In the conference room of the Chinese Folk Music Association.

When all the members saw these industry leaders appear together, they all exclaimed in surprise.

"It's not time for an election yet."

"Yes, people from the Hou family and the Chang family have come, and they are all family representatives."

"Mr. Maji is not in good health. He is here."

"It's been many years since the four great storytellers have gathered together."

"Are you going on an overseas tour?"

"What kind of tour can get such a crowd?"

"Come on, we can't even get these people together for the Spring Festival Gala."

Everyone was whispering to each other.

Led by Liu Lanfang, chairman of the Chinese Folk Music Association, these people sat on a long podium.

Mr. Yuan Kuocheng sat in the middle.

After all, looking around the entire conference room, in terms of seniority, seniority, and ability, he is truly the best.

The four great storytellers were headed by Mr. Yuan. Needless to say, Liu Lanfang was quite polite to the old man.

Shan Tianfang used to work in the same unit as Liu Lanfang. They often performed together and had a very good relationship.

Tian Lianyuan has a close relationship with Shan Tianfang and Liu Lanfang, because in addition to storytelling, these three also have the orthodox inheritance of Xihe Drum Gate.

Mr. Yuan Kuocheng’s good friend Liu Tianli, who was also Liu Shishi’s grandfather, was a master of the Xihe Drum Troupe and had a high seniority.

Therefore, these four are not only often mentioned together, but they also have a close relationship.

Liu Lanfang once commented on the remaining three, saying that Shan Tianfang's books are the most down-to-earth, and that everyone from an 80-year-old man to an 8-year-old boy, from a taxi driver to a section chief or a bureau chief, loves to listen to them.

Tian Lianyuan, on the other hand, is good at the so-called "bachelor books", which are long male dramas such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, and Generals of the Yang Family. He also incorporates a lot of modern thinking to evaluate the ancients, which is very interesting.

But when it comes to Mr. Yuan Kuocheng, Mr. Liu's evaluation is very positive. He said that Yuan Kuocheng is the best storyteller, especially single-segment storytelling, without a doubt.

The other two people made the same comments when they mentioned Mr. Yuan.

As the saying goes: Money controls the hands of slaves, and skills control the hands of professionals.

Mr. Yuan has a great reputation, not because of his seniority, but because of his ability!
Relying on seniority to oppress others will make people dissatisfied.

Rely on your skills to win people over and make them convinced.

So Mr. Yuan was pushed to the middle position, and no one present expressed dissatisfaction, as they all felt it was a natural thing to do.

Of course, this was also a favor given by Chairman Liu Lanfang.

Among the remaining three, Hou Yuewen is the most important.

A while ago, he was talking about becoming my disciple, and the next moment, he got beaten?

Mr. Hou Sanye was not a good-tempered person, and he got angry when he heard about this!
Mr. Ma Ji was the apprentice of Hou Yuewen's father, Hou Baolin.

But everyone in the crosstalk circle knew that Ma Ji and Hou Baolin had conflicts.

There have been rumors that Ma Ji beat his own master.

There was indeed a rift between the master and the disciple, and they had been estranged from each other until their death, and the rift was not resolved until Hou Baolin's death.

But Mr. Ma was not in good health and had planned to give his farewell performance at the end of this year and leave the stage completely.

When people reach this point, they know that their situation is not good and they begin to regret some things.

He also wanted to settle the past with the Hou family while he was still alive.

People are like this. Many things that they think are big things when they are young, when they mention them in old age when they are in poor health, are nothing!
In his previous life, Guo Degang, the heir of the Hou family, had a very good personal relationship with Ma Ji's son Ma Dong. It was obvious that the two families had resolved their conflicts long ago.

So as soon as Mr. Hou Sanye made the announcement, Mr. Ma, who rarely did, personally showed up to support him.

His weight in the folk art circle, especially in the hearts of the audience, is no less than that of Yuan Kuocheng.

Among these people, the one who is least familiar to the general audience should be Mr. Chang Guitian.

There are three major families in the crosstalk world, Chang, Ma, and Hou.

