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 is having a dialogue with the uncle, so how could he come and disturb him?
So I decided to have a good chat when I go 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 Deyun 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 art.
But this is not a reason, because there is no conflict between the two.
Moreover, even Boss Gao and Luan Yunping participated in some things in their previous life, except for the good guys brought by Master Shi and the master's own programs.
It’s really nothing.
It’s not that I want to go and take advantage of the popularity and traffic, it’s mainly because I’m curious about what master has arranged for me.
Because 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 immediately changed his expression from gloomy to joyful, then shook his head, "Nothing."
"It's nothing? I see you don't look good? What's going on?"
Song Yi couldn't help but 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 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 and kept nodding.
Seeing this, Qi Yun was happy, and then he took a rest for a while.
During this break, he watched some fellow apprentices chatting, and some of them also talked to him, but they couldn't talk for a while.
After Master and Uncle came on stage.
A group of disciples in the background gathered around to watch.
Very lively.
But today's program is like this, one pair 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 the stage was very happy, as if the cross talk drama had never happened.
Even when Zhang Helun and several other actors performed a song about singing, the audience was filled with restlessness and joy.
But when Guo Degang felt the movement from the side, he really didn’t know what this was.
If he can understand, he is the one.
But these viewers love it so much that they can’t help it.
Then the most classic scene appeared.
Guo Degang squatted by 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. It was impossible for him not to feel uneasy.
However, in just a short while, Guo Degang returned 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 are getting ready to go to dinner.
This is 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 just happened to be on the way.
And I can have a good conversation with my wife.
But on the way back to the car.
Qi Yuncheng, who was working 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. It's just that it was 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 the Master's words were not finished at all, "If you are very capable, you will leave three points and seven points for your children and grandchildren. If you use all your abilities, your children and grandchildren will be inferior to others.
I only understand this when you grow up.
You, Master Hou, led me like this back then.
But I didn’t understand it at all, and I didn’t realize how much extra effort it had to do for me. 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 is worth it.
More than 20 Tianjings have returned to the stage before, so happy to say that.
Thinking about it now, I feel a little naive, because by saying so much, I am actually going against my peers.
But if we do it over again, it will still be the same.
Because the audience is our food and clothing parents, give more if you give more.
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 eagerly, what else can I not know?"
"Well! Actually it's not a big deal."
As Qi Yuncheng spoke, he glanced at Song Yi and his wife beside him, and then spoke again, "I'm just curious about my future path.
And what do you think of me?
For such a long time, it seems that I haven’t had much contact with interviews, media, variety shows and other things.
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 this, because none of the brothers is 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 taught 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, and I can tell at a glance what direction you are probably in.
I put this method on Xiaoyue, so that he can learn it slowly.
But if I teach you the way Xiaoyue did, 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 those of your peers.
That's right, you are a monster, and the word "terrible" cannot be used to describe you."