Rebirth: I Want to Surf

Wow!

A bubble of urine poured down the toilet.

Slightly yellow, the water column is coherent and strong, showing that the owner has strong prostate and kidney functions.

It's so nice not to tick!

Yao Yuan shivered and yawned, the tiredness of getting up early in winter was lingering, he turned on the tap, swiped cold water, wiped his face a few times, shivered all over, and woke up a lot.

I don't like to cook, so I boiled a pot of water, found a bowl, cracked an egg in it, stirred it well and washed it away, then added half a teaspoon of sugar, a few drops of sesame oil, and drank it when it was cold.

This is called egg water.

Supplementing nutrition, clearing heat and removing fire, it is best to add honey, and it can be dealt with without sugar.

I tidied it up very carefully, put on my shoes and went out, and walked on the road, looking back at this 20-storey Jinhuyuan apartment, which is a second-hand house with more than 10 million units in later generations.

Yao Yuan is going to go out today, to visit Daxing, to attend Lao Guo's invitation.

What is the teacher's banquet.

Counting the years, Yue Yunpeng is still early and Zhang Yunlei is still young, so they almost know it by heart.

Daxing is in the south of Sijiu City, a serious suburb. It was called Ji in ancient times.

It was a long journey all the way, and the districts and counties around the capital are all dilapidated these days, no better than Tong County.

Just as Yao Yuan got out of the car here, a thin man with eyes that were about to pop out of his sockets came over and asked cautiously, Are you Mr. Yao?

you are?

My name is Li Jing. I'm from the cross talk conference. It's my first time here. I'm afraid you don't know me. I'll wait for you here.

Oh, hello hello...

Yao Yuan shook hands, hehe, I've been looking at you for a long time.

He was about to leave after saying hello, and he asked, Don't you need to pick up others?

No need, everyone knows it.

Oh, I'm the only outsider who dares to love you, right?

Look at what you said, if I didn't say that allegro would not be able to pick up, you are the most honored guest today, and we would like to take this opportunity to thank you.

Li Jing laughed, looking like an alien.

He was one of the first batch of veterans, and later he broke up with Lao Guo and left Deyun Society.

It seems to have disappeared, but in fact, he is doing well. He is the vice chairman of the Beijing Quyi Artists Association. He has filming and shows, which is much better than the other self-supporting ones.

After trekking through mountains and rivers again, Yao Yuan felt that he was going to enter the village, and finally found a dilapidated courtyard. Gray brick walls, tile-roofed houses, and rusty iron gates, a dozen or so people are bustling inside.

He took a look, and besides Lao Guo and Yu Qian, Zhang Wenshun, Fan Zhenyu, Xu Deliang, He Yunwei and others could be recognized.

Of course, Xu Deliang is still called Xu Liang, and He Yunwei is still called He Wei.

Yo, Mr. Yao is here!

The old men didn't need to move, Guo Degang had to greet him personally, and cupped his hands as he greeted him: Your Majesty, come and shine!

You're welcome, I'm just joining in the fun.

Please, please, please.

Guo Degang's future wife Wang Hui is also there, and Yu Qian's daughter-in-law Bai Huiming is also there. Oh, this daughter-in-law is so beautiful, she has filmed before.

Yao Yuan went around in circles, getting to know each of them one by one, they were all in the circle or family members, and he was really the only outsider. And he looked at today's protagonist, a young man with the air of a hooligan.

It really is you, Cao (Yun) Jin!

To be honest, Yao Yuan didn't like Lao Guo's apprentices, not even one of them.

But he likes to watch the excitement.

When all the people arrived, it was time. A group of people entered the house, squeezed and squeezed to make room.

The traditional ceremony of appreciating a teacher requires a very complicated process, such as worshiping the ancestors and masters, kowtow to offer tea, gifts from apprentices, words from the master, and so on.

Now there are no conditions, it's simplified, Cao Yunjin kowtows, toasts a cup of tea and it's over. Later, in 2006, together with He Yunwei and others, there was a serious apprenticeship ceremony.

Master!

Hey, good!

Lao Guo looked at the dazed Cao Yunjin and became emotional for a moment. Wang Hui stabbed him so he didn't lose his composure in public.

Because of poverty!

At the most difficult time, Lao Guo sold the bp machine to exchange for steamed buns, and Wang Hui also sold the Xiali car to support expenses. Until 2004, Deyun Club was very poor.

Thanks to all the senior guests and friends for your kindness, the humble house is simple, and a little wine is prepared, let's eat!

He yelled and started to eat.

Yao Yuan came to watch the excitement, and he had expectations, but he also felt that it was too shabby. There is no gas, there is a stove, the place is small, and there are not enough tables. The younger ones eat standing in the outer room, while the older ones sit in the inner room.

The food was really good, but Lao Guo gritted his teeth and spent the money, and he was still embarrassed: I'm laughing, I'm laughing!

Anyone who can come today will not laugh at you, hurry up and eat. Yu Qian said.

I didn't tell you again, I was mainly afraid that Mr. Yao would not be used to it.

No, very good very good!

Yao Yuan couldn't go hungry anywhere, so he got up and scooped up a bowl of vegetarian stewed soup, and said, This soup is pretty good, who made it?

I did it, for the first time today.

Bai Huiming smiled lightly, the 23-year-old daughter-in-law is very charming.

Yeah, it's delicious, Teacher Yu, you are my friend!

Um?

Teacher Yu scratched his head, feeling something was wrong.

But in any circle, there are dirty things in it, and the folk art world is not clean.

While eating and teasing, Old Guo asked casually, Mr. Yao, what do you think of those boys outside?

They're all good, all of them have a bone in the back of their heads.

Ga!

Lao Guo choked, how can I answer this?

Just kidding...

Yao Yuan laughed aloud, and asked, How is your side recently? Has the audience increased?

Seeing the rise, there used to be as few as one and as many as seven or eight. Now there are at least seven people in each game. The most important thing is that it is stable. It seems that the audience loves to listen.

Audiences have always loved to listen to cross talk, but now the cross talk on TV is not good, so the audience is not interested.

That's true.

Everyone wears a suit and tie and can't speak coherently. Does that sound good?

Don't talk about Guankou, you won't even shake your burden!

Attracted a piece of echo.

Yao Yuan simply put down his chopsticks, and said with a smile, I have a question. You are all experts, have the skills, and have been immersed in cross talk for many years, but do you have any research on the development history of cross talk?

Development History?

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, but you can't catch your train of thought.

We all know the issue of cross talk, the censorship is strict, many people are not allowed to talk about it on TV, there are no good creators after Liang Zuo's death, and there are more and more entertainment activities... In short, cross talk is at the end, and I don't know what the future is. where.

But still what I said last time, when you can’t find the direction, go back to the original point and have a look.

Yao Yuan looked at the people at the table, and said, It just happened to catch up today. There are three generations of old, middle-aged and young people. Let's start from the beginning. How should cross talk be done?

(Thanks to Hei Yemeng, no more...)