Crosstalk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is set up under the stage Chapter 350 After her boyfriend met his parents, Song Yi was forced to be a maid for a day!
Chapter 350 After her boyfriend met his parents, Song Yi was forced to be a maid for a day!
When he came to the side curtain, without even saying a few words to the master, Qi Yuncheng saw him accepting the gift amid bursts of lively applause, and then sat down peacefully.
"Thank you everyone, what Yuncheng said just now is that Shen Can is rushing to take the exam. I have a chance today, so I came here to practice.
Let’s not talk about the good or the bad.
It is good for children to have a desire to learn.
And as you know, it has been very lively for several days, with various special performances.
Today is a special day of dedication, with storytelling in the afternoon and opera singing in the evening.
However, I am getting older and older, and I am not as energetic as I was in previous years, so the main reason is that my children are more noisy.
I wonder if any of you have seen Yuncheng singing?"
Audience: "Yes!!"
"As my children grow up, they become more and more naughty. The young master sang a special part, which I didn't know before.
If anyone likes it, I’ll catch him and sing a bit at night.”
"good!!!"
Quack, quack, quack, quack!!
Guo Degang nodded happily when he heard the movement, "We'll see if we can catch him."
So today I’m going to talk about reading. When I was young, I learned storytelling first. I got started with storytelling when I was seven years old, and I learned cross talk when I was nine. So for me, the emotion of storytelling is deeper than cross talk.
But to be honest, the art of storytelling is even more inferior than cross talk..."
Word by word.
Qi Yuncheng, who took a sip of water from the side and swallowed it, also began to listen to his master's book.
Although the location may not be very good and you can only see the side, it is enough.
In fact, he had thought before that if he was really not popular, he would just go to the theater and listen to music every day. Even if he did this for the rest of his life, he would not feel that his life was wasted.
Because I like it, but now for some reason I can’t come to the small theater more often, so I still come secretly.
Although there are many performances in big venues, they are different from small theaters, which are the base for actors.
"By the way, senior brother, let me tell you something."
Suddenly Yan Hexiang standing next to him said something.
"how?"
"You haven't come to the small theater much recently. Some audience members passed the performance on a meager basis and suddenly selected the Fourth Young Master Deyun.
Master also specifically acknowledged it."
Qi Yuncheng turned his gaze and asked, "Who is there?"
"Zhang Yunlei, Zhang Helun, Meng Hetang, Ning Yunxiang, so now they almost all come together for normal performances."
"sure."
From the very beginning, Deyun was called the Fourth Young Master of Deyun or the Fourth Young Master of Deyun. Why? It was because he wanted to have a name so that people could recognize him.
The Fourth Young Master and others were Cao Jin and the others before. After all, they were the most popular at that time.
It's a good thing that they have got a bunch of them now. As for Ning Yunxiang, he is the grandson of Mr. Zhang Wenshun, and he is not bad looking.
However, I felt that I was not suitable for the cross talk stage, so I faded out after a period of time.
However, Yan Hexiang's voice did not stop, "We may have another performance later, and we hope you can come and have a look. Many audiences like you very much.
You also asked us to take the message, so I hope you can participate."
"About how long?"
"Maybe a few days or so, during the National Day."
Qi Yuncheng shook his head, "What a coincidence, after the National Day special performance, I have to take leave to go to Hubei, and Song Yi's birthday is coming soon.
Late October.”
"It's okay, I won't delay my sister-in-law's birthday. We are planning to do a cross talk drama on the National Day.
Dalin plays Cui Yingying, Senior Brother Yunlei plays the matchmaker, and I play the wife.
When the time comes, I'm thinking, you can make a living.
I don’t know if it will work, but it’s just for fun anyway, and it’s in our Guangde Building.
Moreover, Dalin has recently started to lose weight, has lost a little weight, and is also controlling high-calorie foods."
"It seems that your posture is quite strong."
Listening to Yan Hexiang's words, Qi Yun Chengdu was a little moved, so he nodded, "Let's see if we can catch up. I guess it won't be a big problem."
