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

When Guo Qilin saw his younger sister's suddenly brightened expression, he realized backstage that she was actually such an easily satisfied person.

No wonder they're sisters; they're remarkably similar in some ways.

The dress made for her younger sister was a long dress for attending events.

It was the first time she wore it, and it was the first time he had ever made it.

However, thinking of this, Guo Qilin, who had finished his makeup, felt a sense of crisis.

It's normal for a boss to arrange clothing for their employees when organizing events.

After all, we need to promote her.

She's Deng Ziqi's sister, and what if his wife blames him for not making clothes for her?

Plan ahead.

Guo Qilin didn't dare to delay and immediately called a familiar craftsman to schedule a new round of clothing production.

It's not that he hasn't cooked for his wife all these years.

My wife doesn't lack clothes at all.

She has her own studio and frequently holds concerts, so she makes her own outfits one after another.

But the husband knew that if he made one for his younger sister, he had to make one for his older sister as well, even if she didn't need one.

It's like having two daughters and not being able to favor one over the other.

"Brother-in-law, isn't this...isn't this going too far?"

After putting on makeup and getting dressed, Deng Yiling appeared awkwardly in front of her brother-in-law.

I feel a little out of place.

Guo Qilin turned his head and realized that he understood the master chef's skills.

The dress is an off-the-shoulder white long dress that perfectly accentuates her figure. As she walks slowly, the skirt sways, making her waistline more defined. There are also some light blue floral patterns embellishing the waist area.

"That's good. I'll send one to your sister later."

Guo Qilin was very satisfied. Logically speaking, people who are not tall are not suitable for wearing long skirts. For example, his wife rarely wears them. If she does wear one, she must wear slightly higher heels.

As it turns out, my sister's flat shoes suited her quite well too.

Not only did he think it was good, but Deng Yiling also thought it was great. The colors weren't too bright, they were very simple, and the fabric was very comfortable to wear, making it very easy to move in.

I want to thank my brother-in-law more.

Unable to express her gratitude, she watched her brother-in-law frowning at his phone, muttering under his breath, "This is bad. I have to get my wife an even prettier outfit, or she'll be upset."

We also need to create an outfit that can be worn at the concert.

Listen to what they say.

Deng Yiling chuckled to herself, envying her sister's happy life.

My brother-in-law always thinks about my sister; it was definitely the right decision for her to marry him.

"It's almost time for Teacher Dalin. The audience and fans have all entered the venue."

"Ok."

Guo Qilin snapped out of his thoughts and realized that this was something a designer had to do; no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't come up with a solution.

Step by step, they left from backstage.

The noise at the scene gradually grew louder, and by the time they reached the side of the stage, the commotion was deafening.

Everyone who was able to come was hoping that Guo Qilin would appear on stage.

For someone who isn't very active in the music scene, holding an event is a rare occurrence for everyone.

Therefore, a group of people were scrambling to get a chance to participate in the event.

Fortunately, there was a live streaming collaboration with a certain platform at the event.

It has also garnered a large following online.

"Next comes the moment everyone's been waiting for, so please welcome singer Guo Qilin!!!"

"what!!"

Guo Qilin had just appeared when the screams and shouts from below made him extremely uncomfortable.

That's terrifying. There's so much noise in a restaurant that only serves a few hundred people.

"Welcome our singer Guo Qilin! How many times has this been a fan meeting?"

"I don't know, probably not many."

"Say hello to everyone."

"Hello everyone, I am singer Guo Qilin. Thank you all for coming today."

To put it simply, the commotion, which had almost subsided, erupted once again.

Some of them were so angry they wanted to shout themselves hoarse.

Some have even gone so far as to shout themselves hoarse.

Keep in mind that they've only been up here for less than a minute.

"Everyone, please don't get excited. Let's take it one step at a time."

The host was hired by the record company and was holding his cue cards. "The first segment is the fan Q&A session. We'll start with what the fans are most looking forward to."

As for how to choose, it will be done by drawing lots for seating, so please be prepared with your questions.

No matter what activities we organize, they are all for the purpose of interaction.

They were no exception.

Soon a box was brought over, and Guo Qilin reached out and took a slip of paper.

Host: "First one, number eight in the third row!"

When it was my turn to be called, a female fan below me seemed nervous and amused throughout, and took the microphone to ask me questions.

"Mr. Dalin, when are you and Jiejie going to have a second child?"

