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Chapter 8

These words were like a bolt from the blue to Lin Zhanyu, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines: he thought he was a passerby watching the fire from the other side, but unexpectedly, he got burned.

He was extremely unhappy, and hurriedly followed and hugged Qiao Xiaoyan's arm tightly: "Master, Brother Wei is very nice, I really want to live with him, I don't want to move away."

"Your big brother's room is spacious." Qiao said with a smile that he wanted to break away from him, but Lin Zhanyu hugged him too tightly, and that posture almost wanted to take off one of his master's arms.

Boss Qiao sighed helplessly: "Xiao Linzi, after a while your elder brother gets married, he will go out to live by himself. You live with him now, and when he leaves, the house will be yours, so you can save money." Time to toss."

"I won't." The young man was extremely stubborn: "Master, I won't go."

"Be obedient." Qiao said with a smile that he had no choice but to frighten him with the majesty of an elder, and his tone suddenly became more serious: "If you don't go, you can sleep under the sun in the future, and no one will collect your body if you freeze to death. "

Lin Zhanyu finally compromised: there is no way, the arms cannot twist the thighs.

But he was still very uncomfortable, he knew very well that he didn't like Xue He, or he felt that he and Xue He were not the same kind of people at all.Although he couldn't say why, he was quite sure of it.

That's all.He thought in a self-comforting way: Master asked me to help him look after the elder brother, so I will look after him.

However, thinking about it, he was still very angry, so in the next half month, he began to confront Qiao Xiaoyan blatantly.

The master asked him to recite the mouth, and he practiced it in private, but he deliberately said it in a fragmentary way when he checked it; He ran all over the yard, and in the end Joe was so tired that he couldn't breathe with a smile, but he stood on the sidelines and made faces provocatively.

The consequence of doing so was that he received many marks. Qiao said with a smile that he broke two rulers just by whipping him. This is a treatment that no apprentice has ever "enjoyed" before.

Every time he gets angry, Boss Qiao will light a cigarette for himself, pointing at the child in the punishment station not far away in the lingering smoke, almost gnashing his teeth: "I'm so mad. You little heartless, useless thing , and wait to starve to death in the future.”

Qingming is approaching, and Lin Zhanyu's days of "dire misery" have finally come to an end: his senior brother Wei and senior brother Xiao Qiao are coming back.

"Senior brother!" That day, the child got the master's permission and went to the alley to meet the two of them.After waiting all morning, he finally saw a figure, Lin Zhanyu hurried over, and stood in front of Wei Qingyun, who was carrying a big bag and a small bag, in the midday sun.

There is a lot of rain in Nanjing this season, and it is rare to have such a sunny time.Wei Qingyun looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, and suddenly felt warmth not only on his body, but also in his heart.

When the child first arrived, his complexion was not good-looking, it would not be an exaggeration to say that his complexion was yellow and thin, but at this time, perhaps because of the sunlight, his complexion could almost be regarded as rosy.

He was wearing a coat made of cotton, and for the convenience of movement, he tied the front hem in a random knot, not caring whether it looked neat or sloppy.He stood upright, like a young sapling that sprang up after the rain in spring, and the leaves were also green and fresh, full of vitality.

Wei Qingyun found that the child had grown a lot taller. When they first met, Lin Zhanyu didn't even reach his chest. Now the child's hair was almost at the same level as his chin.

He stuffed the package in his hand into Qiao Li's arms, and stretched out his hand to hug him: "Come on, senior brother, try to see if you can still hug you."

It can still be hugged, as expected.Wei Qingyun put him down and rummaged through Qiao Li for a long time: "Senior brother bought you a clay sculpture in Tianjin, take it back and play with it."

"I don't want it." Lin Zhanyu had been depressed for a month, but now seeing this person, he felt even more annoyed.He turned his face away: "That's something to coax little dolls, and I'm not a child."

"Aren't you?" Wei Qingyun patted his forehead and joked with a smile: "Then who is it?"

"I'm fourteen years old." Lin Zhanyu was not convinced.

"Okay, Senior Brother." Qiao Li smiled from ear to ear: "Let's go, let's go to Master quickly."

"Okay." Wei Qingyun rubbed the child's hair, and dragged Lin Zhanyu forward behind Qiao Li.

After entering the gate, Lin Zhanyu was reluctantly dragged to Master by Wei Qingyun.

Seeing Brother Wei, Qiao smiled and said with a straight face on purpose: "Qingyun, it's just in time for you to come back. I can't control this baby anymore, you can throw him out quickly."

"What's the matter?" Seeing Boss Qiao's appearance, Wei Qingyun had an idea in his heart. He turned to the young man beside him and held him by the shoulder: "Zhan Yu, tell Senior Brother, are you offending Master again?" Happy?"

Brother Wei was telling the truth. Lin Zhanyu was indeed making trouble for Qiao Xiaoyan every day, but he didn't want to admit it.

He felt that he was wronged first, and everything he did was a "resistance" against the unfair arrangement of Master.

The child thought for a while, and when everyone was not paying attention, he broke away from Wei Qingyun's hand and ran out quickly.

With the master's instruction, Wei Qingyun followed the young man all the way to the backyard.

After entering the house, looking at the overly tidy room, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Little pole, have you suddenly become more diligent?"

