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"Beat chicken feathers!" Xie Shuangchen only moved his mouth but did not move his hands, "You are harassing other people's private life!"

Yao Sheng said: "Private life? What kind of private life can you have? Tell me, what kind of privacy do you have in front of me? If you are full, you must be full! You really have to go to the house without education for three days!"

"Get out!" Xie Shuangchen cursed, "Get out!"

Ye Ling's AD calcium milk was finished, and he was very helpless when he saw these two gods and shrews yelling at the street. He threw the empty bottle into the trash can and asked, "Do you two want to talk tomorrow? Tonight Fighting disturbs the people, what if the neighbors call the police?"

"Fighting during the day is also a nuisance to the people! Uncle policeman does not distinguish between day and night at work!" Xie Shuangchen said.

Ye Ling said: "Didn't everyone go to work during the day, the probability of calling the police is relatively small."

Xie Shuangchen said, "What you said makes sense."

Yao Sheng said: "That makes sense! Xie Shuangchen, are you an idiot!"

Xie Shuangchen said: "Langwei Fairy, close your anus! Our Teacher Ye is going to rest, you should leave quickly!"

"Okay! Have a rest!" Yao Sheng strode towards the bedroom and kicked open the door, "I'm not leaving! I'm staying here today! Sleep! Good night!"

He was about to undress and lie on the bed when Xie Shuangchen ran over and grabbed him: "This is Teacher Ye's room!"

Yao Sheng questioned with his head: "Isn't this your bedroom? You two sleep together? Are you awesome?"

"Why is there no human words out of the mouth of a well-behaved person?" Xie Shuangchen reached out and touched Yao Sheng's forehead, "Can't even understand the logic of our normal human language? I said this is Teacher Ye's room. When did you say we were sleeping together? Can I sleep in the study?"

"I don't care." Yao Sheng pretended to be dead and lifted the quilt and lay down in it, "Oh, it's still gentle, it's good, turn off the lights and go out."

Xie Shuangchen kicked the bed: "You must be sick! Sleeping in warm blankets in the summer! Forget it if you die of heat! Get up for me!" He stretched out his hand to grab Yao Sheng, who continued to pretend to be dead and fell down hard. The two are about the same size and physique, and neither can beat the other. Xie Shuangchen was so tired that he gave up and cursed: "I'll turn off the electric switch in this room for you! You won't die from the heat!"

Yao Sheng remained unmoved.

Xie Shuangchen closed the door tightly for him, Ye Ling leaned against the wall to look at him, he said helplessly to Ye Ling: "That's how he is, don't be surprised."

"I'm not surprised." Ye Ling said, "It just feels a little... broken."

Ye Ling, a well-known figure like Yao Sheng, couldn't possibly be ignorant of it, but in front of the public, Yao Sheng was both virtuous and talented. Ye Ling didn't expect this person to be so incoherent in private, and felt crazier than Xie Shuangchen.

Is there a lot of pressure on traditional business?Why are all the children of these aristocratic families like this?

"There are still times when he is even more stupid. When he commits a crime, he is a devil in the world." Xie Shuangchen looked like he didn't want to mention it, Ye Lingxin said, don't dislike each other.

"This is the only thing to do tonight, Teacher Ye, go to bed quickly." Xie Shuangchen said, "I'll deal with it on the sofa all night, and you can go to sleep in my room."

He was so tall that he slept on the sofa curled up, his legs and feet could not be stretched straight, and he looked weak and helpless.Ye Ling sighed and said, "Why don't you come and sleep with me."

Xie Shuangchen asked: "Are you not homophobic anymore?"

"Hey, why are you so ignorant?" Ye Ling said impatiently, "Then just stay gay."

"No!" Xie Shuangchen quickly stood up, "I beg you to give me half a bed."

"Get lost." Ye Ling said, "Go and sleep with you, the two old artists are just exchanging ideas on art."

"Don't." Xie Shuangchen said hastily, "I'm afraid I'm going with you."

After all, Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling squeezed a bed together to deal with this night.Ye Ling couldn't sleep well when someone was around, she woke up at dawn, and ordered a takeaway breakfast for three people, unexpectedly the two old artists didn't get up until noon.

This kind of work and rest is really not artistic at all.

Yao Sheng was just as casual at Xie Shuangchen's house as he was at his own. He walked out dazedly with shirtless arms, and while grabbing his messy hair, he called to Xie Shuangchen to let him find clothes for him, and he wanted to take a bath.Xie Shuangchen was called up by him, and he threw a T-shirt to him and told him to get out, full of anger.

Ye Ling watched the whole process silently, and decided to order a takeaway for lunch.