"Oh~~"

With a loud bang, the atmosphere at the scene exploded.

I never expected to be asked such a question.

Guo Qilin laughed and said, "See? I knew I didn't organize these events. There are too many talented people involved. But I also have to answer: I can't afford to have more. Children are too much of a hassle. One Hehe is good enough. Besides, we both have jobs. Okay, let's move on to the next one. The next one is not allowed to ask when we'll have a third child."

Because their idols were once crosstalk performers, their fandom naturally has a somewhat abstract or humorous style.

"Next are the five rows and six seats."

When will the concert be held?

"I'm not sure, but it will definitely open. Let me give you a glimpse of what it will be like."

"Seven rows, three seats."

"I heard that someone from Deyun Society is going to hold a concert. What's your opinion? Do you support it?"

When asked about Deyun Club, Guo Qilin knew there would definitely be fans and some media present.

But as long as it's not too obscure, I'll answer.

The person who was going to hold the concert was none other than Yue Yunpeng.

"That's great. Everyone has their own dreams. If he can open a business, he must have an audience who likes him. I wish him a successful opening."

There are already some people opposing Yue Yunpeng's concert.

These days, there are too many people who aren't singers but still hold concerts; it seems like anyone can come.

What could Guo Qilin possibly say? He could just say something tactful. Besides, he was his senior brother, so he had to be somewhat biased.

Then he went on to answer the fans' questions one by one.

Most people are concerned about his songs, concerts, and how often he appears on variety shows.

The first stage is over.

Guo Qilin sang three songs on stage, and after that, he was forced to sing another one, "Exclusive Memory".

"Thank you everyone. Next, I'd like to bring out one person to perform and see how she sings. I believe you all know her. Come on, let her come on stage."

"Deng Yiling!!!"

Before even mentioning the person's name.

A group of girls below cheered loudly.

Guo Qilin was astonished, "You guys knew about this?"

"extremely like."

Hearing this, Deng Yiling, who had been waiting, was overjoyed, as she was now known to many people.

This also applies to live streams.

She's beautiful and sings well; who wouldn't like her?

"Alright, then please come in."

Deng Yiling took a deep breath and appeared wearing a long dress made by her brother-in-law.

And then you can see her clothes and her appearance.

Those who like her are somewhat surprised.

She doesn't usually attend events, but she looked exceptionally beautiful at today's New Year's Eve event, on par with her sister, and even more dignified than her sister in her beautiful clothes.

Her sister could never project an air of dignity.

Except when singing.

The Deng Ziqi who sings and the Deng Ziqi who doesn't sing are two different people. "What does he sing?" Guo Qilin asked curiously.

"Sing my sister's 'Countdown'."

"what!!"

Another round of screams followed.

"You've finally arrived! Welcome!"

The stage was left to his sister, and Guo Qilin went down to rest for a while. Just as he sat down, his sister's different version of the countdown appeared.

"The cherry blossom season hasn't arrived yet~"

A camera that's never been used yet~
A restaurant I haven't visited yet~
Still looking forward to it~

With your trip~

……

The song has been rearranged to be a bit softer.

Guo Qilin listened slowly, and the more he listened, the more he realized that his younger sister's talent was not low, and it perfectly matched her own style.

"Thank you everyone, the song is finished."

She was the only one on stage, and amidst the applause, she seemed a little lost, not from nervousness, but simply unsure of what to say.

We don't use polite phrases enough in everyday life.

The brother-in-law had no choice but to show up and say a few words, then sing another song himself, and then pass it on to his sister.

This left Deng Yiling speechless. She was really busy, and as an employee, she couldn't avoid being exploited.

But she didn't know that her performance was extremely well-received by both the audience at the venue and online viewers.

They couldn't wait for her to show off more.

After more than an hour, the fan meeting ended.

Guo Qilin sat in the backstage dressing room, frantically signing autographed photos, while Deng Yiling and his agent assisted him, handing him a bunch from time to time.

In less than five minutes, hundreds of signatures had been obtained.

"No, so many?"

Seeing that there were still quite a few left, he started to lose his composure.

The manager chimed in, "Look how long it's been since you organized any events. A lot of people are complaining that the artists they support have the fewest concerts and autographed photos. Don't you have to make some improvements?"

"Okay, all I can do is try my best."

Signing one document in a few seconds, and then having to sign the remaining two hundred, Guo Qilin spent another ten or twenty minutes.

