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

"Sister, I'd like to use the music room."

"Go ahead and use it; you can use any instrument."

With excitement, the younger sister went into the room to try out the melody she had come up with.

But as soon as I stepped inside, I was stunned.

I know my brother-in-law loves my sister, but he loves her way too much; the musical instruments inside are incredibly expensive.

Several more have been added recently.

Guitars, accordions, and custom speaker systems.

Nothing was less than 500,000.

Although as a singer I understand that I have a love and a sense of novelty for musical instruments, the ones in front of me are just too amazing.

The piano next to it goes without saying.

The price is now much higher.

She didn't care about anything else; she first played a few simple notes, and then gradually developed the melody she wanted to express using those notes.

About ten or twenty minutes passed.

Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi finished cooking, and Hehe finished her homework, but her younger sister still hadn't come out.

"Auntie, dinner's ready!"

The little girl called out, and Deng Yiling came out of the room. She was quite happy and in high spirits.

"What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

"The song is starting to take shape."

"So fast? That's pretty good."

"hey-hey."

Deng Yiling mimicked her sister's silly grin. Guo Qilin looked at her and thought that her features must be quite large, otherwise she wouldn't be so happy.

So I said it on purpose.

"I'm going to Xi'an in a while, little sister. You can cook at home since I might be gone for a long time."

She was initially happy, but Deng Yiling was immediately brought back to reality.

She still can't forget the meals her brother-in-law cooked. Since he's been gone for so long, she can no longer mooch meals from him and has to cook for herself.

"Look at you, it's just that your brother-in-law can't cook, right? I'll cook for you."

Deng Yiling and Hehe's faces fell down together.

Deng Ziqi almost died laughing. "What are you guys doing? You're always complaining about me. I'm not making it for you anymore. I'll only make it for my husband."

Guo Qilin cleared his throat and gave a wry smile. "Fine, make it just for me. I like to eat it."

Deng Yiling smiled again. Her sister and brother-in-law had such a good relationship; he would eat all of her sister's cooking.

It didn't taste very good; it was just part of her diet plan.

How wonderful it would be if someone treated me this well.

However, it's not that I want to be in a relationship; it's just a fantasy and envy.

She knew very well that she wouldn't find another man like her brother-in-law.

Guo Qilin didn't know what his sister was thinking, so he changed his approach, "If you don't want to cook, you can order takeout, but you can't order barbecue for Hehe."

No way!

As soon as she reached the table and picked up a bowl of steaming rice, Hehe pouted, "Why didn't you order me some barbecue? I love that."

“You’ve been eating a lot lately. Try to control your intake a little. Look at how much you’ve been eating every night lately.”

"..."

Hehe picked up a piece of egg, then reluctantly ate it with a mouthful of rice, chewing it vigorously.

"Is she about to enter her rebellious phase? When that happens, Mom and Dad won't be able to buy Hehe any more treats," Deng Ziqi said.

"No, I didn't, I'm a good girl. Come on, give Mom some food."

The little girl quickly served food to her mother, then to her father, then to her aunt, and didn't forget the bread she had squatted down next to her.

"Look how busy you are, mind your own business."

With Hehe at home, I'll never feel bored.

That's why Deng Ziqi wanted another child, to bring them joy, but she still had very little time to play with her peers.

I've already had a meal tonight.

A few days later, Guo Qilin led a group of actors from Huilin Troupe to Xi'an. The group included Feng Zhaoyang, He Jiuhua, Yang Jiulang, Zhang Jiuling, and others. Their acting skills were not a problem for them.

Upon arrival at the airport.

A group from the Qingqu Society came to pick them up at the airport.

Looking at his companions.

Zhang Jiuling said quietly while sitting in the car.

“When Zhang Yunlei came to Xi’an to perform before, there was a lot of conflict. They were very unwilling for Deyun Society to come. But now they are very welcoming to us to open a branch. Has their mentality really changed? Logically speaking, we are also competing for business.”

"Yes."

Yang Jiulang, having experienced it firsthand, is more convincing. "When we went to perform, they sent people to stake out the place, wanting to see what was going on. There was even a time slot for a challenge match."

"A duel?"

Guo Qilin was curious, as he didn't know this.

"It's about putting on a great show for each other, bringing out the best cast, and performing for a month."

"And then?" Feng Zhaoyang asked curiously.

