Captain Li took Liu Jianshe to go through the formalities and asked Zhang Zhonghua to walk around.
Zhang Zhonghua started walking alone in the courtyard. From time to time, people in the courtyard pointed at him and whispered, and from time to time someone said hello to him. It seems that his singing skills have spread throughout the Wen Gong Troupe. At that time, the Wen Gong Troupe was singing
There were many people present in each unit. When I didn't go there, I saw that Zhang Zhonghua was dressed in casual clothes. Then I easily recognized him based on other people's descriptions.
No matter what generation, we all admire the strong. In this unit of the Art and Attack Corps, those with high professional level are strong. Fortunately, they are relatively reserved and do not express their feelings directly, which makes Zhang Zhonghua very upset (difficult).
Walking in the courtyard of the Cultural Troupe, Zhang Zhonghua heard various sounds from time to time, including those practicing singing, singing, singing, and the sounds of various musical instruments. With Zhang Zhonghua's current musical literacy, although he is not
Even if you can't play a musical instrument or sing an opera, you can still tell that the level of talent here is very high. The level of the people here is very high. It is indeed one of the largest cultural troupes in the country. It can be said that it is full of talents.
Zhang Zhonghua, who was wandering around the courtyard of the Cultural Attack Regiment, walked to a remote corner when he suddenly saw two familiar figures in a small pavilion.
One of them is Hou Baolin, the future cross talk master and Xiao Hei Fatty’s personal master.
The other was the young master of Mr. Ma’s family, Ma Zhiming, who was later known as Mr. Ma.
The two people seemed to have had some dispute over something in the pavilion.
Oops, but hey, both of them are here. Just now, I was thinking about how to get to know each other. They are such gangsters. In the future, they will come to Deqian Club to tease and tease the little black fat guy, and now they met!?
At this time, Hou Baolin and Ma Zhiming also saw Zhang Zhonghua and stopped arguing.
After all, Ma Zhiming was young and could not hold his breath. When he saw the person he was interested in, he immediately walked up to him and was about to say hello. Hou Baolin stopped him, but unfortunately she did not stop him, so she could only follow the young master and walk forward.
Zhang Zhonghua was amused and thought about how to get to know each other, so he fell into a trap.
"Hello you two!"
Before they could speak, Zhang Zhonghua opened his mouth to say hello.
"Hello, hello, I just listened to the song you sang in the rehearsal hall. It was really good. I heard you wrote it yourself?"
The young master didn't come out either, and he started chatting with Zhang Zhonghua.
"Yes, I really wrote it, and it made you two laugh."
"Why are you laughing? You sing so well. Just now he said that your level is very high, much higher than mine. When I asked him, how can a cross talker compare to you as a singer? Brother, tell me, don't you?
"
Ma Shaoming said and pointed at Master Hou beside him.
"Hello, Mr. Hou!"
"Man, do you know me?"
When Hou Baolin heard Zhang Zhonghua directly reveal her identity, she was also a little curious. She had never seen this person before? Could it be that she had heard her cross talk before? It shouldn't be. There should be such an outstanding person to listen to her cross talk. She should be a little bit interested.
Impression.
"I know you, your cross talk skills are great. I like cross talk myself, so of course I know you! Who is this brother?"
Zhang Zhonghua turned to look at the young master again. He knew Hou Baolin in the past, but Ma Zhiming lives in Tianjin and is a young man. To put it bluntly, who is he now? It would be strange if Zhang Zhonghua even knew him.
Already.
"This, my name is Ma Zhiming. He is the son of Mr. Ma Sanma, the master of cross talk in Tianjin. He is my junior brother."
"It turns out that you are the son of Mr. Ma's family, so I am being disrespectful and disrespectful!"
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"..."
They admired each other for a long time, were polite and exchanged a few words here and there. At this point, the three of them were officially acquainted.
"Why did you two come to this comrade-in-arms attack group? And if you are not staying in Tianjin, why did you come to Sijiu City?"
Zhang Zhonghua is indeed a little curious about this matter. After all, Hou Baolin is from Sijiucheng. It is normal for him to visit his comrades in the cultural attack group. Why are you, Ma Zhiming, here?
"Hey, isn't it true that I can't perform on stage? I have nothing to do in Tianjin, so I came to Sijiucheng to play. In addition, I don't feel that my level is good enough, so I want to formally become a teacher. I don't want to become a disciple of Brother Hou.
My teacher! We all had a quarrel just now because of this matter."
Zhang Zhonghua looked strange when he heard Ma Zhiming's words. Ma Zhiming wants to worship Hou Baolin as his teacher? You really call me the master, and I call you the junior brother? But I really don't know that I can't perform on stage. I only know who Ma Houchang is.
Those who have either lived in a cowshed or cleaned toilets, why don't they all be brought to the steel rolling mill to sweep the floor? Will this steel rolling mill become a cross talk mecca in the future?
"From now on, you will all talk about your own affairs? You call him master, and he calls you junior brother? Is this an eternal legend in the cross talk world?"
Master Hou's face turned green when he heard this. Is this considered art brought into reality? Is it considered a story that will last forever? Shit! It's almost enough to be ruined for the ages. When I think about it, I may be taken out in the next few decades.
He repeatedly said that Hou Baolin knew very well the human nature of these crosstalk talkers!
