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

"Sigh, let's go, let them do whatever they want. What am I afraid of at my age?"

After Wang Hui left with her youngest son.

Guo Degang gave up entirely.

I don't want to care about too many things anymore.

Because he was meddling in too many things, he suffered from insomnia and discomfort every day.

Besides, her younger son is taken care of by his mother, so whether or not she is there is not important.

So I didn't think about anything else.

We're starting to promote tomorrow's crosstalk performance, and I'll also be posting some photos from today's rehearsal.

Posting it will attract some people.

It's a rare occasion for both Huilin Society and Deyun Society to perform together; it's sure to be a sight to behold.

The photos are posted.

This made Wang Hui, who was in the car, feel irritable and restless.

I thought he would call to persuade me after I left, or at least try to find a solution.

As a result, he immediately started working on a crosstalk drama, clearly in a good mood and no longer wanting to worry about anything else.

Originally, he was angry with Guo Degang, but after glancing at his son, he immediately felt a little remorseful.

He wouldn't have acted this way today if he hadn't been particularly provoked.

It seems that the disciples of Deyun Society have truly reached a certain level.

Ask immediately.

"You don't want to manage Deyun Society anymore?"

Guo Fenyang is now a teenager and knows some things, but he says, "I don't want to get involved; I'm not interested."

"But if you don't take care of it, there won't be any good food, no house, and nothing to wear. If you agree to this, I won't let you get involved in crosstalk or management."

Just as he was about to say he didn't need it, Guo Fenyang immediately came to his senses.

If neither of them are available.

He still eats abalone and sea cucumber, plays on his phone, and bosses around so many assistants and apprentices.

They gradually fell silent.

Having lived a life of luxury all his life, he can no longer bear the life of a poor man.

"Think about it yourself. If you don't get involved in small theaters and pay attention to these actors, you'll end up penniless and poor. Maybe your salary will only be three thousand a month in the future."

What can you buy with 3,000 a month? You'll starve to death and only be able to eat porridge every day.

Wang Hui had experienced a period of hardship, so she deliberately spoke ill of him to motivate him.

"Okay, I'll try."

"now it's right."

The mother was overjoyed.

Now, we don't need him to study well; we need him to understand his own business thoroughly. Otherwise, how can he convince others if he doesn't know anything?

If they think you don't understand, your senior employees might bully you.

Liu Shan (A Dou) also had Zhuge Liang to advise him.

He didn't.

Yes, Yang Hetong and the others are on their side, but what use are their brains? They are no match for Luan Yunping.

Luan Yunping also went to Huilin Society, which was her greatest pain.

"By the way, you should still go see the crosstalk play tomorrow, no matter what, to get a feel for the atmosphere."

"I see."

So that I won't be poor in the future.

After the mother and son finalized the arrangements, they decided not to return to Tianjin, as there was really no need to argue with Guo Degang.

He gave up, but they didn't.

They have full control over what percentage of the shares.

Time comes the next day.

The same Poly Theatre.

The Deyun Society gathered early at 6 PM.

Upon arrival, everyone gathered together to put on makeup and get dressed.

For a crosstalk play.

Everyone has put in a lot of effort these past few days, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they were finally about to perform. They hoped to finish early so they could go on a commercial performance with Huilin Society.

While you're at it, bring Dalin over too.

He hasn't appeared on the crosstalk stage for a long time.

Busy all the way.

It was seven o'clock.

At this point, the audience below the stage was already full, crowded and noisy.

Wait until half an hour later.

The red curtain of the stage was drawn back, and before the lights came on, Guo Degang's voice could be heard opening the show.

"A small temple sits atop a hill, nestled by a stream and a mountain. Why does the Bodhisattva sit backwards? Alas, sentient beings refuse to turn back. I dare not preach from a high platform; I am but a paper fan and long robe, merely indulging in a bit of romanticism."

The opening remarks have been read.

The audience erupted in applause.

The name Guo Degang will always attract attention, no matter when.

The sound ends.

The lights are on.

The stage scenery was revealed one by one.

The first scene is a bustling street.

There were vendors hawking their wares, passersby walking back and forth, and people buying things.

This time is different from 2010. With the addition of the Drum Music Society, there are many more female figures on the stage.

Immediately following was a shout.

"Cilantro~Spicy green peppers~Scallions, tender celery, flat beans, eggplant, cucumber, winter melon on trellis, eggplant for sale, radish for sale, carrot, flat radish, tender toon sprouts, garlic, and good chives~"

The person hawking the goods was an unfamiliar actor.