"Okay, it's agreed."
Yan Hexiang kept nodding, but he was a little concerned, "One more thing, when writing your name, we don't dare to write your name, otherwise there will be hundreds of people squatting outside like today.
Scalpers will also speculate on votes.
so……"
"I know, just follow your instructions."
"Um."
After he finished speaking, Yan Hexiang was already sending a text message, as if he was informing someone. Qi Yuncheng could not care less and continued to listen to the master's storytelling, which was about a section of "The List of Gods".
Let’s see if we can finish it in these few days of special sessions. If we can’t finish it, it’s another trap.
But according to the master's rhythm, it is probably a trap.
Qi Yuncheng's own words will leave as few holes as possible, because he doesn't say much and usually only speaks a short article.
It's not that I can't say it long, but if I say it today, it may take several months to say it again. It's embarrassing for him to think about it.
Just like that, as time goes by.
The list of gods is over, and today’s storytelling matinee is also over.
But the evening show was even more lively because Guo Degang mentioned that he wanted to arrest Qi Yuncheng, so the audience inside went out to talk.
As soon as the people outside knew about it and the scalpers inquired again, a lot of people gathered.
But for the evening show, it would be impossible for Qi Yuncheng to put on makeup and put on opera costumes for a scene.
Only after a group of people finished performing, he came out and sang a few verses with the master. After all, there was no arrangement for him in the first place.
After singing.
Qi Yuncheng started booking air tickets as soon as he got home. During the National Day holiday, he would have a lot of time to go there with Song Yi.
It's just that it's difficult to book air tickets during the National Day. It took me a long time to get two tickets in one night. The motherland's holiday is another seven-day holiday, and countless people are traveling.
But he was different. He was meeting his girlfriend's parents. At the same time, he was thinking about how long it would take to say that sentence alone in this extremely big house.
Song Yi said before that there is nothing special about getting married, as long as he says it, she will agree to it.
But as a boy, it is still very difficult to say it easily. The first is that both of us have careers, and the second is whether the girlfriend's parents can accept getting married so soon.
Everything has to be dealt with in the past.
Without thinking too much, I told my girlfriend to buy the tickets and then went to bed.
As for the next few days, they went by quickly.
Time passed by. After the special performance on October 1st, the two of them flew to Hubei on October 2nd.
But when they got on the plane and flew over.
In a villa in the rose garden.
Wang Hui was very worried because according to her understanding, maybe this time she went there to discuss the topic of marriage with her parents.
So I don’t know what will happen when I get there.
After much deliberation, I don't know what to worry about.
Finally, I had no choice but to go upstairs and find Guo Degang in the study. At this moment, Guo Degang was singing an opera at the top of his lungs.
"Yuncheng and his daughter went to Hubei. I'll go to his house and you can figure it out on your own."
"good!"
After explaining, Wang Hui left, but Guo Degang was speechless. Why was he more worried than before as he got married?
But there is nothing they can do about it. As elders, if they don’t worry about their children, what else can they do?
It’s just that he doesn’t understand what Wang Hui did in the past.
Wang Hui has her own ideas, and she will understand them when the children come back.
The other side.
After spending a few hours, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi got off the plane and took a car to go home.
When it's time to get home.
Wang Hui is worried about it. Could it be that the woman’s parents are not worried about it?
On the contrary, he became even more helpless.
Because Qi Yuncheng is a very popular actor for them, their daughter will definitely be happy to bring him back and have a good look at it. But they are just ordinary people, what should they do when they come here?
I don't know how to entertain.
"Have you bought the vegetables?"
"Buy it?"
"Would you like to clean up the toilet?"
"Now that I'm done with it, there's nothing left to do."
"We have had many video chats before, and the child looks pretty good, but will my daughter feel that our home is a little small when she brings her here?"
"No, the child looks fine. How about cooking now?"
"How long has it been? It's still early for dinner."
Living room at home.
A couple also kept talking.
But at the moment they were chanting, there was movement at the door. Without waiting for a reaction, Song Yi opened the door and took a big step to enter the house happily.