"What else could happen after that? They just can't keep up anymore. Ask yourself, if the other side gets all the best, who else on our side besides Zhang Yunlei? Isn't it crystal clear who the audience wants to watch?"

"Yes, later my master also said that it wasn't a problem with Deyun Club, but that the branch went bankrupt because the local manager was uncooperative."

“Master is a man of pride, so you can’t say that.”

One by one, they started undermining their master. Guo Qilin stopped interrupting. They knew Guo Degang, but he knew him even better.

In terms of language, he is indeed unmatched; he can turn black into white.

And the time spent chatting.

The group arrived at the branch they had founded.

The branch office is located near the Drum Tower in Xi'an.

It's not too far from Qingqu Society's own theater; it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

"Regarding the renovation, please take a final look and see if there are any special modifications needed. If so, we can do them separately during our rest time after the opening."

Miao Fu stretched out his hand and led them inside to take a look.

Guo Qilin had already seen it, but the others hadn't, and his expression showed a hint of curiosity.

Once inside, I realized it was different from the one in Yanjing.

Firstly, in terms of style, it's a youthful stage, unlike the old-fashioned theaters that carry a sense of depth or gloom.

It seems to be in order to cater to the preferences of more young people.

Miao Fu explained this by speaking near the last row of tables in the audience: "Our club is an old club with many veteran artists. But we are also pursuing a younger image, and many university students are coming to try it out."

"And since there are many young people among you, you are probably more suited to this stage."

Guo Qilin nodded. The other party, the head of the Qingqu Society, was more senior than him and had a lot of experience in these areas. He said directly, "I asked Teacher Miao Fu to be in charge of some of the decorations for this theater. I am very grateful."

"They've gone through so much trouble for us."

"No need, we have no cooperative relationship."

Miao Fu was genuinely happy that Huilin Society came to open a branch, because it would also help develop more crosstalk audiences in Xi'an.

There aren't many crosstalk audiences in Xi'an.

Especially those who are willing to come offline.

However, if Huilin Society comes, it will attract not only those who are already willing to come offline, but also some viewers who don't usually come.

There's no question of them stealing business here; on the contrary, they should thank Huilin Society for expanding the market.

Data traffic is something you need everywhere.

We toured for a while and looked around for a bit.

The group went outside to take a look at the plaque that would soon be hung up. It wouldn't matter if they didn't look.

The area outside was already crowded with spectators taking photos with their phones.

They were seen arriving by passersby, and word spread quickly, leading to the large crowd that has gathered.

"Dalin, welcome to Xi'an! Have you had some mutton buns yet?"

Wishing you a grand opening.

"Dalin, will you be performing today? It's been so long since I've seen you do crosstalk."

"Where is Yan Hexiang? Why didn't Widow Yan come with him?"

The chatter of passersby instantly made the branch office lively and bustling.

Looking around, you can even see quite a few people rushing over to take pictures.

This is what people are watching.

The faces of the actors from the Qingqu Society were almost twitching.

Yes, Guo Qilin is popular; they've already seen it in Yanjing, where he's surrounded by crowds.

But this is Xi'an.

They didn't manage to build a fanbase for even a second, nor did they cultivate any audience appeal, nor did they do much offline promotion.

As a result, a large number of viewers suddenly came to like him.

Suddenly I understood how formidable Guo Qilin was, and I realized that his fans and public image were spread all over the country, and he was liked wherever he went.

"Thank you, everyone. This is one of our branches in Xi'an. We will be sending more performers here in the future. Also, we must express our sincere gratitude to Mr. Miao Fu, the head of the Qingqu Society. It was they who helped us younger generations to establish this organization."

With a single sentence, he successfully shifted the focus to Miaofu.

Standing to the side, Miao Fu felt the admiring gazes and reached his peak. No wonder Guo Qilin was so popular; he really didn't care about gains or losses and the credit was given to him in an instant.

This includes a veiled explanation that he himself had promoted them.

You've given them too much face.

Soon after, applause erupted.

"There's still plenty of time for the unveiling ceremony. Everyone can focus on their own tasks and there's no need to crowd together. You can start watching as soon as the performance begins."

After speaking, Guo Qilin and the others went about their own business.

We were busy until noon, so we had lunch together.

When I went to the theater to check again...

Guo Qilin, Zhang Jiuling, and Feng Zhaoyang took it all in stride, but the members of the Qingqu Society felt a chill run down their spines.

There were only two or three hundred people in the morning.

It's a little past one o'clock now, and it's already five or six hundred.

