Qi Yuncheng's mood suddenly became complicated as he listened to his wife's words on the phone.
They were indeed busy working on this scene for a long time, and the whole process could only be completed with the guidance of the teachers, otherwise it would have been impossible for them as young people alone.
Especially during platooning, he made a lot of progress through the combination of teachers and systematic experience.
This is true regardless of the rhyme or other aspects of singing.
After saying a few words to the master's wife, the master seemed to pick up the phone, and his laughter was heard as soon as he picked up the phone.
"Master, we all watched today's play. It's amazing that you can sing."
Qi Yuncheng was so happy at the master's compliment, "Stop talking, don't you understand the reason why it can be discharged?
Both teachers taught me step by step, but this time was so precious. I learned a lot, and the teacher taught me a lot during practice..."
Just like a child learning something new at school, Qi Yuncheng told the master excitedly, while Guo Degang listened and nodded.
For a moment, the scene made Wang Hui happy. Both the master and the apprentice were so happy, as if they were back to the time when they saw the progress of their children.
But after a while, Guo Degang still told him the subsequent arrangements.
There is no problem in supporting Xiao Yue, he will do it 100%.
But when it came to Mr. Hou helping to measure the work, even he was a little hesitant.
"Master, is it really the Marquis? Can you change someone?"
"What?"
"A long time ago, Mr. Hou and I talked about criticizing the Three Kingdoms. When we talked about it, I couldn't figure out who was teasing and who was flattering. Let's talk about son-in-law and son-in-law. Mr. Hou can say it better than son-in-law and he." p>
Guo Degang held his cell phone and looked helpless on purpose, "Hey, I told Mr. Hou, and he said he would definitely come. I can't say it now, okay?"
"This..." Qi Yuncheng paused and nodded, "Okay, this is the only way."
"Yeah! It's just second best. You can speak for yourself. Where is my daughter, is she still filming?"
"Yes. It will take a while before I come back. I went to see it before."
"Where is it? I'll see if I can pass by it during my next itinerary. If I can, I'll go and have a look. Then bring a few more people with me so that the crew can't bully our daughter."
With a tone that sounded like a gangster, Qi Yuncheng kept smiling and nodding, "Don't worry, she is doing well. We call and video chat almost every day."
"That's good, but we still have to go and have a look. By the way, remember to put on more clothes so you don't catch a cold when the season changes. You are not like that tiger calf with Shaobing. He won't catch a cold even if he doesn't wear clothes."
"Okay, I remember, I must wear thicker clothes."
The two of them talked about something, and the master and the apprentice almost hung up the phone. There is no need to talk too long, just come over tomorrow and continue talking.
And what happens after that.
All preparations started for Yue Yunpeng's special performance, but it was not Guo Degang's and his friends' fault, everything was determined by Huanyu Company.
It's not the actors' responsibility to care about publicity or ticket sales. At most, they care about whether the tickets are sold out.
However, it still took a long time from the promotion to the start of the event, so at the end of November, when it was quite cold, Yue Yunpeng went over to perform his own special performance at the Poly Theater.
Since Qi Yuncheng and Hou Zhen were only second in class, they didn't have to come so early. However, the former was different. He followed Yue Yunpeng to the venue very early in the car.
The Marquis said he would show up on time, so we knew how late he was.
"Brother, thank you. If it weren't for your help, I think the venue might not be fully sold out today."
When he first entered the backstage, because there was heating, Yue Yunpeng took off his thick coat and muttered something.
He really thinks so in his heart, otherwise he would never be able to sell out the venue with more than a thousand people. Selling five or six tickets is his biggest estimate.
Qi Yuncheng was too lazy to challenge him. He was able to do it not because of his popularity. He was just curious when he turned around to look at the actors who came with him.
The only newcomers were him, Yue Yunpeng, Sun Yue, Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan, but a pair of assistant actors were not here.
"How long have Xiao Meng and Jiu Liang been here? Their opening today."
When asked, Zhang Helun suddenly said next to him, "I heard that Xiao Meng has a fever. He is probably in the hospital now. There have been quite a few people with colds in Deyunshe recently."
