Know that there is nothing happening in the system.
Qi Yuncheng was too lazy to worry about anything, so he just took his phone and looked online.
Because of the heavenly essence at this moment.
Master and uncle are also hosting a party.
So for a while both Weibo and Tieba were very lively.
He even saw Tieba. There were viewers posting and taking photos directly online.
There were those of the master and the uncle, and there were also viewers who commented on the scene where he was talking about cross talk just now.
He didn't pay much attention to his own.
The master and the uncle took a few more glances. In the Tianjing Auditorium, the two men were wearing black coats, standing on the stage, throwing away their baggage and smiling.
It looks very happy.
There are also photos of the auditorium.
There is no doubt that the audiences at today's two games are in the same state.
Full of pits and valleys.
But I didn’t watch it for too long. I just browsed Lao He’s army post bar for a while, and then he had to play with Luan Yunping again.
More than twenty minutes.
It’s really not that long.
After going up.
Today’s New Year’s Day shows are also being performed one after another.
Today, the task of this group of actors is to speak until early twelve o'clock.
So the five-hour program is quite long as you can imagine.
During these times, I originally thought about adding more programs, such as changing it to eight or nine programs, but in the end I decided to give Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping a few more big encores.
After all, it is their exclusive show.
So after the cross talk "Weapon Book", "Selling Appraisal Clothes" and a bunch of encores, it was late at night, and then it went to the early morning.
It’s really the moment twelve o’clock arrives.
All the actors in today's scene came out to take a curtain call and expressed their gratitude and blessings to the audience.
This can be considered a new year, and I am really grateful for their support, otherwise it would be impossible for Deyun to return to this situation in the past few months.
But when it’s ten minutes past twelve.
Qi Yuncheng, who stood on the stage and asked about the time, was really helpless.
Logically speaking, it's really too late.
There will be times when the audience wanders around, for example, those who are worried that they will miss the bus home or have other things to do tomorrow.
But looking at the theater now, although some people have left, 90% of the people are still sitting in their seats and watching them.
After all, they have come to this theater, and most people must have free time, not to mention the New Year's Day holiday, so there is no problem staying up all night tonight.
But they have no problem, but the actors have a problem.
Looking at their excited state, Qi Yuncheng sighed behind the microphone, "It's so late and there are so many people, what should I do!!"
When this sentence came out, the audience was all happy.
You can see the helplessness on the actor's face.
I also like to see him like this.
Qi Yuncheng continued, "It's past twelve o'clock now, and we have arrived in the New Year. I am very happy to celebrate the New Year with everyone.
I just told my brothers and sisters that there will be a special performance in Deyun’s small theater.
The price will definitely be cheaper than here.
There’s no need to worry about scalpers copying tickets.
But will you still come?"
"Come!!!"
Thousands of people below answered in unison.
Qi Yuncheng nodded, opened his legs, and walked to the first row of the auditorium without saying a word, "Then let's collect the tickets from here!"
"Good guy, you are so impatient."
Hearing this sentence, Luan Yunping who was nearby quickly caught him, and the audience was laughing again and again by this time.
Qi Yuncheng, who was captured, explained, "What if they don't come?"
"So just put the money down here first?"
"That's okay."
"Anything is fine."
Qi Yuncheng said a few words casually, and he was also happy, and then looked back at Xiao Meng, Shaobing and other supporting actors.
"Come anyway, and I introduced them just now. They are all my senior brothers! Some of them know each other, some of them don't, so it's really late now.
Let’s all sing a little song at the end!
There is a little song called Dashi..."
"What?" Luan Yunping was startled behind the table and asked with her eyes wide open.
This move made the audience agitated. Needless to say, this must be the truth.
Qi Yuncheng cleared his throat and quickly corrected himself, "I talked too much and my throat felt a little uncomfortable. There is a little song called Daxixiang!
You may have heard it. If you can sing it, let’s sing it together!
Just sing one of the songs, "The Flower Flower Stage"!"
"Okay!!!"
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
As soon as the audience agreed, they burst into applause.
Qi Yuncheng subconsciously picked up the fan on the table and played with it while preparing to sing.
But at this critical moment, Meng Hetang suddenly walked over quickly from behind.
Then he whispered something in his ear.
Hearing this, he was startled, turned away from the microphone and said, "Is he taking it with him?"
"Yes! I've never left my hand. I just want to come together."
"Okay, it's easier to sing if you have a string."
"Then let me tell you?"
"Try to hurry up and don't waste time."
"Okay!"
After Meng Hetang agreed softly, he immediately turned around and said something to Zhou Hang, who was standing at the edge of the stage. After hearing this, Zhou Hang obviously didn't expect it, but he didn't dare to hesitate and trotted off the stage.
The audience was very curious about this news and didn't know what to expect.
And a while.
Zhou Hang brought his Sanxian'er to the stage!
That's right, let him accompany the strings.
Otherwise, Meng Hetang wouldn’t let him get it at this time.
At the same time, Qi Yuncheng was on the stage, introducing this very young actor to everyone.
"Everyone with a good memory may have an impression of this person at the beginning! His name is Zhou Hang, seventeen years old, a student of Deyun.
He plays the Sanxian well and is still in elementary school, so I let him accompany me for a while, but let’s decide on the Dingxian first.”
"Hmm!"
Zhou Hang nodded, and after Meng Hetang brought a stool, he slowly sat on the edge of the stage and began to prepare for tuning.
But to be honest, he is very nervous now.
My palms are full of sweat.
Because there are quite a few people below looking at him, not to mention the fact that this is his first time in this big venue with thousands of people.
It's not that easy.
However, with Sanxianer in his hand, he is still much more stable. After all, he has been studying for many years.
After wiping the sweat on the palms of my hands with a tissue in my pocket, I flicked my fingers, and a clear and pleasant three-stringed sound came out.
You can tell whether something is good or bad as soon as you listen to it.
Therefore, many viewers were really surprised. They didn't expect that this Sanxianer was so stable at such a young age.
Sitting there, it feels like an old man.
Inexplicable!
At this time, Qi Yuncheng also knew what the audience was saying. If he didn't say seventeen years old, who would believe that he was seventeen years old? However, he didn't waste any time and lightly tapped the fan in his hand.