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

"Thank you to the drum girls for their opening performance. Let's give them another round of applause."

Clapping! Clapping! Clapping!

The drum performance has ended.

The host took the stage to create a lively atmosphere.

As she spoke, one by one, the beautiful young women returned backstage to rest through the side curtain.

Arrive at the backstage area.

Men and women each occupy a separate space.

Guo Qilin and the others rested on the left, putting on their gowns and drinking water, while the girls sat down to talk and chat, occasionally glancing at Guo Qilin, the protagonist of Huilin Society.

That was the former young master of the troupe.

She has amassed a huge network of connections and is now a popular celebrity in the entertainment industry.

It's impossible to say that I don't envy, care about, or favor them.

Now everyone knows the reason for holding this event.

"Our former young master is quite something now, his net worth is so high."

"Yeah, I always feel that it would be so much better if he came back, the atmosphere in the company wouldn't have become like this."

Have you been to Huilin Company?

"No."

"You went?"

"I went there once with an actor, and you have no idea how great it was. It had everything you could want to eat, play with, and use. Once I even saw Teacher Shaobing cooking with an apron on. It was so much fun."

"Really? The young master's company is that good?"

"That's right, you can go and take a look if you're interested."

When the girls mentioned Huilin Society's company, they all crowded around to learn more, their eyes filled with interest.

Upon noticing their restlessness, Shaobing, being the most adept at handling things,

Go over there immediately.

"How many of you have been to Dalin's company?"

"No, only one person went there."

"I'll take you on a tour another time when I have time."

"Thank you, Teacher Shaobing."

The sesame seed cake was happy and came back all over the place.

Luan Yunping rolled her eyes at him from the side, "What do you need to show off? What do you need to do to be a good person?"

"Isn't this just me promoting our company?"

"You're quite good at it."

"They're just curious."

The two exchanged a few words, and when it was almost time, after the first crosstalk performance was over, they arrived at Zhang Jiuling's place.

They've been with Huilin Society for quite some time, several years now, and their popularity is steadily growing, with many fans both online and in their live streams.

Their appearance alone attracted more than five million viewers to the live stream.

"Dalin, it's almost your turn to get ready," Yu Qian suddenly reminded him from backstage.

"I understand, Master. It's been a long time since I've talked about a special performance like this."

Guo Qilin had already changed into his long gown and, after taking a sip of tea, went with Tao Yang to the side of the stage to prepare.

When they arrived, a large group of their fellow apprentices followed to watch the spectacle.

Besides watching the excitement, I also wanted to see if my master and mistress were actually down there.

They probably understand what their master and mistress are thinking now.

Let's take a look from the side.

Sure enough, I spotted people in the third row, including the familiar-looking assistant next to me.

But when they checked again, they found that their master had not come.

"Hmm? Master isn't going to watch? Isn't it because he wanted to see Da Lin perform that he spent so much money?" Kong Yunlong asked curiously.

Yue Yunpeng's big face mirrored his, "That's a bit strange. Should we make a call? Maybe he's asleep?"

"Why make a call? You have so many assistants around, they can remind you already. Calling now might make things difficult. Let's wait a few more minutes."

The group had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​making a phone call.

He kept looking to see how long it would take for his master to arrive.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Guo Degang was on his way by car.

I arrived just in time to find myself stuck in traffic.

I was extremely anxious in the car, constantly checking the time and the situation outside.

We finally managed to invite Dalin back to perform, and if we miss it due to traffic, he'll be furious.

"Is there any way to leave?"

"Teacher Guo, there's a dispute ahead, and it's being dealt with."

An assistant returned from outside and answered.

"More than half an hour has passed. It should be almost time for Dalin's performance. Try to find more people and see if you can come up with a solution."

What can they do when there's a car accident on the highway? The only thing they can do is replace the car.

But where can I go? This road is congested, and walking to another road would also waste time.

"Teacher Guo, isn't there a live stream? Let's watch the live stream first."

"!!"

Concern leads to confusion. Guo De just remembered this and wondered what he had been doing all this time. He muttered to himself and quickly picked up his phone to watch.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be alright.

Not by much.

Currently, Zhang Jiuling and Yang Jiulang are performing.

Judging from the progress, it should still be about seven or eight minutes before it's finished.

I still have five or six minutes to walk to the theater, so I hope I can get there quickly.

Just then, fate smiled upon us, and the vehicles ahead began to move slowly, with the assistant's car following suit.

Guo Degang got emotional and, after leaving the road, immediately said, "Get there as fast as you can, while ensuring safety."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make it."