The three of them sat together, each with their own expressions, Yao Sheng was obviously not awake, the kind who didn't wake up even after taking a shower.Xie Shuangchen had a depressed face, while Ye Ling mainly watched movies.

"Don't pick coriander!" Xie Shuangchen scolded Yao Sheng, "Why is it so hard to eat?"

Yao Sheng said: "I don't care if I don't eat coriander?"

Xie Shuangchen said: "This is my family's meal!"

Yao Sheng said, "Is Ye Ling's order good?"

Ye Ling said: "...Can you two have a good meal?"

Yao Sheng said with a playful smile, "He called you Teacher Ye? Then I will call you Teacher Ye?"

"...No need, he's just calling it for fun." Ye Ling really didn't want to face this address, "It's fine to just call it by name."

"Hey, anyway, the name is just a code name, it doesn't matter." Yao Sheng said, "How long have you two been together? How are you getting along? When is the premiere? Shall I come to join in?"

He threw out a series of questions, and Ye Ling didn't know where to answer them.

"You don't have to worry about it, you should worry about your own affairs." Xie Shuangchen took the conversation and asked, "I haven't seen you for a while, where did you go?"

Yao Sheng said, "Is this the way you speak to old artists?"

"Okay." Xie Shuangchen said, "Where did you go to promote traditional culture?"

Yao Sheng snorted triumphantly, and said, "I'm cooperating with an independent music studio to hold a show recently..."

"What?" Xie Shuangchen interrupted him, "A small business?"

"Why are you so talkative? You answer everything?" Yao Sheng said, "Do you understand cross-border cooperation? It is the combination of modern trendy music and traditional opera. It is a holographic effect, and the sound and light are particularly cool and domineering."

Xie Shuangchen said, "Oh, how is the effect?"

"I did a small audition session..."

"Are all the elders and aunts here?" Xie Shuangchen said, "You are really the idol of middle-aged and elderly women."

"Shut up!" Yao Sheng warned himself, don't get angry and don't kill people, murdering is against the law, "All the people here are young people, okay? They're all crazy! I've never seen such a trendy thing!"

Xie Shuangchen asked: "Didn't your master scold you for not doing your job properly?"

"What are you scolding me for?" Yao Sheng said, "You let young people sit in a big theater and listen to the whole "Yu Tang Chun"? They don't want to listen to it? ? Old things are not necessarily good things, you have to adapt to survive."

Before Xie Shuangchen could speak, Ye Ling suddenly said, "I think what you said makes sense."

"Look!" Yao Sheng clapped his hands, "Ms. Ye is still very enlightened! Hey, I think you guys should participate in those rap shows. When I watched it, I kept thinking, these contestants are completely stupid with their mouths. It’s not as good as you talking about cross talk, the speed of speech is very ordinary, and cursing and dissing is not as bad as you, why are they all praised one by one?”

"Stop it, we call it Guankou." Xie Shuangchen, "There is no hip-hop in China, and there is no black cannon in cross talk."

"I think it's pretty much the same."

"It's much worse, okay!"

Yao Sheng waved his hand: "All in all, I think it's quite interesting to play with these new things. If the effect this time is good, I plan to continue making this series and go abroad."

Xie Shuangchen smiled and said, "Then you have really changed from an old artist to an avant-garde artist. If you want my second senior brother to see it, you must be forced to do it again."

"Old Antique." Yao Sheng said, "Your second senior brother is the one in your cross talk circle who respects him a lot, so I won't buy him, who cares." He spoke frivolously, but he has the capital to be frivolous.Peking opera is different from cross talk. Maybe a hundred years ago, everyone was a low-level performer, but now they are the quintessence of the country, and elements of Peking opera are indispensable in any place that showcases the country's cultural strength.

What about cross talk?There is only one cold intangible cultural heritage title, other than that, it doesn't seem to be very tall.It is an art that comes out of the masses. To put it simply, it is nothing more than to speak, but to say it is difficult, it also needs to talk about all kinds of inclusive learning and performance.

It seems to be caught in an embarrassing situation among the vulgar and the elegant, and everyone is not very clear about how to proceed.

However, what Yao Sheng said today left something in the hearts of Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling.

Summer is gradually passing, autumn is coming quickly, the heat and humidity recede, and Beijing ushers in the best season of the year.

Gold, nine, silver, and ten are all harvest times.During this period, the schedule of festivals is relatively tight, and it is also a busy period for artists.Xie Shuangchen was invited to perform at a cultural gala, and Yang Shuanglin told him that this was a bridge he built, because he saw that Xie Shuangchen looked like a second-generation ancestor with nothing to do all day long, so he had to come out for activities.

