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　　"But don't go too far, I want to be able to see Dad."

　　She pointed to the small window of the yurt.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and nodded:

　　"it is good."

　　Walking out of the yurt, several staff members who were packing the machine immediately looked over.

　　Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"I call."

　　"Oh, alright."

　　The photographer was not here, and Wu Shaobai called Yu Xuan.

　　"Hey, Master, what's the matter?"

　　"Master, are you finished with the program?"

　　As soon as he heard Yu Xuan's voice, Wu Shaobai immediately noticed that something was wrong.

　　said quickly:

　　"What's wrong with you? I just finished recording here. I can go back in the morning tomorrow morning."

　　"Um... ugh..."

　　"Master?"

　　"Have you read Weibo?"

　　"No... what's the matter?"

　　"Do you know Liu Hongyi?"

　　"Who?"

　　"Liu Hong analysis."

　　"Well……"

　　Wu Shaobai thought for a while, and vaguely felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

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　　"Familiar, who is it?"

　　"Mr. Wang Shichen's disciple..."

　　"Then you must not call Shishu?"

　　Wang Shichen is the sixth generation of cross talk masters, while his apprentice is the seventh generation, Yu Xuan is the eighth generation, and Wu Shaobai is the ninth generation.

　　Hearing his words, Yu Xuan responded:

　　"Well, yes, I have to call Shishu."

　　"What happened then?"

　　"Liu Hongyan may not be very clear about your generation, but in the 80s, he was the famous head coach of Beijing cross talk."

　　"Hmm, then what? Did he provoke you?"

　　"Why are you provoking me? It has nothing to do with me."

　　Yu Xuan first explained a sentence, and then said:

　　"Yesterday, weren't our tickets sold out? Then Xiaowei updated a Weibo today, a post of worship, and a group photo. He... worshipped Liu Hongxi as his adoptive father."

………………

　　"..."

　　In an instant, Wu Shaobai was completely speechless.

　　Looking at the girl who was waving at him through the window of the yurt, Wu Shaobai sighed:

　　"Hey... Uncle is mad?"

　　"What do you think? I just came out of the rose garden. He smashed all his purple clay pots. Hey..."

　　Yu Xuan's smile was full of irony:

　　"This trick is really amazing. In a blink of an eye, the apprentice became a brother..."

　　He Yunwei was originally a ninth-generation disciple like Wu Shaobai.

　　But if he worships Liu Hongxi as his adoptive father, then his identity has changed from a disciple of the ninth generation to the eighth generation.

　　It is equivalent to saying that he has completely given up the identity of Guo Degang's apprentice and directly worshipped others. His identity has changed from Guomen's senior brother to everyone's uncle...

　　The rules in the cross talk gate are the biggest.

　　The most important one is not to go against the norm.

　　Yu Xuan just because his allegro was taught by Gao Fengshan, in order to respect the master, he would not be able to play allegro in his life.

　　But when it comes to He Yunwei, it's good, and he will be directly upgraded by one level.

　　In the future, I will call Guo Degang at most "Master"...I don't even need to call Master.

　　"...Master."

　　"Ok?"

　　"Do you remember what I said? I said that He Yunwei is quite stupid. If Uncle Jing comes back, with his temperament, he will never sit still. Look, I'm sure."

　　"...".

Chapter 1129

　　Yu Xuan didn't speak, Wu Shaobai looked at Wu Mingyue who was waiting pitifully for him to go back, and continued on the phone:

　　"He must be crazy about this. Everyone knows what kind of person he is. He thinks he is smart, self-righteous, petty, and very proud. Now that the gold is doing well, he, the master, is getting worse and worse. I just took a sigh of relief. It’s better now, when Uncle Jing comes back, he seems to have found a way to hype? Tsk tsk tsk…”

　　While sighing, he looked up at the moonlit sky.

　　The sky is beautiful tonight.

　　He thought it was time to look at the stars with the girl.

　　Thinking of this, he asked:

　　"Are you all right?"

　　"I'm fine... It doesn't disgust me, it's just that I feel like I want to talk to you."

　　"Have you had seven, five, seven wines?"

　　"How can I still drink? What a good child back then... Now it's almost impossible to be a human being who has done things so badly."

　　Yu Xun's voice was still a little annoyed.

　　Obviously, what he said about "it's all right" was innumerable.

　　But Wu Shaobai said:

　　"Don't take it to your heart, that's not what we do in our family. You forgot what we said that day? The family is small, but there won't be any troubles. Our brothers and sisters will surround you. That's enough. Let's take care of other things in the door. If we can't take care of it, we will make ourselves unhappy, so why bother, right?"

　　"That's what I said... alas!"

　　Yu Xuan sighed again.

　　"I just got home and chatted with your wife about this matter. We both have deep feelings. How good were those days in Tianyuan? Although people always ask for trouble occasionally, we are united from top to bottom. This stall is getting bigger and bigger, but why are people's hearts becoming more and more scattered..."

　　"Because there are too many people."

　　Standing at the door of the yurt, Wu Shaobai said softly.

　　Then, when he saw the girl who came out wearing an outdoor suit, he held her hand with a smile, and said:

　　"Master, both you and the uncle have their birthdays in January. Let me tell you the simplest change. You are celebrating your birthday this year, and our brothers and sisters are at the table with you. Are you happy?"

　　"That's for sure."

　　"Look, there are few of us. The family gathers together to drink, eat, and laugh happily. You see us, brothers, and you are happy. That's for sure. Mingyue also sang a birthday song for you. , do you remember?"

　　"Of course I remember, I still have the video."

　　"That's right. But you're thinking about Uncle's birthday. This year, people from Yun, He, and Jiu Sanke celebrated their birthdays. It was lively, but you sat at Uncle's table and watched flowers on a horse. In addition to the three tables in the main hall, the other apprentices have to come from other halls, kowtow to the uncle, wish birthday, toast, and then leave... How do you feel?"

　　"...It's quite noisy, and there's no atmosphere for a birthday."

　　"Then it's over."

　　Wu Shaobai took a deep breath and dragged his daughter to the embers of the charcoal fire left over for roasting the leg of lamb today. While talking, he scratched the charcoal fire with a stick.

　　After confirming that the charcoal fire was still red, he picked up a few pieces of charcoal from the side that the crew had not had time to collect and threw them into it.

　　Although Wu Mingyue didn't know what her father wanted to do, she still grabbed the small fan and started to fan the flames.

　　And Wu Shaobai walked in the direction of the tractor.

　　There was firewood and dry cow dung there.

　　As he walked, he said:

　　"Master, if there are too many people, it is impossible to cover everything. You see, there are only three people in our family, right? The eldest apprentice is promising, he can hold on as an artist, and he can hold on as a human, with a happy life and a fruitful career, you don’t need to worry about it, right?”

　　Although he didn't know what the apprentice wanted to say, Yu Xuan still responded with a smile in his voice:

　　"Ah."

　　"Second apprentice, we are all working for the second apprentice's family now. Although the child is still young, although the second apprentice's talent is not as good as your eldest apprentice, but in terms of life, we have followed our family a little bit since childhood. The child is sensible, You can be a man, smart, and thrifty. Plus you have such a family business, you don't have to worry about it, right?"

　　"Who said the second child's talent is not as good as yours?"

　　"Hey~~~~~~ Master, you are wrong..."

　　Wu Shaobai looked disgusted, grabbed two or three pieces of firewood and walked back.

　　"Don't you know what talent your eldest apprentice has? You can count the five hundred years up and down. How many are better than your eldest apprentice?"