Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Bai Huimin kept talking about her children through the video.

I was worried enough just now.

Even though I saw that there was no serious problem, it did not eliminate my inner anxiety. What's more, the injuries near the child's eyes were just there, which made me feel even more uncomfortable.

Not only her, but Yu Qian next to her was the same.

He had been reminded repeatedly to be careful, but who would have thought that what he feared would come true. Fortunately, he was lucky, otherwise he would not know how to face it.

We chatted and talked for a long time.

Guo Qilin finally felt like he was offline. When he was injured, surprisingly many people cared about him.

After all, they are all on the trending search.

"Master's wife, I'm fine. It's just an accident."

"It was an accident. It was so close. Be careful when you are outside."

"Got it. I'll be careful. I don't want to get hurt. Let's talk later. I have news."

Bai Huimin was the one who was talking the most. Yu Qian didn't say much, but simply said, "Don't work so hard."

"Ah."

Hang up the video call.

Guo Qilin immediately called his wife over. He was injured, and the person who was most worried about him was her, besides his master and his mistress.

Fortunately, I knew it wasn’t serious, so I felt relieved.

Then she called again and brought her daughter He He over for him to see.

He He was picked up from his grandfather's house. He took a nap after that. He was yawning with his little mouth, and it was obvious that he slept very well.

"Hey, how long has it been? You just woke up? It's almost time for dinner."

Seeing his daughter dozing off, Guo Qilin was overjoyed.

He He was still in a daze, sitting on her mother's lap, not quite clear in consciousness. Suddenly she saw some changes in her father and was a little surprised.

"Dad~~"

He He shouted in a clear voice and pointed her little finger near her eyes, as if she found that her father was injured. However, her little mouth could not express herself well with words, so she could only express it with actions, plus a few vague pronunciations that were difficult to understand.

"It's okay." Guo Qilin could only guess what she meant.

"Dad, come back~ I miss you~"

He He said this decisively. This was the only thing she had said during the days since her father left.

"Don't worry, Dad will be back. Do you want to drink milk?"

When it comes to drinking milk, the little girl's expression becomes extremely interested, and her sleepy eyes become bright.

Milk is her life and she can't forget it for a day. It is impossible to get her to quit completely.

"drink."

"Okay, let mom make you some."

Deng Ziqi sighed, picked up He He from his lap and placed her on the sofa, then slowly prepared milk powder for her.

It's normal to drink regular milk, but she just loves to drink this.

After flushing.

He He stretched out her little hand and eagerly took the cup, but Deng Ziqi stepped back, "Want to drink? Smile!"

In order to drink milk, He He had to do as she was told, deliberately smiling and laughing.

"Haha~"

"Smile again."

"Hehehe~"

"Loudly."

Hearing the loud noise, He He was confused and paused for a second or two, then gathered all her strength to let out a loud laugh. However, as soon as she laughed, her body became unstable and she almost fell off the sofa.

This made Deng Ziqi happy.

If having children is not for fun, then it is not for anything else.

"Grandma~"

After completing the task, He He finally took the cup in her hand, looked at the white and fragrant milk in the cup, and without any pause, she tilted her little head back and drank it all in one gulp, very quickly and neatly.

After drinking, he put down the cup, licked the corner of his mouth with his little tongue, and said nothing. He just stared at his mother, blinking his eyes. He seemed not to speak, but I wanted to say three more words as if they kept popping up.

Seeing that her mother was indifferent, He He knew who to look for and turned to look in the direction of her father.

"Dad~~"

"It's no use looking for your father. How can he let you drink enough milk now? I'll make dinner right away."

"Dad, drink milk~"

The little girl started to act pretentious and acted like a spoiled child to her father crazily.

How could Guo Qilin bear it? The eager little expression on his face was enough to melt his heart.

"Let her drink some more."

"Really."

After a while, Deng Ziqi brought over another small cup of milk and said, "Call me mom!"

"Mom~"

"Louder!"

"Mom~"

"Louder!"

"Mother!!"

This time the little girl shouted with all her might, and finally got the delicious milk again. However, after drinking it, she looked unsatisfied, but did not move, as if she knew she was embarrassed to ask for more.

But I missed my grandma very much. I sat on the sofa, holding a cup and staring blankly, as if I was thinking of a solution.

Scene after scene, the couple is having a lot of fun. Raising a daughter is like raising a toy.

