"You, if you really stop me when the time comes, don't blame me for killing your relatives out of justice."

Early in the morning, Song Yi showed off his courage to her husband. He was just like this when he called her, and he was still very happy.

Qi Yuncheng looked at his daughter and smiled. It was okay to be angry now. Both father and daughter took aim at it.

But I can't mess with her, because I really love her.

"Come!" Song Yi said again on the bed.

"What's coming?"

"What else can you do? Kiss me and show it to your daughter."

"It's okay to kiss her, but there's no need to show it to your daughter. What does she know?"

"You take care of me, I'll do it."

Seeing that her husband was still looking at her daughter, Song Yi hugged her husband without saying anything, and then left a kiss on her cheek.

This made Qi Yuncheng speechless. What will he do in the future? He can compete with his daughter.

It is estimated that both sides will have to coax by then.

What exactly does marriage bring to a man? At this moment, he had to think about this question.

Song Yicai didn't care about the future, as long as he was happy now, but he felt depressed just as he was about to get out of bed.

When I was about to run away, I didn't see my shoes.

Just shout!

"Silly dog! Come here!!"

The words fell.

A much grown-up border collie ran over to the bedroom, holding Song Yi's shoes in its mouth. The key point was that it didn't feel that it was wrong and waggled its tail happily.

The dog was just over a month old when he arrived, and he was very small. Now after two or three months, his body has grown a little stronger.

However, my habit of holding shoes in my mouth has not changed, and I have to shout every day when I wake up.

Then it was delivered obediently.

"Everyone in my family is against me!"

After putting on his shoes, Song Yi patted the dog's head and went out to wash up.

Qi Yuncheng took a deep breath and didn't know what to say after watching this scene, because even a daughter-in-law who has just woken up and has a little temper is very cute.

After all, my wife is fine no matter what.

"Husband, when I come back from work today, I want to read the script." After going out, Song Yi was still talking about the cross talk drama.

"Know."

Suddenly talking about the script, Qi Yuncheng has his own busy schedule.

This last issue needs to be done well.

I rehearsed it completely in the small theater, and then rehearsed it again when I went to the program group, which was pretty much the same.

The key is not only rehearsals, but also someone from the program team coming over to record some of their clips for editing before the program is broadcast.

Reflect the things behind this work.

A very common technique in variety shows.

He was also staying at home and had not even left the bedroom when suddenly Qi Yuncheng's cell phone rang. It was the program team who was making an appointment.

There is no need to delay.

Just tell him directly this morning, because he agreed to show the script to the uncle, and at the same time in the morning he called the brothers to walk around together.

It's a pity that after my wife goes to work, Xixi has to be temporarily left with the master.

Yes, you can hire a nanny.

The nanny can also help them cook with their children, but the young couple is used to leaving their children there, so they have no idea.

After putting his daughter away and his wife taking care of her two children at home, Qi Yuncheng and the staff of the program team entered the Deyun Little Theater.

Deyun's performances are in the afternoon and evening.

It was extremely quiet in the morning, so it was enough for them to visit for a while. In addition, there was no audience, so the atmosphere was relatively deserted and comfortable.

It’s as if the whole world here belongs to you.

Moreover, the sets of seats in the auditorium and the stage all seemed very silent.

"Can I see the backstage?"

The staff of the program team raised the camera and asked, and at the same time, there were one or two staff watching the fun.

"Okay! It's not here yet."

He led Qi Yuncheng and others to the backstage of the small theater. As soon as they entered the backstage, the staff discovered something different.

Others' backstage is just a place for getting ready to go on stage and changing clothes.

But the walls here are all offering tables, and above them are black and white portraits. Other than that, other places are quite common. Of course, there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the white walls.

It’s pretty good-looking too.

I know the program may need it at some point.

Qi Yuncheng introduced it and pointed at one or two paintings, "We used to have our backstage credits here, but people kept leaving, and it was troublesome to keep changing them, so my master simply changed them to two paintings.

”

Listening to what the actor said, the staff kept nodding, including a relatively young girl who listened very seriously.

He was sent here by the show, but he also likes Deyun and Qi Yuncheng very much.

"Is this going to be broadcast by then?" Qi Yuncheng asked.

The little girl dodges her eyes a bit, and is indeed a little embarrassed to meet her, so she just nods.

"Then let me tell you a little more. In fact, many people were a little shocked when they entered the backstage. Because there were photos on the altar tables, they didn't know what they were for.

This is mainly dedicated to Mr. and seniors.

The one in the middle is our ancestor Dongfang Shuo! Anyone who knows anything knows this! The photo next to it is our old gentleman Zhang Wenshun.

He is the founder of our Deyun. Before my uncle, he was the one who praised my master. One shoulder is higher and the other is lower.

When we were on stage at that time, both Master and us children liked to imitate it. Of course, it was only on the stage, but the old man was very happy when he saw it in the background, and said that it was not like imitation.

In the blink of an eye, my husband passed away for a long time."

Looking at the big portrait on the wall, Qi Yuncheng felt strangely uncomfortable. Sometimes he wanted to come to the small theater more often. To be honest, he just wanted to take a look at the old man from time to time.

"And this guy next to me! It's my master, Mr. Hou Yaowen! He's very kind to us, but the altar table is different. The Coke on the table is a big bottle, otherwise it won't be enough to drink.

Because I just love this.”

Qi Yuncheng laughed helplessly, "The other portrait is of an old man with no hair. It's not that it fell off, but the old man shaved it himself.

Because I have more gray hair as I get older, I’m afraid of disturbing the audience, and I’m also allergic to hair dye, so I just shaved it off.”

After a brief introduction, the recording staff kept nodding. This must be broadcast, in order to learn more about the actors’ backsides.

After a while, another person came to Deyun Small Theater.

The uncle and a group of brothers.

When they saw the program staff, they didn't pay much attention. They were all actors and there was nothing unusual about them.

Immediately, we started discussing with a notebook in front of the camera.

The discussion was very lively because there were many people, more than a dozen people.

These are the ones who mainly show their faces. The total number of people who don’t show much face and are just walk-ons is more than 20.

The number of supporting players is also easy to manage, just grab a few.

For example, Qin Xiaoxian, Liu Xiaoting, Shang Xiaoju and other actors whom I know well.

"Okay, man, this book is rare, I guess it will be very good."

When Yu Qian saw what Yun Cheng handed over in the auditorium of the theater, he immediately praised him. He was experienced in this field. He was the lead in the cross talk drama.

However, this scene was relatively short, so he didn’t need much help, just a brief look.

"Is it possible for me to play a local gangster?" Zhang Helun was confused when he saw his script.

"Why not? I don't doubt Yuncheng's eyesight. You can act well if you just restrain yourself to that point." Kong Yunlong answered first, but he looked at his role as a good one. He was a hotel waiter.

It is very consistent with his job.

"You said that Captain Luan should play a character with bad eyes, is it because he doesn't recognize the road while driving?"

"What are you talking about?" Luan Yunping was speechless, "It's not even close to each other. It's all about the burden of performing! Okay, let's memorize the lyrics first, and then go through it again."

Qi Yuncheng also said at this time, "Uncle, take a look below and see what's wrong."
To be continued...