By the time I finally finished signing, my right hand no longer felt like my own.

I don't think I've written this many words in all three years of junior high.

"I can finally go home."

After packing his things, Guo Qilin went home to rest. As soon as he got home, he glanced at his WeChat Moments and found that his master and mistress's location had been moved to another city, realizing that the two of them had gone to participate in a program.

Guo and his wife will go together after a while. He hopes his wife doesn't have any special plans, otherwise the extra time will be completely wasted.

Whatever you say comes.

Five p.m.

My wife called.

"Honey, I saw it! My sister's clothes are so pretty, did you make them for her?"

Guo Qilin cleared his throat, changed his tone of voice, and became serious, "It was done by the company."

"Almost there, looks great."

"It looks great! I'll make you a set too, so you can wear it to your concert."

"really?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Deng Ziqi chuckled on the other end of the phone and asked again, "Where's your daughter? Is she out of school by now?"

"Yes, she's at her maternal grandmother's house. She went to pick her up today. It's rare that she's so busy."

"When you hear that she's going to be brought back later, my mom will spoil her even more."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Qilin glanced at the time; they still hadn't gone to his mother-in-law's house yet.

It's said to be his mother-in-law's house, but it's actually Deng Ziqi's original house.

After Deng Ziqi got married, the house was no longer needed and was used by her mother-in-law to live in.

Not too far.

"It's already five o'clock. They've probably started cooking. Let's eat first and then go."

There was no one else at home, only a dog.

Guo Qilin is too lazy to cook.

In the past, when I was alone, I rarely did this. If it weren't for my wife, daughter, and sister, I wouldn't have been so diligent at all.

So I just ordered takeout.

After finishing my takeout, I inquired about the situation of the crosstalk department and the record company. It was already six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Keep an eye on it, it's time to pick up Hehe.

Just as I was about to leave, I received another phone call, forcing me to postpone my trip by an hour.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hehe was a guest at her maternal grandmother's house.

Visiting my maternal grandparents' house and my paternal grandparents' house are different experiences.

My grandparents have lots of animals at home, and they have lots of good food.

My maternal grandmother's house may not have many animals, but she spends money on her like water.

After all, the little girl eats so deliciously and with such gusto, her little mouth constantly chewing and eating—it's so adorable.

They love each other terribly.

She's such a little darling, the kind you can never get tired of looking at.

"Hehe, tell Grandma what toys you want to buy."

The little girl was very happy after having a big meal at her grandmother's house. Just as she was about to agree to buy some toys for her grandmother, her expression suddenly changed. "No, Daddy said I can't buy too many things, or I'll have to stand in the corner."

"You're so sensible."

Deng's mother wanted to spend money but couldn't, so she could only sit down, hold her in her arms, and watch cartoons.

After she finishes watching, let her obediently do her homework.

While I was writing, I secretly slipped a few hundred yuan to my child.

There's no other way to express it; I just hope she can eat and drink well.

"Oh, right. How about we buy Hehe a new backpack?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, the little girl thought that buying a schoolbag would be a good idea, and then nodded.

She agreed, and her grandmother was even happier.

"Bought a schoolbag, how about getting new stationery?"

"can."

"Let's buy a few new outfits; the season is changing soon."

"Okay, let's buy new clothes."

Her aunt liked new clothes, and so did Hehe.

"After buying new clothes, how about we buy a toy car you like?"

"Thank you grandma."

"Let's go then."

Grandma happily took her granddaughter out shopping. Although there were many things, fortunately, Hehe has grown up and can carry many items by herself.

Back home, she was happy, constantly looking at her new schoolbag and clothes, and taking apart all sorts of toys.

They said they were only buying a small car, but when they went to the supermarket, how could they only buy clothes?

I buy all the cute plush toys and puzzles.

But as he looked at it, his excited face drooped down at a visible speed.

"what happened?"

Hehe's little face was expressionless, her eyes unmoving, and she slowly said, "I bought too much, Dad will scold me."

“It’s okay. Grandma won’t say anything if she buys it. Hehe is a sensible child, not a spoiled child.”

"really?"

"Ah."

Of course, Deng's mother knew that she couldn't spoil her child too much, as it would easily spoil him. But Hehe wasn't the kind of bad child, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like to be spoiled.

So I'm not worried at all.

However, the doorbell rang the next second.

"Mom, I've come to pick up Hehe." (End of Chapter)