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Xie Shuangchen didn't want to eat at Yao Sheng's house at all, but Yao Sheng followed the principle of "everyone comes" and forcibly pushed him down to accept the baptism of durian stew.

Although Boss Yao has a little knowledge of cooking skills, as a northerner, stewing durian is also a first for him.The two durians in front of him looked like two big torpedoes, and the smell filled Yao Sheng's house to the brim.Yao Sheng arranged the durians for the recipe, Feng Feifei and Xie Shuangchen were threatened with death by him, and no one was allowed to leave unless they ate all the durians.

Xie Shuangchen felt that Feng Feifei deserved it, who would not provoke Yao Sheng?But why should he be affected for no reason?Could life be any more bitter today?

He was very resentful. After eating, he really spoiled a lot of Yao Sheng's high-grade tea gastric lavage, and Yao Sheng almost beat him to death.

Lively is always something that happens for a moment or two, Xie Shuangchen suddenly felt a little uncomfortable facing the cold air after returning home alone.

This is what happens when you live with someone for a long time. You don’t feel much when the person is there, but when the person leaves, it seems that even the temperature in the room drops a few degrees.Eating, sleeping and playing games by myself has become boring.

Yao Sheng asked Xie Shuangchen to respect Ye Ling's opinion for the time being, and not to talk to each other, but within a few hours, the calm restraint turned into unreasonable miss.

Since Xie Shuangchen grew up, he has discovered his indecisive side. He always does what he likes to do. He is not afraid of difficulties and never worries about getting into trouble. He just wants to be happy. In his past romantic history, he has never been afraid or unhappy. experience, come and go freely.This time, however, things are not that simple.

He would wonder if Ye Ling is happy or not, because his feelings make people look forward and backward, so it is better to sleep with his head down.

Where can I sleep here? Xie Shuangchen stayed on the bed until 03:30 in the middle of the night before barely closing his eyes.

Ye Ling had imagined countless times what would happen if the relationship between himself and Xie Shuangchen changed subtly. He felt that he might be entangled in worrying about gains and losses, but when things really happened, he was actually much calmer than he imagined.

When he woke up from the bed, he was stunned for a long time, chagrined by the pain of hangover and physical exhaustion.He could only recall sporadic fragments, but he clearly remembered that he reached out to Xie Shuangchen first.With Xie Shuangchen's character of never rejecting anyone, it's not surprising that he would develop into such a result.

Xie Shuangchen slept soundly, completely unaware of Ye Ling's movements.Ye Ling didn't even take a shower, got dressed quietly, took her own ID and went out.He is a smart person, he can solve all the math problems with a perfect answer, but he doesn't know how to face Xie Shuangchen after waking up.

So he left and went back to Tianjin under the pretense of going home during the Chinese New Year.

He was very calm along the way. After arriving in Tianjin, he did not go home, but went to live in a house near his middle school alma mater. He went out every morning to buy eggs and fruit, and then took the car to the library.This section of the road was not long. Looking at the street scenes on both sides, he always felt as if he had returned to the age of ignorance and ignorance.

At that time, he always went to the library to read books, and many things about cross talk could not be found online.This is a skill that is passed down orally through the bond between master and apprentice. It has been brilliant in the merciful time, and it has also been silent in the ruthless time.It has left few documents in the long time. Even in the Internet age, there are only unexpected things on the Internet, but such a neglected subject is only a short paragraph of words that no one searches on the Internet. Festival.

Ye Ling found many old books in the library, they were hiding in the corner, waiting for such a young man to shake off the dust of time.

However, Ye Ling didn't review the book these days, but just kept writing.

He is a science student through and through, and writing only exists in writing essays in middle school and various papers after college.Those are all rational statements, not the reckless creation like now.

I have to say that the successful performance on the last night gave Ye Ling a lot of inspiration.He was forced by Xie Shuangchen to write the book. He didn't have any experience in writing the book. He wrote it based on his feeling. After he finished writing, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, and he was even ready to be booed by the audience. .

Unexpectedly, the audience accepted their performance.

Ye Ling wore her earphones and checked Weibo on her mobile phone. The video of that day had already been released by fans, and everyone enthusiastically reposted it. Because it was too topical, it was quickly uploaded on the Internet, triggering a huge discussion.

Some laughed, and some cursed.

Some were amused by them, and some said they ruined traditional art.

It has everything and is very lively.

Ye Ling skipped the one with the cute real person CP in the middle, because it reminded him of Xie Shuangchen and the things that happened with Xie Shuangchen.He is very calm now, but this kind of calm is like hot water under cold oil. On the surface, nothing happens, but underneath... No one knows when it will burn others.

Ye Ling's "peace" is struggling and depressed, and he can only express it through creation.It must be admitted that most comedies are often born from tragedies, and no one knows how many lonely souls are behind those sentences and plots that make people laugh.

