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"...Master, your old man judges, is what Zhou Chenyu is doing human affairs?"

As soon as Guan Chenfeng entered the gate of Zhou's house, he heard Wei Chenxuan's voice from inside.

He had a bad heart, and hurried into the living room, only to see Zhou Yinchun still leaning on the reclining chair, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

Wei Chenxuan was talking about something emotionally, while Wei Maolin and Zhou Maoqin were standing at one side, their eyes downcast, their expressions very complicated.

Seeing Guan Chenfeng approaching, Zhou Yinchun raised his eyes to look at him, and then asked: "Just so, your elder brother Wei said that Zhou Chenyu was going to stop acting, is there such a thing?"

Guan Chenfeng was stunned: "Stop acting?"

Wei Chenxuan glanced at Guan Chenfeng, and said with a sneer: "Stop pretending to be stupid, you Xia Yuan'er have always advanced and retreated together, you have not been less involved in this matter, have you?"

Guan Chenfeng glanced at him, then at Zhou Maoqin who was beside him: "Master, what... is this?"

Zhou Maoqin said: "It is said that Zhou Chenyu told fans not to buy tickets, he wants to stop the show."

Guan Chenfeng immediately turned his head to look at Wei Chenxuan: "We've always been talking about boycotting scalpers, so where did the idea of ​​stopping the show come from?"

Wei Chenxuan snorted: "Anyway, more than half of the unboxed tickets are still unsold, and your audience in Xia Yuan'er said they were dead and refused to buy tickets."

Guan Chenfeng was in a hurry: "Then you let the scalpers release the tickets? If you hadn't released all the tickets to the scalpers in advance..."

Before Guan Chenfeng could finish speaking, Wei Chenxuan interrupted him abruptly: "You are so bloody and spitting, you are confusing the public! Originally, everything in the performance was as usual, everything from the venue to the billing of tickets was well arranged, Zhou Chenyu insisted on intervening inexplicably." What kind of cooperation are you doing with Huanyu Satellite TV? Did they ask Liao Fengxuan for their opinions when they engaged in such nonsense?"

Zhou Chenyu is Zhou Maoqin's disciple. If Zhou Maoqin was eager to defend him, he would have seemed too defensive. Now that he finally had the opportunity to clarify the facts, he said: "They did ask, and the reply I gave at the time was that the two gardens Decide for yourself."

"You decide on your own?" Wei Chenxuan sneered, "Then why is Dong Yuan'er empty in the end?"

As he said that, he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Maoqin: "Besides, Uncle Zhou, the matter of Liao Fengxuan should be decided by the master anyway, right? Yes, everyone knows that you are the young class leader of Liao Fengxuan, but the master still doesn't care. Here, you are a little too impatient right now..."

Wei Maolin finally interrupted him: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wei Chenxuan looked at his father, then at Zhou Maoqin, did not speak again, but still had that mocking expression on his face.

I heard Wei Maolin say to Zhou Maoqin: "But let me tell you, what Zhou Chenyu did is really unethical. Who doesn't know that you dote on him the most, so you hand over Xia Yuaner to him to manage, but he completely treats Xia Yuaner like this." It's a bit too domineering to take it as your own attitude? Those who don't know think that he is going to leave the teacher's school and set up his own school."

Their traditional quyi family is most afraid of being labeled as "deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors". When Zhou Maoqin heard this, he couldn't help frowning: "Brother, this is an exaggeration, their children love to toss , I just gave them the garden, how did I become a self-reliant family?"

Wei Maolin smiled: "Brother, you are just too soft-hearted, and you have never been willing to discipline your children well. They love to make troubles, so you just let them make troubles? Let me tell you, those who criticize them on the Internet are not unreasonable, flaunting yourself He's a cross talk actor, but he's either making movies or appearing in variety shows all day long, isn't that called forgetting his roots?"

After hearing this, Guan Chenfeng argued: "But my senior brother and the others are on variety shows. In the final analysis, isn't it to let everyone know about these traditional folk arts, let everyone know about our Liaofengxuan? If it weren't for his variety show, there would be no such show now." So many young people come..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Maolin suddenly lowered his face: "I'm talking to your master right now, you don't have the right to interrupt."

Guan Chenfeng was stunned by him, and he didn't dare to make another sound. He lowered his head angrily, and bit his lips tightly.

Zhou Maoqin's complexion also darkened, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm tone: "Guan Chenfeng is right. Isn't it really effective for them to engage in these so-called 'moths'? Seeing their Xia Qingyuan's business It's booming."

Wei Maolin sneered: "Xia Qingyuan, Xia Qingyuan, it's Xia Qingyuan when you open your mouth and shut your mouth. I think the people inside and outside are the same now. They only know that there is Xia Qingyuan, but they don't know that there is Liaofengxuan."

Zhou Yinchun, who hadn't said a word for a long time, raised his eyes to look at them, the expression on his face remained calm: "What's the matter, the heating in the room is too hot, everyone will be roasted?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, everyone was silent for a while, and then he continued to speak slowly: "Didn't you talk about opening the box this time, what are you talking about all this nonsense?"

Only then did Wei Chenxuan say: "Master, let's talk about opening the box. If Zhou Chenyu refuses to give in this time, we won't be able to open this box."

Zhou Yinchun raised his eyes and glanced at him, and asked, "How do you want him to give in? Let all the seats buy tickets worth tens of thousands of dollars?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was shocked.

What everyone didn't expect was that the old man, who seemed to never ask about government affairs, actually knew all about the little Jiujiu inside.