Qi Yuncheng was a little surprised. He didn't know this at all, because he was studying during the day. At best, he attended events arranged by the company at night, and he didn't see many other people throughout the day.
So I really don’t know the news about the small theater, so I quickly asked, "How long has it been going on? Just today?"
"Absolutely. I went to the hospital with a fever last night, but I called and he said that his throat was fine and not bad, and he would definitely be able to come."
"What happened, I really didn't know Xiao Meng had a fever."
Qi Yuncheng's heart sank. He thought everything would go smoothly, but he didn't expect something happened to the actor. He didn't know how sick Xiao Meng was.
Yue Yunpeng was also worried about what he said, but he was often in the small theater, so he knew about the matter in advance.
There is no other way but to wait.
A few people stayed backstage for a while, playing with their coats, chatting, and looking at the theater. After a while, it was time for the audience passage to open.
The moment it opens.
The same scene as before appeared, and large numbers of spectators began to noisily find seats to enter.
There are more than a thousand seats, which is not a small number, and it was noisy for a while.
And at ten past seven.
Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang finally arrived at the theater, but apart from their speech, the situation was not very good.
Especially on the face, the lack of energy is visible to the naked eye, and the whole person seems to be out of breath and feeling depressed.
"How high is the fever? Why doesn't it seem to be getting better after a day? What kind of medicine are you taking?" Xiaoyue asked with concern.
Zhou Jiuliang added next to him, "Teacher Meng's fever reached 40 degrees when he went to the hospital, but it has dropped a little now.
But I came in a hurry. I got up and finished my meal and then came.
Is there hot water? I took the medicine and drank it."
"What about this."
As he spoke, Zhou Jiuliang quickly followed Qi Yuncheng and poured hot water first, but Meng Hetang sat on the chair with a smile on his less energetic face.
"It's serious. I'm almost healed. Don't mind me. Senior brother, how long has it been? I'd better put on my coat first and take the medicine later."
Having said this, Zhou Jiuliang has already brought the hot water. It is a cold day again, and there are hot water and other things in the background.
Meng Hetang had no choice but to hold the cup and take the medicine first, then hurriedly changed into his coat and started the game immediately. He couldn't delay just because he was sick.
Not even for a while.
Spend twenty minutes in one go.
After the time is up.
There was a lot of applause at the Poly Theater, and the female host came on stage and started announcing the curtain.
"Thank you for coming to the Poly Theater to watch Yue Yunpeng's solo performance today. For the first program, please enjoy "Learning to Deaf and Mute"! The performer is Meng Hetang, Zhou Jiuliang!"
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
Applause is given.
Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang walked onto the stage with smiles on their faces, while Qi Yuncheng, Yue Yunpeng, Zhang Helun and others were also watching from the side curtains, but the former's energy and energy were indeed bad visible to the naked eye.
But after I got to my position on stage, I tried my best to speak and express myself well.
And in order to warm up the opening, after Meng Hetang and his partner threw out a few small baggage, they immediately wanted to create a lively and lively atmosphere, because there were still too many people talking below.
I can’t calm down a bit.
"Everyone, I'm going to perform a unique skill. No one in Deyun Society can do this. No one like Yue Yunpeng or Qi Yuncheng can do it. I'll die if they know it."
Zhou Jiuliang stood nearby and said, "Would you like me to help you prepare the coffin? I remember there is a company that can give you a discount."
"What a mess, whose coffins are on sale?"
"You can go anyway."
After saying a few words, some people who were watching their performance had smiles on their faces because of these words.
At the same time, Zhou Jiuliang watched Meng Hetang stretch out his hand in a gesture of invitation, and moved the table slightly, "Then come over and show it to everyone."
"Everyone, please pay attention."
The iron threshold is to pull one leg with your hand, and then jump over it with the other leg.
It looks simple, but it is actually quite difficult, not to mention that Meng Hetang can do it by jumping over and back.
It is more difficult to jump back.
