Crosstalk: There is no big or small thing on stage, but there is a new tomb offstage Chapter 351 My surname is Cui, my name is Cui Yingying, my father’s name is not Cui Yingying, my name is Cui Yingying!
Chapter 351 My surname is Cui, my name is Cui Yingying, my father’s name is not Cui Yingying, my name is Cui Yingying!
Eight o'clock the next morning.
The door opens.
The person who came in stood in front of the bed and looked at Song Yi still lying on the bed. He couldn't say anything. He couldn't sleep well, the sheets were wrapped together, and his belly was exposed.
He stretched out his hand and pulled it down gently, shouting immediately.
"Wake up, how long has it been? The sun is shining on your butt, are you sorry? Hurry up."
"Hmm~~"
Song Yi woke up, but still had his eyes closed. He only made gentle noises from his mouth and didn't move his body at all.
"Can't afford it? If I can't afford it, I'll just lift it."
"Why are you so fierce? You kicked me out last night. Really."
Fascinated by the lake, Song Yi opened his eyes. The moment he opened them, he suddenly woke up. He obediently changed from lying to sitting, with an awkward smile on his face.
Because the person in front of me is not Qi Yuncheng, but my mother. She got used to it when she was in Yanjing, and she often uses this to act coquettishly with him.
I was so lost in my sleep just now that I didn’t expect it wasn’t my boyfriend.
I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Mother Song's face was both funny and helpless. After taking a look outside the room to make sure no one was coming, she said softly, "What has become of you?
Why do I look so good?"
Song Yi scratched his hair, sat on the bed and whispered: "Mom, actually I have been dating him for a long time, but because he is an actor in Deyun, I have never dared to tell you.
When I told you for the first time, we were not just together, but we had been together for a while."
"I knew it!
”
"Ah? You know?" Song Yi was a little confused and thought he hid it well.
But how can you be a parent without being young?
Furthermore, you know your child so well that you can tell whether the child is lying based on his tone and actions.
You think you've been deceived, but in fact you can be guessed very well.
I just didn’t expose it and ask questions.
For a moment, Song's mother had no idea of going out. She sat on the edge of the bed, straightened her clothes, and ruffled her hair, "I don't know what to say about you. How can people like you like this?" p>
"Then don't worry about it." Song Yi suddenly smiled and responded.
But I was smiling and hesitating a little bit, because I have reached this point, and it would be really bad if I kept it hidden any longer.
After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said coquettishly.
"Mom, let me tell you something very important."
"What?"
"It's just...it's..."
"Say it!"
"I saw the diamond ring that Yuncheng bought before, so you should understand the progress. It's almost coming anyway. I even bought a house recently."
"Ah? So soon? You even bought a diamond ring?"
"No, no, no, it's not to that level yet. It's just preparation. And didn't I say that he and I have known each other for a long time."
Mother Song looked at her daughter's silence. Although she could guess some things, she still didn't know how long they had been together, so she would definitely think it was too soon.
But when I saw the look of pride on my daughter's face, I should have known that she was doing well, so I could only nod lightly, "It's okay to be nice to you anyway, we won't stop you.
Let's talk to your dad after breakfast later. It should be fine. He also thinks very well of Yuncheng.
I just don’t like drinking."
"Hey!"
Song Yi smiled sweetly, "He is an actor, and he usually doesn't drink much, otherwise he would get into an accident when he goes on stage, which would make him sorry for the audience."
"Yes, yes! Let's go have breakfast after washing up. I've been up early, so hurry up."
"Okay."
After agreeing, Song Yi got up in a hurry. As for the image, he didn't care at all. It's not like his boyfriend had never seen him before, so he didn't even bother with the sheets and ran out directly.
Mother Song wanted to say something more but gave up. The frail and sick little girl she held in her arms now has grown so big, and she feels it is ridiculous.
Because time really flies by.
The little girl has grown so big in the blink of an eye, but her love for eating has not changed.
I had to sew the wound because I knocked my chin, and I couldn't speak. But when I saw the food, the wound opened again. I can't change my character.
There is nothing you can do.
Mother Song began to tidy up the bed where her daughter was sleeping, then closed the door and went out to have breakfast together.
I ate breakfast very quickly.
It'll be over in ten or twenty minutes.
The moment they finished eating, several people were still following Guo Degang and Wang Hui in Yanjing and made a video call.
It’s a matter of meeting.
When Song Yi's parents saw it, they were indescribably excited. Guo Degang and the others knew very well, but they didn't expect that one day they would be in-laws.
