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He had an indifferent expression towards the screen, occasionally frowning slightly, as if thinking.The cursor in the document kept moving, and the whole process was smooth. After about an hour, he completed a draft of about four to five thousand words.

"Yes, Teacher Ye." Xie Shuangchen exclaimed, "You can write web articles at this speed. How many words do you have to update in a day?"

"I'll forget it when I'm exhausted." Ye Ling said, "I just figured out what to write, and the rest is just typing."

Xie Shuangchen moved a little closer and lay down in front of the computer: "Let me take a look."

After the two people checked the manuscript, they didn't rush to send it out. The time was wrong, and if they didn't pick a good day and auspicious day, they always felt that they were in a hurry.So after a long time together, they decided to meet on Friday night, because that day was Qingming Festival.

Early on Friday morning, Xie Shuangchen took Ye Ling to visit the grave. Xie Huan was not in Beijing, so he asked Xie Shuangchen to go instead.If it was the time when the brothers and sisters were together, someone would have nagged Xie Huan, and it wasn't the Premier of the State Council, so why are there so many things going on?The old man is just such a girl, who was not filial in life and did not come to the grave after death.

But Xie Shuangchen didn't care about these things, he felt that these behind-the-scenes events were actually false, and going to the grave eight hundred times a day would not be as good as making a few more phone calls during his lifetime.This kind of ceremony is more for the living to entrust their own memories and seek some spiritual comfort.

"Master, how is your old man doing there?" Xie Shuangchen arranged the flowers, squatted in front of the tombstone, and began to talk about the mountains, "Although I know you are an old party member and a proletarian fighter, I don't believe you. What is the karmic reincarnation after death. Our father and I used to love to talk poorly to each other, but now it’s all right, you can’t talk back, just listen to me alone. How about I give you a good mouth?”

He began to recite "Eight Fan Screens" in his mouth, and he came out after a short period of time. His voice was not loud, as if he was whispering to someone, and his articulate words were fluent.What you learn when you are young, you will never forget it in your life, and you will never make mistakes in your life.

"Later, Han Long from Hubei came in with his sister Han Sumei. The Taizu was drunk in the Peach Blossom Palace. He killed his third younger brother with wine, sobered up and dismissed Mr. Miao. After Guangyi left, the Taizu regretted it and said: It's a pity that my husband, he is a sacrilege. One of the people who sell divinations beside the golden bridge is also one of the people in the Jianghu." Xie Shuangchen said to the end in one breath, but did not ask the last question, but said to Xie Fangbi's photo, "Master, is it true that people in the Jianghu can't help themselves?" ah?"

Xie Fangbi would not answer him.

He just said to himself: "It's easy for you to leave, leaving a mess waiting for Mr. Ye and me to deal with. Oh, by the way, I have something to report to you, Mr. Ye is your apprentice now It's gone." He turned his head and pulled Ye Ling over, "Call Master."

"Master." Ye Ling responded, paused, and asked Xie Shuangchen in a low voice, "Do you kowtow?"

"No, just say hello." Xie Shuangchen smiled and said with emotion, "Master, I think you liked Mrs. Ye at the beginning, but you couldn't accept Mrs. Ye due to the pressure from those senior brothers and colleagues from the outside world. Teacher, there is no way, such an unknown person suddenly became a senior, who would be happy to change it? You see, I am being targeted now, it is not someone else, but my second senior brother. Although I did this by myself It's not particularly authentic, but if he didn't bully me so much, would I be able to do this?"

On the surface, Xie Shuangchen played [-] big boards each, but in fact all the faults were blamed on Yang Shuanglin: "You know what kind of person I am, I guess you passed the mantle to me, and there is a bit of gambling in it. I think You are quite a punk, awesome, I will try not to let you make the wrong bet. To be honest, I am not a particularly competitive person, but I can't help it. If my brothers don't give me a way to survive, I have to eat. Yongping Society It was reopened by me. At the beginning, the business was very bleak, and the senior brother was running out. If it wasn’t for Mr. Ye’s support by my side, I really don’t know what to do. I am with Mr. Ye, not only as a companion to talk about cross talk , still living together, living under the same roof, eating in the same bowl, sleeping in the same bed, occasionally doing some indescribable things..."

