Actor: Thank you.

"Impressive!"

“It’s so beautiful.”

“With these four people protecting you, you will be the leader in the industry from now on!” Brother Qian gave him a thumbs up.

Wherever I went, I was met with praises.

Among those who were praising him, quite a few had previously scolded him behind his back for being unruly.

After all, he accepted disciples without formal inheritance.

But now they have it.

Not only is it available, it’s the biggest and highest one!
Who dares to scold?

You have to keep smiling.

"Congratulations, uncle!"

More than ten of Teacher Guo’s disciples stood up and raised their glasses to congratulate him.

"Hey, Qilin, why are you holding the juice?" Brother Qian said after taking a look.

"The child is still young." Mrs. Qian said with a smile.

“The younger you are, the more you have to practice. This is boyhood skills, you can’t practice it when you grow up.” Brother Qian waved his hand, and He Yunwei, who had the most cunning eyes, immediately opened a bottle of beer.

So he is a thief.

Taking action first means you listen to Brother Qian.

Give beer, not white wine, to please the master.

What Brother Qian said is actually not wrong, drinking capacity is mostly determined by time, and a small part depends on practice.

No matter what you practice, the younger you are, the better.

"Your master didn't run away." Zhang Yuan said to Guo Qilin.

"Hehehe..." The little fat man laughed while holding up his beer.

After drinking a small cup of white wine, he came to the prince and drank a cup with him alone.

Among all the people in Deyuan Society today, except Zhang Yuan, Brother Qian is the happiest.

The rest of the disciples also had rosy faces.

After all, such a grand scene is rare.

Moreover, these guys are all young men in their teens or twenties.

This is the age when you should enjoy good food and drink.

Seeing all these delicious dishes on the table, my eyes almost popped out.

If there is no chef around, everyone can just lie on the table and grab the food.

"It has to be our uncle."

"Yes, it's very impressive."

"He can handle both the black and white worlds."

"What do you mean by black and white? This is called good and evil."

"Bah, you mean Qu Xie is righteous and our master is evil?"

The disciples murmured quietly.

They all saw it too.

Before, when the third brother... Kong Yunlong got into trouble, it was also under the protection of the uncle-master that he was sent to the Magic City for treatment.

He was the third child in the family, so his fellow students called him Kong Lao San.

Now this important event of becoming a disciple is handled in a decent manner.

What a sight!

All the people who can usually only be seen and heard on TV and radio are here today.

With a wave of his hand, all the big names in the industry came.

Especially when compared with his master Guo Degang.

Teacher Guo also knows many colleagues in the industry, and many old gentlemen come to visit the troupe and even participate in the performances.

But regardless of whether he could endure it or not, compared with the people who surrounded his uncle and applauded him, those people seemed a bit "evil".

It was just like the martial arts leaders conference held by Zhang Yuan, with all the participants being from the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Shaolin and Wudang.

As for the master's side, it is somewhat like the Tianshan Tonglao's meeting of ten thousand immortals.

It is clear at a glance which direction the disciples are more inclined to.

Zhang Yuan toasted every table one by one without missing a table. Those people in the industry, like the disciples of Deyuan Society, all looked at him with envy.

How can I not be envious!

He caught all four storytellers in one fell swoop!

And this title is recognized by everyone in the industry.

In fact, there are several other famous ones, such as Lian Liru, who is also a female storyteller like Liu Lanfang. She is also an elder and comes from the same family.

There are also Liu Lifu, Ma Qi and others...

But if you really compare their works, especially their visual works, even a layman can see that these four absolutely crush all other storytellers.

Even Tian Lianyuan, who was criticized by many audiences who preferred to listen to books quietly and was even jokingly called "making up the numbers" because of his many figures, is a person who can conquer the world if taken alone.

Apart from anything else, the most important thing for storytellers is that these few people have mastered this skill to the pinnacle.

Among them is Shan Tianfang, who has a bad voice.

