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

"Can you finish it, Hehe? The lamb leg is bigger than your head. How about Daddy helps you with the load?"

Seeing the little girl holding a large leg of lamb, the father began to have his own ideas.

She wasn't the only one with designs on it.

Mom and Aunt both turned their attention to this, as if they both wanted to eat it.

Feeling the gaze directed at her, Hehe felt immense pressure.

I don't know why my family is full of gluttons, and we finally got a big leg of lamb.

"Only one bite per person."

"Don't worry, there's so much meat, no one's going to fight you for it. Just hold on and gnaw on it."

Several people were clearly teasing her, and were quite surprised to see that she was really willing to share.

The little girl is so sweet; she always gives them the best food.

She was happy and immediately took a bite to taste the saltiness.

"Come, let's have a drink."

Yu Qian was happy, or rather, he was happy whenever he ate and drank, so he first invited everyone to have a drink.

But he was nowhere near as fast as a child, and since he was sitting next to Hehe, Hehe grabbed the big leg of lamb and, without thinking twice, decisively picked up the cup next to her.

That cup wasn't his drink cup; it was his grandfather's drinking cup. He had just picked it up to clink glasses with everyone.

Yu Qian and Bai Huimin were startled.

Stop it right now.

Goodness, if the little girl drank this directly, she'd be in big trouble.

"Hehe, look, is that your cup? Put it down quickly," Yu Qian said, making everyone laugh.

No little girl is as fierce as this.

Hehe glanced at the cup and realized it wasn't hers, but she was clever enough to hand it to her grandfather immediately.

"Grandpa, you drink."

The focus shifted.

Meng Hetang smiled and said, "Godfather, you finished it all in one go. Your little granddaughter said you had to drink it."

"Yes, we have to finish it right away," Feng Zhaoyang chimed in.

As for Guo Qilin, he didn't make a fuss at all; it wasn't out of concern for his master, but rather he quickly started eating.

This mutton offal soup with mutton is absolutely delicious.

While eating, I kept putting food on my daughter's plate.

"Hey, what's wrong with that?"

Yu Qian didn't care about any of that. He took the cup and downed it in one gulp in front of the little girl and his apprentice.

After finishing one, pour another cup, and then everyone drinks one together.

This time, Hehe didn't take the wrong cup and drank from her own cup of cola.

Drink it and then immediately eat meat, and while eating, don't forget to give the dog some.

For every bite she eats, there's bound to be a bite for the dog.

Eat for a while.

Bai Huimin got excited and invited everyone to take a picture to commemorate the occasion.

Unfortunately, before the photos were even taken, Hehe's mouth was already covered in oil and bits of meat.

"Oh dear, let's wipe it clean." Deng Ziqi couldn't stand the sight of his daughter's dirty appearance. It was fine if she were a boy, but it was just too much for a girl.

He simply learned it from his father, and he also inherited his manners.

"That's it for now. Come on, look at the camera."

Bai Huimin filmed the moment when the little girl was eating with the most relish.

This photo quickly spread through Weibo.

Everyone knew that the old man's retirement life consisted of eating and drinking, which was quite enjoyable.

Unfortunately, Guo Degang is not having an easy time on the other side.

The online reviews were overwhelmingly positive, and they were immediately impacted, making it difficult to arrange crosstalk plays in small theaters anymore.

Not only Guo Degang is suffering.

Tao Yang, Yang Hetong, and others all stood in the rose garden in the same way.

Because this arrangement was their plan and idea, they never expected it would backfire and ruin their master's life.

Of course, Guo Degang agreed voluntarily; he was happy to include some side jobs, but the reaction was too great.

"It's okay. These comments just mean they're not our fans or our audience, not people we're trying to please. Don't take them to heart."

"But godfather, it's really bad for the whole Deyun Society."

Tao Yang felt somewhat powerless.

I wanted to do it properly, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get it right and made a fool of myself.

"I told you not to worry about it. If you do, then take more care of Guo Fenyan. He's almost a teenager now, let him learn from him."

"Okay, I'll take good care of her."

Yang Hetong immediately agreed, wanting to take on the task himself, because he was sure the young master would have a good relationship with him when he grew up.

If the relationship is good, and the young master inherits Deyun Society, then one's own status will be self-evident.

He is second only to one person, and above hundreds of others.

Sitting at home, Guo Degang asked again, "Have you received a formal invitation to perform a crosstalk play at Huilin Society?"

"Got it."

Tao Yang answered, while Yang Hetong remained silent beside him, wondering when he had received the message and why he hadn't heard anything about it.

