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

The two theaters merged into one lively venue.

The sound could not be suppressed at all.

Guo Qilin felt that even a concert with tens of thousands of people was not as noisy as today's live broadcast, and it was almost out of control.

No matter how you talk, you just keep going.

Everyone was shouting and singing and saying the names of their favorite songs.

Turning around and looking at the Ting Yunxuan audience on the big screen behind me, the situation captured by the camera over there was no worse than that here.

Nothing can be done.

"Okay, no problem. Let's sing one more song, and then we can all chat together. It's so hard to get connected."

Seeing that Guo Qilin agreed, the two venues were satisfied, and then they were quiet together to listen to him sing a song "As Wish".

Among the songs released, it is also very popular.

After finishing the song, he spoke again decisively amid the applause.

"Let's make a brief introduction first so that everyone can get familiar with each other and listen to Yunxuan to see if he has any good talents to show off."

In a word, Cao Yunjing's inner emotions overflowed.

Ting Yunxuan's reputation is not as big as the recently emerged Huilinshe, mainly because Dalin is powerful.

Dalin asked them to introduce themselves or show their talents first, which means that he wanted the audience to know them and understand them.

Once we get to know each other better, we will be able to perform crosstalk much better.

After all, Ting Yunxuan is far behind in terms of exposure.

In appreciation of Dalin’s kindness, Cao Yunjing has no other way to repay him. In the future, he can only give more red envelopes to the little girl and then send his people over immediately.

"Come on, the owner of Huilin Society has said so, you should perform well, do you have any talent?"

People who can tell crosstalk are not stupid and they all understand the opportunity.

One after another, they came forward to perform, and were seen by more than 8,000 people here through the screen.

There are more than 8,000 people. There must be people filming it. Once it is posted online, more people will watch it.

Performed several times.

Many people were surprised.

"Of course, Ting Yunxuan is good at this. He is much better than the current Deyun Club."

"Well, what good does Deyun Society have now? Most of the people have left."

"Even if the Yun and He classes are taught by Cao Yunjing, then the actors trained by Cao Yunjing will naturally not be bad."

……

It was demonstrated one after another, and the audiences were impressed if they liked it. Even a layman could see the skills at a glance.

It’s the same with Guo Qilin, they both show off to each other.

Seeing that it was almost time, Cao Yunjing came up with an idea and said with his mobile phone, "How about we sing A Great West Chamber from a distance?"

"Great." Guo Qilin couldn't be happier. Not only was he happy, but the audience was too. They didn't expect there could be such interaction.

"We sing Ten Unsatisfied Things, and you sing Four Joys."

Not for a while.

Guo Qilin called everyone out in the venue, and then they sang together.

"A bright moon shines on the West Chamber, and the young beauties Yingying and Hongniang invite Zhang Sheng to the banquet for the third time. No one jumps over the flower wall when he looks around. At the fifth drum, the lady learns of the news, and Yingying is tortured with a flower stick to interrogate Xiaohongniang..."

After Huilinshe finished singing "Ten Buxian", the audience including the actors all looked at the big screen.

I saw Ting Yunxuan taking the lead from Cao Yunjing to sing Fa Sixi.

"My sister is embroidering sachets in her room, and she has embroidered various people in the West Wing. On one side is Miss Cui, and on the other side is Scholar Zhang..."

The two societies sang a little song from a distance.

The atmosphere is fantastic.

There were undoubtedly smiles on the faces of thousands of people.

Compared with the gap with Deyun Society, Huilin Society and Tingyunxuan are almost as close as one club.

Sang for more than ten minutes.

It was time for the two venues to bow out.

They bowed together and left the stage.

The actors bowed and left the stage, and the audience could no longer sit still. They stood up from their seats and went to the side of the stage to give gifts.

There were quite a few people coming to the venue, which could accommodate 8,000 people.

Hundreds of people gathered in an instant.

The actors received so many flowers and gifts that they couldn't handle them all, and even the host had to come over to help.

I almost forgot what I was doing while helping out, so I quickly added a sentence.

"Thank you all for coming. Today's performance ends here. Please leave in an orderly manner."

After saying that, the host hurried to receive the gifts as he was too busy.

Although she was not from Huilin Society, no one could help her at this critical moment.

Finally, they thanked the audience and everyone went down to check the gifts, only to find they were piled up like a small mountain.

You don’t need to count to know there are at least hundreds of them.

"I didn't expect the audience here to be so enthusiastic. They're obviously looking forward to our coming." He Jiuhua was exhausted from receiving the gifts. While speaking, he poured himself some water and made a glass for Dalin.

