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

Yu Qian has some concern for Deyun Society, and he needs to show his face in the future, because it was Deyun Society that gave him the opportunity to perform crosstalk in the first place, and they have some friendship.

It's impossible to make a clean break.

Even after retirement, there will still be a sense of connection, because you have spent half your life in it.

Guo Qilin was different. He didn't care at all. He ate and drank with a bunch of fellow apprentices and talked about everything. He also decided to participate in a music variety show later and planned to have fun with Brother Yue.

But when you are happy, time passes very quickly.

We gathered together at around six o'clock, and in the blink of an eye it was ten o'clock.

By this time, several people were already very drunk.

Guo Qilin arranged for someone to send him back, and by the way, he went to see his master to see how he was doing.

It turned out that the old man was in very good spirits, and there was no sign of him being drunk. He continued to drink and chat, and even laughed a lot.

I don't know how he can drink so much.

Ignoring his master, Guo Qilin went out of the box and watched his fellow disciples being sent to the car. When he came back, he was not in a hurry to go back in, but stayed in the corridor to rest for a while.

He is very happy with his current achievements.

But what makes me happier is that I have a happy family, and my children and daughter-in-law have always been my motivation.

It is hard to imagine that I would still be oppressed in Deyun Society after I quit the society.

Maybe I will never see He He in my whole life.

Without He He, my current happy life is simply unimaginable.

While I was thinking about it, a familiar figure came from the direction of the toilet.

Fried pancake.

He certainly had no problem with his alcohol tolerance; he drank so much but didn't get too drunk.

Seeing Dalin standing in the corridor, I unconsciously went over to talk to him.

"What's wrong? Are you tired from drinking and want to take a break?"

"Yes, I need to rest for a while. I can't drink as much as my master." Guo Qilin responded with a smile.

"Ah, actually I still yearn for the past."

Like Dalin, Shaobing stayed outside for the time being, and said a lot, "To be honest, I also want to leave Deyun Club and go out to see the world."

"What are you doing out here? You're staying here well."

Guo Qilin was not willing for them to change easily. No matter what, the current Deyun Society was still good. As long as Guo Degang did not retire, it would always be the number one crosstalk company.

There is such a huge foundation and heritage.

"The atmosphere is different. It's dead now." Shaobing's face was a little red from drinking, but it got better after a while. "Do you know why Zhang Yunlei was removed from the position of captain?"

"I know. Didn't you say that in the group?"

"Yes. I just can't stand his character. He is not good at anything and he loves to make trouble. How can we be good if there are such people in Deyun Society? The key is that there are many people like him in the dark, but they are not exposed.

Unlike us who came here during difficult times.

So it’s really boring to stay here.”

"..."

"I will go to your place even if you give me one million yuan, even if it takes a while for Master to retire."

Guo Qilin remained silent. In the beginning, they were all unfamiliar with each other. They came from all corners of the world to join Deyun Society and had trouble getting used to each other. But now they are as close as brothers.

Even closer than brothers.

"Would he agree?"

"If he really retired, he would agree. He also knows that Deyun Club is not as good as it used to be."

"Well, let's talk about it when the time comes. Anyway, I'm always short of people here. I also have overseas work recently, which keeps me busy."

Guo Qilin has a lot of things to do. It’s March now, and he will start coming from overseas in April.

But this time he is not the main leader of the team, but Xiao Meng. He is also very popular now, so we plan to push him more this time.

After all, Huilinshe’s market has been opened.

It has begun to be recognized both at home and abroad.

Otherwise there wouldn’t be so many crosstalk performers joining us.

We chatted for a while.

The two people re-entered the box and immediately began to clean up today's mess. It would take a few days to finish cleaning up the mess.

After Guo Qilin finished handling the publicity for Xiao Meng and the others' overseas tour, he participated in the music variety show that Brother Yue mentioned as agreed.

This variety show is a singing and songwriting reality show.

Let professional musicians and non-professional partners create new music.

In addition, it also presents an original song from creation, arrangement, recording to practice together.

When Guo Qilin learned that he had to write a new song, he was very excited, as he had never collaborated with a non-professional before.

I don’t know what kind of songs I can write.

So he recorded one or two episodes, and in these episodes he was naturally the one singing and choosing a partner.

The final choice is definitely Yue Yunpeng.

Even the program team's behind-the-scenes arrangements are the same, in order to create more highlights.

However, while he was participating in this music variety show, Deng Ziqi was also going to participate in another music variety show.