"What? Don't you want to drink anymore? If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. I won't drink anymore in the future." Guo Qilin couldn't be a bad guy, so he said this on purpose.

When He He heard this, his face changed even more. He held the cup and swayed his body anxiously, "Drink~Drink~He He wants to drink more~"

"No, you can't drink anymore. Give me the cup."

"Mom~"

"It's no use to mom."

Seeing the mother and daughter, Guo Qilin's worries disappeared in the hospital.

In fact, he was also scared when he was first injured. You know, there was a red area around the corner of his eye, otherwise his master's wife wouldn't have been so worried. He almost lost an eye.

Hang up video.

Guo Qilin started to rest for a while, but he couldn't rest.

The topic became a hot topic and all the fellow disciples came to inquire about it and confirm the situation.

Even the Caoyun Kyoto attacked, and Dalinzi was seriously injured, which was equally important to him.

Just as I was typing, something interesting happened on Weibo.

There is some movement on Guo Degang’s Weibo.

Knowing that Dalin was injured, he was also worried and posted a line of words in response to the hot search.

[Be careful outside]

Guo Qilin read the line of words without any emotion.

Obviously he cares about me, but in the early years he wanted care but received no response. Now that I am famous, have a daughter and a family, but he still cares about me, which is totally meaningless.

I didn't want to read this and wanted to put down my phone and take a break, but suddenly my master also posted a Weibo.

When I saw this Weibo, I felt a little sad and my eyes turned red for some reason.

[My child, if life outside is really hard, then come home. We have good wine and good food at home. I feel bad for you.]

I feel sorry for him. Guo Qilin was in the hospital ward because he couldn't hold it in. His master had always cared about him and encouraged him since he was a child, but what kind of mushy words could two grown men say to each other?

So when he called just now and was worried, it was for his wife to tell him. At most, he told her to be careful, but in reality, he was heartbroken.

It’s hard to say it out loud, so I might as well express it in words.

When this is expressed, the apprentice feels particularly warm.

I am happy.

However, this happiness was originally given by the master and his mistress.

So I replied on Weibo, "Master, I will come home to accompany you after I finish shooting the movie."

There weren't many words either.

But the fans and netizens who saw it all understood how deep the relationship between the master and the disciple is.

When they saw the word "heartbroken", they felt that the old man was really worried about his child and felt bad. Dalin's reply further expressed his thoughts, because he used the word "go home", and the emotion in it was self-evident.

Everyone saw it, so how could Guo Degang not see it?

Seeing that he had replied to his senior, he actually hoped that Dalin could reply to him. A reply would give them a way to chat.

Unfortunately, there was no result. He waited all night but nothing happened.

There is obvious discrimination.

How is it possible not to feel uncomfortable?

The longer time goes by, the more I realize the good of my eldest son.

But what can I do if I don’t reply? I can only spend today with an awkward mood, and then arrange the enrollment matters in the next few days.

Deyun Society cannot be left out of this matter.

Neither crosstalk nor drum music can be neglected.

It's been a long time since the place has become lively again.

Although many people have left Deyun Society, it is still a good platform. There are many people applying for it, thousands or even tens of thousands of them.

As for Zhang Yunlei's affairs, all means were used to suppress them for a period of time. No matter how much Song Laosan broadcast live, there was no power behind him.

After Guo Qilin recovered from his injury, he continued filming his drama. It was a war film in the first place, and the injury actually better reflected the changed protagonist, but this time he was extra careful with everything.

He didn't want to worry his master, his mistress, and his wife, so the overall progress was slowed down a bit.

Once the production slowed down, the specific completion time was estimated to be November.

During this period of time.

Deyun Society was working hard to recruit students and arrange interviews and admissions. The scene was grand, with only less than a hundred people left out of tens of thousands, while the actors of Huilin Society performed as usual.

Wait till October.

National Day special performance and commercial performance.

Deyun Society is not as crowded as before, simply because the more popular disciples have all left the society.

Therefore, Meng Hetang, Zhang Jiuling, Yan Hexiang and others have snatched away a lot of domestic market share.

Even Feng Zhaoyang, who arrived recently and has slightly less popularity, also held a small special show during the seven-day National Day holiday.

It was just that the theater was bustling with activity when Yan Hexiang, who was in charge of the theater, received news from the studio.

When he received the message, his expression was extremely bright.

This puzzled Feng Zhaoyang, who was about to go on stage in the evening.

