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

"What, we're going to participate in Huilin Society's street performance? Um, um... can we do it? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Huilin Society issued a joint invitation for a performance, and it is impossible for everyone in the crosstalk industry not to know about it.

Including the actors of Deyun Society, the society is so popular that every move of theirs is attracting much attention.

As a result, when they were suddenly told that they had to attend the event, they immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Zhang Jiunan was fine, but Shang Jiuxi and Wang Jiulong clearly looked unwell.

They know their own abilities well without anyone else's comment.

"You are not mistaken. Master personally called you to go. He also called Li Yuntian and Li Yunjie."

"..."

It was the master who personally named them, and the disciples had no choice but to listen to the master and nod in agreement.

The next second after agreeing, the three of them were in a state of panic backstage, pacing back and forth, not knowing how to face the situation.

They understand that the master is probably training them, and they want to learn from the actors of Huilin Society to improve, but unfortunately they cannot make any progress.

Their talents are limited. Not to mention that they are not as good as Cao Yunjing, even Brother Yue, they are not even close to him.

Most of the disciples who came later were just filling in the numbers and were never properly taught by the master. They were all taught by Teacher Gao on behalf of the master, and at most they were taught something occasionally by the master.

How can a person who comes out like this be good?

So when faced with the big wave of protests, they tried to avoid it as far as possible. Most clubs were trying to do this, but Deyun Club was the only one that remained silent.

Now that they were getting closer, they began to panic.

"What should I do?"

Shang Jiuxi was feeling upset and didn't want to go over there.

"What else can we do? Be prepared and take a quick look at how Huilinshe is going to land."

Several people were in the small theater, reading the news released by Huilin Society.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t watch it, you will find that the stuff this time is very powerful.

It actually completely reformed the layout of a theater.

Let the audience become mobile, and after entering, they can freely choose actors to listen to crosstalk.

This is incredible to people today.

So within just a short while after the news was released, there were already blockbuster videos and marketing accounts broadcasting it, and it spread widely, with the highest number of views reaching millions.

It seemed as if everyone was marveling at the incredibleness of Huilinshe and questioning whether it could succeed.

However, there are also some people who support it.

Because in the beginning, it seemed incredible to people that crosstalk could enter small theaters and sell tickets, but later people got used to it and took it for granted. Now Huilin is just making the same breakthrough.

If the breakthrough is successful, the pattern of crosstalk will indeed change.

"This is really a big problem. Let's go ask Li Yuntian and see what they think."

Several people called to ask for his opinion, but Li Yuntian didn't care at all.

He is from the Yun class of Deyun Society. Although he is not very popular, his abilities are quite good.

Both the clapper talk and the running words are very good.

Compared to their worries, he unexpectedly wanted to go and give it a try. Among his many fellow apprentices, he was the only one who had never set foot in Huilin Society.

After understanding his thoughts, several people could only wait silently to see what the situation would be like.

And it’s fast as well.

The message sent out on the same day was processed and tickets were sold the next day, and the trial would begin the day after tomorrow.

They have already invited people from Ting Yun Xuan and De Yun Society, so it will be a great occasion.

However, Guo Qilin had no time to watch it. He was in a hurry to finish his play, so he had to leave after staying at home for two days.

However, as luck would have it, on the last day his most beloved daughter fell ill.

In December, the weather was already very cold, and it was windy in Yanjing from time to time. If she wasn't careful, the little girl would catch a cold and have a fever.

Even if you see a doctor and take medicine, you still need to rest for a while.

"He He, you are already a grown-up girl. You know how to take your own medicine. I will reward you with delicious food tomorrow, but you need to get a good night's sleep now."

In the room, Guo Qilin was taking care of his daughter.

My daughter's face was red the whole time and her mental state was listless, which made people feel distressed.

Lying on the bed, He He looked at her father. She knew that her father would leave tomorrow and had been very busy.

"Dad~"

A soft voice called out.

Guo Qilin answered softly, "What's wrong?"

"You're not leaving~"

"But the flight for tomorrow has already been booked."

Hearing these words, it was as if a valve was opened. The rosy-cheeked little girl began to cry loudly despite her already uncomfortable body.

Tears rolled down her eyes, which were as beautiful as her mother's.

"Ah~ah~"

The child kept crying, and Guo Qilin felt heartbroken. He sat down beside the bed, wrapped him in clothes and picked him up.