Taking the water, Guo Qilin said proudly, "It shows that our branch is doing well and has attracted a bunch of local audiences. In this case, we should open more branches until the whole country knows about us."

"Sure, I'll suggest a place. Let's go to Shaanxi. I've performed there before. It's just as good and the noodles are delicious."

Feng Zhaoyang was very excited. He had been to that place before and had some impression of it.

"Shaanxi, are we going to Xi'an?"

"more or less."

Guo Qilin shook his head, looking speechless.

Deyun Society once had a branch there, and Zhang Yunlei performed there with good results, but it closed down after a while.

Maybe it’s because the theater and personnel were not arranged properly.

But there is another factor.

That is, the Qingqu Society and the Deyun Society do not get along well.

If they were not on good terms, then if Deyun Society went over to open a show, it would be stealing their business, so there was a period of time when they were openly fighting for a long time.

Of course Guo Qilin didn't want to open a business there, not because he wanted to steal business, nor because he had no conflict with Qingqu Society.

I mainly think that I can go somewhere else and choose one with higher traffic.

For example, first-tier cities.

After all, a theater must be profitable to be effective. When they opened one in Shaanxi, they did not have many favorable conditions.

However, Yan Hexiang didn't think so.

He was unexpectedly interested in what Feng Zhaoyang proposed. His master had no friends in the crosstalk world, but Guo Qilin was different. Qingqu Society might not necessarily welcome him.

As long as there is no conflict, it is easier to drive there than to go to a first-tier city.

It takes a lot to take root in first-tier cities.

But he did not explain it at the first time. He is just considering it now. Whether it will succeed or not needs to wait until they finish the tour. After the tour, they still have to go overseas, so they have to wait until July to confirm the branch.

After today's performance, Huilinshe will continue to perform in other cities.

But it had only been two or three days since I left Hu Nan.

The video and news about the remote connection between Huilinshe and Tingyunxuan became popular.

First of all, the format is fresh. Second, the close relationship between the two class owners is visible to the naked eye, and it is something worth promoting.

Not to mention singing The West Chamber together, the atmosphere was extremely good.

It’s enough for fans to talk about it and make them happy.

They are all people who have retired from the society. It is not easy for them to get to where they are today.

But fans were paying attention to the performance, while Deng Ziqi, as a wife at home, was paying attention to her husband singing his own song "Bubble" on stage. At home, she held her phone to watch the video taken by fans, in which he almost sang the whole song, which was very beautiful.

The style and rhythm have a different feel.

Why did she prefer the song "Bubble" sung by him? It was because he put a lot of effort into the adaptation and emotions, and it really touched her heart.

Just so in love.

"He He, come and watch your dad sing a song."

Deng Ziqi liked her father to a certain extent and asked his daughter to come and see her father.

He He was drawing at home. As soon as her mother called her, she came over to watch her father.

After reading it, he continued to run to the side to draw.

As if completing the mission.

"Why are you drawing again? Don't you miss your dad? I miss my mom too."

"I miss my dad."

He He lay on the table and drew while answering loudly, "But Dad said he won't be back so soon. There's no point in thinking about it."

"..."

Deng Ziqi raised his eyebrows and looked at He He seriously. He felt that children had grown up inadvertently and could actually say such mature words.

"He He, how old are you?"

"Six years old."

“Bigger than mommy.”

The mother wanted to tease her on purpose, but the little girl refused to give in. "No, mom is older than me. She is obviously thirty..."

There was one number left unsaid, and He He suddenly realized that her mother's eyes were deliberately widening, as if something terrible would happen if she said another word.

The six-year-old child, who hangs out with his father all day, is quite smart. He immediately lowered his head and started drawing without saying anything.

Change a sentence.

"Mom is seven."

"Hahahaha! You're so much like your dad. You only know how to say nice things to me. Mommy loves you so much."

Deng Ziqi immediately ran over and hugged his daughter who was drawing. He He looked helpless and could only be hugged. After that, she continued to draw.

When I was painting, I still missed my father very much.

Dad is really happy at home. He can play everywhere and eat delicious food everywhere.

Not only did she think so, Deng Ziqi did too. It was not easy to raise a daughter alone.

I can only sit down again and watch my husband’s latest video.

Just as I was watching, the doorbell suddenly rang and my sister came over.

"Sister, He He, let's eat fried chicken today. I bought it specially."

Deng Yiling brought some delicious food, and Deng Ziqi and He He immediately forgot everything and only wanted to eat.

In a short while, not only the fried chicken was ready, but several other dishes were also prepared.

