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

Chapter 524 Zhang Jiuling and Yang He have a conflict!

"I'll treat you to steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork, braised duck, braised chicken, bacon, pork belly, dried meat, sausages..."

Curtain call session.

Zhang Jiuling stood on the stage and asked some students to show off their skills.

More than one.

Up to now, there are still about twenty of them distributed in theaters. Now Guo Qilin and others are performing all over the country. Some of their students can take up the role and perform well.

Wait until the display is almost complete.

Zhang Jiuling and Yang Jiulang sang a little song to end today's performance.

At the moment it ended, no one in the audience wanted to leave, and they all came over to take pictures and ask for autographs.

Today's Zhang Jiuling is not the Zhang Jiuling of the past. She has been active in variety shows and has some fame.

Therefore, his performances in small theaters are also very popular.

Only after finishing all the work did the two of them go backstage with their master to rest and chat for a while.

Most of the topics discussed were about the development of Huilin Society.

When talking about the future shows, Guo Degang was deeply moved. Dalin was determined to perform crosstalk and promote celebrities.

One year of development can’t go wrong.

"Hey, come here for a moment."

After staying backstage for a while, seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, the fat man Yang Hetong suddenly greeted Zhang Jiuling and Yang Jiulang.

The two people didn't understand what was going on, so they looked at each other and slowly went out to the backstage with him, and stood in the corridor to talk about things.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiuling was curious. What could be so mysterious and have to be kept secret from his master?

"What else is wrong? Didn't you see Master's appearance? It's so pitiful. He was our Master who taught us and raised us. He has been haggard recently and suffered from insomnia many times because he kept thinking about Dalin."

Guo Degang is now in his fifties, but he looks older than anyone else, especially in his mentality. Sometimes he would stare blankly, which naturally made his disciples feel uncomfortable.

The tone was rather aggressive, as if Yang Hetong was blaming them for not caring about their master, and even his promise just now was perfunctory.

He was quite aggressive, and Zhang Jiuling was also aggressive in his heart, but he just didn't express it.

No matter what, he is my senior.

Yang Hetong turned his head to look in the direction of the backstage. When he thought about how his master kept looking at the photos of Dalin and He He when he went home before, he had even more to say.

"Can I help Master?"

"What do you want to accomplish?" Yang Jiulang knew it in his heart, but he asked specifically, pretending to be half confused.

"Persuade Dalin to get shares, persuade Dalin to form an alliance, and by the way, persuade Dalin to bring He He to see the master. The master would be so happy if he saw them. Wouldn't it be a happy ending for the master and the disciple to reconcile? Now that Huilin Society and Deyun Society are both on the rise, it can be a happy ending."

Zhang Jiuling in front could tolerate it, it wasn’t too much.

The last sentence is spoken.

The situation has changed drastically.

The emotions and anger in his heart piled up layer by layer, and his eyes stared straight at Yang Hetong.

Yang He was also from the He family and arrived not too late. In 08, he served as the captain of the youth team and had contact with Guo Qilin for quite some time.

Logically, one would understand what happened to the former young master, but he was too close to his master and his mistress.

If Luan Yunping is the housekeeper of the huge company Deyunshe, busy all day long, he is a bit like the housekeeper of the master and his wife's lives.

Worry about the little everyday things.

His master and his mistress would also be present to perform Peking Opera and drum music, which caused his heart to completely turn away because of how difficult and painful it was to keep seeing them.

However, they completely ignored Dalin's original experience, including the time when he almost died, could not take any work, and was forced to kneel down.

I just want everyone to be happy.

Zhang Jiuling didn't care about anything and said, "Then do you know why Dalin didn't accept it?"

"why?"

"Da Lin almost died outside because of his master and his mistress!!!"

Words burst out.

Zhang Jiuling was furious, maybe what he said was a bit too much, he didn't die outside, but it was almost the same. If he hadn't become famous for singing, he would have had no future no matter how much money his brothers and sisters raised.

How can it not be a state of putting someone to death?

But the words were not finished.

"If Dalin was an outsider and a traitor, we wouldn't say anything, but he is our brother and the son of our master. He has done nothing wrong and there is no problem with his character.

But have you ever seen a father treat his son like this? And everyone is happy? Now we are all happy in Huilin Society. Not only that, we are looking forward to the annual meeting every day when Dalin will perform with us for money. "

Zhang Jiuling's words instantly made Yang Hetong speechless, and his face turned pale and blue.