Only Shao Ma Ye didn't come today, the other two families all came.

Mr. Chang Guitian is from the Chang family.

His father's name was Chang Baokun, and his stage name was Little Mushroom.

Chang Baokun's father was Chang Lian'an, a student of Fuliancheng, the most famous Peking Opera school in the history of the imperial capital. He was in the same class as Ma Lianliang and was considered Qiu Shengrong's master.

Mei Lanfang and Zhou Xinfang both went to Fuliancheng for "further studies", so you can see how awesome this place is.

This shows how strong the Chang family's foundation and network are in the folk art world.

Chang Lian'an's voice changed during puberty and he could no longer sing high notes, so he had to change his career.

Mr. Chang has two wives and they have six sons and six daughters.

Chang Baokun is the eldest son and inherited his father's vocal talent. In the crosstalk world, the crispness and brightness of his voice are extremely rare.

He is a talented young man with a scholarly character.

In 43, he wrote and performed crosstalk on the radio to satirize the Japanese puppet regime and was arrested by Japanese spies.

He was released in 44 and wrote a satirical crosstalk, which resulted in him being sent back to prison.

In 49, he attended the First National Conference of Literary and Art Workers and was received by all the first-generation leaders.

In 51, the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea broke out. He served as the captain of the first delegation to Korea and rushed to the front line to express condolences and perform for the soldiers.

The following month, while performing a consolation performance in Shali, Mr. Chang was attacked and strafed by F86 Razor fighter jets and fell in the snow in a foreign country.

Throughout the past five thousand years, there have been very few artists who sacrificed themselves for the people, and he is one of them.

The state posthumously awarded Xiao Mushroom the title of People's Artist and Revolutionary Martyr.

He deserves the title of People's Artist.

Mr. Chang Guitian is not only the eldest son and grandson of the Chang family, but also the child of a martyr.

His appearance meant that the Chang family was involved in this matter.

Because of the existence of the martyr Chang Baokun, the Chang family was able to communicate directly with the higher-ups and had an extraordinary status in the folk art world.

Mr. Chang came today mainly because of the invitation from the Hou family.

Secondly, as mentioned before, the sixth son of the Chang family, Chang Baofeng, Chang Guitian’s sixth uncle, had some conflicts with Guo Degang.

When Mr. Guo was in Tianjin, he visited Mr. Chang Baofeng many times, and Mr. Chang also told him about life.

What is called "telling live" in the crosstalk world is to give instructions and correct a few sentences.

At that time, Teacher Guo had nothing. In order to get along well, he used the excuse that he was Mr. Chang Baofeng's student to deal with others.

It's nice to enjoy the shade under a big tree.

The same is true when Zhang Yuan leans on Mr. Yuan Kuocheng.

However, he had Liu Shishi, a strong bond binding him in the middle, but Teacher Guo did not have that at the time.

Not long after, Master Chang Liu found out about this and angrily scolded the young Guo Degang in front of many of his colleagues in the crosstalk industry, and said some very unpleasant things.

The two sides then became enemies.

But things are different now.

The Chang family also heard that Guo Degang's crosstalk club is almost the only private group on the market that can make profits independently without relying on government subsidies of hundreds of billions, and its business is booming.

It looks like it's about to gain momentum.

The Chang family is an old hand at dealing with things, and thinking that it is better to resolve a feud than to create one, they found out that this crosstalk club was run by Mr. Guo and Zhang Yuan together, so they decided to give each other face and settle the old matter.

Just like that, the table was complete.

"Hello." Chairman Liu patted the microphone and spoke.

The old lady is 60 years old this year and would have retired long ago if she had another job.

However, his long-term performance of folk art has kept him in good spirits and given him an unusually loud voice.

"Well, we have a meeting today to discuss one topic."

"There is a recent news..."

Mr. Liu briefly recounted Zhang Yuan's story.

Many people present already knew about this, but they did not know that this young man had such deep connections with the folk art world.

"Mr. Yuan, please say a few words." Chairman Liu turned the conversation to Mr. Yuan.