This time, Guo Degang not only wanted to create a spectacle, but also to give the young trainees some exposure.

Not only the shouters are students, but also those who play the clapper and others.

"Overall, it looks good."

While the children were performing, Guo Degang and Yu Qian had already changed into their costumes and were watching them step by step to avoid any mistakes.

But at this moment.

Yang Hetong suddenly brought someone with him.

They were both a little surprised to see him.

It was none other than An Di.

"Oh, what brings you here?" Yu Qian, as the master, asked kindly.

It's unprecedented for him to come; he never came when asked before, but today he actually took the initiative.

"My mom told me to stay here longer and learn more."

"..."

Guo Degang remained silent upon hearing this.

This was especially true for Yu Qian.

It seems that children become more sensible as they grow up, unlike when they were five or six years old and caused more trouble.

The trouble we caused back then was unimaginable.

He kept scratching a group of cars, which made him lose face.

"Okay, watch how the older brothers perform. You can learn it if you like in the future."

After listening to the adults' words, Guo Fenyang calmed down.

Yang Hetong, who was standing next to him, was even happier. He was going to assist him, and it was a good thing that the young master knew how to make progress.

If he studies well in the future, he may not be inferior to Guo Qilin.

So we quieted down and watched a group of people perform a crosstalk skit.

The process of crosstalk remains the same as before, from the Qing Dynasty to the present day, with the plot remaining largely unchanged, at most with some modifications and humor.

The biggest change is the modern plot.

More than an hour passed.

The stage lights gradually dimmed, leaving only a beam in the center.

Tao Yang, wearing a beige coat and carrying a black suitcase, slowly walked out.

His gaze seemed to be surveying the world.

"I'm a crosstalk performer. Performing crosstalk is very difficult; it requires three parts skill, six parts luck, and also the support of a benefactor."

Take another step forward.

Tao Yang gradually entered a certain state of mind.

The character he portrayed wasn't specifically described, but everyone could tell that it was Guo Degang from this era.

He felt conflicted about portraying his godfather, because no matter what happened to Deyun Society or what its future held, his godfather was the person he admired most. "It's too difficult, but even if it's difficult, someone has to do it. Someone has to do something worthwhile."

The words fell.

A person appears.

"Wait a minute, don't go."

Tao Yang looked over and said, "You don't need to see me off."

"Who brought you here? We're here to rescue you. Where are you going?"

"Yanjing".

"Beijing drifter? Isn't our place good enough?"

"Hurrah."

"So you're still leaving?"

"I want to go and develop this business." Tao Yang took a step forward, his expression already showing that of his godfather.

Including a group of apprentices watching the spectacle from the sidelines.

However, his disciples only thought that Master Guo had moved to Beijing for his career, but no one knew that he had to leave because he couldn't make it in Tianjin and had some other issues.

They performed for a while.

Gao Feng appeared, leaning on a cane and sporting a beard.

"teacher."

"Ouch~ Don't call me teacher."

"But you taught me."

"Just a few short segments."

As the old saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a teacher for a lifetime..."

Just as he was about to continue, the character played by Gao Feng immediately stopped him, saying, "Those are all remnants of feudal superstition. If you can't make it after you go out, you're not allowed to say that I taught you that."

Tao Yang's expression hardened, and his tone became serious. "What if I make it big?"

"Then you should say it's because I taught you!"

A few words were exchanged, and the Poly Theatre was filled with laughter.

As fans of Deyun Club, they love watching this kind of thing and know exactly who it refers to—it's that teacher who has been suing Guo Degang all along.

Even though he has passed away, the stage still needs choreography.

Gao Feng was just as emotional now, saying, "If there's anything good, you have to think of me. If there's anything that makes money, you have to give it to me, or I'll sue you in court."

This statement has made everything perfectly clear.

A chorus of jeers erupted from the audience.

"I held a press conference for you, spread rumors about you, and ruined your reputation."

"Alas!" Tao Yang sighed. "Bitter as gall, bitter even more so for heroes. Climbing to heaven is difficult, being a decent human being is even more difficult. We fear not the wolves and tigers before our eyes, but the chilling frost and snow of human hearts."

The actors leave the stage.

They replaced them with a new pair.

When they appeared, the audience erupted in cheers.

It was Qin Xiaoxian and Shang Xiaoju, and they were performing the story of Yue Yunpeng being fired from his job as a waiter at a restaurant.

This part no longer resembles a traditional Chinese comedy historical drama.