"Mom and Dad, I'm back. This is my boyfriend. How about it? Does he look better in person than in the video?"
"Put your things aside first."
Mother Song ignored her daughter at all and pulled her aside with a wave of her hand. Then she looked at Qi Yuncheng who slowly walked in the door.
"Uncle and aunt, hello you two!"
"Hey, okay... that..."
Father Song stood in front of his child and was speechless for a moment. He only turned around and said to his daughter, "What are you doing standing still? Pour some water. I'm already thirsty after such a long time. Also, tidy up the room and stay there tonight." this."
"Yes!" Mrs. Song nodded quickly and pointed to the room, "You clean up the room. I dried the sheets and everything. After laying them, Yun Cheng fell asleep here."
"Sit down first, kid."
"Okay, thank you."
Qi Yuncheng nodded and put the gift he bought aside.
Song Yi's parents are very ordinary parents. They are not as well-maintained as celebrities. Their faces are stained with wrinkles caused by time. Even Song's father's hair has a bit of white hidden in it. He is probably a few years older than his master.
Mother Song looks a little younger, has short hair, and is very enthusiastic.
"Yuncheng, sit down, do you want some fruit? I'll ask Yiyi to peel it for you. There have been no performances during the National Day recently. It won't be easy to come over."
"Fortunately, I have some free time during the holidays anyway, so we discussed coming over."
"Okay, okay! Hurry up and sit down!"
…
When entering the door, Qi Yuncheng kept talking to the two of them while walking step by step towards the sofa in the living room.
But Song Yi, who was three or four steps away from them and was still holding something in his hand, was stunned and motionless.
His expression was petrified, and he had no idea whose home this was.
Why do I feel like I'm not my biological child? I finally came back, but all my eyes are on my boyfriend.
If that's all, forget it, and treat her like a maid when you come back.
"Dad...Mom...you, you guys??"
Hear the sound.
Father Song and Mother Song, who had already sat down, looked at their daughter and said something immediately.
"Why are you standing there? Pour some water and tidy up the room. Hurry up, we'll start cooking later."
"Okay...I'll go, I'll go!"
Song Yi felt aggrieved and started to do what his parents said. Qi Yuncheng felt a little distressed when he saw it.
But Song Yi's parents were not worried at all, "Don't worry about her. She is lazy at home all day long. How can she do anything if she doesn't move?"
a while.
Song Yi poured water for the three of them at home. There was nothing wrong when he handed it to his parents, but when he put the water in front of his boyfriend.
She felt even more aggrieved, biting her lip and unable to explain her emotions.
But what else could Qi Yuncheng do? He could only pretend not to see it.
When she turned around to clean up the room, Qi Yuncheng chatted with her parents for a while.
There is no tension at all. He is an actor and cannot be thin-skinned. Besides, he also makes videos from time to time, so it's fine when chatting.
On the contrary, the two of them were a little excited and asked more questions.
He hardly conceals anything and says everything he can.
However, after chatting for an hour or two, Song's father and Song's mother went to the kitchen to cook, but Song Yi sat beside her boyfriend without saying a word and watched TV in a daze.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Qi Yuncheng asked.
"How can I be happy? You are their biological child, right? The difference in treatment is too great."
It's definitely okay when a child does something, but after a comparison, she must have some ideas.
"Okay, do you want me to go over to the kitchen and help?"
"No, you must not go, I beg you!!"
Song Yi was suddenly startled and grabbed her boyfriend's arm tightly, "If you show off your cooking skills, my parents will talk about it to death.
Just watch TV, just watch TV."
Holding the remote control, Song Yi quickly changed the channel on the TV that was playing the advertisement. The channel was changed, but the expression on his face did not change.
But the more she felt aggrieved, the more smile appeared on Qi Yuncheng's face, because his girlfriend liked everything.
After a burst of aroma wafted from the kitchen, Mother Song shouted loudly.
"Come here and serve the food, don't just sit there."
"Oh, good!!"