To put it bluntly, I might be dreaming.
After all, he is a big star and a big actor.
They can usually only be seen online or on TV programs.
Guo Degang and Wang Hui were very happy to see them for the first time. They talked a lot with each other, and even gave Yuncheng a lot of advice.
Anyway, be more polite and don't cause trouble to others, and there's nothing else to talk about. After all, there are many restrictions on video,
So we agreed to meet up later so that we could have a good talk about the child.
After finishing the video, Song Yi secretly told his father about their affairs. Song's father heard it in the room and glanced at his extremely excited wife in the living room outside. She had begun to regard Yun Cheng as her child, so what else could he do?
Do you have any comments?
But to be honest, it would be too early to get married. Both parents have not met seriously yet. They only approved of the child and agreed to the intention to get married.
Of course Song Yi knew this, and after knowing it, she felt completely happy, and she quickly went out to play with her boyfriend. This boyfriend spent the National Day with her family, and she was happier than anything else.
So the family planned to visit some places in Jingmen in the afternoon, as it was impossible to stay at home for so many days.
But when they actually went out to play, Song Yi kept looking at Qi Yuncheng because his parents had already agreed, but he just didn't know when he said that.
"By the way, let's go to Longquan Park. I heard it's very beautiful there. Yuncheng, you haven't been there yet."
In the car, Qi Yuncheng drove and nodded slowly while listening to his girlfriend's words.
But Song's mother was not happy, "There are a lot of people in those places during the holidays, so what's the point of going there? It's better to choose a place with fewer people.
The less famous the better, we can go anywhere together anyway."
"Okay, okay. I'll do the navigation."
In this way, Qi Yuncheng went on vacation with his girlfriend and his family, and it was like this for the next few days.
After living there for a few days, Qi Yuncheng felt that it was pretty good. He lost his parents when he was a child. The first time he felt the atmosphere of home was with his master and his wife. This is the second time.
Not to mention that my girlfriend’s parents also take good care of me.
However, we have a seven-day holiday. They came here on the 2nd and have to go back on the afternoon of the 6th, so they can only play for about four days.
The moment I want to go back.
Naturally, Qi Yuncheng took Song Yi with him. They were both still working in Yanjing, but Song's mother was really reluctant to leave.
In the past, it was okay to send my daughter to Yanjing to study, but now that I know that she is about to get married, the feeling of reluctance will be much stronger.
Although there is still some time, it is almost there.
Fortunately, she met someone she likes, otherwise she would have to worry more.
"Just make a call or send a text message when you get there."
In the waiting hall, Song Yi looked at the text message sent by his parents and replied politely. After finishing the reply, he leaned his head on Qi Yuncheng's shoulder.
Do it softly and softly.
"How's it going? Have fun these days."
"Yeah."
Qi Yuncheng nodded, "After meeting your parents, I feel relieved. Let's..."
"What?"
Song Yi suddenly stood up, anticipating what he would say next. After all, it was natural for him to say it after meeting his parents.
But Qi Yuncheng's words made him think too much.
"After we go back, you can just move in here and I'll give you a ride every day."
"That's it, I thought."
"Why?"
"No." Song Yi shook his head and murmured, "It's a matter of time anyway. It's almost time. Get ready to board the plane."
"Okay!"
Get on the plane and leave Hubei.
The two of them returned to Yanjing after a few hours. Although it was only a few hours, it was already dark when they arrived.
After Song Yi called his parents, he found a restaurant nearby to eat.
After dinner, Qi Yuncheng returned to his girlfriend's rental house and planned to bring her something first, but there wasn't much.
It is very simple for her to live alone, with almost no big things. The only big things are a bed and a small refrigerator. As for TVs and other things, they are almost all given by the landlord.
So Qi Yunzheng drove Song Yi first and took some of Song Yi's daily necessities back to his house. The two of them planned to live together tonight.
But Song Yi was tidying up in the living room. When he went back to the bedroom to look for something in the cabinet, he suddenly found something else next to the original diamond ring box.
It's still a box, but it's a little bigger in red than the diamond ring. I don't know who put it in it, it's a bit baffling.
And when I opened it, my doubts instantly turned into surprise.
Because there was actually a pair of silver-white, well-made rings inside.
This is what both men and women need to wear when they get married.
Qi Yuncheng instantly knew who had let him go. It must be the master's wife. She shouldn't have pushed the marriage to such an extent.
I was stunned for a while in front of them.
Qi Yuncheng closed it again.