Does that mean the invitation from the backstage that day was considered official?
"Go if you want, there's no need to hide anything, after all, Huilin Society has come to help."

"I went, but I always felt a bit out of place, even when I was with Dalin."

Tao Yang spoke his mind, saying that although Da Lin was still Da Lin, nothing had changed since they last met.

But when we met again later, I could still feel that there was something between us.

This layer is too difficult to break through.

It's hard to explain.

Guo Degang nodded, understanding the feeling. It was simply because Dalin was too outstanding, so outstanding that his peers almost had to look up to him in awe.

It's worth noting that Tao Yang was exceptionally talented as a child. He couldn't compete with his peers, and he couldn't even outperform actors who were much older than him on stage.

The sense of alienation felt by these actors who were overshadowed is the same feeling that Tao Yang and Da Lin are experiencing now.

There's no way around it, they're just too strong.

"Don't overthink it. As long as you get rid of him, they'll treat you well too."

Guo Degang understood, and not only did he understand, but the two people in front of him also knew, which made Zhang Yunlei very uncomfortable.

There is no way for him to return to the entertainment industry.

Or rather, it's not that they don't understand each other, but both father and son have this kind of temper.

It's just that his son is much more shrewd and has a lot of friends.

Without saying anything more, Guo Degang told them to wait a while and picked up his phone to check Weibo.

As I was watching, I suddenly saw my senior classmates eating a whole roasted lamb together.

In the photo, Hehe is eating with great relish, looking incredibly cute.

If Dalin can forgive him, he can eat with them and live a retired life.

And then I heard Hehe calling my name.

He could abandon Deyun Club and everything else.

Now he understands how important Dalin is.

As for Andy, with his mother around, things won't be too bad no matter what.

Unfortunately, there aren't many ways to undo mistakes.

"Let's take it slow and bear it."

With a sigh, Guo Degang continued to watch their eating updates. There were quite a few photos posted, but none of them were on Weibo.

It was Yu Qian's WeChat Moments.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Guo Qilin sat watching his daughter, who had almost finished eating the whole thing in a short while.

She has a huge appetite.

He chuckled wryly; all the good genes hadn't been passed down, only the bad ones. "Have you finished eating?" Guo Qilin loved her terribly.

"Finished."

"Quickly wipe it clean."

When her father frantically picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, the little girl didn't forget to give the bone to the bread while it was being wiped. The bread, having received a big bone, wagged its tail wildly.

Following your little master means you get to eat delicious food.

Although other dogs gathered around the horse farm, Hehe only cared about her own dog, and to some extent, she showed favoritism towards it.

The dinner party lasted for nearly two hours before it ended.

For the past two hours, it's mostly been a group of men talking, chatting, and drinking.

"Aren't you going to make any movies in the second half of the year? Or maybe TV series? You can make a lot of money from just one of those."

Meng Hetang drank quite a bit today and was a little drunk, speaking somewhat loudly.

Guo Qilin mentally reviewed his schedule. He was currently writing his movie scripts entirely based on his own inspiration. Fortunately, the system had provided him with a lot of creative experience, but it wasn't something he could just write on a whim.

"It depends on luck, see if we can get a good script."

"It means we still need to film it."

Feng Zhaoyang added a comment.

"uncertain."

Guo Qilin chuckled casually, saying that now that he's free from all sorts of trouble, he's probably just coasting along.

Just as they were talking, the phone rang. It was Luan Yunping calling.

"Hey, Brother Luan?"

"The crosstalk drama has been confirmed."

"What's the play?"

“What else can I perform? Other plays take a lot of time to rehearse, but I’m most familiar with ‘The Western Chamber’ and don’t need much rehearsal.”

Their performance was purely for fun and enjoyment, so naturally they wouldn't make anything difficult.

This was within Guo Qilin's expectations. "Sure, I'll go back and take a look tomorrow."

The matter has been confirmed.

A group of people decided to spend a day at the horse farm and stay overnight.

A day of fun was anything but peaceful.

After finishing his meal, Deng Ziqi was terrified that the little girl would play with some frogs around her, so he desperately called out to her to stop her.

Even after she stopped playing with the frog, she went to play with a group of dogs, as if afraid she would get hurt or fall.

"She's not like a girl at all. She's driving me crazy every day. Some of these things have lots of bacteria on them."

"It's okay, my sister is watching. I can just wash my hands properly when I get back."

Guo Qilin doesn't care about his daughter's behavior. He was too poor and restricted when he was young and couldn't experience anything. It's a good thing that his child wants to enjoy the world.

