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

The traffic volume of Huilinshe’s anniversary celebration is huge.

This was something Guo Degang had not expected.

Ten million level.

I remember when he first participated in a singing competition, it was about the same, and it was still the other party's program team that kept promoting it.

Now he can easily reach his anniversary.

Not surprising though.

There were so many actors and singers at the scene, and some of them performed for free. The popularity of the show was incredible.

On the contrary, your own network may not be able to invite so many people.

"Hey~"

Now that he had already seen it, Guo Degang might as well just sit back and wait and see how long they would last.

Who would have thought that the performance would last longer than he expected and was still going on at one in the morning.

But what concerned him more was that some live slicing videos became popular.

This video shows a little girl falling asleep in her seat.

How could it be possible for her to play all night? Normally, going to bed at 11 o'clock is considered late.

So he tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep in his seat.

Not affected by the outside world at all.

No matter how much noise he makes, he won't wake up.

There's nothing we can do. We can't let her sleep here.

Yu Qian quietly slipped out, personally carried her from her seat back to the backstage, and drove her home.

This happened at around ten o'clock, one o'clock in the morning, but it became a video that attracted a lot of attention.

The number of views is increasing rapidly.

But the performance still went on until two in the morning. Guo Qilin needed to test it out and couldn't really perform all night.

"How long is it? It's two in the morning, right? How about we call it a night and do it again tomorrow night."

"No!"

"Perform another one!"

"Let Vice President Luan play one."

The test was fruitless, Guo Qilin smiled bitterly, the current program was no longer on the program list, they could just let whoever they liked to perform.

"Okay, Brother Luan will perform one, right? Let him speak a part. Come on, let's invite the vice president and Shaobing to perform."

One is a beloved disciple and the other is a minor disciple, they love and hate each other. Guo Qilin deliberately arranges them together, which is more interesting.

Hearing someone calling him, Shaobing felt helpless. What else could he do? He could only make do with Brother Luan.

And their performance styles, one chattering and the other pretending to be stunned, have a different flavor after they sang a piece of "Sacrificing Wife and Son".

After performing a crosstalk, Guo Qilin asked the audience if they wanted to hear more answers, so he invited another pair to come up.

This continued until three in the morning when the show at the Beijing Exhibition Center Theater finally ended.

The show was over, but the stars who had arrived were still there. None of them left early and stayed to join in the fun.

Guo Qilin knew that this feeling was not easy.

So take note of it, especially since many people like Mr. Han Hong showed up to help him make the anniversary celebration lively.

But no matter how late it is, you have to go home.

The audience left at three in the morning, and the actors packed up and didn't get home until four in the morning.

Got home and took a look.

My wife is not here. She just came back to send a text message and is now taking care of my sister. She is sick.

He He was sent back home early to sleep, and her grandmother has been with her the whole time. However, Dalin has not come back yet, and Bai Huimin is still awake.

Guo Qilin saw it and said, "It's not easy to be a grandmother. You haven't slept yet? Where's Master?"

"He went back to sleep. Otherwise, who will come over to make breakfast for the little girl tomorrow? We all have to sleep in."

"Go to bed. It's too late."

"I was also excited about the first anniversary celebration. After I came back, I watched all these videos all night. The most popular one was He He. Did you know?"

Guo Qilin leaned over to take a look and found that it was indeed the case. He felt happy but also unwilling.

"She was given a party tonight, but this video has the most viewers. Why?"

"Because the girl is so cute, she's fun even when she's asleep. Okay, let's take a rest."

One night passed.

At dawn the next day, Guo Qilin and others began to catch up on their sleep, and it was impossible to get up until noon.

The little girl He He is different.

He went to bed at around ten o'clock and didn't get up to have breakfast until seven or eight o'clock.

She woke up at eight o'clock, got out of bed in a daze, and saw her grandfather making breakfast for her. She wanted to turn around and run barefoot to call her father.

Yu Qian quickly stopped him, "No need to call your dad, let your dad sleep a little longer, let's eat, and put on your shoes."

"Where's grandma?"

"Like grandma."

"Leave it for Dad and Grandma."

"Of course."

Yu Qian cooked happily, and then watched the girl eat bit by bit with chopsticks. He finally understood why her video was so popular last night.

The combination of Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi is also a combination of their popularity. Is it possible that it is not high?

Plus so pretty and cute.

After breakfast, Yu Qian helped his granddaughter with homework. Doing homework was an arduous period of time. What could a child of this age understand? She kept asking questions and chattering.

After finishing writing, I played until noon.

Guo Qilin finally got up, had lunch, and immediately took his daughter to see his sister.