Seeing that Zhang Jiuling was about to say something, Yang Jiulang carefully tried to stop him. If he didn't stop him, the conflict might have completely erupted.

"No, this..."

Yang Hetong has seen his master go through so many hardships in recent years, and he has completely changed into a different person. He wanted to find some words to make up for his master, but he just couldn't.

Wrong to a certain extent.

It’s because what the master did was a bit unacceptable. Just now, seeing that the master was in pain, I felt warmed up and wanted to talk to them.

The result was that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

Yang Jiulang doesn't want to ruin the relationship between his fellow apprentices, so currently Huilin Society and Deyun Society are in a state of shallow cooperation.

"Okay Jiu Ling, it's getting late. We should persuade Master to go back and rest. If you're hungry, let's go have some midnight snack together."

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zhang Jiuling dissipated some of his anger, turned around and went back to talk to his master, and after a few words he had the idea of ​​leaving.

Then they were decisively escorted to the car, and then they each went home.

However, they, the apprentices, did not know that Guo Degang heard all the simple words they just said.

It wasn't that Zhang Jiuling's angry voice was too loud, it was that he paid special attention to it.

Unexpectedly, a conflict arose between the fellow disciples.

It was because of the conflict caused by trying to persuade Dalin that he felt extremely guilty. He thought that his reputation among his disciples was not bad, otherwise why would he let his disciples persuade Dalin? It turned out that they had already become disappointed with him because of his actions.

He turned around and glanced at Yang Hetong.

Yang Hetong sat in the co-pilot seat without saying a word. Zhang Jiuling's words irritated him, and the knot in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

He wanted to do good for his master and his mistress, but found that he couldn't. Dalin had no reason to accept anything in Deyun Society.

Even so, he still wanted to persuade them, his heart was already on his master and his mistress, but he estimated that if he went to persuade them, everyone would scold him.

"What's wrong Hetong? Is there something wrong?"

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Yang Hetong turned sideways and looked at his master, "Nothing, I just think Dalin's industry is very good, and I feel a little emotional."

"That's true, but He Tong, you don't have to hide it from me. I heard everything you said when you went out just now, clearly."

A little thump.

When the disciple's heart was pounding, the master knew what Jiuliang meant when he heard it. Wouldn't this make the master resist him?
There is nothing wrong between the brothers, they just have different biases.

"Master, I..."

"It's okay, everything is normal. On the contrary, I think Jiu Ling is right. It was my fault for restricting Dalin's resources. I almost killed my own child. I can't forgive myself. But they don't know that I hoped he would come back at that time."

Guo Degang tried to explain himself, but unfortunately no one listened. If someone did, he would definitely refute him. If he went back, Dalin would probably die a more miserable death and spend his whole life paving the way for Wang Hui's son. "Master, what should we do in the future? Do we still need to persuade the alliance? It seems that everyone rejects it."

"I will persuade you, even if I have to be thick-skinned, because if Dalin of Deyun Society doesn't care, there won't be many years left. I will persuade you for years to come."

Sighing, Guo Degang could only wait silently for Dalin to come back, and persuading him and compensating him would be his goal for the rest of his life.

It’s because I did too many things in the first half of my life.

At the same time, Guo Qilin had no idea what was happening, and he had no idea that Jiu Ling was angry because of him.

He was still performing outside with his team, and now they had come to their second stop, Hu Nan, the location of their branch.

The commercial performance will be held at Mango Pavilion in Changsha, Hunan.

This venue is a big hit and its capacity is probably between 3000 and 8000 people.

The charging method is very interesting. It is divided into three levels according to the number of spectators: 3000, 5000 and 8000.

Guo Qilin is holding an event this time for 8000 people, and it was quite troublesome to apply for approval, as he had to go to the city.

In terms of security, a series of plans were specially formulated, and even the local authorities provided a lot of guidance.

But if the number is no more than 5000, there is no need to apply for approval from the city.

Guo Qilin also thought so, to save some trouble, but Yan Hexiang insisted on doing it this way.

Because he knew too well that there were so many audiences who wanted to see Dalin and listen to his crosstalk.

Five thousand people are simply not enough.

Late April.

At six o'clock in the evening at Changsha Mango Restaurant, a large crowd of people gathered there.

It is a bit troublesome to get to this place. There is no direct subway or bus, so you need to walk for a while or drive here.