Even though he has a problem with his throat and has a mouth full of dentures, Mr. Shan Tianfang's storytelling is still audible and you can hear every word he says without subtitles.

So the four great storytellers are all real.

And it’s just this generation, there will be no next generation!
There has never been one before, and there will never be one in the future.

Yuan Kuocheng witnessed the scene of Zhang Yuan becoming a disciple today, and Liu Lanfang, Shan Tianfang, and Tian Lianyuan acted as introducers and guarantors.

It didn't happen before, and it never will happen again.

It is truly unprecedented and will never be surpassed!
No matter who wants to copy it in the future, it will never succeed.

Such an appearance, something that will be recorded in the history of contemporary folk art, naturally made his colleagues' eyes red with envy, and they couldn't wait to replace Zhang Yuan and take over themselves!

After toasting for a while, Zhang Yuan went back to the main table to eat something to fill his stomach.

Liu Shishi even brought him a bowl of soup.

He toasted to the four families one by one to express his gratitude.

In terms of ability, Mr. Yuan Kuocheng is the best among these four.

But the most famous one is Liu Lanfang.

Zhang Yuan knew that in addition to his level, Liu Lanfang had two advantages that the other three did not have.

Although it is a bit politically correct, first of all, she is a woman.

Second, this one is Manchu, and the others are all Han Chinese.

Putting her in the position of chairman of the Chinese Folk Music Association will give her some bonus.

"Thank you three masters for coming here for me today. There are ten points of light in this venue today, and seven points are given by you."

"We also hope that the quyi industry can flourish and more young talents like you can enter the industry."

Liu Lanfang always speaks in an official tone.

The remaining two didn't say much, but they all had a drink with Zhang Yuan.

"I'll go greet the guests. You guys can eat first."

"The dishes were not to my taste, so I asked them to change them."

"This is all good. We are old and can't eat much."

Look at the big lobster, king crab, shark fin with superior soup, and big abalone. If the food is not good, it will be useless.

Zhang Yuan led his assistant and asked Zhao Dandan to follow behind him holding a full bottle of white wine.

"Mr. Ma."

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Feng, Mr. Huang..."

He came to the table of Ma family.

When we came to this table, unlike other tables, we did not offer a big toast, one toast to many.

After all, if they really drank one by one, after more than 300 people drank, he would become a drunkard.

But only when he came to the Ma family's table, he took the small cup and toasted everyone one by one.

Just from this table, he must have drunk almost a pound!
Jiang Kun, Feng Gong, Huang Hong and others thought that this kid would definitely be proud of himself since he made such a big fuss today.

Because anyone who is praised by so many people in his twenties would feel proud.

But I didn't expect that he respected us so much.

They came over one by one, politely and seriously, without any carelessness.

Ma Dong finally figured out why he was successful, and asked him to have another drink.

"Please wait for me for a moment while I toast with the others."

"Let's go to the main table and talk to the seniors."

"That couldn't be better!" Jiang Kun responded with a smile.

He even took the initiative to take us to visit.

Zhang Yuan nodded and left, but assistant Zhao Xinxin saw a smirk on his boss's face.

"Brother Zhang Yuan seems to be doing something bad."

Basically every table was visited.

"Handsome brother, you are here~"

When he came to the Guan family's table, he deliberately squatted next to Guan Xiaotong.

"do you drink?"

"My parents won't let me~"

"Then we'll make it up to you when our parents give up."

"Hehehe, okay." Gege smiled silly.

Zhang Yuan knew that this girl would grow up to be a famous drunkard in the imperial circle.

He returned to the Ma family's table and brought Jiang Kun, Feng Gong, Ma Dong and others to the old gentleman.

"Mr. Yuan, congratulations again!" Jiang Kun took the lead in speaking.

"Congratulations, we are all in the same business from now on, please take care of each other."

"Okay, okay, it's a good thing to have young people joining our industry."

