Seeing Wei Sushen's expression becoming more and more serious, Fang Shan asked tentatively: "Is there any trouble that can't be solved?"
Wei Sushen shook his head and pointed out directly: "It's Fang Can."
There was a trace of doubt in his eyes as he said: "I have been so busy recently that I almost forgot about dealing with the Fang family. His phone call just reminded me."
Fang Shan's eyes stopped moving, and he was lost in thought, feeling that things were strange... Why did Fang Can, who was so good, call suddenly
Wei Sushen said coldly: "It's probably another conspiracy."
"Think less and have fewer desires, and you will have no worries when it comes to learning." Fang Shan said slowly: "This is a saying I admire very much. He can always come up with various ways to deal with the host, just let him go."
Wei Sushen nodded slightly, thinking too much is useless is also his code of conduct.
Only a little doubt lingers in my mind, why did Fang Can show so much resentment on the phone
This doubt was quickly thrown away. Wei Sushen summarized the previous performance: "There are too many shortcomings. I'm afraid it will be difficult to rely on personal improvement in a short period of time."
Fang Shan: "I want to be a teacher?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "There must be a guide."
Fang Shan raised his head and thought for a while, his tone full of worry: "Which teacher would be so stubborn as to accept students like us?"
Wei Sushen mouthed three words.
Fang Shan said with a dark face: "Besides throwing money at it, can't the host think of other ideas?"
Wei Sushen followed his words and asked, "For example?"
"For example..." Fang Shan said after thinking, "Use your talent to impress the other party?"
The pronunciation of the next few words became softer and softer, obviously he couldn't even convince himself.
The backer will fall, and everyone will run away. Only money is special. If you run away, you can get something back. In order to show his sincerity, Wei Sushen personally took Fang Shan to visit a master who had retired from the cross talk world.
The master wears a long robe and has a goatee. When he looks at people, his eyelids will droop slightly, giving him an aloof look.
Wei Sushen was able to get the opportunity to visit him, which also opened up a lot of connections. The old artist has a kind of arrogance in his bones, and all his emotions are written on his face. When it came to learning from a teacher, the master refused without even thinking.
Facing the subsequent temptation of a large sum of money, not only did he not show any excitement, he almost grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at the other party's front door.
Wei Sushen was calm and collected, and even helped him refill his cup of tea.
When the master saw such a young man, he actually laughed angrily. The anger on his face gradually faded, and he waved his hand and said: "You are not sincere in learning cross talk, and I don't want to ruin my own brand. Please go back."
Wei Sushen frowned and suddenly looked at Fang Shan... to fool him.
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows... What is cheating? This is contempt for one's own character!
After exchanging glances, Fang Shan chose to compromise and coughed lightly: "What you said is wrong. The tuition we paid is not for you."
The master picked up the tea cup and took a sip to reduce the anger: "Who is that for?"
"To some people who don't know me yet." When Fang Shan is not smiling, his face, which is prettier than that of a girl, will look particularly serious: "When most people learn a certain skill, it is to gain an additional ability to make a living. Learn cross talk. It is not easy to become famous. Many people are not willing to invest in the early stage. The money is treated as tuition fees for those people. Of course, there are better ways to use it. You can always use the money to start a hobby association to attract more aspiring people. Cheese."
The master's eyebrows moved, obviously he had some thoughts.
Fang Shan did not strike while the iron was hot, but gave him enough time to think about it. When the master was about to speak, he took the first step and said: "Actually, this is also a disguised form of fulfilling my childhood dream."
The sudden lowering of his eyebrows makes him particularly endearing.
As he spoke, a drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of his eyes: "I want to help more people realize their pursuit of art."
The master was moved by his ambition. Wei Sushen opened his mouth slightly and looked strange for a while... The system actually had the ability to cry whenever he wanted.
Fang Shan's eyes met the master's inadvertently, filled with sincerity.
Wei Sushen couldn't stand it anymore and turned his face to admire the vegetation on the windowsill.
The master did not think that Fang Shan was acting, and there must be a reason why he was willing to spend a lot of money to learn cross talk. However, based on his original thinking, he simply thought that the two of them were trying to create something new.
Fang Shan's tone was extremely sincere and he bowed deeply: "Please."
The master sighed slowly, and finally did not finish his words: "Leave your contact information and I will let you know when I think about it."
Seeing that he had expressed his intention to see off the guests, Fang Shan stood up calmly, shook hands with the master before leaving, and said sincerely: "I hope our trip will not disturb your peace, and it's okay if you don't want to teach, but the establishment of the association must be done. consider."
The master's eyes softened, and he felt that the young man in front of him was really in line with his wishes. However, his face remained stern, and he gave them an airy hum before sending them away.
Walking out of the gate of the community, Wei Sushen gave Fang Shan a thoughtful look: "It's good to use retreat as an opportunity to advance."
Fang Shan solemnly said: "This is not a little trick, but about the inheritance of a culture. Although I am struggling to make a living in the world of mortals, I have always cared about the cross talk world..."
Wei Sushen stopped and said, "Look at me."
Fang Shan looked over in confusion: "What to do?"
Wei Sushen: "Sober up."