It’s not that he refused to say it, it was mainly because he couldn’t find a good time.
At least he has to wait until his master, mistress, and girlfriend's parents meet before he can be sure.
"What are you doing?" Qi Yuncheng went out of the bedroom and walked to his girlfriend and asked.
Song Yi looked down at his bottles and jars. Although there were not many, as a girl, it was impossible for him to live without them. "I will be filming with the crew later, and I want to use them."
"You have such good skin, why do you still care about this?"
"You don't understand. Besides, there has been a lot of sunshine recently, so you still need sun protection."
"That's not right."
Qi Yuncheng remembered what she had said when they were together before, "You said that only women need to carry umbrellas in the summer.
Why do you care about sunscreen?"
After being reminded by her boyfriend, Song Yi couldn't help but complain, "My mother told you that I almost had a tan when I was a child. After being told like this, I must do a good job in this aspect.
Otherwise, when I come back from filming, you won’t even recognize me.
Besides, I’m just a girl!
Otherwise, who will you marry then?"
"Titie?"
"Huh?" Song Yi agreed subconsciously.
"Does your name look like a girl to you?"
"Nonsense, it's not like you insist on calling. I'm used to it now. Oh, don't bother me. I'll choose. I'll see what I want to bring when the time comes."
Shaking his head, Qi Yuncheng smiled and went aside to stop disturbing her. You really have to pay attention to filming, otherwise you won't be able to accumulate fame in the future.
No matter who the character is, it is an experience.
After she finally made her choice, she packed up all the bottles and jars, and then stared at Qi Yuncheng intently.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
At the fifth second, Qi Yuncheng looked at the time and saw that it was around nine o'clock in the evening. Finally he couldn't sit still and said, "Are you hungry again? We only had dinner at six o'clock."
Song Yi said pitifully: "When you were at my house, I worked as your maid for quite a while."
"Okay...whatever you want to eat, I'll drive to buy it for you. I'm afraid that when I get married, I won't be able to find you until I'm at the banquet."
"Nonsense, what can I eat if I don't eat at the table? Besides, I don't know how long it has been since I got married."
Song Yi's voice was very low in the last half of the sentence, which sounded like a small complaint.
It's not that Qi Yuncheng can't hear it, but it still has to wait for a while. The more she talks about it, the harder it is to say it. Besides, it's her birthday at the end of October.
"Let's go, I'll take you to buy whatever you want to eat."
"Okay, okay! I won't bring my bag, hurry up."
Song Yi was afraid that he would be late, so he kept urging him.
I bought a lot in one night, mainly because she liked it.
Just wait for the night to pass.
Early the next morning, Song Yi went to play with his schoolmates. On the last day, even students from other places came back to Yanjing.
They haven't been able to meet each other recently, and they have already made an appointment to go out together.
Qi Yuncheng himself said that he had another performance, which he had agreed with Yan Hexiang before.
But it’s not a cross talk or storytelling, it’s just a cross talk drama, which is very lively on the last day of National Day.
Today's performance is over, and the company's arrangements for the North Exhibition and other venues will be very full.
Not to mention that in November, he will have to meet two teachers, Yu Kuizhi and Li Shengsu.
They should be back by then.
Time passed by, and at almost 7 o'clock in the evening on October 7th, Qi Yuncheng sneaked into Guangde Building.
Different from when they talked about storytelling before, there were hardly many people waiting outside the theater. There were at most a dozen audience members looking for scalpers to buy tickets.
Although there are still many actors who are not famous, today's lively scene was still full.
After entering, the backstage was extremely lively.
More than thirty people were walking around.
There are voices everywhere.
You can see one or two pieces of clothing almost everywhere.
There were even people in the crowd who were already putting on makeup, such as Xiao Braid, the matchmaker he played today, who was dressed in pink female clothing. In addition to clothes, hoods, sideburns, and other decorations were all ready.
Not to mention the leading actors such as Dalin and Yan Hexiang, they all need to be transformed in order to look better. After all, the cross talk drama of the Western Chamber is also a drama, and the appearance and other aspects must be done well.
"Is this painting a little too white?"
"No, Miss, I just want to look better. I also have these clothes. I'll put them on later and go on stage."
"Yan Datou, don't tell me, you really look like an old lady wearing clothes."
"Jiulang, you play the monk, right? You also need to paint something on your face."
"Where are the other people's clothes? It's almost half an hour away, so hurry up."
"Hey, don't tell me that this is my first time wearing women's clothing, and it's still a matchmaker's. Dalinzi, do you think it looks good?"