After moving slowly for about a minute, the car finally moved smoothly and headed towards the Beijing Exhibition Theater at maximum speed.

Upon arrival, two or three people quickly helped Teacher Guo into the room.

Once they were in their seats, Wang Hui turned around and glanced at them. "Why are you taking so long? Haven't you even checked on your eldest son?"

Traffic jam.

"What about Andi?"

"I've already sent someone to take them out to play, nothing will happen."

"Look at the scene you put on for your eldest son, how lively it is! You absolutely have to do it once in a while?"

"I'm happy, and besides, it can attract some traffic, which will help me to do other things better."

Wang Hui fell silent, and the two of them looked towards the stage. Just then, the host came on stage to announce the program.

"Next, please enjoy the crosstalk performance 'Reciting the Names of Dishes'! Performed by Guo Qilin and Tao Yang!"

The words fell.

The theater at the Beijing Exhibition Center, which holds more than 2,000 people, erupted in cheers.

Logically speaking, since they were given over ten million, it would be more appropriate to put their stuff in the stadium.

At least we can minimize our losses.

As a result, the amount of money recovered after the opening of the Beijing Exhibition Theater was far less than expected.

We can't even recover one-tenth of it.

Fortunately, they were able to recover some of the revenue from live streaming and other sources, but ultimately they were still at a loss.

Which crosstalk performer spent tens of millions to hire?

However, he really wanted to see his son and have a meal, so he willingly gave him the money.

Now that I see him on stage, my heart finally stirs, and I look at him carefully and meticulously.

I noticed that Da Lin, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, looked more radiant than before, and was much more confident. He was no longer the same person he was when he was with Deyun Club.

The thought filled him with overwhelming guilt.

It was my own fault that I harmed my eldest son, and it was also my own fault that I harmed myself.

Regardless of all that, he composed himself and started watching the children's performance.

This performance was by Tao Yang. Tao Yang doesn't often perform crosstalk, and this one was simply to warm up the atmosphere in the first half of the show.

The atmosphere was warm and pleasant, and the two bowed as they left the stage.

Guo Degang clapped along. Just like in the video, not only has the solo performance improved a lot, but the duo performance has improved even more, and the rhythm of the performance was very well controlled.

He watched the other performers as well, but not as intently as he watched Da Lin. His attention only returned when Da Lin came on stage again.

Sometimes I can't help but laugh along.

Because Yue Yunpeng, his senior brother, and Kong Yunlong all took to the stage to deliver jokes, the group performance was lively and entertaining.

He was happy, and Wang Hui couldn't help but sigh beside him, knowing clearly that he probably couldn't let go of his eldest son, while he began to neglect his youngest son.

We need to find a way, but what can we do?
It's all my son's fault for being so useless; he's no match for Guo Qilin at all.

Perhaps we can really use today to cultivate a relationship with Guo Qilin?
Coming here to perform today is clearly a great opportunity.

But how do we win them over?
He didn't believe Guo Qilin would completely forget their past actions, having once knelt before them and later plotted against them; he had long been wary of them.

I feel hopeless about the rest of my life.

A little while later, the group crosstalk performance came to an end, and the audience erupted in applause, inviting Guo Qilin to return for an encore.

During his encore, he brought his master along and gave a short performance.

They were talking at home on the other side.

Hehe was watching TV with her aunt, feeling bored.

Dad went out to work tonight, and Mom is out too, so they're both very unhappy.

"Auntie, how long will it take for Dad to come back?"

"I don't know. Someone invited your dad to perform today, so it might be very late."

With her little mouth pouting, Hehe said, "I want to go and see what's going on, I want to find my dad."

"How can we find him? Dad is busy, and it wouldn't be good for us to bother him."

"I'm looking for my grandma, and she'll take me there."

When a child gets carried away, he insists on doing something, so he takes his watch and calls his grandmother.

"Grandma~"

Upon receiving Hehe's call, Bai Huimin smiled and replied from home, "What's up?"

"I'm going to find my dad."

"Dad is busy."

"I want to go! I want to go play at Daddy's place. I miss Daddy."

The beginning was fine, but the last sentence, "I miss my dad," carried a hint of grievance and sadness.

Bai Huimin couldn't stand it; there was no way she could refuse.

"Okay, let's go find it. Let's go together, I'll come pick you up, okay?"

"Thank you grandma."

The phone hangs up.

The little girl's unhappy expression disappeared, leaving only a happy face.