"I only know how to tell stories, and I don't know anything else."

"But according to the old rules, we are all one family in the opera industry."

"When something happens to our family, we must unite and help each other."

When the audience heard that Mr. Yuan said they were family, what else could they do?
We can't pick them even if we want to.

If you don't want to get involved, then I'll leave?

You can only expel yourself from the folk art circle.

If I don't give face to Mr. Yuan, how can I get any good results with Liu Lanfang, the chairman of the Chinese Folk Music Association?
One by one, when it came to Hou Yuewen, he had a very bad temper.

At that time, he directly criticized Ma Ji, his father's close disciple and beloved disciple who was sitting next to him, saying that when the crosstalk world needed people to stand up the most, Ma Ji was unwilling to come out and lead everyone.

This is the fact. To put it bluntly, Mr. Ma Ji is a timid person. He is very indifferent and doesn't like to get involved in other things.

In addition to his master Hou Baolin, there were also several other masters of the "Bao" generation, such as Liu Baorui, Guo Qiru, and Guo Quanbao, who taught him together. In terms of seniority and seniority, he was the most qualified to take the lead in this "Dharma Ending Age" of crosstalk when Guo Degang had not yet appeared.

But he was unwilling to go into politics, management, or organization.

Apart from performing, he spends his time fishing, eating, drinking and having fun, and keeps to himself most of the time.

"I'll just say one thing."

"Over the years, mainland artists have been bullied by Hong Kong people."

"Normally, these Hong Kong guys don't have much interaction with us, but now they are bullying people from our opera industry." "Zhang Yuan went to stop the fight and rescued them, but he was beaten up."

"Is there still any law here?"

“Is there still a law here?”

When Mr. Hou Sanye said this, he picked up the white porcelain teacup and took a sip of water. Then he slammed the cup heavily in front of the microphone, causing a dull sound.

"This kid is pretty good."

"I've been to his crosstalk club before and listened to his crosstalk."

"He's talented and popular with the audience. I like him very much and was planning to take him in as my apprentice in a while."

As soon as these words came out, all the participants sat up straight.

Mr. Hou Sanye plans to accept a disciple, so Zhang Yuan will be a member of the Hou family from now on.

Aren’t they our own people?

"Now that it's like this, I don't know how we are going to handle it."

"But Zhang Guoli called me yesterday."

"The Film Association has decided to issue a joint statement to seek an explanation."

"Let's... figure it out!" said Mr. Hou San, then leaned back in his chair with a menacing look.

When they heard that the Film Association was going to issue an official document, everyone who had been timid had a change of heart.

Who are these people helping?
Whoever wins, they help!
The Film Association is much more popular than the Chinese Music Association right now. If they all want to join in, it seems like we won’t suffer any loss if we just hide behind them and follow them.

Not only will you not suffer any loss, you should also make some money. At least you can show your face and increase your presence.

What the folk art industry lacks now is exposure.

The right to speak returned to Chairman Liu.

Liu Lanfang is a famous storyteller, and what he is best at is speaking and giving speeches.

She re-described the scene of Zhang Yuan being attacked in a vivid way using storytelling techniques. The sense of immersion was so great that it felt as if she were watching it live.

The crowd was very excited and screamed loudly, wishing they could die together with the Hong Kong crew.

"I have one last thing to say." The old lady said solemnly after finishing her "performance".

"Our opera industry is now in decline."

"But not dead!"

After saying that, Liu Lanfang waved her hand and said, "Let's vote on this matter by raising our hands."

……

Soon after, Hengdian First People's Hospital.

Zhang Yuan asked Cheng Hao to help him get a new mobile phone card and gave his new number to all his acquaintances.

He didn’t dare use his old number for fear of being hit by the media.

At this moment, several calls came in.

"Oh, I see. Thank you, Uncle Guoli."

"Okay, thank Mr. Wang for me, too."

"Hey, Mr. Hou...Okay, thank you all for speaking up."

"Yeah, I'm resting, I'm fine."