"I'm not young at all. There are people who are younger than me." Zhang Yuan was ready to continue the conversation.

"It just so happens that my other master, Mr. Hou, is here too. Let's call him over and have a chat together."

"I will also take you to meet the younger members of our crosstalk club and report on our work."

He then called Hou Yuewen, Guo Yu, and Cao Yunjing over.

Yuan Kuocheng, Yuan Tian and Hou Yuewen sat in the middle, and Zhang Yuan was talking beside them.

"After the New Year, the crosstalk club will open a storytelling hall."

"From now on, we will have two storytelling shows every day, almost all year round."

"It will open on the 15th day of the first lunar month. Anyone who has time, please come and support us."

"That's great! I'll have someone send a flower basket." Liu Lanfang took the lead in cheering.

Now that the chairman of the Chinese Folk Art Association has spoken, the rest of the people must naturally follow suit.

"We want to bring storytelling back to small teahouses and theaters and find the source of this art."

"That's right, it's a good thing to hone your skills." Mr. Yuan also has to support his grand-disciple in name only, but actually he is his apprentice.

“But TV publicity is also necessary.”

"For example, the recent crosstalk competition on CCTV!"

When these four words were mentioned, several people's faces changed slightly.

Teacher Guo frowned, then became a little excited.

It has finally come to this!

Ma Dong also became serious, after all, he was in CCTV.

Zhao Benshan, who had been silent on the side, put down the spoon for drinking shark fin soup, looking like he was waiting to eat the melon.

Because he knew that Zhang Yuan had said he would help with this matter.

"This young student in our group participated." Zhang Yuan pointed at Cao Yunjing.

"I would like to thank CCTV for providing the platform, and I would also like to thank the Chinese Musicians Association for co-organizing the event."

"Mr. Liu, these are the opportunities you provide to the younger generation."

"If we can have a few more like you, we'll have accomplished it."

When Liu Lanfang saw someone praising her and mentioning her achievements, she was so happy that her face was wrinkled.

I thought that my role as a guide was not in vain, as I had found someone who could talk.

"Come on, Jinzi, recite a tongue twister and report your work to the seniors."

Cao Yunjing was already nervous when he saw so many important people, and now his uncle asked him to perform a piece.

He swallowed, took several deep breaths, and then spoke in a low voice.

"I, I'll sing "Eighteen Sadnesses." "Okay!" Zhang Yuan raised his hand to signal him to start at any time.

"Eighteen Worries" is one of the more rare crosstalk tongue twisters. It talks about what eighteen kinds of animals are worried about.

A dog is worried about eating shit, a duck is worried about having a flat mouth, etc...

The difficult part of this part is that when describing different animals, you have to coordinate the expressions and movements, which is very difficult.

But after all, it was Teacher Guo who taught him personally.

How did you learn it?

Take a piece of paper, write down the paragraph and show it to you.

I'll give you fifteen minutes to watch it.

Have you finished reading?

After reading it, I tore up the paper directly!

背！
If you can’t recite it, just one word is missing and it’s a mockery!
This is how Teacher Guo taught in the early days.

If you can get through this, there is nothing you can’t achieve.

Including Zhang Yunlei, nicknamed Xiaobian, how did he learn the lyrics of Taiping in the early days?
There was not even any paper, and I taught him one sentence at a time.

Sing after teaching.

If you sing a wrong line, you'll get a lip service!
Or force you into a corner and you can't escape.

They were all typed out sentence by sentence.

You can say that this method is violent, bad, and out of date.

But just look at the first batch of students I taught personally and the students in the later batches of folk art classes, and you will know the difference just by comparing them.

Cao Yunjing withstood the pressure and finished the speech smoothly, without missing a single word.

"it is good!"

"You have good eloquence. You can tell you put a lot of effort into it," Liu Lanfang praised.

"Having good basic skills is the most important thing. Seeing the younger generation doing this, I feel relieved."