A huge, huge number of them.

Their theater had never been so crowded before; the Huilin Society's arrival brought people not only in the morning but also in the afternoon.

They looked at each other in disbelief, marveling at the power of Huilin Society.

"It's time to check tickets. Please enter in an orderly manner."

The staff member spoke.

The crowd outside quickly moved toward the ticket gate, and soon only a couple hundred people remained outside.

What will happen to them?

The Qingqu Society had never experienced such a packed house; the room was full, and people were still lingering outside.

Guo Qilin returned backstage to put on his robe and replied with a smile, "It's nothing. They're just watching the fun. I'll have a few actors greet them, and they should leave in a bit."

More than twenty minutes passed, and it was 2:10.

As expected, the crowd outside gradually dispersed after the actor spoke.

They dispersed, and the unveiling ceremony inside began its lively proceedings.

The host gave the opening remarks on stage.

"In Xi'an, everyone should be more familiar with Qingqu Society. Since 2007, Qingqu Society has been establishing the Xi'an Qingqu Society Crosstalk Festival, inheriting the essence of traditional culture and combining it with the unique historical and cultural heritage of Shaanxi."

Now, the Qingqu Society, together with the Huilin Society in Yanjing, has established a branch in the local area.

This collaboration will lead to more development and innovation in the future, and it will also be an opportunity for mutual assistance.

As for the specifics, please stay tuned.

Now, let's welcome the leaders of the Huilin Troupe and the Qingqu Troupe to the stage.

Loud applause erupted.

Guo Qilin, dressed in a dark purple and black gown, walked onto the stage with Miao Fu.

Their appearance together has a unique flavor for the audience who are filming.

It's worth noting that there used to be many conflicts between Deyun Society and Qingqu Society, but now their son has completely broken away and is constantly working to unite crosstalk performers.

They do far more than Deyun Club.

"Thank you all for coming. We have received so much help from our friends in opening this branch. We will definitely work hard to perform after the branch opens and live up to everyone's expectations."

In addition, I will be performing here for seven days, and I hope everyone will come and listen to my crosstalk performances when they have time.

"it is good!"

Knowing that Guo Qilin would also be performing for several days, the atmosphere at the scene was incredibly high.

This puzzled the temple nearby.

I thought the audience only expected his songs and movies, but I didn't expect the same for his crosstalk.

However, he had seen Guo Qilin's crosstalk performances before. Guo Qilin was talented from the very beginning and continued to perform well even later, making him very popular among young people.

It's a pity he quit completely; he'll only perform a short segment for occasions like this.

Will Yan Hexiang come?

"Yes, will the widow come?"

Even young people in Xi'an know about these things.

Guo Qilin replied, "He has something to do today, and it will be difficult tomorrow, but he won't let everyone down. Next, let's hear what Teacher Miaofu has to say."

Make room for me.

Miao Fu said some polite words into the microphone, and then the two troupe leaders unveiled the plaque together, symbolizing the successful opening of the Xi'an branch.

The successful opening of this branch means that Huilin Society will not face many difficulties in its future expansion.

Since they have a branch office in such a difficult place as Xi'an, other places are pretty much the same.

At most, we just need to be polite and try to smooth things over.

"Thank you to the two troupe leaders for unveiling the plaque. Our performance is now officially beginning. Please enjoy the crosstalk..."

The first crosstalk performance in the branch was by actors from the Qingqu Society.

They warmed up the crowd first, followed by Huilin Society, which was just a simple favor, since it was their place.

Come backstage.

Feng Zhaoyang saw Da Lin begin to take off his long gown, and he was quite curious, knowing that Da Lin still had a long time before his performance.

"Senior, what role are you playing today? Alone?"

The program usually has a program list, but his name wasn't included. It was an extra performance today, and his name wouldn't be listed until tomorrow.

"If it's just one person, I'll give a monologue."

"Solo performance??"

The words fell.

Yang Jiulang, Zhang Jiuling, and He Jiuhua were all stunned; they had no idea that Dalin could do a stand-up comedy routine.

There are certain things you can't do in a solo performance.

The Deyun Society is so big, but there are very few people who can perform solo comedy.

Guo Qilin acted on a whim. He had visited Li Jiuchun a few times after he arrived, and decided to give it a try today.

Besides, there was a storytelling event at Deyun Society back then, but there weren't many storytellers available. They were forced into it; even Shaobing had performed it, so he was no exception. (End of Chapter)