Actor: Thank you.

After watching Teacher Zhao’s crying scene, Zhang Yuan went to the hotel with the crew who were finishing work.

The main filming locations of this film are Dongchuan and Qiubei in Kunming, Yunnan.

In addition, the filming locations for the beginning and the end were Ningyuan, Hunan and Chongqing.

With so many locations to shoot, it’s no wonder the cost of the film is so high.

Even though the budget increased to 4500 million, the actors' accommodation was still very ordinary.

"It won't be a shame for an actor like you who has earned 10 billion box office?" Zhao Benshan teased him after arriving at the hotel.

"If a superstar recognized by your 13 billion viewers can live here, why can't I?"

Seeing them talking like this, Xia Yu, who lived next door to Zhang Yuan, scratched his head.

A billion box office actor.

One is a superstar recognized by 13 billion viewers.

what about me?
Seeing that he was dazed, Yuan Quan pushed him into the house.

After greeting Teacher Zhao, Zhang Yuan also entered the room.

I took a shower, brushed my teeth, took out the script and started reading it in bed.

Although it is just a guest appearance, he still has to be on camera and cannot be perfunctory, otherwise he will damage his reputation.

I felt sleepy after watching for a while, so I decided to go to bed.

But just as he lay down, he heard noise from next door.

dong dong dong...

Crunch, crunch, crunch...

There is a reason why this hotel is cheap.

Not to mention the skin care products, the toiletries are of low quality and the water for bathing is also a bit small.

The sound insulation of the walls in this room is not very good.

Luxury hotels attach great importance to privacy. After all, those rich people's bad deeds cannot be leaked.

It doesn’t work here. It’s separated, but not completely.

I can’t say that I heard it clearly, but it was as if it were happening right before my eyes.

"Oh, Teacher Xia Yu is in good health." Zhang Yuan muttered while lying on his back.

He also saw the couple enter the next room just now.

"It's intense enough."

He also commented.

The bed frame was shaking and the bed boards were bumping against each other, and he was very angry.

"Okay, anyway, Teacher Yuan Quan is a woman made of water, so she should be able to put out Teacher Xia's anger."

They were all adults, so Zhang Yuan didn't take it seriously and just treated it as white noise before going to bed.

But as I fell asleep, I felt something was wrong.

“That’s quite a level!”

After a long time, he picked up his phone and saw that it had been over an hour before he rested.

He put down his phone, thinking that it would be good to take a break so that he could rest as well.

But just as I was falling asleep, the noise from next door started again.

"This isn't over yet..." he complained.

Meanwhile, next door.

Teacher Yuan Quan hammered his arm, which felt sore and swollen.

The rocking bed is tired.

"Stop making such trouble. You're disturbing other people's rest." Teacher Xia Yu complained.

"Tsk, you're not interested in me anymore, so can't I entertain myself?" Teacher Yuan rolled his eyes.

"Why are you not interested? Aren't we doing fine?"

"Just perfunctorily." Yuan Quan glanced at her boyfriend: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Their current situation is somewhat like the seven-year itch, although it hasn't been seven years yet.

It's that kind of emotional crossroads.

A little tired.

This year, Xia Yu was also photographed behaving intimately with several female stars.

Teacher Yuan Quan came here this time to keep an eye on us.

I'll come and keep him company and see if there's any improvement in their situation.

He just happened to bump into Zhang Yuan who was also from the crew.

I saw Zhang Yuan’s look of distancing himself from the relationship at the dinner table just now.

In addition, Teacher Xia Yu was in a period of burnout and was careless in the physical contact.

It’s not that he’s in poor health. Teacher Xia loves sports and is in good health.

It’s just like a married couple who have been together for many years, and there is a bit of formality in paying their dues.

Yuan Quan was already unhappy.

Especially since she didn't have the chance to reject Zhang Yuan and was rejected by him instead.

Seeing her man start complaining about being tired, having a sore back, leg cramps, stomachache and a bunch of other excuses after just a few minutes made her even more angry.

I don't know where this woman got the anger and pride from. She felt that if she was rejected by the boy next door, it would be shameful for her to live a bad life.

He deliberately shook the bed frame.

It can also be considered as earning some face for Teacher Xia Yu.

"Okay, even if you want to pretend, it won't take that long."

"How can anyone stay up all night?" Teacher Xia pulled the quilt and said, "If you don't sleep, I will."

Yuan Quan sneered and said, "You seem to be unworldly when you say that."

With your attitude, we might as well break up right away.

I'll spend the night next door...

Thinking of this, Teacher Yuan felt hot. He lay down, grabbed the quilt, and kicked Xia Yu in the back.

"what!"

Zhang Yuan from next door.

"grass!"

"This is too intense. Teacher Yuan is great."

Zhang Yuan recalled the past...

The next morning, Xia Yu came out of the room, holding his waist, and saw Zhang Yuan.

"Brother Yu, take care of yourself." Zhang Yuan patted his shoulder.

