Chapter 237 The word horror cannot be used to describe you!
After thinking a lot, Qi Yuncheng's expression was a little gloomy. In fact, it didn't mean that he really couldn't guess the master's intention, but he was just imitating Huhu.
More specific questions need to be asked.
But now he was having a conversation with the uncle, so how could he go over and disturb him?
So I decided to have a good chat when I got home in the evening.
If we don't talk, there will be a knot in his heart that he can't get rid of, because he really doesn't understand this.
You have to know which of the popular actors in De Yun has not participated in those things. In his own words, it is a bit special.
Indeed, the route I mentioned before is different and I will focus on folk arts.
But this is not a reason, because there is no conflict between the two.
And even Boss Gao and Luan Yunping participated in some things in their previous life. As for me, these good guys are almost except for the programs brought by Master Shi and the master's own programs.
There's really nothing left.
It's not that I want to go and take advantage of the popularity and traffic, it's mainly that I'm curious about what master has arranged for me.
Since he has been a man for two generations, he has never seen his master Guo Degang educate a disciple like this.
He is really a special case.
"What's wrong? Have you been looking at Teacher Guo?" Suddenly, a small hand carefully touched the palm of Qi Yuncheng's right hand.
After feeling a touch of softness and warmth.
Qi Yuncheng's expression immediately changed from gloomy to joyful, and then he shook his head, "It's nothing."
"It's nothing? I see you don't look good? What's going on?"
It was impossible for Song Yi not to be worried. Just now she clearly saw that her boyfriend's brows were getting more and more ugly, which was very rare.
But when I thought of something, I suddenly understood, "Could you be thinking about the booing just now? That's indeed a bit..."
"Don't worry, I'm fine.
It’s just that sometimes I feel that the more I know, the smaller I feel.”
Qi Yuncheng is definitely telling the truth, because he can gain a lot of experience during this period.
But the more I gain, the more I feel that I am just a drop in the ocean in the folk art circle and in the countless years of development history of this folk art.
"That's it."
Song Yi actually didn't understand this at all, but he still acted like he understood it well and kept nodding.
Seeing this, Qi Yun was happy, and then he concentrated on resting for a while.
During this break, he watched some fellow apprentices chatting, and at the same time some of them talked to himself, but they couldn't talk for a while.
After the master and uncle came on stage.
A group of disciples in the background gathered around to watch.
Very lively.
But today’s program is just like that, one pair performing after another.
The performance lasted about three hours.
All the actors in Deyun took the stage to take their final bow.
During the curtain call, everyone on and off stage was very happy, as if the incident in the cross talk drama never happened.
Even when Zhang Helun and several other actors performed a song about dancing onions, the audience was filled with restlessness and joy.
But when Guo Degang felt the movement on the sidelines, he really didn't know what this was.
If only he could understand he is the one.
But these viewers loved it so much that they couldn't help it.
Then the most classic scene appeared.
Guo Degang squatted beside the stage with a dark face the whole time, thinking about what to do with these things. The audience and others thought they were the burden and appearance of the performance.
But only he knows what he is thinking.
After all, he didn't like something he had prepared for months, and then something that arrived in just a minute or two became very popular. He couldn't help feeling upset.
However, it only took a while for Guo Degang to return to his original expression, chatting and laughing with the children, and then completed the opening ceremony this time.
The opening ceremony is over.
Thousands of spectators began to disperse.
At the same time, all the actors backstage were getting ready to go to dinner.
This is all commonplace.
It’s normal to have a late-night snack when working the evening shift.
But Guo Degang had no such plan, so he asked Mr. Hou to drive him back.
But he wasn't the only one who didn't go.
Qi Yuncheng, Song Yi, and Wang Hui didn't have this idea, so they sat in a car and left. Song Yi happened to be on the way.
And I can have a good conversation with my wife.
But this time in the car on the way back.
Qi Yuncheng, who was sitting next to his master, still asked, "Master, are you still thinking about the cross talk drama?"
When Leng Buding heard this, Guo Degang couldn't show any other expression except a smile.
"What's there to think about? The performance is over, but it was quite lively today. The more lively it is, the more I feel like you kids have grown up.
And we are indeed old.
You have to work harder."
"Yes!" Qi Yuncheng agreed.
But Master’s words were not finished at all, “If you are very capable, you can use three points and leave seven points for your children and grandchildren. If you use all your abilities, your children and grandchildren will not be as good as others.
I only understand this when you grow up.
Your Master Hou led me like this back then.
But I didn’t understand it at all, and I didn’t even notice how much extra effort it required me to do. I just followed what was given and climbed up.
That feeling is the same as if you don't have children, you don't understand the feeling of being a parent.
And when you and I were on stage before, I wanted to show off all my abilities.
Even dying on stage was worth it.
More than 20 Tianjings have returned to the stage before, so happy to say that.
Thinking about it now, I feel that I was a bit naive, because by saying so much, I was actually going against my peers.
But if we do it all over again, it will still be the same.
Because the audience is our food and clothing parents, the more they give, the more they give.
It’s just that my age is different now, and my feelings about things will be different.”
Like pouring water, Guo Degang muttered these words to his child, not for any reason, just some emotions.
But after a while he said again, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"
"Master, do you know?"
"Nonsense!" Guo Degang laughed, "You are looking at me so eagerly, what else can I not know?"
"Well! Actually, it's not a big deal."
Qi Yuncheng glanced at Song Yi and his wife beside him as he spoke, and then spoke again, "I'm just curious about my future path.
And what do you think of me?
For such a long time, interviews, media, variety shows and other things, it seems that I haven’t had much contact with them.
I also know that you want me to focus on folk art, and I have the same idea, but I am still very curious about it, because none of my brothers are like me.
It’s the only one.”
Guo Degang taught the child without any delay, "Let's talk about Xiaopian'er. He was good at singing when he was a child, and you also have some talent.
But when I was teaching him, I felt that you were not allowed to listen.
The same goes for teaching Xiaoyue basic skills. What do you think is the reason?"
“Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude?”
"Yes! Sometimes you yourself don't know what you are capable of, but I understand. I can tell at a glance what direction you are probably heading.
I put this method on Xiaoyue so that he can learn it slowly.
But if I teach you according to Xiaoyue's method, you will be in trouble.
In the same way, you are different from others.
Because you are a very weird child, you may not even realize that your understanding is much more monstrous than that of people in your grade.
That's right, you are a monster, and the word "terrible" cannot be used to describe you."