"Then I'm not much prettier than you, my eldest lady is."
……
Standing at the entrance of the backstage, Qi Yun Chengdu didn't dare to go in. Good guy, a group of people are addicted to wearing women's clothes, right?
Although they are actors and it is indispensable to wear these female costumes, it is not strange, but every one of them is very excited.
He came for about five or six seconds.
Xiao Meng suddenly came out of nowhere, and Xiao Bai brought some clothes, "Brother, you are finally here. Let's put on makeup quickly and start immediately.
The clothes are here."
"Hey, brother, you're here." Dalin was already ready. When he saw the person, he immediately shouted happily, "I'll marry you later."
"Go aside!
”
Qi Yuncheng was so happy that he was almost speechless.
In fact, Deyun has arranged many cross talk dramas, including many such as The West Wing.
So Qi Yuncheng is also familiar with it, and he also knows a little bit about makeup. Zhang Sheng also paints according to Sheng Jiao'er's style. It doesn't take him a long time to get good at it, and at the same time, he quickly makes clothes and other things neat.
The moment you put it on.
Seeing many men disguised as women backstage, Qi Yuncheng always felt that he had been deceived by them, and there were not even any women.
It's all about the old man, not entertaining at all.
"Okay, let's get ready."
After Xiaopianer finished dressing up as a matchmaker, she was the first to go to the side curtain.
At the same time, on the side of the stage, the string musicians, gongs and drums, etc. are all ready.
Wait until half past seven.
In the midst of applause.
Zhang Yunlei, the little matchmaker, came on stage. Although his appearance was not bad, the audience who were smacking melon seeds below were a little startled when he acted as the little matchmaker.
But I still applauded very much.
A few seconds later, Zhang Yunlei cleared his throat and began to say charmingly: "I am a maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I have no time to spare every day. I... the matchmaker, I have been a slave in the Prime Minister's Mansion since I was a child, serving our young lady, and our young lady and I
We grew up together since childhood.
Not to mention how great the relationship is.
But these days, our young lady is always depressed. She must have something on her mind, or she just wants to eat something.
But she has a small appetite, so I just prepared three roasted whole lambs, that’s the idea.
Exactly~ Miss, I am so upset and busy, my maid and matchmaker."
The words fell.
Zhang Yunlei stepped off the stage to the beat of the drum.
As soon as he stepped off the stage, Dalin, also dressed in pink and wearing a women's headgear, slowly appeared on the stage. The moment he appeared on the stage, the audience still laughed when they saw it.
Now he is still fat and looks like a big-faced version of Cui Yingying.
But it didn't affect his performance at all. He put his hands together, looked at each other for a few minutes, and then said.
"Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the wine after a deep sleep. I'd like to ask the little matchmaker, but Dao Begonia is still the same. Do you know, do you know? Roast whole lamb must be fat or thin."
Hahahahaha!
A burst of laughter burst out, and Dalin was also satisfied. He turned slightly and sat down on the red chair prepared on the stage.
Sit down and start the introduction.
"My family's Cui Yingying's surname is Cui, my first name is Yingying, my father's surname is Cui..."
"Oh!
”
"Eh~~"
"Isn't your surname Guo?"
As soon as he said the first sentence, the audience started to boo, and Dalin suddenly complained speechlessly, "If you act like this, the play won't be sung. Listen to what I have to say.
My father’s surname is Cui.”
Audience: "Hey!
”
"My father's surname is Cui! What's wrong with you?" Dalin suddenly repeated loudly, and continued: "My surname is Cui, my name is Cui Yingying, my father's name is not Cui Yingying, my name is Cui Yingying.
My mother’s name is not Cui Yingying, but my name is Cui Yingying.
Cui Yingying is me, I am Cui Yingying.
My dad is amazing, and everyone knows it.
My father is the prime minister of the current dynasty, which means prime minister. One person is inferior to tens of thousands of people.
I remember when my father came to Beijing to take the imperial examination at the age of 18, he won the first prize, was named Prime Minister, and was accused of being homesick..."
A long paragraph down.
Qi Yuncheng, who has not yet appeared, and Xiaobian'er, who has just come off, are almost annoyed. They learned this from Mr. Hou on time, otherwise they would not be so nagging.
"How's it going? Does Dalinzi look good?" Zhang Yunlei suddenly asked Qi Yuncheng next to him in the dress of a little matchmaker.
Qi Yuncheng waved his hand, "Let's not talk about him for now. Can you stay away from me? Why do you want to create such a version of the Grand West Wing?"