It is impossible not to go and see my sister when she is sick, especially since my wife is over there and I don’t know what she is doing.

"Mom, aunt, I've come to see you with dad and some bread."

As soon as he came in, He He shouted, and Deng Ziqi was so laughing that he almost died on the spot and reached out to rub his face.

"You brought it here, you're so happy. Look at what you bought? We haven't had lunch yet."

"Didn't you have lunch?" Guo Qilin asked.

"Yes, my sister was sick. She is barely feeling better today."

"Then I'll make something simple. What do you like to eat?"

Even though he had just finished his meal, Guo Qilin had to cook again for his wife and sister.

After all, my sister can’t cook, and the food my wife cooks is edible but not very tasty, so she can only make simple ones.

"My sister is sick, please make some porridge."

Guo Qilin rarely came to his sister's house. He looked for his apron and suddenly turned back to look at him. "That's it?"

"Give me the porridge, and make me some braised chicken wings."

"I knew it."

"I want to eat too, I want to eat too."

When she heard about chicken wings, the little glutton He He didn't forget to eat more after her meal. Chicken wings and chicken legs were always a big temptation to her.

"Eat, feed you all."

At home, lunch was made by the master, otherwise he would have thought of coming over to help them. Now was the perfect time, so he quickly went to the refrigerator and found that his sister had bought a lot of ingredients. When she didn't have any free meals, she definitely didn't treat herself badly.

However, it also completely changed her from a girl with Hong Kong taste to a girl with Tianjin and Beijing taste.

After looking over, I saw Guo Qilin started cooking, and there was some noise while he was cooking.

Sister Deng Yiling vaguely heard the sound in the room, but didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was her sister who did it.

She felt a little uncomfortable and had no strength in her body. She just wanted her sister not to cook anything too complicated and just make some porridge.

I was confused for a while thinking about it.

About twenty minutes later, the door opened and Deng Ziqi came to his sister with a bowl of lukewarm porridge.

Deng Yiling struggled to get up, looked at her sister, then looked at the porridge in the bowl, and found that it was not ordinary white porridge.

There were vegetables and fish in it. She didn't need to taste it, just the smell made her want to eat it. She was already hungry now.

I half stood up, picked up the spoon and took a bite, and found that it tasted so good that it immediately whetted my appetite.

Not only are the vegetables delicious, but the fish meat is also very tender and melts in your mouth with just a sip. There isn't even a single fish bone in the meat.

The meal was very comfortable.

Looking at my sister, tears welled up in my eyes.

"Thank you sister."

Deng Ziqi loved her just as much, and smiled bitterly, "Are you sick and confused? Do you think your sister and I can cook such good porridge?"

Give me a shock.

Deng Yiling’s brain started to work, yes, it’s impossible for me to make such a good one.

"Your brother-in-law is here. He made it for you with great care. Of course, I picked out the fish bones."

Thinking of her brother-in-law, Deng Yiling was still moved and began to be glad that her sister married her, otherwise what would she do in the future.

She had a very good meal.

After eating, continue to sleep for a while.

Deng Ziqi and her daughter started to eat their own food, which was just a bowl of rice and seven or eight braised chicken wings, but they still felt it was delicious.

My husband’s cooking is always the best.

"You didn't work today?"

"Not today."

"In that case, you take care of He He. You don't have to come to my place tonight. The performance videos of other stars and actors from last night were very popular, but she is very popular. One video of hers got a lot of views."

Speaking of this, Deng Ziqi felt full of pride while chewing a chicken wing in his mouth, and by the way, he gave one to the little girl with chopsticks.

"Our daughter is very powerful, do you understand?"

"I know. You gave birth to me."

"I'm leaving now. My daughter will stay with you."

"No, no."

He He, who was also eating, couldn't stand it anymore and quickly chased after him, "I want to go too."

"Still going? Why do you like the gift? I'll bring it back for you. No one will take care of you if you go."

After much persuasion, Guo Qilin left his daughter here and went to the company to take care of his own affairs.

There is a performance at the Beijing Exhibition Center Theater today, and the stalls on both sides cannot be ignored.

Call and ask.

I found that Zhang Helun, Lang Heyan and Li Jiuchun were very good leaders.

However, the streets are indeed a waste of manpower.

Fortunately, they have trained many actors, otherwise there would not be enough.

For example, this is the case with Deyun Society. Logically, Deyun Society should have invited fellow brothers to come. It has such good traffic. Yesterday’s traffic exceeded 10 million, but not a single one came.

It was enough to show that I couldn't leave and was already a little shaky.