Compared with Xie Shuangchen's miserable real life, his name is quite popular on the Internet.All in all, the streamed video has become a joke on the Internet. People like Xie Shuangchen are not lacking in topicality, and fans are willing to sell Amway. Everyone is naturally happy to hear it.

An overwhelming amount of information rushed in, even his senior brother who hadn't heard from him for 800 years.

"Okay, fifth brother." Zheng Shuangqi, the third senior brother, asked him on WeChat, "You've been doing well recently, are you going to get rich?"

Xie Shuangchen felt dizzy looking at these words, but luckily the words had no tone, so he didn't have to pretend: "It's okay, just barely get by."

"Hiding with the third brother?"

"That's what you said." Xie Shuangchen smiled, "Can I do it?"

Zheng Shuangqi said after a while: "There are so many activities and programs at the end of the year, why don't you move around?"

Xie Shuangchen said: "I am a nobody, and if I want to walk around, people don't want me."

Zheng Shuangqi said: "You are not nobody, you are very popular."

Xie Shuangchen said: "Small fights, can't get on the stage, can't compare with a few senior artists."

Zheng Shuangqi sent a middle-aged and elderly emoji over, and then said: "Second senior brother is an old artist, so it's the Spring Festival Gala again this year, what a sight."

If Xie Shuangchen hadn't known that Zheng Shuangqi only had the word "money" in his eyes, he would have really thought that Zheng Shuangqi was talking sarcastic about Yang Shuanglin.He made a few more detours in his mind and said, "That's really congratulations."

Zheng Shuangqi said: "Don't congratulate me, it's good if you don't tell him to run out."

Xie Shuangchen knew it was not a good thing, so he just let it go.

This Spring Festival is the first time for Xie Shuangchen to spend by himself. He has no master, and the person he likes is not around, so he feels very desolate.It was so desolate that he found out that there was no takeaway to order around that day, so he could only cook a pack of instant noodles with his family to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The program became more and more boring every year, and when she saw Yang Shuanglin on stage, Xie Shuangchen almost fell asleep.

The elder brother is still wearing a suit, whether he is really proud or not, at least his face is full of smiles. Xie Shuangchen thinks that Yang Shuanglin should be an actor instead of talking about cross talk, and talking about cross talk is a bit inferior.However, Xie Shuangchen felt a little regretful about Yang Shuanglin's attitude after breaking away from the original environment of studying art.He likes the fourth senior brother the most, and he is just not that close to the other senior senior brothers. At that time, everyone followed Xie Fangbi to study art seriously, and no one was fooling around. Why is the result so different now?

It was embarrassing for a while.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xie Shuangchen got up early to go to Yao's house to pay New Year's greetings. It was his birthday, 24 years old, the year of birth.

Birthdays are easily overlooked on this day. People all over the country are busy visiting each other. Where can I have time to eat cake?Xie Shuangchen also perfectly forgot about these in the routine of the first year of junior high school.

Going to Yao's house is inevitable. After Yao Sheng arrived, Xie Shuangchen looked behind him and asked, "Where is Second Miss?"

"What's wrong?" Yao Sheng asked back.

Xie Shuangchen said, "He didn't come with you?"

"Why is he coming with me?" Yao Sheng felt that Xie Shuangchen's brain was not working properly, "Are you full?"

"You're too cold-blooded!" Xie Shuangchen called out, "You asked a child to stay at home by himself during Chinese New Year, how lonely and cold is he?"

Yao Sheng said coldly: "I think it's because you feel lonely and cold? He wished I wasn't home. Besides, why did I bring him here? Let my family know that I brought a child back? And This kid still has some family background, if he can't guarantee it, my grandpa called his family and called them over."

Xie Shuangchen said: "It took a lot of effort, it's the same as the armed forces behind the enemy's rear."

Yao Sheng said: "But I think it's time for someone from their family to arrest him."

"What's wrong?" Xie Shuangchen asked, "When did you learn astrology?"

Yao Sheng rolled his eyes: "Your company's recent videos are so popular on the Internet, do people know about it?"

"You talk about that." Xie Shuangchen stretched himself on the sofa, "It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, I don't care about it either!"

"Do you care about Ye Ling?" Yao Sheng asked suddenly.

"No, we're all safe and sound." Xie Shuangchen said, "I couldn't resist not sending him a message for my birthday today. Hey, every day, the more I live, the more I get back. When did our buddies suffer this kind of humiliation?"

"Don't be a buddy, buddy." Yao Sheng said, "Call me brother, no big or small."