Her program has two groups, the old and new. The old group is composed of powerful singing stars or seniors, while the new group is composed of current young singers.

It is a kind of old leading the new.

Deng Ziqi belongs to the new group.

And she is still in the new one, which is enough to show what big shots the seniors were.

"Oh, I'm so annoyed now. If you ask me to be the convener of the new generation, I don't even know who to invite."

In the afternoon, Deng Ziqi held He He at home and called her husband to tell him about her situation. He said that she was asked to gather people, which was nothing more than asking her to select people according to a list, and then publicize her invitation.

Variety shows are just like that.

But I don’t know how to choose.

Guo Qilin smiled bitterly while holding his phone. Everyone had to come to him for help with this matter. What advice could he give since he was not at home?

In order to cope with the show, he couldn't go back for two days.

This is to shoot materials for the program crew.

The material is to create a song with Brother Yue. After all, it is a reality show, and we need to film our daily life.

"Just pick whatever you want. The ones given by the production team must be good. Otherwise, the older generation wouldn't be able to lead them."

"You mean any choice?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll choose you. You're on the list given to me in the program."

Deng Ziqi seemed to have been looking forward to saying this, and his voice on the phone was filled with laughter.

As long as my husband comes, the show will be a big hit, especially when he works with senior colleagues, it will be a blast.

There is no need to compete at all.

"Forget it. Is it possible for me to go? Don't say I don't have time. Even if I did, do we have to compete again?"

"No, it's different. As the convener, I don't participate in the scoring."

"Is that so?" Guo Qilin nodded. "No wonder, otherwise you would be the same king if you collaborated with your senior. You can do high notes, vibrato, singing and dancing, and you can write your own songs. You are also very good-looking, so you are an all-round singer."

"Hehe." Deng Ziqi felt embarrassed when her husband praised her. "Then I'll give you a name, and you help me choose one."

"Row."

After much discussion, Guo Qilin helped his wife make a simple decision. Just after she finished choosing, a clear voice came from the cell phone.

"Dad, how long will it take for you to come back? He He misses you~"

"It's almost time. Dad misses you too. Be good at home and I'll buy you something delicious when I come back."

I have to comfort my daughter when she talks to me. Her temper is exactly the same as her mother's, and I can't get over it without comforting her.

And the call was over.

In the house arranged by the program team, Yue Yunpeng's voice just happened to ring out, "Da Linzi, it's time to eat. Let's have a simple meal tonight, a bowl of noodles with soybean paste."

In the kitchen, Yue Yunpeng brought out two bowls of noodles, and then went back to bring out the fried sauce and side dishes.

When it comes to noodles with soybean paste, even though he is from He Nan, he is more familiar with it than people from Yan Jing.

Because he had worked with his third brother for many years, and even after he became famous, he opened his own noodle shop.

"Can't we stew some chicken, boil some fish, stir-fry some shrimps, or fry some meatballs?" Guo Qilin looked at the noodles speechlessly, because his wife at home often made noodles.

"That's enough. Do you think we're having a full banquet?"

After Yue Yunpeng, who was wearing an apron, put everything in place, she sat down and put the vegetables and fried sauce on her face one by one.

There aren't that many rules to follow between fellow apprentices.

But after the side dishes and fried sauce were prepared, Yue Yunpeng did not eat them himself. Instead, he gave the prepared noodles to Dalin and then made his own bowl.

This action seemed to be subconscious to him, without any sense of deliberateness.

I was used to being taken care of when I was a child, and it's a habit that I can't change when I grow up.

But Guo Qilin always kept it in his heart. When Deyun Society was very popular when he was a child, Guo Degang was very busy and he couldn't take care of himself without them.

At that time, Yue Yunpeng was still young and had a big appetite. Sometimes when he was hungry, he would quietly cook some noodles by himself, and he would never forget to bring himself along during the process.

When a mouthful of noodles entered his mouth, he tasted the graininess and saltiness of the fried sauce. Guo Qilin was delighted and said, "It's good. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"That's right. I've researched several kinds of fried sauces in my shop. Come over and try them once in a while."

"Row."

Every crosstalk performer is a foodie.

After both of them started eating, they chatted less and their attention was entirely on their faces.

If it tastes good, you should eat more of it.

In no time, the two of them had finished two bowls.

After eating two bowls, Guo Qilin stopped eating, but Yue Yunpeng wanted more noodles. Even now, his appetite was still quite big.

"That's enough. Don't eat too much. We still need to write songs."