"You...forget it."

When we arrived at the set, the director was leading the sound team to record yesterday's crying scene.

Because the ambient noise in that scene was noisy, the protagonist Zhao Benshan's crying and speaking had to be recorded separately and then edited into the audio track later.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Teacher Zhao cried and wailed just like he did yesterday.

He had just finished recording once when his assistant hurried over with his cell phone.

"Why are you in such a hurry? What's the matter?" Uncle Benshan was still muttering.

After answering the phone, his expression changed.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Brother Qian."

"Come and have dinner with me. I'm outside."

"I'm not looking for you to have dinner." Yu Qian's tone was completely different from usual, with a hint of seriousness.

"what happened?"

Hearing his deep voice, Zhang Yuan stopped smiling.

"Mr. Maji is gone!"

"what!"

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuan put down his phone after receiving the news of the death.

He met eyes with Zhao Benshan, who also put down his phone.

Teacher Zhao said with a stern face: "I really burst into tears."

The next night, the two went to the airport and returned to the capital.

The other actors saw it and said something.

"Oh, that's incredible."

"He is the only one who can go with Teacher Zhao."

"Funeral is not a good thing."

"Tsk, you don't understand. Ordinary people are not qualified to go."

On the morning of the actual day, they both set out for Babaoshan.

Although they are from the same crew, they are not master and disciple, nor are they from the same school, so it is not appropriate for them to appear together.

Yuan Kuocheng and Liu Tianli were elders, so they did not go.

But the younger generations of both families also sent wreaths.

Zhang Yuan changed into a black suit.

He has worn this black suit several times, from Fu Biao's funeral, to Mr. Guan's funeral, and now.

They have all become special mourning clothes.

The whole set is black from inside to outside, even the cotton socks are black.

Within a few months, both of the top masters in the world of folk art were gone.

It makes people sigh.

Unlike last time, this time it was Mr. Yuan who led him.

This time, he went on behalf of the next generation of the Hou family.

Hou Yuewen is on a European tour with the group and is currently in Spain, so he can't make it back.

The eldest son of the Hou family, Mr. Hou Yaozhong, does not participate much in the crosstalk world, so this time the representative of the Hou family became the second uncle Hou Yaohua.

There had been conflicts between the Hou family and Ma Ji for a long time.

But as the older generation passed away and the younger generation grew older, people became more tempered and nostalgic, so they reconciled to a certain extent.

In addition to appearing as a member of the Hou family, the crew of "Little Fish and Flowerless" had such a big incident at that time.

Mr. Ma Ji also attended the meeting of the Chinese Folk Music Association.

People have spoken for me, a junior, so I must come at this time.

He didn't even bring an assistant, so don't act so arrogant at this time.

Came to the auditorium alone.

"Hey, you're here."

After greeting the second master of the Hou family, he ran to Mr. Ma Ji's children.

Teacher Feng Gong saw him and greeted him with red eyes.

They had met before at Mr. Guan’s funeral.

"Come, come, let me introduce you to our family, Mr. Ma's son, Ma Dong."

"Hello, nice to meet you. My condolences."

"Hey, thank you very much. I've heard of your name for a long time and this is the first time I see you. Thank you for coming."

Ma Dong is still working at CCTV now.

This person is indeed capable and powerful.

For international students in the 90s, that was a rare thing.

However, he was able to join CCTV, and in the same year he not only worked as a host, but also served as the producer of the program "Challenge Host".

This one-step, rocket-like rise would certainly not have been possible without the face and connections of his father, Mr. Ma, and so many uncles.

After all, Ma Ji can be regarded as the last crosstalk master in China, which is quite significant.

"Aren't you cold wearing so little?" Ma Dong had heard that there was a celebrity in the industry, so he was quite warm when he saw her for the first time: "Put on a down jacket."

"It's OK. It's not too cold inside. You'd better dress neatly and show respect to Mr. Ma."

"Yeah." Ma Dong nodded in reply.

Soon after, Zhao Benshan also arrived.

Teacher Zhao and Mr. Ma Ji did not have much interaction.

But speaking of origins, he was brought into the Spring Festival Gala by Jiang Kun.

And Jiang Kun was Ma Ji's apprentice, so Teacher Zhao also had to come to pay tribute.

Seeing that the people chatting were all from the crosstalk industry, and most of them were middle-aged, Zhang Yuan didn't have much in common with them.

He stepped aside and stood quietly, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

"Someone is coming!"

"Such a big scene?"

"Oh, that's quite impressive."

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the auditorium, as if some important person had arrived.

Zhang Yuan also stretched his neck to look, but did not go forward to join in the fun.

You can't be too ostentatious in such occasions, otherwise people will easily gossip about you.

But when he saw who was coming, Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth.

The ones who came were none other than the people from Deyuan Society!

He had contacted Teacher Guo before and knew he would come.

But Zhang Yuan still decided to come by himself as he would have more free time.