"I've always been diligent." Lin Zhanyu stood in front of him, rather unconvinced: "Don't call me little pole."

"Then what do I call you? Old man?" Wei Qingyun turned around and pinched his face, feeling very melancholy: Why did I go out and haven't seen him for a month, and the originally cute and cute little brother became like this now? Does anyone dislike it?Will it pay off in the future?

Lin Zhanyu didn't respond to his teasing, but sat on the edge of the bed very depressed: "Master told me to live in the big brother's house, and he also found a carpenter to make me a new bed in the past two days."

"You should have gone earlier." Wei Qingyun put down his luggage: "Then why are you still here?"

"Are you driving me away?" The young boy began to pick out his words sharply: "Brother, are you annoying me?"

Wei Qingyun had no choice but to walk over and stare at him: "Have you taken gunpowder?"

Seeing that the other party stopped talking, Wei Qingyun went on to say: "Isn't that what we planned earlier? Did you forget?"

Qiao laughed and said that he had told him not to tell others about Xue He's trouble.Therefore, Lin Zhanyu did not mention the many faults of his big brother, but leaned against the wall with Wei Qingyun's pillow in his arms, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, why do you bother me? I knew it, I can't do anything well , everyone doesn’t like me. Earlier I saw Senior Brother Xiao Qiao measuring the work for Senior Brother, he was very good at it, but I can’t even recite the guankou. The master has been scolding me and beating me for the past two days .”

"Where are you now?" Wei Qingyun persuaded earnestly: "Let me ask you, how many times have you recited "Reporting the Names of Vegetables"?"

Lin Zhanyu thought about it carefully: "Let's do it a hundred times."

"Whether a hundred times is enough? If you don't memorize it a thousand times or eight hundred times, who dares to say that you have memorized it?" Wei Qingyun took out the clay sculpture from one of the bags, and saw several colorful villains sitting around a table. In front of the Eight Immortals table, the movements of the people are lifelike, even the cloth folds on the clothes and the wrinkles on the forehead are very clear. It can be imagined that if it is the same size as an ordinary person, it may not be possible to tell the real from the fake without looking carefully.

The young man was really curious, he took the clay sculpture in his hand and looked at it carefully, and even forgot the unpleasantness just now.

"Tianjin Clay Figurine Zhang's handicraft. I bought everything, you can keep it quickly." Wei Qingyun laughed.

Lin Zhanyu silently accepted his elder brother's kindness.He really wanted to thank the other party, but because of the previous embarrassment, the thin-skinned boy couldn't open his mouth.

So the child's month-long temper tantrum was finally resolved by the clay puppet brought back by Senior Brother Wei.

A few days later, Lin Zhanyu moved to Xue He's house, and he began to learn skills from Qiao Xiaoyan again.

In the morning it was Xiao Qiao's turn to buy breakfast, and the rest of the people sat around the table and waited.Qiao smiled and signaled Lin Zhanyu to sit at the place closest to him, as if he was chatting about family affairs: "Qingyun has just been to Tianjin, so he should know. It's fashionable to sing Taiping lyrics in the area of ​​Beiping and Tianjin."

"Yes." Wei Qingyun nodded.

"That thing was adapted from a local song in Beiping, and I taught you to practice it for a while. But I thought that if our singing is also based on that, it will inevitably be 'unacceptable' in Nanjing." Qiao said with a smile He stroked his goatee: "In addition to Shanghai-style Beijing opera, I have also paid attention to Huai opera, Kunqu opera in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and Baiju rap in Nanjing. You should also learn more."

"Okay." Wei Qingyun replied: "Nanjing people are naturally not used to seeing northern things. It's not like the 'Three No Matters' in Tianjin, where there are a lot of northern songs."

"Brother, what is 'Three No Matters'?" Lin Zhanyu asked curiously.

Wei Qingjun smiled, and gestured on the table with his fingers: "There is such a place that Tianjin County doesn't care about, the Japanese Concession doesn't care about, and the French Concession doesn't care about it. Isn't it 'three things'?"

The young man nodded his head half-understood, only to hear Qiao say with a smile: "Jinan is also a place of quyi."

"Well, Qushan Yihai, I listened to this when I was young. But my parents didn't want it, they let me study hard, so I could only sneak out when they were busy, and pooled pocket money with a few friends to watch it. .”

When Wei Qingyun mentioned these things, his smile was very weak, his eyes were lowered, and his former sad or angry mood was well suppressed, which made him look almost calm and stable.

"They are very popular and make a lot of money." Wei Qingyun recalled: "I remember that when a famous artist from Tianjin came to Jinan, the people who went to see him surrounded him inside and out. We didn't squeeze in at that time, so we had to You can only see it from a higher place.”

"The northern dialects sound similar, and the difference is much smaller than that of various southern dialects." Xue He was quite emotional after hearing these words: "If there is a chance in the future, let's not just stay in Nanjing City. Go out for a walk. The northerners of Nanjing Mandarin can’t understand it, and people from Guangdong and Guangxi can’t understand it. There must be someone in Anqing and Huizhou in the west who can get used to it.”

"Actors are low class, but they earn a lot." Lin Zhanyu propped his elbows on the wooden table, resting his chin with his palms, as if thinking.

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Shanghai-style Peking Opera refers to Peking Opera in other places represented by Shanghai, and most of them were later renamed "Southern School".