Crosstalk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is set up under the stage Chapter 59 Grandpa, are you the only one who drinks feelings? Everything]
Chapter 59 Grandpa, are you the only one who drinks feelings? Everything]
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Hearing Meng Hetang's words, Luan Yunping looked at Qi Yuncheng in the background with confusion, not just for a day or two.
It’s almost half a month.
Not to mention, when the master, uncle and other elders came backstage, the questions he asked were all related to opera.
But the programs they arranged were not related to opera.
"or!"
Meng Hetang's eyes wandered towards Qi Yuncheng, "Captain Luan, why don't you go and ask?"
Luan Yunping thought it was unnecessary at first, but suddenly she remembered something and it really passed.
When I looked over, it turned out that the phone was playing opera.
"Yuncheng, don't forget tomorrow. The press conference will be held commercially this time."
Hear the sound.
Qi Yuncheng raised his head slightly, then nodded again, and continued to look at his phone, wanting to finish listening to a piece of "Dingjun Mountain" before talking about it.
At the same time, he whispered, "Don't worry, I won't forget. I have set three alarm clocks at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
Won't be late.
By the way, Team Luan, please post the video of the theater that day! Is there anyone coming to the small theater? I haven’t performed in Zhang Yiyuan recently.
I don’t know.”
"It's been posted, and a lot of people are watching it. Now Zhang Yiyuan is pretty good, at least it's working."
"Oh, okay, I get it!"
Luan Yunping originally had something to say, but Qi Yuncheng agreed and then looked at her seriously, so he had to leave because he really couldn't get in the conversation.
I simply didn't bother to disturb him. They had just finished their performance and the backstage was still being cleaned up.
And just as Luan Yunping was walking around, a familiar person suddenly came to the backstage entrance of the overpass.
See him.
Luan Yunping, Meng Hetang and others all walked over, and when Qi Yuncheng noticed it, he naturally did the same.
In fact, it was none other than the uncle Yu Qian. He was wearing casual clothes and walking briskly, as if he was hiding something.
"Godfather, why are you here? If you wanted to come to the small theater to see it, I should have known that I would drive to pick you up."
Meng Hetang was the first to come forward and say something.
"Hey, there's no need to call you, but I'm not here just to take a look, I have something to do."
Yu Qian waved his hand, walked around them, and then walked directly in front of Qi Yuncheng, while deliberately pulling him aside to speak.
"Man, have you arranged any performances for Dalin recently?"
When the uncle asked about this, Qi Yuncheng was a little puzzled, and then shook his head. At the same time, he asked about the smell of wine, and he was used to him doing this.
So I answered.
"No, Dalin knows that I want to do business acting or something.
Never bothered me once.
So after I’ve been busy recently, I’ve been quite free and have been listening to opera.”
"That's right! Then you asked Yan Hexiang to measure Dalin for the previous special show?"
"Yes? Uncle, what's wrong?"
Speaking of this, Yu Qian felt a little ashamed as an elder, and then said with a pinch of teeth, "Didn't Mr. Hou film a special performance that day?
Then put it on the official account of Deyun Little Theater.
Dalin's grandfather saw it and thought he was quite talented.
Then he called me and asked me. I drank three bottles of white wine with my friends outside and talked a bit too much. I guess I might have confided all my thoughts about Dalin.
When his grandfather heard this, he became emotional and said he could just say what he wanted to say, why should he wait.
And you don’t have to think too hard and want him to work in this industry exclusively.
As for your recent business performance, maybe he will also go there, anyway, I think he is paying close attention to you."
"Grandpa?" Qi Yuncheng didn't realize who he was referring to, but after understanding it, he suddenly said, "Master Shi Fu Kuan?"
"What else?"
Qi Yuncheng was silent, not knowing what to say for a while.
It would definitely be fine if Mr. Shi went to see his own commercial performance, and he would be very welcome.
He also hadn't seen Master Shi for a long time after Master Hou passed away.
But it was a bit troublesome for Daye Tulu to think that Dalin actually wanted to talk about cross talk, because Dalin wanted to wait for a while before talking about it.
Maybe it happened to be that time in the previous life.
Let Dalin directly talk about cross talk now, obviously it will advance the process a little bit.
Qi Yuncheng has traveled through time. In recent times, he has tried his best not to change anything. After all, there is a possibility of a butterfly effect.
Once it changes, he may not be able to foresee what will happen next.
Even Xiao Zhuer may not come back.
If that were the case, it would be quite embarrassing.
But in front of Uncle Yu Qian, it was impossible for him to express his worries, so he changed his tone and responded, "Uncle, then this is a good thing.
We in Deyun are actually short of people. He can say that it can be regarded as adding more people.
Then why did you come to me?"
"Why are you still here? Go to your master's house. Your master is already there. When I get the call, I will stop by to pick you up."
"Huo oh, uncle, those three bottles of white are only for feelings."
Qi Yuncheng was originally calm, but when he heard this, the emotional master was already waiting there, right?
How could you not be in a hurry?
He quickly put away his cell phone and took off his coat.
They had just finished the performance, and he was looking at his phone when he came down, so he didn't have time.
After everything was cleaned up, the two of them left the theater.
Then we drove away together.
He was in a hurry without leaving a word.
Only Meng Hetang and Luan Yunping were left looking confused.
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"Degang, look, you don't have a child to pay attention to it? Dalin wants to talk about cross talk. If he wants to, why wait?
I watched that scene and it was okay.
Well enough.
Take advantage of the time and let him practice more. It will not be easy when he is your age.
So day by day, don't be so strict with Dalin.
I was too scared to say anything.”
Late at night.
Shi Fukuan, who was over sixty years old, was sitting in Guo Degang's home, pointing at the video playing on his mobile phone, and sounded like he was calling for punishment.
Guo Degang and Wang Hui were standing by, and they really didn't know what to say.
Especially the former, who could only listen and respond at the same time. At the same time, he also felt quite surprised by this incident.
I didn't expect that Dalin really wanted to do this.
But unfortunately, he is still studying in the evening and has not come back.
"Uncle Master, I can ask the child when he comes back!"
"I should have asked a long time ago. Does the child like it? If he didn't like this scene, he wouldn't work so hard."
Shi Fukuan nodded and said this again.
As for why he was so excited and came over late at night.
The first is that he is a relative from another generation, and he has watched Dalin grow up. The second is that it can add industry to the cross talk industry, and the older generation will be interested in it. The key is that this is a good seedling.
And there are so many senior brothers around who can take him with him.
"Uncle Master, please drink tea. The child should be back soon, and so will Yuncheng."
At this moment, Wang Hui politely handed a cup of tea to the gentleman, for fear that his mouth would become dry.
Seeing them like this, Shi Fukuan himself was also happy.
In fact, his personality is not that restless, but after working with his old partner for a long time, sometimes he can vaguely learn some of his shortcomings.