"I should have come together... No, luckily I came alone."

After seeing their condition, Zhang Yuan thought about it over and over again.

how to say.

Too high-profile!

After a bus parked properly, Mr. Guo and his wife took the lead, followed by Brother Qian and his wife, and behind them were more than a dozen apprentices, agents, and assistants.

Even the sisters in charge of announcing the show in the troupe came.

There were dozens of people present.

Not only are there a lot of people, but that’s just fine.

Brother Qian and Sister Qian were better off, both of them were wearing black short down jackets.

But Guo Degang and Wang Hui are different.

These two are both wearing mink!

It is black and shiny, and you can tell it is good fur at first glance.

These two are already fat, and after wearing mink fur, they look even more like nouveau riche.

After the people from Deyuan Society entered the door, the crowd that had gathered around them immediately made way for them.

He led a large group to his home and, like Zhang Yuan just now, greeted Ma Dong and his mother.

Master Ma still uses the same excuse.

After the chat, we were allowed to go to the lounge next door.

Teacher Guo and his wife went to rest, while the apprentices stood guard outside the door obediently.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s some gang boss coming, leading a bunch of younger brothers.

"Brother Qian." Zhang Yuan greeted in a low voice.

Yu Qian, who was planning to go into the lounge together, saw Zhang Yuan calling him and walked over to him.

"Why... is there such a big commotion?"

"Hey, show some respect."

"I saw Teacher Guo's expression when he came into the room. Something seemed amiss."

Funerals are supposed to be serious, but Guo Degang's expression just now was more than just serious.

After greeting his family, he went straight to the lounge without talking to anyone else.

Zhang Yuan looked at him and always felt that this person seemed to have a temper.

Combined with such a high-profile appearance and this "luxurious" dress...

"I don't know about that. I go home to play with my children as soon as I get off work recently, so I don't know much about what's going on." Brother Qian replied vaguely.

“But I also discovered it.”

"Old Guo is a little excited."

"Okay, don't worry about it. I'll ask when I have the chance."

"Hey, you take care of me." Brother Qian walked away happily.

Zhang Yuan saw that Yu Qian was not completely unaware of the matter, but he obviously did not want to get involved.

If there is a problem in the group, Brother Qian always sides with him.

This time is different from the past, and Teacher Guo is in an abnormal state.

It left him a little confused.

"Brother Qian won't harm me."

"If it's something that's detrimental to my interests, he won't hide it."

"That's something else."

Zhang Yuan thought about the details of what happened just now, but couldn't figure it out for a while.

Not far away, when he was talking to Brother Qian, someone was also watching them.

They are the close descendants of Mr. Ma Ji, including the master Ma Dong and Feng Gong.

"We are both from the Hou family, and we are brothers. We worshipped the same master."

"You are really going in the opposite direction." said Teacher Feng Gong.

The others also nodded.

Zhang Yuan, who is a big star outside, was not only respectful when he came here, but also dressed simply and properly. He came alone and was very low-key.

On the contrary, Guo Degang walked with a figure-eight step, dressed in luxurious clothes, and had disciples with him.

"Maybe it's because I'm young." Jiang Kun agreed.

“I don’t think so.” Ma Dong works at CCTV, and he meets a whole car full of big shots every day.

"It's not about age, it's about the degree of control and character."

"The more capable you are, the more low-key you are."

A silent dog bites hardest... He kept this in his heart and didn't say it out loud.

Zhang Yuan thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he went to talk to Teacher Guo and his wife for a while.

Kong Yunlong has already arrived in Shanghai. His first facial surgery went very smoothly and he is recovering well.

As they were chatting, Zhang Yuan noticed that Cao Yunjing was a little absent-minded and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Before I could get any more information, the ceremony had already begun.

The process was the same. Zhang Yuan stood in the row behind Hou Yaohua.

But what was particularly special was that at the end of the ceremony, after everyone had seen Mr. Ma's appearance, they should have cried together for the last time, followed the procession of people carrying the coffin, and sent the old man off for the last time.

"Everyone!"

But at this time, Master Ma spoke.

"My father doesn't like crying."

"Let's stop crying."

"My father likes noise and applause."

"Let's give him one last round of applause!"

After that, Feng Gong and Jiang Kun took the lead in clapping. The whole audience started with a drizzle like spring rain, and ended with a loud applause like a rainstorm.

It's unique and has the style of a master.

Amidst the warm applause.

This teacher learned from four masters of the Bao generation.

I've been beaten and swept the toilet.

He has been in power and also been sent down to a farm in Northeast China.

I have been abroad and written books.

I love basketball and fishing, but I often come up empty-handed.

I like to cook braised pork and big pies, but I can't eat them because of diabetes and high blood lipids.

A crosstalk master who has won the Peony Award and performed on the Spring Festival Gala six times.

In the imperial capital where he was born, the fallen leaves return to their roots... (End of this chapter)