"Why do you say everything?" Ye Ling pinched Xie Shuangchen. It sounded normal before, but then she said something indecent.

It's really blasphemy to the gods of the ancestors.

"I'm explaining our love history to Master, so that Master can rest assured." Xie Shuangchen continued to say without any shame, regardless of Ye Ling's obstruction, "Anyway, we are together overtly and secretly, it's nothing The kind of vigor and vitality of the combination of the mountain and the edge of the sky is the kind of life that is lived well and passed through ordinary life. Although they are two men, they are no different from ordinary couples. Life is a little better now, at least the business of the Yongping Club is doing well. But it’s not comparable to the Yongping Society where celebrities gathered in my childhood memories. It’s a long-term goal, not to mention getting rich, at least enough to eat, so you can rest assured. Ah, no... It can’t be said to be completely relieved, There is something I need to mention to you. The second senior brother may be going crazy. He said that I deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors. He said that I can do anything, and I don’t care if I like men. I deceived my master and exterminated my ancestors. This is a great crime. I hate my senior brothers, but I will not betray my master or you. This is my bottom line. Regarding the second senior brother's behavior, I have to be clear Have a good fight with him. I think you definitely don't want to see the scene where brothers turn against each other, but..." Xie Shuangchen lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"But I am a person who cares about everything and strives for strength." Ye Ling said suddenly, "I don't care what kind of brother is against you. If someone dares to bully you, I will bully you back. Anyway, I am a latecomer, and I don't understand anything. Let whoever likes to gossip talk."

Xie Shuangchen raised his head to look at Ye Ling, he was still calm and calm, but there was nothing gentle and kind in his eyes.

Ye Ling was not a weak person from the beginning to the end.

Xie Shuangchen smiled, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Hey——Master, you see, you are a powerful little apprentice, and I dare not provoke you. I will turn against the second senior brother, and the sixth senior brother... we two In this life, we will definitely love each other and grow old together, won't it be evened out inside and out? Then let's make a deal!"

He gestured and pressed his finger on the tombstone: "La Gouer."

The two stayed for a while, and when they were about to leave, they saw Yang Shuanglin and others coming towards them.The ones following behind were not Li Shuangping and Zheng Shuangqi, but a few younger ones who were Yang Shuanglin's apprentices and students.

The two sides were face to face, and the relationship was neither awkward nor awkward. Xie Shuangchen folded his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Hey, second senior brother, what a coincidence. How are you doing lately? A tomb sweep brings so many people here. It looks pretty good on the surface. As the so-called spirit of happiness, I wonder if you have gotten something good? Let me guess, this thing..."

"I haven't seen you for so long, you still talk so much nonsense." Yang Shuanglin was not as aggressive towards Xie Shuangchen as on the media network, as if the person who suppressed Xie Shuangchen was not him, "What good can I do? If you don't make trouble for me, That’s the biggest blessing for me.”

"Hey brother, I have committed a serious crime, and I have to trouble you to worry about it, but then again..." Xie Shuangchen said, "I have been doing business in peace recently, what trouble can I cause you? Let me tell you , you are not young anymore, if you have anything to do, you can leave it to the younger ones to do. If you can worry less, you should worry less. It is more important to take care of your body. You can see that Master is leaving in a hurry. If you kicked your legs and passed by , That’s really a handful of sand, and everything is gone.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The people behind Yang Shuanglin couldn't help but speak out.Everyone can understand the meaning of Xie Shuangchen's words, but Yang Shuanglin can't face-to-face with Xie Shuangchen because of his face, so he can't lose his sense of proportion in front of these children, right?

He could only wave his hands and say "Thank you for your concern" lightly.

"Then you go to see Master. I have explained a lot of things to the old man just now. You go and talk to each other and see if I have half a lie." Xie Shuangchen smiled very meaningfully, "I will go with Junior Brother Shuangling Look at Fourth Senior Brother, see you later!"