He patted her and coaxed her, and the little girl's head automatically leaned on her father's chest, but her tears never stopped and she couldn't stop them even if she wanted to.

There was quite a bit of movement.

Deng Ziqi and Deng Yiling all ran over to see, including the big yellow dog bread.

Seeing the scene before my eyes, I felt very sad.

It seemed like this happened to her every year. It was because she was usually very careless and would get into trouble or do something without paying attention. This time she caught a cold and felt uncomfortable.

"Be good, Daddy won't leave. Stay for a few more days and take He He to buy some delicious food."

The little girl is six years old and is growing very fast, but she is actually not a little girl yet.

After she started crying, she couldn't listen to anyone's words and just kept crying. Her face was wet with tears.

The father had no choice but to let the girl cry for a few minutes and then coax her for a few minutes. However, the little girl calmed down on her own after a while while nestling in her father's arms.

When people are most uncomfortable, they just want to stay in a familiar and comfortable place. For her, the most comfortable place is her father's arms.

So I cried myself to sleep.

Seeing her asleep, Guo Qilin felt relieved. He put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and quietly left.

There were two ugly faces when they exited.

Being a father is the most tiring thing when a child is sick, but Deng Yiling and Deng Ziqi are just as worried, especially when a child cries, which always touches the softest part of an adult's heart.

Of course, the premise is not that the crying is caused by getting into trouble.

"Let her sleep well."

"What about tomorrow?"

"No big deal, just wait a day or two. I'll have someone take care of the announcement first."

How could Guo Qilin be determined to leave when his daughter was crying like this? Not to mention not leaving, he even wished she was by his side.

So I went out and made a phone call, asking the crew to stop progress.

While he was on the phone, Deng Ziqi stood at the door silently, watching He He's face sleeping peacefully. She watched for five or six minutes before she reluctantly closed the door and went to her husband.

"Did it take too long for you?"

"No, how can it be considered delayed for my daughter? Besides, I can take my daughter to the theater in a few days."

"Oh~ It's not easy to take care of a child. I don't know what to do without you."

When it comes to raising children, Deng Ziqi always thinks he is not good at it.

She is not a good parent, and the same is true for Guo Qilin, because being a parent is a lifelong learning course, and it is not enough to just raise a child until he or she poops.

The couple was lost in thought. Deng Yiling, sitting next to them, felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward. She looked like she had married in with her sister and had always been entangled in this family. But who could blame her for liking He He so much?

He He has the shadow of her sister and brother-in-law. Such a young girl, the more you look at her, the more you love her. But the sicker she is, the more broken her heart becomes.

"Brother-in-law, I'll make something delicious for He He tomorrow."

"Okay, but it depends on whether his condition improves, otherwise she won't have much appetite."

The night passed.

The three people at home didn't sleep well. They couldn't help but pay attention to He He's movements, fearing that she would wake up and cry in the middle of the night.

For a moment, they felt as if they were back to the time when He He was still a baby.

When I was a baby, I had to get up in the middle of the night to drink milk.

Not only did her parents get tired, but her aunt was even more tired.

Fortunately, the night was uneventful.

There was no movement.

At eight o'clock the next day, the little girl woke up from the bed in a daze. Her illness was not completely cured, but she felt a little better.

I immediately remembered something and wanted to see if my dad had left. However, before my feet touched my shoes, my dad walked into the room.

Seeing her father, He He felt a little more relieved, and her little face, which had been crying yesterday, now showed a little smile.

For this smile, Guo Qilin thought it was worth stopping some performances.

People live their whole lives in this world not just for their families.

"Dad~"

"Well, are you feeling better?"

"A little better."

"How much is a little? Hurry up and get dressed, it's time to have breakfast."

Guo Qilin washed his daughter's face, wiped her hands, and brushed her teeth.

After brushing his teeth and eating a few mouthfuls of the multi-grain porridge made by his aunt, he suddenly spoke.

"I want to eat glutinous rice balls."

"What kind of dumplings?"

“There’s meat in it.”

"Oh my~ Oh my~" This sentence made the old mother Deng Ziqi almost go to heaven, "Sure enough, He He and I are on the same page. I'll go get it for He He. Let me cook a few for He He to try first, okay?"

"it is good."

