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

The time is getting closer to seven o'clock.

Yue Yunpeng became excited backstage. He hadn't spoken to Dalin for a long time.

It's really too busy.

But not speaking doesn't mean not paying attention to everything about him.

I'd really like to see the sales of the 200,000 tickets.

Not only him, but Xue Zhiqian and Li Jian were also waiting to see the situation, and they all had a certain degree of certainty about Guo Qilin.

They are all like that.

The brothers and sisters from Deyun Society and Huilin Society, as well as the master and his wife, are not much different.

The same was true when Deng Ziqi was holding He He at home.

"There's only one last minute left."

Deng Ziqi held his little girl in his arms and stared at his cell phone to check the time, while He He lay in her mother's arms watching the cartoons on TV.

"Sister, give He He to me."

Deng Yiling really wanted to hug He He, so she reached out and took her.

Deng Ziqi did not refuse. Now she wants to devote all her energy to watching how quickly her husband’s concert tickets sell out.

A quick minute.

Passed by in the blink of an eye.

At seven o'clock, she immediately clicked on the platform to check the sales speed. As a result, her pretty face showed an extremely frightened expression.

Of course she didn't need to buy it, but she could still see the purchase.

Less than ten seconds.

All the tickets are gone, completely gone, everything is gray.

She was so stimulated that she got goose bumps all over her body.

I wanted to shout out in shock, but my throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't make a sound. It was really incredible.

Of course this is the case with her own concerts, but her husband has never been involved in the music industry like she is, and yet his performance is still not inferior to her at all.

That's what's exciting.

A full minute later, at 7:01, she came to her senses and her voice became louder and louder.

"Sister, your brother-in-law has run out of tickets. Two hundred thousand tickets. Less than ten seconds."

Hearing that there were no more tickets left, Deng Yiling held He He and leaned over to take a look at her sister's phone. She was shocked to find that, as expected, there were no tickets left for the four days.

My brother-in-law is very good at music. I thought he was good at movies, but I didn't expect he was even better at music.

You know, it’s been a long time since my brother-in-law released an album or held a concert.

If most actors did this, they would have become out of fashion long ago, but my brother-in-law did not become out of fashion and instead became more and more popular.

It's incredible.

They were surprised at home.

Yue Yunpeng in the backstage was not in a much better condition. He was sitting there lazily, but suddenly he lost focus.

The bright joy on his face was revealed unconsciously.

Talking to the other two musicians.

"Dalin's tickets are gone."

"I'm not blind, I saw it. He is worthy of being called such a man. There is nothing he can't handle in a few circles."

Xue Zhiqian admired Dalin very much. How could he not? They had written songs for each other before, but his songs were more popular in comparison.

The expression on Li Jian's face seemed to be one of expectation when he saw the situation. Although he rarely held concerts, every song he sang was a top-notch one.

It's impossible not to buy into it.

When Master Yu Qian saw that there were no tickets at home, he decisively took out some wine and had a drink.

Happy, really happy.

Why is it that my disciple is so baffling when it comes to singing?

He tried to analyze the reason, but couldn't figure it out.

Yes, the song is good which is definitely a reason.

But there will always be a time when the heat will pass.

For example, some songs that are extremely popular on the Internet may no longer be popular in a week or two.

Finally come to a conclusion.

Dalin's creations are among the best in the music world, and they are deeply rooted in people's hearts and rich in emotion, which is why whenever he holds a concert or releases an album, people will buy it.

In the hearts of fans, it has become a synonym for quality.

This impression is hard-earned.

Many singers can never achieve this in their lifetime.

While the master is happy, the master's wife should be a little calmer.

For her, no matter what the child does, whether he or she performs well or not or how many tickets he or she sells, it makes her proud.

But when he looked at the Weibo account, he couldn't help but smile, "It's really fast. It only took a short while for articles and media to say that Dalin's 200,000 tickets were sold out in seconds."

"People who work in the news industry rely on speed," Yu Qian said happily, then he looked at his phone and found it ridiculous.

The official data and results were not released, but other self-media and bloggers gave the news first.

Obviously, people who like Guo Qilin's songs are watching it every minute just like them.

"Two hundred thousand is not a small amount. I guess I have to persuade Dalin to organize more music-related activities in the company. The fans are very supportive."

"Then you have to look at him."

"Yeah, it depends on whether he's busy or not. But every time I see the good in Dalin, I can't help but feel lucky that he has quit the company. Otherwise, let alone other things, this kind of songwriting thinking and inspiration will never be discovered."

"It is said that raising children is a science. Guo Degang was only focused on keeping Dalin from going out and embarrassing him, and wanted him to learn crosstalk. He actually forgot that he is just a child and is qualified to pursue what he likes.