As soon as his arm was bent, Ye Ling immediately pulled it up like a girl, and when she passed Yang Shuanglin, she deliberately said lightly: "Second senior brother, see you later." Look is intentional.

Xie Ye and the two walked away, making Yang Shuanglin half dead in anger.These two people obviously came here to disgust him, not only disgusting him in the name of a teacher, but also disgusting him in terms of sexual orientation.

Also absolutely.

Xie Shuangchen babbled on in front of Zhou Shuangyu's tombstone for a long time again. They came early in the morning, and it was almost noon after chatting.After all, many things have happened in the past year. Counting them in detail, one can't help feeling that life is impermanent, and the wind is always blown away by the rain.When someone takes a curtain call, someone makes an appearance.

After complaining, Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling went home after having a meal outside.Ye Ling re-read what she wrote, squatting silently waiting for time.

Friday night is always cheerful. After a week of heavy work, people can finally embrace two days of their own rest time, which is the moment when the mood is flying.

Such a good day and such a night, why don't you have some gossip for dinner?

Xie Shuangchen made dinner early and had dinner with Ye Ling. At six o'clock in the evening, Ye Ling sat in front of the computer and used Xie Shuangchen's Weibo to post an article titled "Dreams are heavy and never come to fruition. ——From chanting to silence, also talk about me and cross talk in the past few years" long Weibo.

The article succinctly described Xie Shuangchen's recent experience, explaining why he didn't come out to explain in time, and shirked it due to physical reasons.Now that my body is recovering, I finally have free time to write and talk about it.

This paragraph is true, the audience of the Yongping Society knew that Xie Shuangchen hadn't performed on stage for a long time, and when he came back he became a bald lady.

Immediately afterwards, I wrote some rumors and criticisms against him in the society. The expression in the article is very subtle, the words are also very careful, and the attitude is calm, neither humble nor overbearing.There is not only respect for the seniors as a young junior, but also the thinking and struggle of those who are at the forefront of the times.The writing is witty and humorous, with all kinds of quotations and classics, but it doesn't lose the book bag at all. Anyone with an elementary school education level can understand what this is about.

Regarding the so-called "mouth alliance" about Dai La's junior brother, in fact, no one has any evidence to prove whether it exists or not. However, this article shows the handwritten notes of Taiping lyrics written by Ye Ling for Xie's master and apprentice when they lived in Xie Fangbi's house. Among them are Xie Fangbi's revised comments.

The artistic exchanges between Xie Fangbi and Ye Ling also proved Xie Fangbi's favor for Ye Ling.

Otherwise, how could an unknown person be asked to intervene in the program creation of their master and apprentice?

Regarding the matter of deceiving the master and exterminating the ancestors, the article also lists the relics left by Xie Fangbi to Xie Shuangchen one by one, and the key point is the wooden plaque of the Yongping Society.

This signboard was a small doorplate that hung at the gate of the theater back then, and because it was of great significance to be passed down from generation to generation, Xie Shuangchen kept it intact, and the one used now is a new one.The article briefly narrates the history of Yongping Society, which further highlights Xie Fangbi's intention of passing the brand on to Xie Shuangchen—inheritance.

And what Xie Shuangchen did was indeed in accordance with Xie Fangbi's last wish, re-establishing the Yongping Club. In addition to inheriting the traditional theater cross talk mode of the old Yongping Club, combined with modern aesthetic tastes, especially under the wave of the Internet, he continued to introduce new ones to the public. More young people show the charm of traditional culture.

There are also a few photos of Yongping Club in the middle, and there are indeed many young faces in the audience.

The most exciting part has to be the ending. The length of this ending actually accounts for about half of the whole, which means rising expression.Analyze the current situation and put forward all kinds of imaginations for future development. Although it is high-level, it does not float in the air.

