The fat little black man said anxiously: "What's wrong with this kid? I can't find him before the show. What should I do if the performance is delayed?"
"Master, it's not that he couldn't find anyone before the show. He didn't show up at the theater at all today."
The fat little black man nodded: "Okay, it's useless to say anything else now. You can rearrange the program and deal with today's performance first."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "What's the matter, this is the disciple who wants to rebel. I have told you a long time ago that there is nothing wrong with you taking the traditional path, but you must also be innovative. Things are different now than a hundred years ago. Simply
The master-apprentice father-son model of a hundred years ago is no longer suitable for today’s situation. If we want to be long-term, we have to take the corporate approach.”
"Our cross talk conference can't be changed just by asking for it." Little Hei Fatty shook his head helplessly: "I am not the only initiator. Although I have the final say now, I have to ignore their feelings."
"Compassion does not lead to soldiers, and justice does not lead to wealth." Jiang Hua shook his head: "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you feel that you are not loyal, you should have an in-depth discussion with several of your partners in advance. It is best to reach an agreement. If it really doesn't work, we won't hesitate to crack the hole. You have to plan for the long term, and most importantly, you have to take the initiative."
"Uncle, I'm not good at this." The fat little black man scratched his head: "Once I have to share money with others, I feel that no matter how much I give, I have lost money to them, but if I give too much, I feel bad, especially when some people are so capable.
If it’s not there, it’s not good to give him too much, and it’s not good to give him too little.”
"It's normal to feel bad. You can give your money to anyone else." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "In addition, the ability to judge ability and salary cannot be based on your subjective thoughts. You must have a scientific method to let everyone
A standard that everyone is convinced of.”
"But……"
"Don't worry, not everyone who talks about cross talk in this world is Hou Baolin or Ma Sanli." Jiang Huaquan said: "Some people may not be able to impress you, but they are popular and can still sell well.
"
"Is it necessary to change?"
Jiang Hua nodded: "If nothing changes, your cross talk convention will come to an end and eventually fall apart."
The fat little black man nodded: "Okay, then I'll go back and think about it carefully."
"Think about it carefully. Prepare for today's performance first. I'm in a good mood today. Then I come here to relax. If you don't laugh happily, I will cause trouble for you."
When it comes to professional matters, the little fat man is like a different person: "Uncle, don't worry, I will make you laugh so hard today. If you are not happy, I will buy you a supper tonight."
Xiao Heibangzi really tried his best. The hungry audience burst into laughter and cheers, and his pants were all wet when he came off the stage.
Jiang Hua treated everyone to a midnight snack in the evening. When everyone else had almost left, the little black fat man sat in Jiang Hua's car.
"Uncle." The fat little black man said in embarrassment: "I have been thinking about this matter since today's performance, and it is always difficult to make a decision."
"There are already cracks in your cross talk conference. If you don't make a decision first, someone will make a decision for you." Jiang Hua said seriously: "You will be passive by then."
"I'm not that hard-hearted person. You have to give me some time."
"Why do you mean I have to give you some time? This is your own business and you should worry about it yourself."
The fat little black man scratched his head and scratched his head: "It's really a headache. It gives me more headaches than my master's assignment of papers."
"Speaking of thesis, how is your research going?" Jiang Hua asked with a smile: "Don't wait until your master disappears from the academic world before you take out the thesis. By then, he wants to get you a degree.
But it’s not that easy.”
"I've been busy working on my thesis. This is much harder than writing my cross talk book." Little Hei Fatty frowned and said, "I said it's not as difficult as looking up information in books. This must be in line with scientific logic. Don't tell me.
You have forgotten that the task I assigned you today has not been completed yet, I am leaving first, please drive slowly."
"What tasks have you assigned to yourself?"
The little fat man smiled and said: "Reading, how many books must I read every day? It's true that when you use the books, you will miss them. Now I hate myself for not studying hard when I was young. I used to be complacent. I didn't get a diploma, but I was educated.
Only now do I realize how important it is to receive a systematic education.”
"Since you are sorry, then train your son well." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Don't let your regret become his regret, and I tell you, your education method is problematic, undesirable, and seriously harmful.
A child’s self-esteem.”
"Uncle, please don't criticize my education method. I can't change it. And I think it's correct. This is how I grew up. However, the sufferings I suffered were all imposed on me by outsiders, and my son's
I gave him all the suffering, and I will control it to a certain extent."
Jiang Hua smiled and shook his head: "You kid, you really have some insights. Be careful when your son grows up and pull out your oxygen tube."
"If you really want to teach such a white-eyed wolf, I admit it. I will bring it upon myself."
"Then why are you so kind to your two apprentices?" Jiang Hua asked back: "Okay, let them feel that everything is natural and they deserve it. Now you can't control it."
The little black fat man stopped talking, he was speechless.
Jiang Hua waved his hand to him: "Come on, go back and think about it yourself. One more thing, if you have another child in the future, can you still treat your second son like your eldest son?"
After Jiang Hua left, the little black fat man found a barbecue stall and sat down, ordered a few skewers and a few bottles of beer, and started drinking by himself.
At this moment, he felt mixed feelings in his heart. Every word Jiang Hua said struck a chord in him, leaving him speechless as a crosstalk actor. While drinking the bitter wine, he began to reflect on himself.
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About a month later, Jiang Hua saw an entertainment news item. It was revealed that the eldest disciple of Little Black Fatty had infiltrated into the mainstream cross talk world and was preparing to become his disciple and become his godfather. Naturally, there was a lot of scolding on the Internet.
Jiang Hua also felt that this guy deserved to be scolded. Among the many disciples of Little Black Fatty, he was the best to this big disciple. He not only taught everything, but also took care of all aspects. The result was such an ending. It was really disappointing.
People feel sad.
His second disciple set up a performance group by himself, but he didn't jump up and down like the first disciple, let alone say a bad word about his master. When his performance group was established, the little black fat man even sent a flower basket, but he did.
There's a bit of a master-disciple relationship in it.