If the intensity increases a little more, something might happen.

Just as he was thinking of this, he suddenly received a call in the company. The call was from Yue Yunpeng.

"Brother Yue? Why are you calling? Aren't you busy?"

"Something happened, Dalin!"

"What?" Guo Qilin's mood tightened. He could hit himself, and in such a tone. There must be something seriously wrong with his fellow apprentice.

"Third brother is unlucky again. He went out to eat and accidentally slipped and fell down the stairs."

"On the stairs? Oh my god, is that heavy?"

Guo Qilin couldn't help but say Brother Yue's catchphrase, and couldn't dare to imagine the scene.

Fortunately, Yue Yunpeng comforted him, "The stairs are not too high, but you still need to rest for a month or two. You have injured your muscles and bones."

"Ah~ Such luck."

Guo Qilin was speechless and continued, "He is injured and can't do the job. Who are you going to send? You come?"

"It's impossible for me to come. I'm too stupid to even get in, so how can I be the vice president?"

"Uncle Sun Yue?"

"He can't do it either. I called you because of this. We can't choose a candidate. Everyone is so anxious. Think about who can do it. I am secretly trying to make you pay attention. You and Brother Luan know the actors of the small theater better than I do."

Yue Yunpeng secretly called for help.

He was more familiar with small theatre in 2010, as he was very popular at that time and had been performing in small theatre ever since.

After becoming a big star, he rarely comes to the small theater.

On the contrary, Dalin knew all kinds of actors before he quit the company and knew a lot about them. Brother Luan was even the vice president, so he definitely had a lot of information about them and had certain considerations.

"It's been so many years, and I can't find a candidate. Go find Brother Luan, you don't have to call, I'll go ask."

"If you have a choice, tell me right away."

"rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Qilin took a deep breath and lamented his third brother's luck.

If nothing goes wrong throughout the year, does that mean he is not worthy of the three words "Kong Yunlong", or is it that he cannot suppress these three words?

Without thinking too much, he decisively told Brother Luan about the matter in the company. Luan Yunping was also surprised when she knew about it, and her brows were still furrowed for a long time.

One was the injury of the third brother, and the other was the selection of members for Deyun Society.

Without the vice president, everything would be more difficult. If something goes wrong, it might not work at all.

"How's it going? Who are you looking for?"

"I haven't been back to Deyun Club for a long time."

"Want to go back and take a look?"

"No." Luan Yunping shook his head. He no longer wanted to go back. It would be difficult to face his fellow apprentices' attempts to keep him.

"I think we should let Yang Hetong continue to be the vice president for a while. After all, he has more experience than someone else on short notice."

"Is he okay?"

Guo Qilin knew him too well. Before he quit the company, he was a small housekeeper in the Rose Garden, buying this and that and running around.

After becoming a vice president, his mentality suddenly became inflated and no one wanted to see him.

Brother Luan should know and shouldn’t call him.

"Give it a try. It should be no problem to hold on for two months. Otherwise, who will take over? Wang Jiulong, Zhang Jiunan?"

"That's right." Guo Qilin didn't want Brother Yue and the others to be in a failing company, so he was willing to convey Brother Luan's ideas.

Soon Luan Yunping's idea was passed on to Guo Degang through his apprentice.

After hearing this, Guo Degang fell silent. He didn't want to restart Yang Hetong, but it seemed that Xiao Luan was right.

We need someone to manage the system as soon as possible, and there shouldn't be any mistakes if Yang He is the only one used for the same period of time.

"He Tong, come here for a moment."

Yang Hetong had been staying at his master's house, playing with Guo Fenyang from time to time. He had actually heard the conversation a long time ago, and at this time he pretended to come over with a puzzled look on his face.

"Master."

"Xiao San is in trouble. You know, it's hard to manage him. I'm going to hand over the power to you temporarily. Otherwise, I'll be exhausted if I have to look after him alone."

Yang Hetong was so excited that he nodded repeatedly.

"Let me be frank with you. Do your job well and seriously. If the actors are dissatisfied or have any mistakes, you can go to the Northeast to stay there permanently."

"..."

There was a click, and Yang Hetong was startled.

Being stationed in the Northeast for a long time means that you can't return to Yanjing for a few days a year, which is equivalent to being exiled.

I don't want to end up like this even if I die.

"Or should I ask Li Yunjie to come?"

After finishing speaking, Guo Degang still hesitated and said something in a low voice. Yang Hetong didn't know what his master was whispering in a low voice, but he instinctively sensed the danger and made his promise again.

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best." (End of this chapter)