At this moment, Meng Hetang suddenly jumped with his hands on his feet. When one foot landed on the ground with a bang, the audience in the front row applauded vigorously, but Meng Hetang still didn't let go of his hands. He tried his best and kept his legs.
Jump back.
The moment when I successfully landed on one foot, many viewers indeed saw it and thought it was amazing. It is rare for people who talk about cross talk to see this.
But just when the audience had just focused their attention, Meng Hetang's whole figure seemed to have been disconnected, and he knelt on the ground unprepared, holding on to the edge of the table with both hands.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiuliang and several people on the sidelines were startled.
That feeling of embarrassment and fatigue is not staged at all.
But how could Qi Yuncheng and the others behind the curtain come out, so Zhou Jiuliang could only rush over to hold him up, while Meng Hetang put his hands on the table and tried his best to get up.
If you don’t get up, it’s a performance accident.
This is the spirit of being an actor. You cannot make the audience feel uncomfortable, so the moment you kneel down, you have to get up desperately.
And why is this? The fever is really severe.
It's really nothing if you don't make any big movements. When you hit the iron threshold twice and your body fell down, your brain suddenly failed and your body became weak.
This is not something you can hold on to if you want to.
Fortunately, the audience did not think that this was a stage accident, but that the performers made some mistakes or misunderstandings. Originally, crosstalk actors like to slap themselves in the face to amuse the audience.
So when Meng Hetang stood up and found that the audience didn't care, it was a blessing in misfortune, and he continued to speak while holding on to the table.
"How are you guys!
”
Zhou Jiuliang watched him steady the table before letting go, and said, "I almost bought you a coffin. If I don't discount it this time, I'll give it to you for free."
"What did you say? You."
Hahahaha!
There was some laughter in the noisy auditorium below, and this incident was successfully wiped away.
At the same time, he started enrolling as a deaf-mute student.
The performance lasted for more than twenty minutes.
The two people successfully warmed up the venue and then went down to the applause.
The moment they went down, the host announced the curtain, and Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue went up.
Qi Yuncheng and others all helped take care of them. Everyone had caught a cold or had a fever. It was really uncomfortable when I felt sick, especially when my head was prone to dizziness.
"Are you okay?"
Meng Hetang waved his hand and refused Jiu Liang to help him, "I just have a cold and a fever. I'm not going to die, but I was a little unprepared when I jumped just now."
"Well then, Jiuliang, you take Xiao Meng back in the car and rest first. You don't have to attend the curtain call."
"Okay!"
After saying a few words, Zhou Jiuliang took the people back first, while the others continued to wait for the next performance.
At this time, Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue came on stage and briefly explained Meng Hetang's cold and illness. They just mentioned a few words. After all, it is not easy for brothers to perform after being burned like this.
After finishing speaking, Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue started today's special performance. He has his own style, which is to act cheap and cute, especially at this time, his level is very powerful, and it will be better when he is older.
The audience loves it anyway.
Just like Master said, be external but not internal.
……
"This teacher said that cross talk has a long history."
"It's not short."
Yue Yunpeng patted Sun Yue's belly a few times, "Look, everyone, cross talk can be said like this."
"What's wrong?"
“It’s hard to buy clothes.”
"That's true."
"When we buy clothes, we usually say, I want to try on the waiter's dress. It's always like this."
"Hmm."
"You are not."
"What's wrong?"
"Waiter, let me tell you first. I'm not a stammer. Please help me get this dress in size xxxxxxxxxxxxxL!"
Hahahaha!
There was a burst of laughter. Yue Yunpeng covered his mouth with his right hand and pretended to be a waiter and said in surprise: "Oh my god, you damn fat man, why didn't you become so fat?"
"Go! If you talk like that, I'll beat you up."
“It’s hard to buy clothes anyway.”
"It's a bit troublesome."
……
Seeing the cheap style, Qi Yuncheng himself was amused, but when he thought of something, he quickly retreated to the backstage to make a phone call.
The Marquis hasn't come yet.
Is it possible to arrive on time?
A little scared.
After thinking about it, I still have to remind myself.
I called and waited for about five or six seconds before the call came through.
