Chapter Four Xia Yiwei may not accompany her son daily, but she cares for him. Although she does not support Qi Shejiang’s new goal, she turned back to understand more. Then Qi Shejiang talked about his feelings and shared childhood stories, regretting that he had missed the chance to connect with Qi Shejiang, not even knowing that his talent was in traditional Chinese arts. Fortunately, this part of his memory was still accessible to Qi Shejiang, aiding in his storytelling. As they chatted, Xia Yiwei expressed her desire to take Qi Shejiang to a certain place. She specifically made time to take Qi Shejiang to an old-fashioned teahouse where traditional performances such as acrobatics and folk arts were held every night. “Do you know what kind of place this is?” Xia Yiwei asked, stopping the car at the teahouse entrance, speaking solemnly. “Not every crosstalk performer can appear on television; more people can only find work in places like this teahouse, struggling to make ends meet. You will be competing not just with your peers but also with opera actors, acrobats, and possibly musical theater performers.”
” She deliberately brought Qi Shejiang to such a place instead of a television station to let her son see the reality and give him a scare. Who would have thought Qi Shejiang would exclaim, “The conditions here actually look pretty good!” Xia Yiwei was momentarily speechless; Qi Shejiang’s tone was too heartfelt, and she couldn’t find a flaw in it. “There… There should be worse ones; you just can’t see them. Let’s go in first.” Putting on sunglasses, Xia Yiwei led Qi Shejiang into the teahouse. Xia Yiwei made a phone call and headed straight for the boss’s office. “Boss Wu, sorry to trouble you for coming over today.” “Sister Xia, you’re joking. If you’re here, then I must treat you well,” Boss Wu said, seeing Qi Shejiang and knowing he was Xia Yiwei’s son, showering him with compliments and then saying at the right moment, “You want to check out the backstage, right?”