Xie Shuangchen agreed readily, and it happened that Ye Ling and Ye Ling had been getting along for a while, so it was time to practice.

He was full of confidence, but Ye Ling was a little muttering in his heart.He didn't say it on this kind of business occasion, but there are more rules and TV broadcasts, so he didn't know what to do.Xie Shuangchen assured that there is no need to be nervous, everything is up to him.

Then he went wrong.

The two of them performed "Playing Lantern Riddles". There are four or five interpretations of this activity based on different backgrounds. It is roughly the same as teasing the teaser to say a certain word, and teasing the teaser avoids the word through various techniques.This time, the two of them used "call the door in the middle of the night and ask who they are", and the answer to the riddle is the word "I", so Xie Shuangchen couldn't use "I" throughout the dialogue with Ye Ling.

This is a very traditional job, and there is nothing technical about it.The two wore frosty white gowns, and each looked like a jade tree facing the wind. They came to the stage and bowed, attracting applause from the audience.It was a peaceful and stable place, but Xie Shuangchen changed his mouth to say that the south side was the blue side, and the good Beijing guy instantly turned into plastic mandarin.

Fortunately, Ye Ling reacted quickly, patted Xie Shuangchen on the shoulder and said, "Can you spit out the two pairs of socks in your mouth first?"

"What socks? I have cotton trousers in my mouth!" Xie Shuangchen said deliberately, "The Yin family thinks it's cute to shrink like this."

Ye Ling said: "Yes, those who don't know think it's Thai cotton pants stuffed in their mouths."

"Bah!" Xie Shuangchen spat, as if spitting out the cotton pants, and then returned to normal.

This is a small episode that often occurs in stage performances. It is harmless, and the two of them get along well. The audience buys it, but it is actually nothing.

But as soon as he stepped off the stage, Xie Shuangchen received a call from Yang Shuanglin, telling him to come to Master with Ye Ling.

Xie Shuangchen was puzzled, and Ye Ling didn't know why, so the two of them could only pass obediently.

After entering the door, the atmosphere is not quite right.

Xie Fangbi has always been kind and doting towards Xie Shuangchen.But today his expression was very serious, Yang Shuanglin sat next to Xie Fangbi, making it look like three trials.

Xie Shuangchen asked: "Master, do you miss me?"

"Don't have a cheeky smile when you come up." Yang Shuanglin said, "What's going on with today's performance? What's wrong with your mouth?"

"...Just... people make mistakes and horses make mistakes." Xie Shuangchen muttered in a low voice, "Who can guarantee that he will not make mistakes on the stage for the rest of his life? Besides, haven't we crossed over here? After throwing it out, the effect Isn't it good?"

Yang Shuanglin said sternly: "Don't avoid the serious and take the light of it! Can you handle the accident on the stage so that this kind of accident can happen presumptuously? A crosstalk actor with slurred speech and wrong words, you are quite honorable, aren't you? You rely on this for a living , didn’t come out to make a fool of yourself!”

"As for going online like this?" Xie Shuangchen was speechless, "It's not a big deal!"

Yang Shuanglin said, "What big trouble do you want to make?"

"I!"

"Shuangchen." Xie Fangbi, who had been silent all this time, said at this moment, "You made two mistakes today. First, you made a mistake on stage. I am sorry for my many years of learning art, and I am sorry for my parents. , when did I teach you this?"

"Master..." Xie Shuangchen softened his attitude.

"Go, take the ruler." Xie Fangbi pointed with his chin.

Xie Shuangchen's expression changed on the spot, but he obediently went to the back room to get the ruler and handed it to Xie Fangbi.Ye Ling stayed on the sidelines and didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't know what to do.Immediately afterwards, he saw Xie Shuangchen knelt down in front of Xie Fangbi, with his hands raised in front of Xie Fangbi, palms facing up.

Xie Fangbi waved the ruler, and "slapped" Xie Shuangchen's hand, very hard and very loud.Xie Shuangchen was in excruciating pain, but she didn't dare to cry out, and just bit her lower lip with her teeth.

After a while, his palms were red and swollen, and after about a dozen more blows, Xie Fangbi stopped. Xie Shuangchen was already sweating profusely, and his hands were still raised, not moving.

"Master hit you, you have to remember." Xie Fangbi said, "As artists, we can't fool ourselves or the audience. If you think you fooled this time, if you do it again in the future, people will think you are incompetent. It’s a rice bowl, and no one will support you, how can you still eat? I check your basic skills every day, just to let you keep these in mind, and when the master is gone, no one will teach you anymore.”

Xie Shuangchen lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for teaching!"