Such parents kill all the talents of their children. "As a woman, Bai Huimin has a better insight into the changes in her children's minds.

"Let me call the kids."

Yu Qian was deeply moved by his daughter-in-law's words. He used to have some prejudices in education, but there was no need to say those things now. He should say something happy and planned to have a chat with the child.

Just when they were about to start chatting, Shaobing, Xiao Meng, Xiao San, Xiao Luan, Zhang Jiuling and others posted on Weibo one after another to express their happiness and celebration for Dalin.

This scene made him feel good.

As a person who cares about his friends the most, he naturally hopes that they can work together, otherwise he would not have the idea of ​​persuading Xiao Luan.

However, Guo Qilin couldn't talk much with his master at the moment as he was still dealing with things in the company.

That is to sign a contract with Mr. Zhang Songwen.

He had said before that his contract was about to expire and he was planning to come over.

Signing him would definitely not cost too much in the past, but now that "Rampage" is a hit, his worth and value have increased dozens of times.

"Teacher Zhang, that's basically it for us. Let's have dinner together sometime."

After Zhang Songwen signed his name, he became the first film and television artist of Guo Qilin's company, but he did not feel any hesitation or regret.

He knew very well that without Director Dalin's approval, he would never be able to make it.

So even the contract fee he planned to calculate would be based on the past as a token of gratitude to him.

However, Guo Qilin didn't do anything and just let things take their course.

However, what shocked him even more at the moment of signing the contract was that all 200,000 tickets for his concert were sold out.

He may not understand songs, or the profitability and value of concerts, but 200,000 tickets were sold out in less than ten seconds. Even a fool would know that few people in the music industry can catch up.

The boss is so popular, how can he lose money by following him?

Besides, Huilinshe still has a place in the crosstalk circle.

It can be said that Huilin Company can fight anywhere.

"Director Dalin, I'm leaving now. I'll invite you to my house for dinner someday. I know how to cook a little bit, so I can make something for us."

"Hurrah."

After Guo Qilin finished speaking, he personally saw him off. Even though he was an artist under their company, he was their elder in terms of age.

After he left.

Yan Hexiang, who had been waiting the whole time, finally couldn't hold back anymore and smiled happily, "Dalin, your concert is going to be a blast. The battle was over in ten seconds. This dominance is unmatched."

Guo Qilin smiled bitterly, unable to say anything. He just felt that perhaps he would have to hold more concerts in the future.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to give back to my fans.

"It's time for me to go too. Brother Brain, you stay at the back and look after the theater. I'll find a few people to take care of the rest."

"I know. So you don't want to deal with Brother Luan's matter anymore?"

"Forget it. Just keep an eye on Brother Bing. I'm afraid he'll go again. He's capable of anything."

"Don't worry, he's a little reckless, but he does what he says, and if he says he won't persuade, then he won't." "I hope so."

Guo Qilin knew Bing Ge's personality, but he couldn't figure out his behavior. The memory of him stealing stools from vendors one by one in the early days of Deyun Club still lingered in his mind.

But I have to say that was a great time.

At least it's good when I'm with my fellow disciples.

Don’t think about it anymore.

He went out to work and drove home.

on the way home.

News on the Internet finally began to emerge.

[Two hundred thousand tickets sold out in seconds, Guo Qilin's reputation in the music industry is still rising]

[Five seconds of freezing, sold out in ten seconds. Tickets for Guo Qilin's concert are hard to come by]

[Guo Qilin is so comprehensive, he is still invincible in the music market]

[How great is Guo Qilin, who has quit the company? He is good at TV dramas and even better at music]

Excellent results.

The internet is full of praise.

It seemed that the voices doubting his qualifications to hold four consecutive games had completely disappeared.

Even if not.

Guo Qilin wouldn't mind either. Let alone other things, just think about yourself if you didn't become famous after dropping out of school.

The overwhelming curses and remarks are as loud as the sky.

Unfortunately, he is now very popular, and maybe those people who scolded him in the past are now listening to his songs and paying for his movies and TV series.

We should thank them for spending money.

Not much time.

Guo Qilin returned to his home.

Just walked in the door.

He He and Mian Bao ran over.

As a result, Deng Ziqi took the lead and pounced on her husband.

"I knew your music had an exaggerated audience, but I didn't expect it to be this exaggerated. Everything was gone in ten seconds. Now I want to sing along with you."

"Okay."

Guo Qilin agreed and secretly glanced at the little girl.

The little girl originally wanted to hug her father.

He had already stretched out his little hand and was about to shout, but his mother interrupted him. He was very unhappy, and squeezed between his father and mother with a frustrated look on his face.