"Video call dad. Video call dad."

Whenever there is something delicious, the daughter will definitely tell her father. The desire to show off is something that cannot be eradicated.

"No need, your father probably eats better than us, let's talk after we finish eating."

"Call dad."

The little girl went to get her mother's cell phone by herself and called her father without saying a word.

It’s a pity that the video call didn’t go through this time.

It was already past seven in the evening. Guo Qilin was having a performance and had already gone on stage.

"Look, Dad didn't answer the phone. He's working. Don't bother him. Come over to eat first. We're eating late today."

Seeing that his father didn't answer, He He sighed, a look of regret on his little face, and he could only walk to the dining table to eat first.

"No." Deng Ziqi frowned and looked at his sister. "I find that she is becoming more and more mature recently. Who did she learn this from? Just a little expression and a little action."

"do not know."

My sister also doesn’t understand the changes in children.

Until the next second He He said, "Mom."

"what happened?"

"How soon can we go see Dad?"

After these words came out, Deng Ziqi had a bright smile on his face, and it seemed that we knew who he learned this from.

She learned this from her father. She is a real Yanjing girl.

Gradually I began to master the dialect.

Although his father is not from Yanjing, he spent the most time in Yanjing.

"He He, can you speak Tianjin dialect?"

Children always learn and imitate inadvertently. The little girl thought for a moment and said in the tone of her grandfather: "Jianbing Guozi~"

"Hahaha! Your pronunciation this time is not correct. Go back and ask your grandfather to learn. Now I will teach you Cantonese."

Seeing that his daughter was about to become a Yanjing girl, Deng Ziqi did not give up teaching her some Cantonese.

Her father is a good speaker and can speak any dialect, so the little girl is willing to learn it and it's not a big problem.

While they were eating, the doorbell suddenly rang. Deng Ziqi hurried over to open the door with a pair of fried chicken wings in his hand. Suddenly he realized that this was not a good idea, so he put them down and ran over again.

When the door opened, I found it was my master's wife.

The master's wife was holding a box of stewed beef with potatoes and braised pork.

"What about eating? Dalin isn't home, who's going to cook?"

Seeing what the master's wife was holding, Deng Ziqi's eyes were fixed on it, and he ran over quickly like a fool.

"Sometimes my sister does it."

"Come, eat. If you want to eat something in the future, call me and I'll bring it to you when it's ready. Dalin is not here, so you three girls should take good care of yourselves."

Hearing what his master's wife said, Deng Ziqi was deeply moved, as was Deng Yiling who came over with him.

But it feels like their brother-in-law has abandoned them at home, leaving them to fend for themselves.

"Master's wife, let's eat together. He He, go get the bowls and chopsticks for grandma."

After agreeing, He He quickly ran to the kitchen to get something, and then two more delicious dishes were added to the table at home.

Even though my sister can cook, she doesn’t necessarily have to make a sumptuous meal every day because it is difficult.

What the master's wife brought was different, it looked delicious.

Whether it is the aroma of the braised pork or the taste of the beef, it is super delicious.

After taking a few bites and eating a mouthful of rice, Deng Yiling couldn't help but glance at Bai Huimin.

"Auntie, did you do this?"

"How could that be? It was made by He He's grandfather." Bai Huimin could only cook simple dishes and had no talent in cooking. It was not her fault. The main reason was that Yu Qian had never let her do anything since they got married.

"By the way." Bai Huimin looked at the equally beautiful girl in front of her, "Don't call me auntie anymore. From now on, you can call me Master's Wife. I'm used to hearing this name."

"???"

Deng Yiling was stunned for a moment while eating.

My sister calls this woman "Master's Wife" because her brother-in-law does so, so as a wife, I should naturally follow suit, without making any distinction between you and me. But isn't it a bit wrong for me to follow suit and call her that?
Something is wrong. Absolutely wrong.
Bai Huimin smiled kindly, not intentionally teasing the girl. It was mainly because they were a family and they all called her "Master's Wife" for the sake of unity. The sudden appearance of a person who taught her aunt seemed a bit strange.

"How about it?"

Deng Yiling held the bowl in her hand and was unable to speak. She felt so embarrassed that she couldn't even scream out.

"Alright, alright, it's alright, call me whatever you want. The main thing is that I like you guys more and more, and I feel lucky to have Dalin know you guys."

"But I don't know how to cook." Deng Ziqi said.

"He is here, so just let him work for you until you are old. His master is like that. In the blink of an eye, I am already over 40 and I am getting old." (End of this chapter)