The basic skills of the four great storytellers are also solid.

Just during the toasts today, Zhang Yuan got a lot from these people.

In addition to pronunciation, articulation, and breath control, it even includes a lot of attributes for memorizing words.

This is very useful for him when filming, as it makes it easier for him to memorize his lines.

"This kid also participated in the crosstalk competition and made it to the semi-finals." Zhang Yuan said to Liu Lanfang.

“I just don’t know if I have the ability to make it to the finals and get a good score.”

"Teacher Jiang, Teacher Feng, do you think this child is okay?"

"Ah..." Jiang Kun froze.

Feng Gong's mouth seemed to be sewn shut.

The people from the Ma family finally reacted.

Oh my god, it turns out this guy is coming for us!
No wonder he was so polite just now and toasted everyone.

He even brought us here specially.

This is a case of courtesy before force, right?

Ma Dong's eyes moved back and forth, looking at his father's apprentices and those old gentlemen.

He decided not to speak.

"That's right." Jiang Kun replied after a while.

The chairman of the Chinese Folk Art Association just said that Cao Yunjing has good basic skills. If I find fault with him, I would be offending the leader.

"Whether you can make it to the finals depends on your personal ability."

"Teacher Feng Gong, what do you think? You are an expert judge, please give our children some guidance." Zhang Yuan moved closer to Feng Gong again.

"Uh, well, I think it's good too. You're so young, but your talking skills are really good."

"Jin Zi, I heard that the experts all said you are good, so you should have confidence in yourself."

"Although most of the people competing with you are seniors, you still have to show your style and level."

"Yes, uncle." Cao Yunjing hasn't reacted yet.

Both Guo and Yu understood.

When Teacher Guo saw Jiang Kun, Feng Gong and others looking embarrassed, he was so happy!
There is a sense of pleasure in revenge.

Brother Qian was also trying to hold back his laughter.

I thought you were a tight-lipped guy, you never told me about this in private.

I'll get you drunk soon!
But it's different from these two.

Zhao Benshan, who had a good relationship with Zhang Yuan, frowned, lowered his head and started drinking the soup again.

"This is going to make enemies."

Old Zhao knew that Mr. Ma Ji had just left.

If you keep suppressing the Ma family like this, won't you make enemies?
If you offend these people, you will suffer a lot in the future.

But Zhang Yuan hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Mr. Liu, our crosstalk conference is well organized."

"The good thing is that it is fair, open and just."

“And no matter how old or young, everyone has the opportunity to show off.”

"Oh, that's natural." Liu Lanfang also came to her senses.

Understand what he means.

How could she not know what Feng Gong and the others were doing?

It’s just a tacit understanding.

But now someone unexpectedly shows up.

Today is someone's apprenticeship banquet, and Mr. Yuan is watching nearby.

I am also his mentor.

If you don't give face to Mr. Yuan, you have to give the Suzhou embroidery silk cheongsam, no... give face to me, your disciple.

Besides, as the chairman of the Chinese Folk Art Association, I can't openly say that there is a shady deal going on. Let's just decide it privately.

"Well, fairness is the most important thing."

"Only if it is fair can the prosperity of our industry be demonstrated."

Feng Gong and Jiang Kun looked at each other secretly, feeling very uncomfortable.

No fairness allowed, our people have to win the prize... They can't say that.

The two of them looked up at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan looked at the four storytellers standing beside him with a sincere and even childish look on his face.

Originally, the Ma family was the referee, the witness, the organizer, the co-organizer, and all the other units were my people. How could you fight against me?
Now the Ma family looked at Yuan Kuocheng, Liu Lanfang, Shan Tianfang, and Tian Lianyuan.

All four of them are considered Zhang Yuan’s masters.

Those four glances came over.

Steamed buns, are you not convinced?
No matter in status or position, they are higher than you, you have no choice but to submit.

Don't even mention how cowardly my fellow disciples are.