Seeing the camera and the crew nearby, Yue Yunpeng couldn't help laughing. "I almost forgot that we were recording a show. OK, I won't eat anymore. I'll clean up."

He took the dishes and went to clean up.

After cleaning up and coming out, Yue Yunpeng, as a senior brother, was so happy to see Dalinzi playing with his mobile phone. He missed the state of that time very much and it had been a long time since he had eaten like this.

I was really excluded at that time, but I was also happy because that was a time that I could never go back to, and it had a sense of struggle of youth.

Even he felt that the current Deyun Society lacked some flavor.

“Have you got any inspiration to write a song?”

"No."

"Tsk, then I'll just eat another half bowl. I have no idea what to do."

Seeing that Dalin had no definite idea, he continued eating.

Guo Qilin kept sighing, wondering how come Brother Yue could eat so much, no wonder he was partnered with Sun Yue, they were family.

But it was still quite difficult for him to write a song suddenly. The theme given by the program team was life, which is a broad topic and he didn't know how to start.

How old is he? Less than 30, but Brother Yue is almost 40. He looked up and asked.

"Brother Yue, what do you think about this topic, or do you have any memorable experiences?"

While eating half a bowl of noodles, Yue Yunpeng sat on a chair in the house and began to daydream.

"If I were to say what was most profound, the first time I went to the small garden was probably the most profound. At that time, I had no idea what it was like. I was only 16 or 17 years old and had never been exposed to anything.

After being introduced by an old man, I saw the small theater, the many people, and the layout of the small garden, and I felt that a new world had opened up for me. "

Yue Yunpeng has transitioned from a person who knew nothing to a big star today, so he feels some things more deeply than others.

But before he asked, "But what impressed me most was going home in my first year of joining the Deyun Society. In the first year, many people advised me to quit, and I suffered a lot of grievances, and I really couldn't stick to it.

After I returned, my family members advised me to persevere. I had already joined and could not give up halfway. Otherwise, I would be incompetent at everything and would be half-baked. "

"Going home, right?" Guo Qilin couldn't help feeling a little sad when he heard these two words.

The home he thought of was not the Deyun Society or the Rose Garden in Yenching.

It is the home where my grandparents and I live.

Because my grandfather was a policeman, he was overprotective of me for a period of time, fearing that I would be kidnapped by someone.

He rides a bicycle to go to and from school and is watched all the time.

Or maybe it's also a feeling of home.

There is no home without family.

"Okay, I have an idea."

Guo Qilin always comes up with inspiration for songs very quickly, especially for topics like this.

"Wow?" Yue Yunpeng's eyes lit up, he admired Dalin immensely. He knew he was talented but had never seen him write songs. It was incredible that he came up with something all of a sudden.

No wonder he is called a musical genius, it’s not fake.

I just don’t know how they practiced. You know, they used to eat and sleep together, so they know each other very well.

"Is it really written?"

"That's about right. Let's write the lyrics together this time. We need to go to the music room to work out the melody first."

"okay."

After finishing everything in the bowl, Yue Yunpeng wiped his mouth and followed Dalin to the music room.

This place is definitely not as good as my home, but fortunately it has all the common musical instruments and the arrangements are relatively complete.

The moment he entered, Yue Yunpeng paused, "By the way, Dalin, I want to ask you a very serious question."

"What?" Guo Qilin had something in his mind and sat in front of the electronic device, eager to try it out.

"I want to know how to keep the beat. Please teach me thoroughly. If I don't know how to sing, how can I sing?"

Knowing that he was lacking in this aspect, Guo Qilin had already prepared for it. "How can I not be on guard against this? Try it first, and then write after you're done."

"That's great. Fortunately it's you, Dalin. Otherwise, I would be embarrassed to ask for advice from ordinary people." Yue Yunpeng talked to himself as he sat next to Dalin.

Guo Qilin picked up a guitar next to him without saying a word. The guitar was already tuned. He tried it briefly and found no problems. Then he looked at Brother Yue.

"How about singing 'Childhood'? It shouldn't be difficult."

"It's not difficult. I've listened to it many times."

Guo Qilin indeed thought that "Childhood" was the easiest piece, so he plucked the strings and deliberately played it in line with the original tone so that Yue Yunpeng could catch the key.

Yue Yunpeng worked very hard and sat by the side waiting patiently.

Waited one second, waited five seconds, waited ten seconds, waited fifteen seconds.

Until Guo Qilin's voice came, "Brother Yue, it's too late, you sing it backwards!" (End of this chapter)