"All right, all right, I'm at Master's house today, you can say whatever you want." Xie Shuangchen waved his hand, "If your father wasn't in the industry, you'd have to call me Uncle Master." Yao Sheng's grandfather, Yao Fuxiang, was his teacher. Yao Fuxiang and Xie Fangbi were of the same generation. It is reasonable to say that Xie Shuangchen's seniority is older than Yao Sheng.But the problem is that Yao Sheng's father didn't enter the industry. Yao Fuxiang said that his father couldn't eat this bowl of rice. However, Yao Sheng is a good young man, and the old man brought him up personally, which is why he has such a seniority relationship.

Yao Sheng really managed to beat Xie Shuangchen by relying on his family relationship, otherwise Xie Shuangchen, a generation that crushes people wherever he goes, really can't be cured by anyone.

"I really don't have time to talk to you. There is an event in the capital's literary and art circles this afternoon." Yao Sheng said, "An old artist like me can't understand your internet celebrity circle!"

Xie Shuangchen said with a "tsk tsk", "Don't you feel ashamed to sit among a bunch of really old artists?"

Yao Sheng said: "I don't think so, I have been in the arts for more than 20 years, okay? Isn't it an old qualification?"

Xie Shuangchen said, "Do what you like."

"By the way, your senior brother is also going today." Yao Sheng raised his mouth.

"Him?" Xie Shuangchen said, "Oh yes, the old artists in the capital are gathering."

Yao Sheng said, "What's your tone?"

"Master brother didn't go?" Xie Shuangchen asked.

"No." Yao Sheng said, "Isn't the second child in your family always fond of activities?"

Xie Shuangchen murmured to himself: "That's right, big brother is still keeping a low profile. I think it's because he has more energy than he wants."

Yao Sheng sighed: "It's really a crime of gold and jade."

In fact, Yao Sheng doesn't really like to participate in such boring activities. He is surrounded by a group of grandparents who are both virtuous and talented. The generation gap in age has caused a gap that cannot communicate except art. Yao Sheng just pretends to smile and pretends to be dead. .

After the end, there was a small press conference, which was basically to talk about the experience of the symposium on literature and art.Yao Sheng really didn't understand, he wanted to sleep.But it seems that others have a deep understanding and talk freely, especially Yang Shuanglin, who is communicating with reporters like a representative of the capital's literary and art circles.

"Mr. Yang, have you seen your junior's performance in the small garden on the Internet recently?" The reporter suddenly asked, "What do you think about it?"

Yang Shuanglin paused for a while, this slight pause already explained the situation, but he still deliberately asked: "Which junior brother are you talking about?"

"Xie Shuangchen." The reporter said by name this time.

"Oh—you're talking about this." Yang Shuanglin said with a smile, "I've seen some of them briefly."

The reporter said: "His videos are very popular on the Internet. Some people say that this is the inevitable product of cross talk in the Internet age, and some people say that it violates the creation and inheritance of traditional art. What do you think?"

Everyone looked at Yang Shuanglin, and seemed to be looking forward to his answer. There was a lot of excitement in it.Yang Shuanglin pondered for a moment, and said, "Of course young people have young people's ideas, innovation is a good thing, but..."

As soon as these two words came out, this group of old Jianghu knew that it was time to get to the point, and even Yao Sheng cheered up, ready to watch a good show.

Yang Shuanglin cleared his throat and said: "But there must be a rule in everything. You can't take it for granted, and you can't do it recklessly. Crosstalk is a traditional art. It's not about making a fool of yourself or being funny. It's not good to always think about speculation. For I can only say that if my junior brother's name is Xie Chen, I wouldn't have anything to comment on this matter."

The reporter seemed to want to continue asking questions, but Yang Shuanglin didn't intend to answer any more. The conversation ended at this ambiguous place.

Yao Sheng rolled his eyes silently in his heart, and after returning home at night, he began to complain wildly to Xie Shuangchen.Xie Shuangchen didn't take it seriously, thinking that his second senior brother's avatar had never collapsed, and he hid his knife in a strange smile.

Xie Shuangchen's two comments hadn't warmed up yet, and the news came out the next day.The reporter's pen will not let anyone go, but it's just the grievances between the two disciples of Xie Men. When it comes to him, it seems to be a huge collision between old and new forces.

Is this still available?

In the next few days, Xie Shuangchen received news of an interview invitation, and wanted him to talk about what he thought of Yang Shuanglin's remarks.

How can he see it?Either lie down and watch or sit and watch.

He didn't want to talk to Yang Shuanglin in the New Year, but his fans didn't like it, so they blasted Yang Shuanglin's Weibo directly.Yang Shuanglin may not have suffered any cyber-bullying in his life, the old artist lost his composure, and in the middle of the night posted on Weibo to accuse Xie Shuangchen of forgetting his origin and insulting his teacher.

Xie Shuangchen felt that he was wronged. He was upset by listening to the ringtone of his mobile phone for the past two days. Suddenly it rang again. He glanced at it, but he didn't expect it to be Ye Ling. He only had a simple sentence.

"I'm back on the seventh day of the seventh day."