"Hold~ Mom and Dad hold He He~ Don't leave He He behind."

"Okay, give me a hug."

Guo Qilin picked up his daughter who had squeezed with all her might. How could a child tolerate being out of favor? Since both her parents were holding her, she certainly couldn't be left out. She would be unhappy if she was left out.

After being held by dad.

He He showed a happy little face, and then asked her mother to hug her. While being hugged by her mother, she turned her head and looked at her aunt, "Auntie, hug me, Auntie, hug He He too~"

"You really treat everyone equally."

Deng Ziqi complained and decisively handed her to his sister.

In He He's heart, aunt is a very important person and she will never forget her when anything good happens.

Deng Yiling loves He He so much. It has not been easy for her to grow up from a little kid to where she is now. At the same time, she looked at her brother-in-law and said something silently.

"Brother-in-law, when will the album come out? Will it come out before the concert?"

"Of course. I also recorded your sister and He He's Easter egg song in the album. You were busy at the time, so you probably didn't know about it."

Deng Yiling's eyes changed and she became interested. If the album came out, she would definitely buy it.

Not to mention this one, she has bought all of her brother-in-law’s albums before.

From the very beginning, she liked her brother-in-law's songs, and her sister even took her to meet her brother-in-law.

As a result, as they met, the two of them somehow got together.

"Oh, right." Guo Qilin suddenly remembered something. Not only did the little girl regard her aunt as an important person, but to him, Deng Yiling was almost like his own sister.

"Your birthday is in a few days. How are you going to celebrate it?"

Holding He He, Deng Yiling shook her head and said, "Whatever."

"How can it be so casual?"

Deng Ziqi attaches great importance to rituals and never forgets to celebrate her birthdays and holidays, because her grandparents have spoiled her like this since she was a child.

She naturally gave this favor to her younger sister and daughter.

As for treating her husband, she is of course even more so. Otherwise, why would she learn cooking from her master's recipes from time to time.

The happiest thing is cooking for my husband.

But it is not certain whether Guo Qilin is happy or not.

Sometimes the food that turns over is really unpalatable.

"Well...if possible..." Deng Yiling put He He down, looked at her brother-in-law, and wanted to say something but felt a little embarrassed.

"What could it be?"

Guo Qilin didn't understand, he didn't understand. A smile of understanding appeared on Deng Ziqi's face.

"Ah, I understand. My sister wants to eat your cooking again. Speaking of which, you've been busy lately and haven't made fish stew for a long time. The last time I ate it was when my grandparents came from Tianjin and brought it to us. But that was a week ago."

The sister said what she wanted to say. Deng Yiling was in a bad position to nod, and she was in a bad position not to nod.

She really didn't want to urge her brother-in-law to cook a few dishes for her. Because of her personality, she felt a little embarrassed.

How can I say something like "Brother-in-law, I want to eat the food you cook today, can you make one for me?"

If you say it out loud, you will definitely be embarrassed.

Her face had turned red many times during filming before.

But if I really want to eat it, some of my brother-in-law’s dishes are very delicious and go well with rice.

Sometimes we learn things in an authentic way.

However, Guo Qilin did not say anything. He He started to feel greedy and grabbed her father's big hand, "Fish, eat fish, fish, daddy will cook fish for you."

The little girl also likes the fish cooked by her father.

He kept muttering to himself.

"Okay, since you all like it, I'm so happy. But I have a dinner date tomorrow, so let's do it the day after tomorrow. It's my sister's birthday, so we can do it on that day. How do you think?"

Guo Qilin looked at his sister.

Only then did my sister nod her head repeatedly to show her agreement.

"Fish, fish, eat fish."

Deng Yiling can wait until the day after tomorrow. The little girl can't help but feel greedy and wants to eat fish.

When her father was wondering where to find fish for her late at night, he took out his mobile phone to look through the takeout.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, he accidentally made it want to eat it too.

The thought made him realize the instant he ate it, He He seemed to be a complete combination of himself and his wife in this respect.

They all love to eat.

Wait, not only her and her wife, but her sister is almost there.

It is true that people from the same family would not enter the same door.

"He He, try some and see which one tastes good."

The little girl is young, only three years old, almost four, but she knows how to order takeout.

I often watch my parents point out that I have learned it.

I gave her the phone and immediately poked the screen with my little finger, "Eat this, this is big fish, the bones of big fish can also be eaten by dogs."

"You don't forget anyone."

"Hehe, I want to eat this. It looks delicious."

The little girl pointed at another dish.

Guo Qilin, Deng Ziqi and Deng Yiling looked at each other.

She may not be able to read.

The name of this dish is spicy rabbit meat. (End of this chapter)