“Did you both just finish recording a program?” Xu Siyu asked.
His personality seemed lively even when off stage, and he didn’t hold back; they had become familiar after a few exchanges, now speaking without any stiffness.
Zhang Yue nodded absentmindedly.
“Hehe, if I end up partnering with Jesse Shishu in the future, I won’t hesitate to roast you on stage.” Xu Siyu filled a glass of orange juice, “Here’s to you!”
Zhang Yue clinked glasses with him and asked, “So… you didn’t have a partner before?”
“Hey, I partnered with my dad’s student for several years before.” Xu Siyu had a complicated expression, “Later, he couldn’t take it anymore and told me that no one listens to comic dialogue anymore and went back home to start a chicken farm. He left me hanging for nearly a year.”
Zhang Yue: “……”
He felt he was on the verge of collapsing; Xu Siyu might be speaking without intent, but he was listening with intent, and that wording made him uncomfortable all over.
“Isn’t it quite common nowadays? I’ve also heard a bit from Teacher Meng.”
” Qi Shejiang said, “So my two apprentices are also in a guild; I told them to think clearly after graduation before considering formally apprenticing.” He didn’t want to teach halfway and have a student say they needed to change professions and just leave. This issue isn’t just present now; it’s been a longstanding problem. “Right, right, it should be this way.” Xu Siyu felt this deeply, “But it’s hard to say how people’s hearts work; after so many years of hard work, giving up at the end, I feel sorry for him.” They were discussing comic dialogue and work, chatting passionately. However, both were emotionally intelligent, not letting Zhang Yue feel left out, frequently pulling him into the conversation or showing concern. Yet the more they cared, the more Zhang Yue imagined, and in the end, he didn’t eat much roast duck, just drowning in wild thoughts.