"I'll treat everyone to dinner later, Imperial Capital."

Putting down his phone, Zhang Yuan thought for a moment.

"The Film Association, the Chinese Music Association, and Hua Yi... almost everyone who should be here is here."

"Well, the stalemate phase ends here, and it's time to enter the counterattack phase."

Zhang Yuan glanced at Cheng Hao, who was helping him organize his clothes like a wife, and sighed.

"She does these things so smoothly."

"If she hadn't taken care of her family and her sick father since she was a child, what young girl would understand these things?"

"Good sister."

"Ok?"

"Help me out for a walk."

"Aren't you healthy?" Cheng Hao came forward and asked in a low voice, "Do you still need my help?"

"You have to pretend to be more realistic."

Zhang Yuan whispered in her ear: "Playing the victim, you know what I mean?"

"Okay, I'll find some cosmetics to touch up your makeup later. Your black eye has already faded." Cheng Hao was very surprised. It seemed that Zhang Yuan's recovery ability was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"That's right, the more miserable the better."

Cheng Hao supported him, but he was like Wu Laoer next door. He trembled all over after every step he took, his eyes were crooked and his body was slanted, and he moved out in small steps.

"Did you rely on this trick to deceive those people in the crew?" Seeing him like this, Cheng Hao tried to hold back his laughter.

"Otherwise, with your strength and kung fu, I'm afraid that bald guy won't be able to hit you at all."

"You guessed it all!"

"You are smart, and I am not stupid, okay?"

The two of them wandered around and came to the stairwell.

Zhang Yuan asked Cheng Hao to help make sure there was no one around, then he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, this is my new phone, write it down."

"it is good."

The person he contacted was Zhuo Wei, who had been holding back on his work recently.

"I want you to do something for me."

"I have a piece of news here. I want you to help me forward it to the Hong Kong media and have them publish it."

"Don't show up or take any action during this whole process. Just stay behind."

Wei at the table opposite was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously.

"Do you have the video of the beating?"

"It's not about this." Zhang Yuan replied immediately.

But Zhuo Wei also heard it, and he did not deny that he had the film.

Zhuo Wei quietly learned about the loss of the film through some connections. After all, there is no pair of pants that is impermeable in this world...except Brother Qian's.

But what he couldn't understand was that since Zhang Yuan had this piece of footage that was extremely beneficial to him and could even be the final word on the matter, why didn't he expose it?

Zhuo Wei knew that Zhang Yuan didn't do this not because he was stupid.

There must be a mysterious reason that he doesn't know.

This is also the reason why he is always a little afraid of Zhang Yuan.

Because he couldn't figure out what this person was thinking.

"What you said, I..."

Letting him do it but not showing his face is the most unacceptable thing in the world for an entertainment reporter.

As soon as Zhang Yuan heard it, he knew that the other party was not very happy.

Therefore, he had already prepared the exchange chips.

"I haven't been interviewed by any entertainment magazines yet."

"If you help me finish this, I will let your company do an exclusive interview."

"Okay!" Zhuo Wei became excited when he heard this and agreed immediately.

"But let me make this clear first. You can put your name on the article, but you can't come to interview me in person."

"Uh... I understand." Zhuo Wei knew that Zhang Yuan didn't seem to be too deeply involved with him.

Next, Zhang Yuan told the other party all the information he wanted to release.

"Okay, I'll do it right away!" Zhuo Wei became more excited after hearing this.

Putting down the phone, Zhang Yuan touched his chin and smiled wickedly.

"Do you think you are the only ones who would use Hong Kong media to spread news?"

"I can do it too, okay?"

"Don't forget, I played Murong Fu before."

"This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine."

"Besides, the news you spread about me pursuing Zheng Xiyi was all fake."

"And my news is true."

What exactly is the news?

Simply put, Zhang Weijian's bottom was not clean at this time.

He did one thing before joining the crew.

After all, the only lesson humanity can learn from history is that humanity never learns.

This incident is exactly the same reason that has caused his ups and downs over the years.

That is……

Greed for money! (End of this chapter)