Even so, there were still many people and media who came early.

When the ticket checking channel opened, groups of people began to pour in.

It was only six fifty.

The venue with a capacity of 8,000 was 90% occupied, with very few empty seats remaining.

It won't be long before it's 100% filled.

"This stop is a big one. It's been a while since I performed crosstalk on a big stage. I'm afraid I'll have to put in a lot of effort tonight."

Concerts in large venues are okay, the atmosphere is there.

Telling crosstalk is different, every word needs to be delivered to the audience's ears, so Guo Qilin couldn't help but say it.

"It's not like you haven't held one before?" Yan Hexiang said. Dalin once held a venue for tens of thousands of people in Wukesong, and the number of people there was much larger than this.

"I haven't talked for a long time. I still need to take a break."

Two people were talking and chatting happily backstage, when suddenly the assistant, Feng Zhaoyang, He Jiuhua and others came over quickly with a lot of things in their hands.

The food and drinks cost several hundred yuan.

I can't get through the night without eating something.

"How about it? See if there is anything missed?" Feng Zhaoyang said.

In the crosstalk world, Guo Qilin is his senior brother, and at the same time he is also the owner of the troupe. If the owner wants to eat, he has to buy it. Besides, he doesn't spend his own money, but the owner treats him.

Guo Qilin looked through the bag and found that he had bought almost all the snacks in Changsha.

Braised pig's trotters, sugar-coated rice cakes, flavored shrimps, sauced duck, plus some delicious dishes.

Seeing that they were so popular, Guo Qilin loved them so much that he started to eat them wherever he went.

It’s also because the food they had in the hotel tonight wasn’t that good, so they had to rely on these to satisfy their cravings.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's prepare the opening actors and eat first."

"Is nothing going to happen?"

"What could possibly happen? Eating something won't hurt your throat. Don't delay. Eat now."

There is still an hour before I go on stage, which is enough time for me to eat.

A few people were eating when Guo Qilin took out his cell phone and found that his wife had called him via video. He was about to answer the call but suddenly realized something and stopped his finger in mid-air. He then stood up, wiped his mouth, and walked outside frantically.

It looked like his wife's cell phone, but he knew it was definitely his daughter and that she wouldn't disturb him at this moment.

When he picked up the video, it was indeed his lovely little girl.

If she sees it, she will probably pester her mother to buy it for her.

The more you like to eat, the more you will understand how much your daughter likes to eat and how she can't resist the temptation.

"Dad~"

He He called out affectionately, smiling brightly.

"What's wrong He He? Is there anything happy?"

"Mom and aunt will take me out to eat some food later. Is Dad eating?"

"You still care about me? Don't worry, your dad won't starve. Thank you, my girl."

"How long will Dad be back?"

"It's still early. We just left a few days ago." Guo Qilin said again, "Are we going out right now?"

"Well, I prepared food for the dog."

"Good boy, hurry up and clean up. Don't call daddy on video. Daddy is busy. I'll call you later."

"Goodbye dad."

After hanging up the video call, Guo Qilin hurried back to the backstage to continue eating. It was good to have a little girl. Even if she went out to eat, she would call him via video to report.

"Dalin, this is delicious." Yan Hexiang said suddenly.

"Really? Let me try it."

I not only bought snacks, but also pastries, and occasionally found some good ones.

"Sure, when the tour is over, I'll bring it to my daughter."

Although it was called a tour, Guo Qilin understood that it was just going out to find delicious food for his daughter and wife.

Not much time.

When it was almost time for them to go on stage, a pair of actors from Huilin Society came on stage and performed a crosstalk to open the show.

Another twenty minutes passed.

Guo Qilin had neither eaten nor drunk anything. He changed into a gown and prepared to go on stage with Yan Hexiang. He was very interested in today's crosstalk performance.

The branch here has gradually developed a lot of local fans, and made them realize the goodness of Huilinshe crosstalk.

Because of this, commercial performances here require more effort and more gifts.

"Next, please enjoy the crosstalk "My School Days"! Performers Guo Qilin and Yan Hexiang, please welcome them with applause."

The host announced and left the stage.

The venue with 8,000 people was packed, and the crowd was visibly floating and excited.

To them, Huilinshe's Guo Qilin is no longer just a crosstalk artist. His original movies were more popular, and he hasn't sung or written songs for a long time, and people almost forget that he is a singer.

(End of this chapter)