The audience of Deyun Club simply enjoys the personal experiences of the actors.

But they just love watching it.

After the crosstalk drama performance, Guo Degang and Yu Qian led the actors out for a formal crosstalk performance.

Guo Degang was quite pleased when the children performed crosstalk.

This time the response was much better than in the past.

As long as they perform in a way that the audience likes, they're sure to avoid mistakes; they've grasped the essence of it all.

But the more refined the essence, the more it resembles a fandom.

This is what Yu Qian is worried about.

Moreover, he was also worried about something else: the way someone was being portrayed.

This scene was definitely not Guo Degang's idea; it was a scene created by the children themselves to show their respect for their master and loyalty.

Gao Feng also strongly agreed, because he was a member of Deyun Society and his senior brother had given him food back then, so he fully supported him.

So the performance was meant to help him heal from his wounds.

In their eyes, Master Guo is 100% right, and all the unfairness is someone else's fault.

Guo Degang naturally allowed it to pass; he would never change his temper towards someone who had harmed him in the past.

But the more they do this, the more they waste their reputation.

Since the person was already dead, Yu Qian believed that the matter should not be brought up again.

His old partner, however, would not let him go even in death.

Of course, this isn't necessarily wrong; everyone is happy when their enemy dies, and everyone wants to celebrate. However, public figures have a significant impact.

And so the entire evening's performance ended after one crosstalk act after another.

After the event, it's time for a break.

Guo Degang was in a good mood, chatting with his apprentices, but he didn't even glance at Guo Fenyang, who was standing next to him the whole time.

I can't spoil him anymore. From now on, if he wants to be ambitious, he can be; if not, so be it.

Afterwards, the group of people didn't waste any time and had a lively meal together.

Guo Fenyang was sent back directly by his assistant, who did not interfere with the entire process.

"Degang, is this alright?" Yu Qian, as the master, still asked.

"It's fine. If you don't neglect this child, he won't know what it means to be upset. Let it be like this."

He said one thing and then stopped paying attention.

Even the master couldn't bring it up.

Guo Fenyang must have been in pain on his way home.

He is now in his teens, not a child who knows nothing.

He resented his father's way of educating him, but over time his resentment lessened, and he hoped his father would spoil him like he used to.

After not speaking to him all night, she realized it was completely impossible.

From now on, there will never be a time when everyone can be waited on hand and foot.

I would never buy him anything.

That's right, what upset him was this, not knowing that he was incapable of causing trouble or that he wasn't well-regarded.

Go home.

Wang Hui asked, "How did it go? Did you speak with your father?"

"No, Dad didn't pay any attention to me."

"..."

The mother's silence suggests that Guo Degang has made a complete and ruthless decision, neglecting even his own son.

However, that's another matter.

In the past, he would ignore his apprentices when they caused trouble, perhaps as part of his education.

This kind of education is barely better than suppressing feelings of inferiority.

So I can accept it.

As for the reckless cursing, and the way she gets more and more worked up while cursing in front of a group of people, let alone a child, even she couldn't stand it.

What's the difference between this and parents scolding their children at school in front of the whole class?

If you can tolerate it, just have a good cry; if you can't, end it right there.

Mental stress is not something that can be explained in a simple way.

Parents who can release mental stress are often very relaxed and unaware of it.

"Stay put and don't cause any trouble for a while. Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing with you."

"understood."

Guo Fenyang nodded, then asked, "Can I buy something to eat? I'm hungry."

Wang Hui glanced at him. In the past, when he wanted to buy something, he would just swagger around and grab a phone to order. Now, he could take the initiative to ask, which was a clear improvement.

This explains why I recently forced her to know certain things; it made a good sense.

After all, nobody wants to be poor.

If he becomes poor, he won't be able to eat anything.

A little while later, the late-night snack arrived.

When the child started eating, he still had a big appetite. He ate a lot before he was full, and then he prepared to wash up and go to bed.

It wasn't until late at night, when Guo Degang returned, that he saw Wang Hui sitting alone in the living room dealing with some things.

Let your mood soften a bit.

"Did you send Andy over?"

“Yes, do you expect me to suppress him further? Let the child know the consequences, and he will understand what to do.” Wang Hui’s tone was still sharp.

"I hope he can learn well, but I'm afraid he's hiding his bad temper." Guo Degang once saw him break his senior's teapot, which was when he was hiding his bad temper.

"I know my son; you don't need to belittle him or speak ill of him." (End of Chapter)