Master Hou immediately scolded Ma Shaoming angrily: "You still want to worship me as your teacher? You are just fooling around! If you worship me as your teacher, will I never see Uncle Ma again?"
After saying this, Master Hou gave Ma Shaoming a fierce look.
"If you don't want to accept me as your disciple, why are you so anxious?"
Hearing that Master Hou was a little anxious, Ma Shaoming no longer insisted.
"Mr. Hou, if you can't accept Ma Zhiming, what do you think of me?"
Zhang Zhonghua immediately stood up and said to Master Hou that if you can't be the little black fat man's master, it's okay to be a master's uncle.
After listening to Zhang Zhonghua's words, Master Hou looked at him in confusion.
"You? Are you following his nonsense? You are now the deputy section chief at a young age and have a bright future. You come to learn cross talk from me? Are you crazy?"
Zhang Zhonghua’s Identity After listening to Zhang Zhonghua’s singing, these two people inquired about his identity from everyone in the cultural group. Not many people in the cultural group knew that Zhang Zhonghua was the deputy chief of the publicity section of the steel rolling mill, but there were also quite a few.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So the two of them knew easily that Zhang Zhonghua was the deputy chief of the Publicity Department of the steel rolling mill. Although the specific background was unknown, it should not be simple.
"I've always liked cross talk, but my family doesn't let me learn it!"
"It's okay not to let them learn. It's great to go to school properly. What kind of cross talk should you learn?"
Although those who can speak cross talk are not like those in the old society, it is a low-level profession, but their status is not much higher. Who in the serious family would let their children learn cross talk?
Nowadays, those who learn cross talk are either from their families, such as the Hou family, the Chang family, the Ma family, etc., or they are the lower class people who really can't survive.
"If you want to learn so much, I can teach you, but you don't need to be a disciple. Just communicate and communicate together. From now on, you and Shaoming can call me senior brother together."
Master Hou hesitated for a moment, then told Zhang Zhonghua that he could learn from him for fun, but there was no need to become a disciple.
Zhang Zhonghua was very happy when he heard this. Isn't this senior person here?
The three of them chatted in the small pavilion for a while.
Zhang Zhonghua suddenly asked Ma Shaoming: "How is Mr. Ma doing recently?"
After hearing Zhang Zhonghua's words, Ma Shaoming was silent for a moment and said: "My life is not very good."
Hearing what Ma Shaoming said, Zhang Zhonghua knew that Mr. Ma would probably be no better off now even if he didn't live in a cowshed.
"Why don't you let Mr. Ma come to Sijiucheng? When he comes to our steel rolling mill, even if he sweeps the floor and cleans, it's better than Tianjin!"
When Ma Shaoming heard this, his eyes lit up. No matter what kind of human nature this cross talk person was, his mind was always spinning very fast.
Although Zhang Zhonghua is just the deputy chief of the publicity section of a small steel rolling mill. But he can be the deputy chief at such a young age. Considering his unusual status and background, there is probably no problem in protecting his old man. Although his old man is not miserable in Tianjin, he
Not to mention how frustrated I felt. When I arrived at the steel rolling mill, I had this new little brother protecting me, so I wouldn't be angry no matter what.
"But is it possible to ask people from Tianjin to come directly to Sijiucheng?"
Master Hou naturally hopes that Mr. Ma will live a better life, but asking someone from Tianjin to Sijiucheng? Master Hou still feels a little guilty in his heart.
"Brother Ma, Brother Hou, as long as Mr. Ma is willing to come to Sijiu City, not to mention Tianjin, even in Hainan Island, I can get people to come. If it's about the folk art industry in Sijiu City, you can find me
Please help. I, Zhang Zhonghua, don’t know anyone and can’t help with anything. But when it comes to other places, I still have some connections. At least I can protect a few people without any problem.”
Although Mr. Ma San is a cross talk master, he is still a cross talk artist after all. The big shot Zhang Zhonghua cannot protect his small arms and legs, but it is too easy to protect a cross talk artist, even if he is a cross talk master.
Seeing Zhang Zhonghua's confident expression, Master Hou and Ma Zhiming gained some understanding of his profound background.
"If this thing really comes to pass, brother Zhang Zhonghua, from now on, you will be my brother, Ma Zhiming."
Ma Zhiming solemnly bowed his hand to Zhang Zhonghua and thanked Zhang Zhonghua.
"Shaoming is right. If things work out, you will also be my biological brother, Hou Baolin."
Zhang Zhonghua quickly helped the two of them up: "We are all brothers, there is no need to be so polite."
Ma Shaoming immediately said that he would return to Tianjin early tomorrow morning to discuss the matter with his father.
The three of them then began to chat freely in the small pavilion in the corner, and Zhang Zhonghua also briefly introduced his situation to the two of them.
When the two heard about the situation of Zhang Zhonghua's family, they both exclaimed with admiration and respect for Zhang Zhonghua. At the same time, Ma Shaoming was a little firmer in his determination to let his father come to Sijiu City. With this status,
If you talk about your own father, it won’t be a problem even if you have ten of your own fathers.
Not long after, Captain Li sent someone to find him.
"I live at No. 98 Nanluogu Lane. Come find me here when the time comes, or go directly to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."
After saying this, Zhang Zhonghua said goodbye to the two of them.