"what happened?"

Putting down his phone, Yan Hexiang said happily: "The overseas channels have been opened. Maybe we can go abroad to perform in November."

"Oh my god, really?"

Feng Zhaoyang was surprised.

Deyun Society has been performing overseas constantly, which is very impressive, but that is based on more than 20 years of experience.

How long have they been in the club?
As for performing overseas, even a fool would know how difficult it is.

First, you need to be famous. Without fame, how would overseas Chinese know who you are? Not to mention buying tickets.

The second is the channel.

This channel is the local organizers and some companies, who are responsible for taking on the actors' performances.

If we don't get through to them, it will be difficult to achieve this.

The conditions for getting them through are nothing more than two things: popularity and the quality of the actors.

Obviously, it is difficult for Huilin Society to do this at present. It is a new society and each theater is still in the process of consolidation and strengthening. But with Guo Qilin here, overseas organizers and some companies can invite them based on his influence.

After all, it's too popular.

Music and movies have no nationality.

There is no overseas Chinese who does not listen or watch.

The song "As Wish" touched not only the Chinese people but also people abroad.

Some Chinese people abroad have deeper feelings for their motherland than those in China.

"Are you sure?" Feng Zhaoyang asked, feeling that it was a little unreal. He had just joined and suddenly he was qualified to perform overseas.

You have to know that when he was in Deyun Society, he had never been abroad.

"It's confirmed. Dalin handed the matter over to me a long time ago, and I've been slowly working on it. Of course, the overseas performance party clearly stated that Dalin would perform, and this cannot be changed."

Feng Zhaoyang nodded and said, yes, without Dalinzi, they, the crosstalk actors, would be nothing.

It’s like if Deyun Club lost its godfather and master, the other actors would be nothing.

Even if Xiao Yue lost the name of Deyun Society, he would still be completely unpopular.

The fact that the news came out so quickly is enough to show that people both at home and abroad recognize Dalin as a great actor.

What’s funny is that Dalin himself doesn’t even know the extent of his influence. He’s still making movies because he loves them so much.

"It's a good thing." Yan Hexiang said, "As long as the overseas market is opened up this time and the impact is confirmed, future overseas performances will be a sure thing.

By then, we will be able to get half of the overseas market."

"Yeah, so Huilin Society is going to reach the level of Deyun Society so soon?"

Feng Zhaoyang got goosebumps. Huilin Society was not as good as Deyun Society at the moment, and everyone agreed on this. After all, they had only been in business for a short time. But with Dalin leading the way, Huilin Society instantly became its heyday.

"We have confirmed five performances with Dalin, and we will go to three countries. Now I will ask Dalin, if he agrees, we can start. But if he doesn't have time, we may have to blow it up. Our popularity has not been raised at all, except for Xiao Meng, whose popularity has gradually spread."

Yan Hexiang said this.

Feng Zhaoyang felt like he was injected with chicken blood. He was determined to work hard, even if it meant losing his life. He was really eager to succeed.

Yan He understood more and more why he was the first to follow Dalin. He had such good vision.

How could you expect it to work?

But Yan Hexiang never expected that when he left, he never thought that Dalin would develop like this. He followed him just because he felt disappointed and had a sense of brotherhood.

"Don't call him now, call him later. He is very busy all day." Feng Zhaoyang said.

“Well, it’s just a pity that Dalin doesn’t dare to perform crosstalk, otherwise he would have surpassed Deyun Society long ago.”

"Who says it's not true? But we can't force it. Dalinzi loves movies and he doesn't stop even when he's injured. I hope this movie will be a big hit."

"Hopefully."

Both of them hope that Dalin’s Huilin Society will get better. Once it gets better, it will definitely become the second Deyun Society.

The success of Deyun Society seems impossible to replicate, but in fact, as long as there is popularity and actors, a new one can emerge.

After all, it was not the crosstalk that was popular, but the Deyun Society. Guo Qilin is very capable of making a crosstalk group popular.

So the two of them began to wait in the theater, waiting for Dalin to get off work and chat with him. If they had time to go, their careers would be improved instantly, and by the way, they could also announce it to let everyone see their progress.

By then, Tianjin Small Theater will have more to say.

Although the Tianjin Small Theater was held, some people actually didn't care. It was different to have an overseas performance, which was something those old guys had never experienced in their lives.

Maybe it can attract more people to join. (End of this chapter)