Xie Fangbi threw the ruler on the table and said, "Go down and get some medicine, rest for two days, and contemplate your mistakes behind closed doors."

"Thank you, master!" Xie Shuangchen yelled again, moved his body, his hands were beaten into pig's feet, and it was difficult to stand up.Ye Ling was a little dazed looking at this, but remembered it now, and hurried to help Xie Shuangchen.

Xie Shuangchen went back to the room he used to live in, and the things in it were still used by him.

As soon as he entered the door, Xie Shuangchen yelled like crazy: "I'm dying of pain! Pain, pain, pain! Teacher Ye, help me!"

"Huh?" Ye Ling was a little confused.

"There is a medicine box on the second floor of that cabinet!" Xie Shuangchen pointed with his elbow, "There are painkillers and gauze in it! I'm dying of pain!"

Ye Ling quickly took out the medicine box and bandaged Xie Shuangchen. He was not very good at doing this, and the bandages were very ugly. Xie Shuangchen grinned and cried, "You're going to kill me!"

"Shut up! You're so annoying!" Ye Ling said, "Didn't you be a man when you were beaten just now? Why are you crying now!"

"Can it be the same!" Xie Shuangchen said, "If I dared to say one more word, my master would kill me."

Ye Ling was puzzled: "I always thought that Mr. Xie was doting on you, but I didn't expect him to hit you because you said a wrong word on stage.

"It's considered light." Xie Shuangchen said, "I was beaten more when I was young."

"..." Ye Ling has always been a very good person. He has never let his parents worry about him since he was a child, and he has never been beaten, so he can't understand this kind of behavior of educating children by beating and scolding, "You don't resist?" Is it? I think you are so right that it is too outrageous."

"Hey, what's the score?" Xie Shuangchen sighed, "Did you know that in the old society, you have to sign a document with the master to learn art from a teacher? It stipulates that you will study art for five years and work for half a year. The master is not responsible for jumping into the river and looking for a well."

Ye Ling said, "I've heard people say it."

Xie Shuangchen said: "There is another sentence in the back, it doesn't matter if you kill him."

"..." Ye Ling was silent.He has heard of these things but has never seen them. After all, they are all things of the old society. The old society is far away from him. He can only see those short words from books and documents.

But today, he seemed to have some actual feelings about it.

"Master hit me, but it was actually for my own good." Xie Shuangchen said.

Ye Ling said: "...I thought he was reluctant."

Xie Shuangchen said: "If you can't bear it, you won't ask me to learn art. Learning art is the hardest thing. You have to get up in the morning to practice before dawn, and you can't go to bed until very late. It's like this every day, no matter what happens. .It's not considered a fight..."

"Then why do you want to learn?" Ye Ling asked, "Why did Mr. Xie ask you to learn?"

Xie Shuangchen lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Master always says that I am the patriarch who enjoys food. Actually, I didn't like to study at first. It was too hard. Really, it doesn't sound good to say it. I understand his painstaking efforts. Master is old, he knows that I am ignorant, and he is afraid that I will not be able to live alone in the future, so teach me a craft, at least I will not starve to death."

Master and apprentice are like father and son, let alone a disciple like Xie Shuangchen who was raised by Xie Fangbi since childhood.One side is loving and the other is strict. This is a feeling that is difficult to balance.Xie Shuangchen is the old man's darling, how could he be willing to beat him?

But the real reluctance is actually to be willing to beat him and tell him to remember that if he doesn't make mistakes in the future, he will go smoothly along the way and will not stumble again.

"Do you think it's quite feudal?" Xie Shuangchen smiled sheepishly, "Isn't it very human rights?"

Ye Ling shook his head, he just couldn't calm down because of the ups and downs in his heart.The glamorous and arrogant little fifth master in front of him turned out to have such a side. He didn't have the usual willful and arrogant face.If it were any other ordinary boy of this age, he might have gone to the house and left home long ago.

Ye Ling never thought that Xie Shuangchen would have such a forbearing and restrained side, never.

It seemed that from this moment on he really got to know Xie Shuangchen a little bit, and the bitterness and bitterness behind this very prestigious family.

And cross talk is such a struggling and contradictory existence, always bringing joy to others and leaving pain to oneself.

No one has it easy.

Ye Ling lowered her head to look at Xie Shuangchen's hands, which she tied into rice dumplings, touched them lightly, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Shuangchen nodded continuously, and then raised his hand in front of Ye Ling.

"Why?" Ye Ling asked suspiciously.

"It hurts." Xie Shuangchen said pitifully, "Fuck you."

The author says:

For the art learning part, please refer to the memories of Su Wenmao and other old gentlemen in the documentary.