"Today's cultural inheritance lies in the younger generation. Children who grow up under the influence of pop idol culture are bound to pursue their favorite things with great enthusiasm. And this is not a new industry, as early as a hundred years ago in the golden age of opera , there is a saying of "holding horns". Crazy people can also abandon their homes and businesses. This is a manifestation of the needs of mass entertainment culture. The content and form will change with the times, but the spiritual core will not. What was said 100 years ago , Now talking about crazy calls, what we want to do is not to be a high-ranking artist, but to be an inheritor who is close to life-and traditional folk art has been closely related to the lives of the people since ancient times. "Tradition" is not noble "Tradition" is an excellent character believed by people living in this hot land for generations. "Tradition" is not something you can live long enough. "Tradition" is something worth preserving."

"When I was performing on the street, I used "Learning to Meow" to gather the audience to perform Baishasa calligraphy, and the effect was very good. I think that if I still used the traditional way of writing to perform it, I am afraid that no one would come. Look. It’s this age, who doesn’t know how to read? Young people are only interested in new things. Those who write have seen too many, but they have never seen a cat’s head painted with white sand. They have seen it I will use various tools to find out what it is, and then remember, oh, it turns out that it is called Baishasa, and some people stay here to use it as a source of discussion in the future. Some people will also search for what is called Baishasa. , how did it come about, why did it do this... Isn't this equivalent to the spread of traditional knowledge among young people? They like to go to romantic Turkey, go to Tokyo and Paris together, but once you let them know that the old man is leisurely It's also fun to go west of the city, and they're willing to ride donkeys."

"Cross talk is the easiest way, because it is the art of laughter. On a superficial level, it makes people laugh and make people happy. It takes less than ten years to laugh. It is human instinct to pursue happiness. In a deep level, it It is an expression of humor. It can criticize and satirize social phenomena, and it can also express the warmth of the world. It has a vulgar skin, crawling and rolling in the mud, full of fireworks, not high-end, but it cannot cover up its essence. "

"The key lies in the method and method. All cultures are passed down. If you like to sing "Youth Cultivation Handbook" on the allegro, then you can sing it on the allegro. So sitting together, the so-called "grandstanding" and "chasing popularity" are actually the methods and methods of the Internet age. I can't judge whether this is good or bad. Everything can only be judged by the current audience and future time Tested."

"I will always stand with the audience I love. I am willing to dedicate what I have learned all my life for the audience, and do my best to be a less 'duty' inheritor."

There was no movement within half an hour after the Weibo was posted, only Xie Shuangchen's fans were moved to tears there, until around seven o'clock, Yao Sheng retweeted it.

"I deeply agree." Yao Sheng's four words are very light, but the feelings are very heavy.

Feng Feiluan looked at Yao Sheng while he was resting, lowered his head and held his mobile phone in thought, with a solemn expression, and asked with concern: "Why are you looking so serious?"

"Xie Shuangchen is a little bastard." Yao Sheng laughed, "He posted a Weibo to sell it badly. The level of writing and narrative skills is definitely beyond the level of his illiterate. It must be written by Teacher Ye."

"What did you write? Let me see." Feng Feiluan took Yao Sheng's phone.

Yao Sheng said: "Ms. Ye is really good, the ability to forbear and secretly bitch is really in place."

Feng Feiluan reads very fast, and finished it after a few swipes, and said: "I have read the book, the logic is very complete, and the narration is very clear. After reading it, they really want to do something. a feeling of."

"Hey, I got a little passionate after seeing the end." Yao Sheng said, "I have to do something."

Feng Feiluan asked: "What?"

"Actually, it's nothing. Apart from being rich, I have nothing else." Yao Sheng replied with a smile.

Feng Feiluan smiled knowingly: "However, having money can make ghosts turn the clock."

In fact, it doesn't cost money, just a repost of Yao Sheng's account is enough to attract more people's attention to this matter.And Yang Shuanglin's targeting of Xie Shuangchen had long been on the table, but Xie Shuangchen finally stood up and confronted him.

The public opinion forwarded is actually very easy to control. As long as the first person puts forward a clear direction of standing in line, the latter will follow one by one.

This is not the case with comments, comments can say whatever they want.

So there was a situation where the comments were forwarded to the two worlds. The forwarding was all in support of Xie Shuangchen, and the comments were all kinds of cursing, sarcasm, yin and yang.

"Does this group of people have no sex life at night?" Xie Shuangchen read the comments on his mobile phone, criticizing each one, "There are all kinds of monsters and ghosts."