"Stop playing around, come back and wash up."

It was night, and it was dark.

Deng Ziqi stood at the gate and shouted at a light in the distance.

The horse ranch is brightly lit, which is why the little girl especially loves to wander around at night, believing that nighttime adventures are more fun than daytime ones.

Hearing her mother call, Hehe had no choice but to obediently return, knowing that if she didn't, she would get a spanking.

"I'm back."

As soon as the girl came over, Deng Ziqi closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side, and sighed.

After a day of playing, my clothes were all dirty and not presentable at all.

"Just throw the clothes in the washing machine yourself tomorrow; you've only worn them for one day."

"I know, I will wash it."

"Come on, come on, go brush your teeth with your dad."

Despite their mother's helplessness, Hehe and Guo Qilin were quite happy, because this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

The second day has arrived.

Guo Qilin arrived at the theater at 1 p.m. to see how they were going to rehearse the crosstalk play. The news that the crosstalk play was going to be performed had already been announced that morning.

The response was better than that from Deyun Club.

Tao Yang, his master, and his third brother were also present.

"After the performance at the Poly Theatre, our teams discussed and agreed that each team would present a crosstalk play within the next month."

Luan Yunping explained the situation, "Therefore, each team leader must take responsibility and cannot be negligent."

"clear."

"Also, there are personnel issues for each team. If there are any leave requests or other matters, please inform us in advance. Don't wait until the last minute to say something, or it will be too late to find someone."

Today is Monday, there's no performance, but after arriving at the theater, everyone was forced to have a brief meeting first.

Guo Qilin was relaxed during the meeting because he was no longer involved in his own affairs and had completely handed over the crosstalk to them.

Tao Yang, Kong Yunlong, and other members of Deyun Club felt a strange sense of familiarity. Since Luan Ge left, Deyun Club had not held such a formal meeting in a long time.

At the same time, we understand the significance of each team putting on a crosstalk performance. Besides helping everyone to unite and improve their relationships, it also has the benefit of creating entertainment value.

Originally, Deyun Club was going to hold the event as planned, but due to some controversy caused by a crosstalk drama, it had to be postponed until next month.

After the meeting is over.

Everyone stood up and gathered around to read the script. While reading, anyone who had a good joke or punchline could add it in.

As long as it's not excessive, anything goes.

While they were discussing the matter, Yu Qian was not involved at all.

He needs to be busy with the crosstalk performances of Deyun Society, and also worry about stage rehearsals and coordination.

This side is finally at ease.

You don't need to interfere at all; the child can handle it on their own. This is what play is all about.

The key is that everyone is highly interested, unlike when they were at Deyun Club, where they were just getting by and completing tasks perfunctorily.

They talked for an hour, and then everyone started dealing with some simple things.

As they were dealing with the situation, Guo Qilin, who was taking his time, suddenly called. Yu Qian couldn't help but turn around to look. Whenever Da Lin called, it was never anything good.

Sure enough, after chatting for a minute or two, he got up from his seat to leave.

"what happened?"

"The fan meeting starts at 2 o'clock. I almost forgot. It gave me a fright."

Guo Qilin was telling the truth; he's usually too busy having fun to remember small things.

Or perhaps you remember it, but then forget it while playing.

Thinking of this, he paused, suddenly realizing that there was a reason why the little girl always procrastinated on doing her homework until the last minute.

We had to leave quickly to avoid missing out.

He couldn't remember, but Deng Yiling did; she had already made all the necessary preparations.

One phone call came in, and I immediately went along.

The venue is a small venue.

The daily rent is not high, only a few thousand yuan, but it can accommodate several hundred people.

"Brother-in-law, what song have you prepared for today?"

"Five or six songs, you sing the rest."

"Huh? I'll sing? Is that considered exploiting your employees?"

Deng Yiling, standing to the side, muttered something under her breath, her head bowed, sounding rather unwilling.

Guo Qilin found her expression amusing. "You're still not happy? I gave you a chance to show your face, and you're not going to thank me? Say thank you."

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

Her brother-in-law became her boss. What kind of rebellious spirit could she, as an employee, possibly have? Besides, she joined voluntarily in the first place.

"Please put on your makeup and wear the clothes the company gave you."

"it is done?"

"It's been ready for a while now, and it's sure to suit you perfectly."

Hearing about the new clothes, Deng Yiling beamed with joy. She was a girl, and like all girls, she couldn't resist the allure of pretty clothes. (End of Chapter)