With a familiar tone, Fang Shan opened his eyes wide and began to recall the last time a similar conversation occurred... It seemed that he had orchestrated the love-hate relationship between King Li and the leader of the Xuesha Sect, and even succeeded in convincing himself in the end.
Wei Sushen said coldly: "You have no dreams about cross talk."
Fang Shan's eyes became clear again and he shook his head gently: "Sorry, I got caught up in the drama."
As the car approached the hotel, Fang Shan suddenly received a call from the master, saying that he was willing to teach and asked them to come over now.
Fang Shan smiled helplessly: "This is deliberately tormenting us."
Wei Sushen doesn't care about the minutiae. As long as he can achieve his goal, it doesn't matter if he suffers some hidden losses in the process.
After asking the driver to turn back, Fang Shan went to buy some fruits first. After entering, he was respectful and showed no dissatisfaction.
The master stroked his beard with satisfaction and felt that this boy had a very good character and was a great talent.
"It's okay to teach some skills, but there won't be a master-student relationship between us."
Fang Shan nodded to express his understanding. Master-level figures attach great importance to the inheritance of disciples and have strict standards for accepting disciples. He and Wei Sushen knew at first glance that they would not make much achievements in this aspect.
"The ugly words come first. The most important thing is to avoid giving up halfway. You must be mentally prepared."
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen looked at each other and nodded.
"Start with the simplest thing first, smile." The master showed a funny smile: "There must be something in your smile."
Fang Shan followed suit, grinning like a nine-dimensional figure. Wei Sushen curled up the corner of his mouth, and the master instantly got a headache: "A funny smile is different from a sneer."
After saying that, he asked Fang Shan to demonstrate to him.
Wei Sushen copied the cat and the tiger and smiled again.
The master was so angry that he slapped the table: "You call this an evil smile! Do you understand the evil smile?"
Fang Shan tried hard to hold it back, her shoulders shaking slightly. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would have to laugh so hard.
After getting angry, the master tried his best to calmly say: "When you curl up the corners of your mouth, you should show some flattery."
Wei Sushen did as he was told and didn't hear any comments for a long time. He looked up and found that the master was silent. When he looked at Fang Shan, he was also silent.
No one said anything, so he had to ask himself: "How about this time?"
"There is more content than just now." After a long time, the master managed to hold back a sentence.
Wei Sushen asked simply and clearly: "How close are you to meeting the requirements?"
The master felt exhausted mentally and glanced at Fang Shan, who sighed: "Now he is smiling evilly."
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"Forget it, let's learn facial expression control later," the master regained his energy: "When it comes to learning to sing, how to 'say' well is very important. For example, 'Dear audience friends, hello everyone', a simple greeting must also be very important. Be particular about it.”
While explaining, he also demonstrated.
However, the words changed in Wei Sushen's mouth. It didn't sound like a greeting, but more like a door-to-door debt collection tone.
"The pronunciation of the word 'ge' should be raised higher. I say it once and you repeat it again."
After trying it several times, the effect was not obvious. Fang Shan analyzed from an objective point of view that Wei Sushen had a good tone, but there was an inexplicable weirdness about him that was incompatible with cross talk.
The master looked at him with an incorrigible look: "Say it ten times in a row."
Wei Sushen repeated it ten times calmly.
The master couldn't bear it anymore, "This is obviously a rooster crowing, you, you..."
Seeing that the man's blood was rising and he was about to faint, Fang Shan quickly moved a chair over to help him sit down, while Wei Sushen was responsible for pinching the man.
The master opened his eyes and saw Wei Su Shen, and almost fainted again.
Because he was pinched, he was still conscious for a while. The master said sadly: "Can you let the cross talk go?"
Wei Su Shen: "You told me before that you should never give up halfway."
The master said weakly: "Just think of me as feeding those words to dogs."
Wei Sushen: "Does it have to be so amazing?"
The master racked his brains and came up with a good description: "It's like a 200-pound fat man who insists on practicing track and field. He has more than enough ambition but not enough energy."
Wei Sushen simply ignored these words and still respected his teacher: "We will visit again tomorrow."
The air outside was fresh and cold. Fang Shan patted Wei Su Shen on the shoulder: "Accept the reality."
He is not born with this material, and even if he wants to encourage it, he cannot do it.
Before walking far, the two of them found a bench and sat down. Fang Shan counted the time and shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't be good if this continues."
Mission progress is far from complete.
When they looked at each other, they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
"It's not good to just sit there and wait for death." Fang Shan licked his lips, and it seemed that he was starting to have shady ideas again.
Wei Sushen felt that he would not have any solution for a while.
As expected, it didn't take long for Fang Shan to sigh: "I might as well play a duet."
After a while, he suddenly looked at Wei Su Shen: "How about spending some more Su Shuang Points to upgrade?"
Upgrading is also very tricky. The first time it only costs 5 Su Shuang points, but the second time it increases exponentially.
Wei Sushen: "What if the result is still unsatisfactory?"
Fang Shan: "Then get promoted again."
We have already reached that point, and if we have a chance to make a comeback, we will naturally not choose to waste all our efforts.
Wei Sushen looked at him and said slowly: "Gambling makes people lose everything."
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: You may not believe it, but once upon a time, I was a top student.
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