Ye Ling was watching on the computer, he was very calm, looking for his target from hundreds of comments.

Someone said: "Does any pheasant come from anywhere dare to be reasonable now?"

Ye Ling replied with Xie Shuangchen's account number and forwarded it: "Thank you for performing what is called self-questioning and self-answering."

Someone said: "Do you think that real artists don't use the Internet? You are the only one with a long mouth? You are negating other people's efforts!"

Ye Ling forwarded: "I don't deny anyone, I just want to deny the logic of your speech this time."

Someone said: "Essentially selling rotten hype to attract young fans? Stinky!"

Ye Ling forwarded: "Your Weibo shows that you are only 20 years old, and the prefrontal cortex of the brain is developing before the age of 25. It involves relatively complex cognitive functions and belongs to advanced human emotions. I express tolerance and understanding for your comments. Because you really don't have a 'brain' yet."

Someone said: "Do you really think that old gentlemen have no fans? Do you really think that no one will come out and tear you down?"

Ye Ling reposted: "Then I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth."

Someone said: "May I ask how you respond to the fact that your work is indeed not very artistic, and there is suspicion of grandstanding to cater to the vulgar taste of the audience?"

Ye Ling forwarded: "#On the importance of improving the reading level of contemporary primary and middle school students#."

Someone said: "Hehe, it's none of your business. What we like is the traditional art of cross talk. You are really good at killing people with this stick. What achievements do you have? I studied Chinese classical culture since I was a child, and I hate the so-called popular culture today. , It’s because you have brought the current child down, why are you just making irresponsible remarks?”

Ye Ling reposted: "However, the word 'actual performance' betrayed you."

someone said……

Ye Ling forwarded the comments one by one without changing his face and heartbeat, fighting with each other, one hit a hundred and still be rich.He is very polite, he doesn't swear or curse, and he even puts a period at the end of every sentence.The essence is this full stop, which highlights that he seems to be a killer of Mo's feelings.

Simply cruel, simply merciless.

Xie Shuangchen didn't even need to intervene, just watched on the side with his mobile phone, all kinds of compliments were amazing.The retweets of the original Weibo increased gradually, many of them came to watch because Ye Ling's reply hit the nail on the head.There were all kinds of "hahahaha" in the comments. At first, I was full of sense of justice and wanted to help the original blog, but it turned out that the original blog didn't need them.

When the horn of aggressive attack sounded, just don't tell them to back off.

Even Xie Shuangchen's fans tremblingly expressed that they hope that the righteous behavior will not be promoted to fans. Fans are very weak, pitiful and helpless. Fans don't know anything!

"Ms. Ye, I think you have great potential to be a keyboard warrior." Xie Shuangchen leaned over and said, "It's true that a cultural person scolding the street is not called scolding."

Ye Ling took time out of her busy schedule to ask him, "What's that called?"

Xie Shuangchen said: "It's called 'reasonable'."

Ye Ling smiled, noncommittal.

He didn't plan to spend too much time on this matter. He beat the elementary school students until about nine o'clock. He felt that the things at this stage were almost distributed, and today's wave should be over.

Cursing on the street seems like a lively conversation, but analyzing the logical loopholes inside and fighting back is actually very energy-consuming. Ye Ling showed a tired look after leaving the computer.

"What happened?" Xie Shuangchen asked.

"Sleepy." Ye Ling said, "I want to sleep."

"Aren't you very tired?" Xie Shuangchen kissed Ye Ling's forehead and said in a low voice, "It's been hard work."

Ye Ling shook her head.

"I can't help you at all." Xie Shuangchen said, "Your article is very well written, it's what I want to say, but I'm illiterate, I can only write in plain language. I... well, sometimes I I really don't think I'm good enough for you."

"We are just good at different fields." Ye Ling pulled Xie Shuangchen, "Come on, take a bath with me." He is not a person who likes to have some fun in this area, such a sentence is just to distract Xie Shuangchen's attention force.

"Let's go." Sure enough, Xie Shuangchen regained his energy, "Go serve Jiaoer!"