At home, Song Yi had already learned how to do this. As long as she didn't go against her parents, she would try to avoid being criticized as much as possible.
But Qi Yuncheng was a little uncomfortable. He was used to doing small jobs, so he sat on the sofa and endured it. Fortunately, soon, Mother Song heard another voice.
"Yuncheng, let's eat."
"Okay, I'll serve it."
"No need, it's a rare time for you to come here, Yiyi come here!"
"oh!"
Song Yi agreed again and came over to serve the rice obediently.
After it was served, the family and a future son-in-law ate and chatted.
Most of the conversation was between the two children. After all, they didn't know much about the actor industry.
So I don’t know much about the industry of my daughter’s drama, but she likes it and always supports it.
Afterwards, they also talked about Teacher Guo, because he was quite famous and knew that he was Yuncheng's master.
It's just that no matter how long a meal lasts, it won't last long. In about forty minutes, lunch is over.
Qi Yuncheng got up and wanted to help wash the dishes. He had been doing this job at his girlfriend's place since the beginning, but when he saw him picking up the dishes.
Song's mother glanced at her, and Song Yi quickly turned around, took the bowl from her boyfriend's hand, and trotted into the kitchen.
"This is retribution."
Qi Yuncheng muttered inwardly when he thought of how she had persuaded her to stay in washing dishes.
And this situation lasts until after dinner. After dinner and a few hours of rest, it is time to wash up and go to bed.
After washing up, Qi Yuncheng went to the room that Song Yi had tidied during the day. There were three bedrooms and one living room in the house. They didn't seem to live in this room very often.
But it was kept in good order, and the bed was not too small, measuring 1.8 meters.
In addition, not being in the same room with Song Yi is also a courtesy, because he is not married yet, so he needs to keep some distance.
But just as he was tidying up the sheets and charging his cell phone, the door suddenly sounded a little, and in less than half a second, a small crack appeared in the door.
After the door crack appeared, it began to slowly expand, expanding to about twenty or thirty centimeters, and Song Yi slipped in sideways.
And it closed very quickly, but I was extra careful when the lock was about to collide, for fear of being seen by my parents.
It was nothing at first, but seeing Song Yi's thief-like appearance and the size of the crack in the door, Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but want to laugh. If his chest rose and fell more, he wouldn't be able to open it just that much.
But what's the point? What I like is her, including her appetite.
"Why are you laughing? I managed to sneak past you. Really, I have been your maid for the whole day.
Just drink tea and pour water. You also asked me to peel apples for you. You know I usually eat them with the skin on.
At most, buy some bananas to eat.
It’s easy to peel off.”
It seemed that he was complaining when he came in. His eyes, nose, and eyebrows were almost twisted together. Qi Yuncheng took his time and put down his phone to comfort him.
But here’s a reminder, “It’s okay to come in for a while, but you have to go back to sleep afterwards.”
"Ah? Why, I finally got here. My parents don't know. At worst, I get up early in the morning. Don't worry, I know how long they usually get up."
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. You have to go back to sleep tonight."
Normally, Song Yi would hold his hand and act coquettishly to get food. Today, after hearing such affirmative words, Song Yi paused and nodded obediently.
But that was also bedtime, and it was only about ten o'clock now, so it was still early.
Enough to play a prank on her boyfriend.
Because it’s really hard during the day.
But when the daughter comes to the room, do the parents know?
It's simply impossible.
In addition, knowing the character, I could understand what was going on when I heard the slightest movement, without going out to see. However, when I heard movement again after a while, Mrs. Song opened the door and took a look, which was a bit unexpected.
I feel quite happy.
"It seems like someone can control our daughter. She is usually so willful."
Father Song sat on the edge of the bed and exhaled, "This boy is a good boy. Let's stay here for a few more days. Anyway, there are still a few days off for National Day.
Let’s play with Hubei together.”
"That's okay. We also have many good places."
"But I want to meet Teacher Guo. Do you think you can let the child make a video call?"
"Let's talk tomorrow, there are still a few days left."