sheng rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

"Loving heart?" Xie Shuangchen thought for a long time and felt a little out of tune, so he didn't believe that Yao Sheng had any good intentions.

"Money." Yao Sheng said.

As expected...

"I'm in a good mood today, senior brother is here to give you some manipulation." Yao Sheng put his arm around Xie Shuangchen's shoulders and took a selfie pretending to be intimate. Then there will be a marketing account for follow-up fermentation, and you will also see yourself, and when we finish eating, I will post this photo..."

"And then?" Xie Shuangchen asked.

Yao Sheng snapped his fingers, pretending to be mysterious: "Then it's time to witness the miracle."

The author says:

For some simple popular science about cross talk, you can watch a documentary called "100 Years of Laughter".