Chapter 225 Let Song Yi participate in a cross talk show?
"Don't say I'll think about it myself, man, just tell me your specific thoughts."
After hearing what the child said, Yu Qian naturally knew that there was something in his heart, so he was not interested and did not hide it, so he just urged him.
"My suggestion? It's actually nothing. If possible, I just hope that you and Master will have more scenes.
But that would be more tiring.
I just don’t know if you and Master are willing or not."
"Harmful!" Yu Qian waved his hand, "How could you not want to? As long as it makes you happy and the effect is good.
Your master and I can go to the fields and plant rice."
"Why is it so exaggerated?"
Qi Yuncheng said straightforwardly, "My words may make you two appear in the 1980s.
This era happened to be in a period of decline in the atmosphere of the place.
So my thoughts..."
After a slight break in his tone, Yu Qian was not happy, "Tsk, there's nothing to be hesitant about. You should just say, don't lose half of it here."
Suddenly Qi Yuncheng gave a bad smile and said, "My idea is that you wear a colorful top and a pair of bell-bottom pants, then light a cigarette and dance to the disco."
"Huo! What you did now is worse than planting rice in the field."
How could Yu Qian not be frightened? It was not that he had never seen this image before when he was young, but they were both in their forties.
To do this again would be unimaginable.
The key point is that if you really want to be like this, you will be so arrogant.
But thinking about the suggestions given by my children, I don’t think it’s impossible.
After all, if you appear like this, the effect won't be explosive.
"Uncle, do you think you can come?" Qi Yuncheng took advantage of the uncle's enthusiasm and asked again.
"this……"
If he really wanted to do it, even Yu Qian had to think about it, but he couldn't think for a few seconds, slapped his thigh, and looked like he was ready to fight.
"Yes! Why can't you come? Isn't this all just fun! I'll call your master here. I can't do this alone."
"Hooh!"
This time it was Qi Yuncheng who was surprised, and then he thought about how his master looked wearing a floral top and bell-bottom pants.
That's really impossible to watch.
However, why this image is created is also to restore the image of that era and give a sense of immersion.
"Uncle, you have to think about this. I'm afraid the audience will not be able to stand it and it will irritate their eyes."
Hahaha!
Yu Qian laughed heartily, and at the same time he felt much better inside.
He was worried at first, otherwise he wouldn't have smoked that cigarette, because in these theaters, he always felt that something was missing.
But I can't tell.
When the child said this, he was really upset.
The only bad thing is the explosion effect.
This can be found entirely in the contrast between clothing and personnel.
But just now.
Qi Yuncheng, who was sitting, suddenly felt something vibrating. He immediately turned sideways and took out his cell phone from his pocket. When he opened it, he found that it was a text message from Song Yi.
It has no special meaning.
It's just the usual exchange of greetings between two people, or some nonsense about love.
But the two of them often enjoy it.
However, at this moment, Yu Qian, who was smoking a cigarette and flicking the ashes on the coffee table, was a little stunned because from the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of the screensaver that lit up the screen when the child took out his mobile phone.
From this look, it’s impossible not to care.
So I sat next to the child and asked out of curiosity, "Hey, how long ago was that photo taken? Is there still a costume like this from the theater?"
"When she went back yesterday, I customized the clothes for her. She liked them, so she made them."
"That's a great relationship. Please contact me and see if you can let your daughter participate in our cross talk drama this time. I'm worried that there aren't enough people."
"She? Are you sure?"
"There's nothing uncertain about this, it's not like letting my daughter talk about cross talk.
It’s still what we were talking about in the 1980s.
Let her sing a song.
It was a sweet period during that time, and Ye Shanghai was in a good mood.
So we need a girl here!"
When he thought about it, Qi Yuncheng really remembered that this part of the plot really needed an actress, and to be honest, this actress was really lacking in Deyun.
If Song Yi is allowed to participate, it will indeed be a big help.
So he nodded, "Then I'll tell her now and I'll probably agree."
"But don't force yourself on others. If my daughter doesn't have time or is unwilling, forget it. I just think this is the right choice, and my daughter's cheongsam reminds me of it.
You don't even have to borrow clothes.
"Then the clothes I gave her really caught up with her."
Qi Yuncheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, because she really customized the cheongsam just for her liking, and she didn't expect it to be useful at this time.
But think about it, female performances of that era were really indispensable for this routine.
I just don't know if she will agree.
Because the cross talk drama is different from the drama she performs, and as a girl, she will definitely feel a little restrained when it comes to Deyun's performance.
But just as I was thinking about it, I pressed the number on the phone in my hand and the call came through immediately.
"What's wrong?" Song Yi's sweet voice came over again.
"Well..." Qi Yuncheng didn't know what to say for a while. He hesitated for a while before speaking, "I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter, tell me!"
"Probably just to let you wear the cheongsam for a little longer!"
"Ah?" Song Yi was surprised. Everyone didn't understand him. "Didn't I send you a photo? Besides, I don't have anywhere to wear this. It's different from ordinary clothes."
"Yes! Why not?"
At this point, Qi Yuncheng quickly said, "Deyun will hold an event later and needs an actress.
So I was thinking, how about you come over and give it a try?"
"Should I go to Deyun to perform? Will I support you? Are they willing to watch?"
"What do you think of this and still follow me? Do you know how?"
"Why not? Okay, of course, that's right, right, isn't it? I've never heard of it, so screw you!"
Qi Yuncheng was suddenly amused by his words and explained carefully, "Although there are few words of praise, there are also emotions of praise and suspicion in it!
The former is conducive to the development of the story, and the latter is intensifying conflicts!
So it's not as simple as just saying a few words.
Damn it! Why am I telling you this!
I'm not asking you to speak cross talk. It's also difficult for girls to speak cross talk. I'm asking you to participate in a cross talk drama.
Need the eighties style.
So it's most appropriate for you to wear a cheongsam. It can also be regarded as a stage for display.
How about it?
Come?"
After saying this, Qi Yuncheng was speechless for a while and was almost taken away by her.
Song Yi, on the other hand, was holding his mobile phone without thinking at all. He just asked simply, "Are you also on the stage when I put it on?"
Qi Yuncheng knew what she meant, that it was the first time she came to Deyun Stage to perform in a cheongsam, which would make her feel very insecure.
This is not a question of whether you are nervous or not.
It's just a mental state.
So let me know immediately.
"Yes! Don't worry, the uncle and I will probably have to show up by then, and then the general plot will be the host's announcement.
The crosstalk actor talks crosstalk and is coaxed down, so you can come up."
"Ah, you still have to be coaxed in the previous show?"
"Yes! That's how the crosstalk in the 1980s was. Everyone likes to watch beautiful women. How can two big men be welcomed by the audience? It's okay if they don't throw bricks."