Chapter 163 Come on, let’s start drawing the fans!
"Zhou Hang plays the string, senior brother, do you want me to call him over now?"
"No! Just leave him alone."
Qi Yuncheng knew that Zhou Hang was definitely fine, so he didn't bother to worry about him. The main thing was the few people in front of him.
So while there was still some time before the curtain call, I quickly told them the tune.
In fact, it can’t be said for too long, ten minutes at most is enough.
Because everyone’s tune is almost the same, and how can I remember these few words for so long?
All that needs to be overcome is the tension.
Especially Dalin.
Although he performed a cross talk today, he has never sung on stage.
So Dalin kept practicing with his own things.
At the same time, Qi Yuncheng also told them not to make a mistake. After all, it was no joke for the master to be angry. He had practiced Kung Fu as a child.
The master really ignored his apprentice for a week.
This is the scariest thing for apprentices, because if they don’t care about you, you really feel like you have nothing to look forward to.
If you are scolded and beaten, at least it proves that there is hope.
But at this time, among a large number of people, Xiaoyue bypassed a few people and came over to ask.
"Brother, how are you doing?"
"I'm practicing, and it's not too difficult. Master should be happy, and it feels like a temporary check!"
"Hmm!"
In response to these words, Yue Yunpeng nodded repeatedly, and then said, "Brother, actually, the master asked a large group of us to go to the side curtain, and then said that only those who are capable will come.
But I don’t have the guts to take this, for fear of taking the wrong one.”
"It's okay! No matter who sings it, it's the same!"
Qi Yuncheng smiled and turned to look at Yue Yunpeng next to him. He was actually quite self-aware, not to mention that he was too bad.
The main thing is that I just can’t.
He also has a very good personality and is down-to-earth.
But deep down, he had low self-esteem in his early days because he came from a rural area and was often bullied.
There were several interviews in later generations, and Guo Degang said it was a performance. He wanted to follow the car back, but was knocked down by Kong Yunlong.
I said, do you dare to sit down if you become a disciple?
Then he kicked him off.
But it's not Kong Yunlong, it's just Master covering up his name.
But with this kind of treatment and having been in Deyunli for so many years, it’s not easy for him to survive and gain enlightenment.
It's just that he doesn't want to talk more now.
After telling Dalin and Xiao Meng the tune, I picked up the brown envelope on the table and read my lyrics.
Take a look.
To find out that he is the last one among the disciples, it is really difficult for the master to believe in himself.
Just as he was looking at it, and just thinking about it a few times, Luan Yunping made some noise. He and Qi Yuncheng must have known that they were going to sing after they came down.
So I still remind the time intentionally.
So I spoke.
"Everyone! It's almost time. Master and uncle have finished talking and are starting to return. Let's go and wait now."
One sentence.
The originally restless backstage suddenly became orderly.
Then one by one began to gather.
It will definitely take a while before the gathering is over, but it won’t be long, only ten or twenty minutes at most.
After it's over.
Guo Degang stood on the stage and finally said his final words.
"Thank you all! I actually know that there are a lot of people here today, but we can only seat a few hundred people here. I'm really sorry.
There is nothing we can do about it, it’s not like before, the control is stricter.
Then let the actors come out at the end and chat together."
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
A round of applause.
From the side curtain behind the stage, figures finally began to appear.
Then they stood behind Guo Degang and Yu Qian one by one. Because the stage was really small, Yu Qian helped adjust his position.
Try to let everyone come up.
Fortunately, the Tianqiao Theater stage is not too small, so the dozens of them are still enough. In addition, some of the Deyun actors were not present due to other matters.
So it won’t be a problem for a while.
After seeing that everyone was about the same, Guo Degang once again turned his attention to the audience in the small theater.
I feel quite emotional because the new year and the new unboxing prove that Deyun will get better and better.
But don’t be nagging, just give me the words directly.
"As you can see, we at Deyun have more and more actors. And so many people came up just now during the opening.
At that time, I sang "Fa Si Xi"!
Well, we have to play a little song in the end, but it may be "The Great West Wing" or "Qingshui River".
Singing too much.
How about we get a fresh one today!!"
"Okay!!!"
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
Instantly, the men, women, and children below the stage became excited, and several audience members almost stood up and applauded.
In the end, I was pulled down by a friend on the side because I was afraid of affecting other people.
And Guo Degang understood it when he saw it, it would be like this when he was happy.
So I didn’t think it was anything, and then I picked up the fan on the table and showed it intentionally, "Then let’s sing a little song called "Drawing a Fan"!
"Drawing a Fan" is also called "Picture of One Hundred Ninjas" and "Peasant Joy"!
A small brand.
In this way, I don’t want to sing alone. Singing alone is too dry. Let’s ask a few children to follow us.”
Just as he was talking, Guo Degang suddenly looked at his silent senior brother next to him, "Teacher Yu, do you want to sing?"
"I don't sing!!"
Yu Qian shook his head and spoke.
The audience below immediately started chatting with each other.
"Sing one!!"
"Teacher Yu sings one!!"
"Come on one!"
"Sing an eighteen touch!"
……
Yu Qian: "Huo! If you really want to sing this, then you have to seal the box after opening it."
In every sentence, the whole theater is cheerful. As for the eighteen tunes, it is a minor tune, but the content is a little bit out of place on the stage.
How could Guo Degang allow the audience to continue talking about this? He quickly stopped and said, "Everyone, I need to explain, because "Drawing a Fan" is a ditty sung by men.
She can't come."
Yu Qian Yile: "Then if you say so, it would be appropriate for the two of us to come and touch each other!"
Guo Degang: "You are going crazy! This is it!!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Eh~~"
In the midst of bursts of laughter, Guo Degang almost choked on his senior brother. Good guy, this is really exciting, but he really felt that it was almost done. He looked to the left of the stage and introduced.
"The guy playing the string here is one of our Deyun students, his name is Zhou Hang.
Don’t look at your young age.
But large and primary schools.
Zhou Hang, is Xian'er okay?"
Zhou Hang, who had been preparing for a long time by the stage, sat on a chair and answered while holding his beloved Sanxian'er.
"Okay, Teacher Guo!!"
"Then what kind of tune should we make?"
Audience: "Hi c!!"
Zhou Hang hasn't answered yet, but there are others coming next. It's like this in a small theater. Guo Degang was speechless, "There are people shouting "Hey c" at the scene. If I knew "Hey c", I would be an eggplant!
That’s it!
Stop making trouble.
Just stick to the original tune, come on, let’s start drawing the fan!"