"Master Hou, you have a performance today, don't forget it."
After speaking, Qi Yuncheng didn't hear the Marquis's voice, only a few words that he couldn't understand were vaguely heard.
"I can't cast this spell yet!"
"The spell is not ready yet.
I'm too far away!"
"Time is money, my friend!"
"I'm the real deal, I'm fair and honest!"
"Oh my God, you are so tall!"
……
Mr. Hou answered the phone, but it seemed that he quickly looked at the computer after answering, and then several sounds came out from time to time.
Qi Yuncheng was not in a hurry, and just stood silently in the background and listened, wanting to see how long it would take Master Hou to react.
But I have to complain that he is indeed a Marquis.
There was a performance with more than a thousand people here, and he was still playing games at home. If he had this mentality, what else would he have to worry about?
I listened for about five or six minutes.
Hou Zhen suddenly reacted, "Oh, I forgot about this, Yuncheng, what's wrong?"
"No." Qi Yun Chengdu did not dare to say anything more, "I just reminded you that there is a performance today."
"Don't worry, remember, I set the alarm clock to leave at nine o'clock, so I can make it there at 2 o'clock."
"Okay, let's do this for now. I won't disturb you while you play the game."
"Okay!"
Not bad.
After hanging up, Qi Yuncheng was helpless backstage. Maybe he had a different personality and he didn't dare to make any mistakes about the performance.
Therefore, no matter how often he performs, he will arrive at the first time or even early. Mr. Hou is completely opposite to him. It is difficult to see him before the time.
Unless there is someone important or he announces the curtain.
Just like this, one show after another.
After Xiao Yue and Sun Yue went down, they soon came to the "Fortune Telling by Coward" written by Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan!
After finishing "Fortune Telling", it's "Yellow Crane Tower", the second program performed by Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue!
This program is relatively long, and it also has an encore, so it has to be performed until fifty minutes, but the Marquis hasn't come yet.
Qi Yun Chengdu was too lazy to urge him, even though he felt uneasy all the time.
When Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue were about to return, Mr. Hou ran into the theater wearing a black jacket and a pair of thick pants, and then came to the backstage.
The moment I came backstage, even if I was panting, my mouth was not idle.
"How about it, you're not late. Oh, the time is just right. How about it, I said you're not late. Are Xiaoyue and Fatty acting up there now?
Encore? I knew it, I was right."
Even though he was panting, the Marquis didn't stop him from speaking. After he finished speaking, he looked backstage and saw Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan. He was curious about the others, "Where are Xiao Meng and that Xiao Zhou?"
"Xiao Meng had a fever and was taken back to rest after the first performance."
"What's going on, it's just when the weather gets colder. Why don't you wear more clothes? It's uncomfortable for you when you're sick, and it's uncomfortable for everyone to watch. It's hard for him to perform even though he has a fever. Hey, we'll be performing at our show later.
”
Qi Yuncheng scratched his head as he kept listening to Mr. Hou's voice, "Master Hou, can I discuss something with you?"
"What happened?"
"Can I ask you to speak less when you come on stage? If you want to speak more, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the performance, so I'll give you half an hour today."
"You can't finish what you said in half an hour? Didn't you finish it in six minutes last time? Don't worry, I'll stop talking and the performance will be over."
"Okay, thank you."
Qi Yuncheng finally felt at ease and handed the coat to Mr. Hou. It was indeed rare for him to perform on stage.
Others look to Luan Yunping to arrange work, but he is different. He doesn't care at all. At most, he only helps when there is a shortage of people.
Or just measure the work for the youth team.
Even if we measure, there will be no more than three games a month.
The rest of them have to perform more than twenty shows a month.
After putting it on, Hou Zhen patted his coat and said, "Let's go to the side curtain."
After a few steps, the two people arrived at the place and saw Xiaoyue and Sun Yue performing their final encore.
After ten minutes of speaking.
They bowed and left the stage one after another, and at the same time, the host next to them went out to announce the curtain.
"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Intelligence Test"! The performers are Qi Yuncheng and Hou Zhen!