Deng Yiling had nothing to say; the whole family spoiled her, to the point that she still had to take Hehe out to play late at night—it was such a hassle.

But they didn't mind the trouble at all.

She had originally planned to wait for her brother-in-law to come home tonight and tell him that she had finished writing the song.

I wrote more than one song; I added another one based on my previous inspiration, wanting to give my brother-in-law and sister a surprise.

Now they're rushing over there.

About half an hour later, Bai Huimin called an assistant to come and pick up the two of them.

After receiving the call, we set off together for the Beijing Exhibition Theater.

She had been to the Beijing Exhibition Center countless times and knew its structure inside and out.

However, since there were no tickets, someone had to pick them up when they arrived at the venue, so they called a few children who weren't performing.

"Oh, Auntie's here!"

When Yue Yunpeng received the call, he was surprised and quickly called his third brother and brother Luan to go out and answer it.

Upon receiving the person, I was overjoyed.

Because Dalin's daughter was also there.

“Hehe said she missed her dad, so she came to see him.” Bai Huimin got out of the car and took the little girl’s hand.

"Dad's performing, shall we go find him?"

Yue Yunpeng especially loves this daughter. She has a daughter of her own, but she just loves the one born to Da Lin.

Hehe recognized these uncles and elders, nodded, and followed them to the backstage area of ​​the Beijing Exhibition Center.

When we got backstage, a bunch of men hadn't done anything yet.

The girls in the drum music club were the first to be surprised.

"Wow, that must be Master Lin's daughter."

"so cute."

"It's grown this big? I saw it was so tiny online before."

"What a beautiful girl, no wonder Master Lin posted photos of her."

Several girls, not being very familiar with the place, didn't dare to approach and get to know it, so they could only follow behind and watch.

Hehe looked at her grandmother's hand, then turned her head to glance at her aunt, "Where's Daddy?"

Deng Yiling blinked, speechless. She asked herself, "Who am I supposed to ask?"

"They're putting on a show, it's the last program, it's Dad and Grandpa performing, do you want to watch?"

The little girl acted as a catalyst, energizing everyone backstage, who started talking to her one after another.

This includes Feng Zhaoyang, Yan Hexiang, Zhang Jiuling, Yang Jiulang, and Shaobing.

Even Tao Yang, with his smile still on, came over to see what was going on.

"Uncle, could you show me the way? I can't find my way."

"Okay, this way, be careful."

"Uncle, my dad has the same clothes as you, they're the same color."

"Really? That's a performance costume."

"Uncle~"

"This isn't an uncle, you should call him grandpa, or even third grandpa." Luan Yunping, standing beside her, gently corrected the little girl's way of addressing Kong Yunlong.

Hehe, still holding her grandmother's hand, replied, "He doesn't look old at all."

"Haha, he may not be old, but he's tough as nails. You must know how powerful your great-uncle is. Your dad probably didn't even tell you."

"What are you going to say?"

We walked and chatted along the way.

Hehe's mouth never rested.

The people she was chatting with probably didn't realize it.

But Shaobing, Yan Hexiang, and the others standing next to her exchanged bewildered smiles. Goodness, this little girl talks a lot and is a bit of a chatterbox.

He really is a child who can perform crosstalk.

While chatting, Hehe came to the side of the stage and saw her father performing, with her grandfather standing next to him.

Looking at her father, Hehe already knew what he was doing, but since she couldn't understand crosstalk, she turned her head and asked.

"How much longer until Daddy finishes?"

"Almost there, almost there, about twenty minutes left, just wait patiently."

After hearing that it would take twenty minutes, Hehe really didn't want to wait any longer, so she went backstage as if she were a familiar face and found a stool.

I haven't found one for myself yet, but I've found one for my grandma and my aunt.

As for the other uncles, they readily spoke up.

"Uncle, please get your own stools."

"Hey, we'll take them ourselves."

Hehe's cuteness almost made a bunch of grown men swoon.

Come here and feel as at ease as if you were at home.

After all, everyone around her knew her, so there was nothing to feel constrained about.

The only people I didn't recognize were the group of older women following at the very back; they were staring intently at me.

"Auntie, is there something on my face?"

Deng Yiling shook her head. "No."

Having heard the answer, Hehe had no choice but to ignore it and sit on the stool to watch her father's performance.

As I looked around, I felt a little hungry. I looked left and right and asked, "Grandma, is there anything to eat here?"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go get it."

Before Bai Huimin could answer, Yue Yunpeng, Kong Yunlong, and Shaobing readily agreed and strode off to the backstage to get it. (End of Chapter)