Then I heard the old man sigh: "When people get old, they just want to live in peace. There are less messy things, as long as they can be less. But you young people, one by one, just don't want to give me peace. .”

Wei Chenxuan's face had turned pale, but he still struggled and said: "Master, master, we also seek such a safe life, but some people, he just refuses to let us live in peace."

Zhou Yinchun glanced at him: "Since you can't even keep this little An Sheng, it's better to give it to someone who can keep it."

The old man's words were light and light, but like a gust of chilly wind, it blew on Wei Chenxuan's face, hitting his face so painfully.

He murmured: "Master, what do you mean by that, you're going to do this about Zhou Chenyu? Our tickets won't be sold anymore? Then we can't open the box?"

Guan Chenfeng glanced at him, and said bluntly: "What do you mean it's not for sale? Hurry up and spit out all the scalper tickets, and we can open the box."

The room fell into an eerie silence for an instant, and even the air seemed to be still.

Zhou Yinchun said quietly: "We opera artists, no matter what time we have to remember, Zo'er is always the first. In the past, we were opera singers and low class, and Zo'er was our food and clothing parents. Today's life is better, our status has improved, but earning money also requires morality, relying on the seat to make this ill-gotten wealth, this is called forgetting the original."

The old man paused, and then said earnestly: "Liao Fengxuan has been ups and downs for decades, and when a family is together, it is inevitable that there will be stumbling. But in the end, we are still a family. No matter who gets better, then It's all for our Liao Fengxuan's good. It's not worth fighting with my family for the sake of a little profit in front of me."

"A family?" Wei Chenxuan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly raised his head, "But who is the family? Who is Liaofengxuan's young leader? Zhou Maoqin. Who is the most popular Xia Qingyuan now? Zhou Chenyu. After all, Liaofengxuan Fengxuan is still surnamed Zhou..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Maolin's eyes widened in astonishment, he turned around abruptly, raised his hand and slapped Wei Chenxuan: "You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about!"

He put a lot of effort into this slap, and it was caught off guard again, instantly slapping Wei Chenxuan's head, and a bright red slap immediately appeared on his face.

Wei Chenxuan covered his face, but as if he didn't feel any pain, he turned his head slowly, his eyes had already turned red, and said to Zhou Yinchun without hesitation: "You can't be ungrateful for profit, of course you are standing up and talking No back pain, but what about us?"

As he said, Wei Chenxuan patted himself on the chest: "It's also about cross talk. Why can He Chenfeng make so many movies, and Zhou Chenyu can appear in variety shows? They all come from tens of millions. We even Can’t you sell even a scalper ticket?”

Zhou Yinchun glanced at him, and said angrily: "Depend on your ability! If you have that ability, you can also earn that money!"

"Based on ability? So there is an argument based on ability in Liaofengxuan?" Wei Chenxuan sneered, "After holding back for so many years, I can finally say something. Master, don't blame our Dongyuan for having a lot of resentment. Ask yourself, have you been fair to us from beginning to end?"

"Which of your disciples and grandchildren have you looked at seriously? He is the only one, Zhou Chenyu, who has been learning opera by your side since he was a child. Who else has this kind of treatment? Later, he doesn't want to learn anymore, so you can let him go." Let him go without any punishment."

As he said that, he glanced at Zhou Maoqin, and then at Guan Chenfeng who was beside him: "The words given by each generation are limited. The little bastard who refuses to ask for it, the disciples of our generation seem to be gathered together, the word 'Chen' is like no money, any cat or dog can be given!"

Wei Chenxuan sneered, and looked at Zhou Yinchun again: "In the final analysis, we are nothing more than cats and dogs in your eyes, but he, Zhou Chenyu, is your serious successor of Gandan, and only Xia Qingyuan is Fuxing Liao The mainstay of Fengxuan Quyi!"

Zhou Yinchun suddenly stood up from the reclining chair, pointed to Wei Chenxuan and said, "Our Liaofengxuan's folk art is for inheritance, not for you to chase fame and fortune..."

He is already seventy years old, standing up suddenly at this moment, it is inevitable that he is a little unstable, Guan Chenfeng hurriedly rushed up to support him, and shouted at Wei Chenxuan: "Shut up!"

However, Wei Chenxuan seemed to have lost control, completely ignoring the movements over there.

He broke Wei Maolin's hand and said to his father, "I've been pretending to be a grandson for decades, are you tired? I've watched all the places in the Spring Festival Gala for so many years being filled. The little brat rides on your head to pee, do you dare to say those cursing words at home in front of the old man?"

Wei Maolin's face was already livid with anger, he grabbed Wei Chenxuan by the collar and was about to pull him out the door.

However, Wei Chenxuan is still a young man no matter what, and now he is determined not to accept discipline, and Wei Maolin, a middle-aged man, can't hold him back at all.

I heard Wei Chenxuan say to Zhou Yinchun: "Master, I know that what I said today is deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors. You will drive me out of the sect tomorrow. But I am not afraid, I still want to say, you are always going to kill me." It’s a joke to hear what our own family says! The old saying is true, a bitch is ruthless, and an actor is ruthless! They are all low-level people, so don’t set up a memorial archway for yourself ..."

Feeling that the master beside him began to tremble slightly, Guan Chenfeng interrupted him angrily: "You are the ruthless motherfucker! Stop spoiling us with yourself! You..."

He was half-spoken, and suddenly fell silent.

I saw that Zhou Yinchun was shaking more and more violently. In the next second, his eyes suddenly rolled, and he fell down in a daze.