They are happy to have a little girl at home, and she is always the source of their emotions.

After another day, He He's condition improved so much that he could jump around again and wanted to visit his grandfather's horse farm.

There were a lot of ponies whose hair she had permed, and she was very curious about what had happened to them. There was also a group of dogs, especially those puppies, which had grown into big dogs.

"Don't worry, let's go to Grandpa's tomorrow. Let's go to the small theater with Dad today."

It has been delayed for a day or two, and Guo Qilin doesn't mind the delay, so today he wants to take the children to see the joint land designed by Shaobing before.

I've been taking care of my daughter recently, and I haven't been to the company or the theater. I need to go check it out.

He He had no complaints about going to the theater and took the initiative to run to the car and fasten her seat belt.

As long as I can be with my dad, it doesn't matter where I go.

As for her mother and aunt, now that the little girl has recovered from her illness, they also need to go to their own studios to take care of things.

We drove all the way to the small theater.

Guo Qilin found that there were a lot of people at the noon show today. Apart from the paparazzi who were waiting there as usual, the audience checked their tickets in groups to enter the venue.

When they entered and took a look, all the audience were dumbfounded.

It was no longer a small theater, the auditorium had completely turned into a wide ground.

They didn't expect that the table would become so big without the chairs.

"What exactly does Huilinshe want to do? I've heard about joint land allocation before, but what does joint land allocation mean?"

"Not sure, let's wait and see, it's almost half past two."

"Eh? It looks like they provide water and snacks here."

"Really? That's new."

Because the venue was empty, the audience didn't know what to do for a moment after being led in, but when they heard that food was for sale, many people went over.

Of course these foods are not free. If they were, their small theater would not make any profit.

But tea is free.

Besides, there are places to rest. There are chairs provided at the edge, and people can also go to other areas to rest.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I would like to talk about the changes we have made this time."

Shaobing has a loud voice. He stood on the stage and started speaking, and then countless eyes came to him.

"Today, actors from three clubs will be performing downstairs. Friends, you can go wherever you like. By the way, if you have any questions, you can find the relevant personnel here."

To put it simply, the audience is full of freshness, and the emotional Huilin Society is about to return to the state of the catwalk.

Isn't this kind of performance just like the comparison between peers on Tianqiao?
Whoever performs well makes money, and whoever performs poorly loses money.

After the introduction of the sesame cake, the time has come.

The three pairs of people from Huilin Society, Tingyunxuan and Deyun Society stood in their respective planned white circle positions to perform one after another.

Seeing that the actors were there, the three hundred audience members walked around and chose the actors to watch.

Soon three groups of people were formed.

But the crowd was not stable. Some were strolling back and forth, some looked at this one and then that one, and some took a few glances and then went to buy food.

Few could stand, and few spoke without excitement.

"The crosstalk of Huilin Society is going to change. It has come up with this form."

"It reminds me of temple fair performances. Temple fairs seem to have the same feeling. You can actually eat and watch at the same time."

"Can I give a reward too?"

"Can I give you a reward with food?"

The crowd was noisy and chaotic. The actors performed in a white circle without a microphone and relied solely on their voices.

If your voice can't keep up, it's easy to discourage the crowd, which is a physical job for an actor.

Seeing this scene, Guo Qilin, who entered the theater with his daughter, became excited. He didn't expect Brother Bing and Brother Luan to do such a good job.

"Let's go and find uncles and uncles with dad."

When they arrived backstage, Luan Yunping and Shaobing explained specific precautions to the actors and how to replace the performing actors at any time.

When they saw Dalin coming, they immediately gathered around him, and many of them looked at He He.

"He He is here? Are you well?"

"Okay."

"You can eat whatever you want. If there's nothing, ask the uncles to buy it for you."

The daughter of the boss was pampered by a group of people and was soon taken away to play by the hostess in charge of logistics.

"How's the atmosphere? It's the noon session now. We'll start the live broadcast in the evening session." Shaobing said.

Guo Qilin nodded and raised a question, "What if we encounter a famous actor? Aren't there several main members of the club coming to perform at night? Are there enough security?"

"It's in place. Besides, since we drew a circle, the audience shouldn't be crazy enough to cross it."

"It's not certain at that moment. Anything could happen. The security personnel around quietly added a few more people."

"No problem." (End of chapter)