Being bullied by a junior!

Just as their faces turned pale, Zhang Yuan spoke again.

"I heard that the program that Mr. Chang prepared this time was organized by Mr. Ma before he died?"

Chang Peiye is Ma Ji's apprentice and also participated in the crosstalk competition this time.

His show is called "Unite as One to Win Big Prizes"...

Just listen to the name, it's mainstream enough.

Just aiming for the championship.

And this program does bear Ma Ji's name.

Put it in the position of screenwriter.

But I can't help you enough about Mr. Ma before he passed away.

I don’t know whether he wrote a joke or just took a quick look at it.

Zhang Yuan estimated that considering Mr. Ma’s physical condition in the later stage, he could only take a look at most.

But just right!
Zhang Yuan also understood that a strong dragon could not defeat a local snake.

Today, he has the support of four big mountains, and he is in the limelight at the moment, and he can force several people to compromise.

But what about the future?

I am not usually in the folk art industry, so he is the local boss!

"Before his death, Mr. Ma was still paying attention to the development of the crosstalk industry."

"You are indeed a master of your generation."

"I believe that this show must have condensed all of Mr. Ma's efforts, and being performed by his top students, it will definitely be wonderful."

"I think Mr. Chang Peiye has the best chance of becoming the champion."

Oh... Jiang Kun and Feng Gong looked at each other again after hearing what he said.

This means that the championship still belongs to our junior?

From the very beginning, Zhang Yuan was not aiming for the championship.

That's something that Cao Yunjing, a junior, can get.
Hai Qing has no master. Zhang Yuan was Hai Qing in the storytelling world before.

How long has Guo Degang been Hou Yuewen's apprentice?

Those people from the Ma family have followed Ma Ji for many years.

Therefore, his goal has always been to win the second prize.

The key is to suppress Jia Lin, who defeated Guo and Yu back then.

This way, Teacher Guo can also feel relieved.

The Ma family will not be offended to death.

Mr. Ma has just left, so I have to give him some face, otherwise what will happen to me?

While he is doing his job, he also has to maintain a certain balance and not overdo it.

For Cao Yunjing, winning the second prize is enough and it is a chance for him to show off.

At least among his fellow apprentices, he is already a leader.

"A single flower does not make spring." Liu Lanfang looked around and spoke steadily.

“A hundred flowers bloom and the garden is filled with spring.”

After all, he comes from storytelling and drumming, so his words are very sharp.

The meaning is clear.

You, the Ma family, can't always monopolize the government.

Just give me some face, that’s all!
"Hey, Chairman, you're right." Jiang Kun quickly replied.

After the falling out, it was unclear whether he and his junior brother could continue to work in the Chinese Folk Art Association.

Besides, they have already taken a step back, so just step back as soon as you can.

Feng Gong also understood that his apprentice Jia Lin would have to step back.

There's nothing we can do, because here comes someone with a stronger background.

Wow... Zhao Benshan threw the spoon away, drank the soup in the bowl, and then wiped his mouth.

"He had thought of it a long time ago."

"really interesting."

"This is a combination of holding back and letting go. After hitting someone with a stick, you can get a sweet date."

Zhao Benshan was afraid that he would make an enemy.

Now it seems that I was overthinking.

"Mr. Ma, Teacher Jiang, Teacher Feng, and Mr. Ma Ji's disciples, I'd like to salute you." Zhang Yuan raised a full glass of white wine.

"Let's meet at the top of the crosstalk conference!"

"cheers!"

Clink, dang, the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding.

It’s settled!

Hou Yuewen watched and smiled.

"My apprentice's trick... is a bit like giving up military power over a cup of wine."

Glancing at the four masters beside him.

"He is quite professional in raising the flag."

"He's wearing a tiger's skin, and he's making these people helpless."

"happy!"

The smoke of the crosstalk competition dissipated amidst the clinking of glasses... (End of this chapter)