Crosstalk: There is no big or small thing on stage, but there is a new tomb offstage Chapter 459 As long as you sing well, several veteran artists will come to support you on the opening day of the drum music!
Chapter 459 As long as you sing well, several veteran artists will come to support you on the opening day of the drum music!
"Give me a hug, Xixi, and you go shopping with your master and the others."
Seeing that Mr. Yunchenghe was gone, Guo Degang wanted to take the child over.
Zhou Gulan was a little caught off guard, but still handed Xixi over and quickly followed his master.
A little excited.
Looking at the girl's back, Guo Degang smiled slightly. How did the master and apprentice confirm that they were in love with each other in the first place? But they are both very good. Who is the master and what is the apprentice?
In terms of performance, Zhou Gulan is not bad either.
But now that he has brought the little girl, he must have played with her first. There are so many tables for her to crawl around.
The little girl Baitang is obviously also interested in the special environment. She even learns to stand on the table and is a little taller than Grandpa Guo when she stands.
Seeing this, Guo Degang seemed to have been hit by something, and his lips cracked into a smile. When the little girl grows up, she will definitely not be a fuel-efficient lamp.
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Now you start to compare with him. What does Yuncheng usually teach?
"It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn bad things! You've been blamed by your father. It's not good to learn anything!"
On the other side, Qi Yuncheng didn't know what his daughter was doing. He followed his husband to the theater. In fact, there was nothing to see, but he was familiar with it.
The decoration should be renovated, the tables and chairs should be replaced, and the drum music club should be as good as possible.
Just speaking of opening, it will definitely take a long time.
After the listing is completed, you still have to promote it, and after the promotion, you still have to find someone to act. All these things cannot be completed in a short time.
After watching it, Jin Wensheng sat on a chair in the auditorium and said, "It's late enough."
"Grandpa, it's okay, it's not too late." Qi Yuncheng replied.
Turning his head and looking at the little girl sitting on the table, Jin Wensheng laughed and said, "I saw a little ancestor. I'm very happy today.
But you have your own things to do, so go back early, and you don’t have to come see me all the time. I’m in good health. Isn’t it your 20th anniversary next year?
I’ll come over and take a look at that time.”
"Okay, I'm waiting for you to come."
"Go home."
A few people stayed for a while, then got up and left.
At the same time, Qi Yuncheng and others returned to Yanjing under the cover of night.
But this time, the daughter is no longer his. As promised before, he will be raised by his wife.
So I'll be home tonight.
It's him alone again.
But there is one more dog.
I picked it up from Luan Yunping's house. The moment I picked it up, the noodles kept wagging their tails and squealing, as if they didn't want them anymore.
I was so aggrieved that I kept running wildly in the living room.
Xixi is almost one year old now, let alone half a year old. She is in a semi-adult state and is very energetic.
He especially likes to hang around Xixi's stroller. Sometimes when he goes over to see Xixi, he can always see something tightly clutched in Xixi's little hand, and she can't open it no matter what.
Finally, when I pulled it apart, I saw that it was a tuft of dog hair or an area of his merle-colored hair. I didn’t know who was the dog for a while.
I don’t know how long it took to pull it off.
When the key was being pulled, I didn’t hear her cry. Maybe she smelled the milk on her body.
I know I don’t dare to offend.
After getting some water for the noodles and pouring some dog food, Qi Yuncheng leaned on the sofa and took out the things Grandpa Jin gave him.
I was not in the mood to read at home alone before.
It’s different now.
There are two books in total, both are outlines of storytelling written by his old man, they are not thin.
Because both Monte Cristo and Sword of Three Heroes are long novels.
He is very familiar with "Three Heroic Swords", a book that Grandpa Jin is good at.
The Grudge of Monte Cristo is completely different, it was made around 1949.
It's been a while.
At that time, the social atmosphere was different. Many traditional things were not allowed to be said, and everything was new. Many gentlemen were asked to say new things.
The same is naturally true for storytelling.
So Jin Wensheng found this book by chance on the university campus, so he left the manuscript behind in order to understand and learn from it.
Very precious.
He is older than himself.
In addition, the foreign "Three Musketeers" and "La Traviata" were also adapted into storytelling earlier by other gentlemen.
It can be seen from this that Mr.’s thinking is not backward and his play is very fresh.
But it also feels like being forced out.
However, Qi Yuncheng heard from Grandpa Jin that when he opened the book, the response was very good.
After all, it is a collision of fresh information and traditional culture.
It's similar to the way later storytelling actors turned "Naruto" and "Harry Potter" into storytelling.
But after seeing what my husband wrote, I felt a little ashamed. As a young man, he had only read it and had no spirit to study it at all.
I don’t know how much difference there is between the lines.
Watched it for a while.
Qi Yuncheng took a deep breath and closed the book. He didn't know what to say, cherish it.
I look forward to learning this book one day.
I can't read it for too long now. It feels fresh and fresh when I open it at night. I just came back from Tianjin and I'm tired.
At the same time, I have to go to Xiaoyue tomorrow to see what kind of car I bought, and I even took the initiative to ask my wife to get the money.
……
Time flies.
One night passed.
On the second day.
Qi Yuncheng, who also lives in the Fourth Ring Road, drove to his master's house to have dinner. After playing with his daughter for a while, he rushed to the Huguang Guild Hall.
Today Xiaoyue has a performance, and Sun Yue's savings.
It’s just past two o’clock.
When Liu Xiao of the Huguang Guild Hall stopped to perform on stage, Qi Yuncheng saw something wrong with Yue Yunpeng backstage, sitting on a chair and rubbing his back.
"What's wrong? He's grinning."
At this moment, most of the backstage actors are watching the performance from the side curtains. Only Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue are staying.
When asked, Sun Yue spoke.
"He said he bumped into the corner of the table at home. I accidentally slapped it just now and it hurts. I was also careless. How could I have known where to go."
"That's no wonder."
"Brother, can you help me? It hurt me just now."
"Okay."
Smiling, Qi Yuncheng went over and picked up a piece of plaster he had prepared and applied it. But as soon as he took off his clothes, he saw his big white fat back and knew that he had gained weight again recently.
"How did you do it? It's all green." Qi Yuncheng smelled the plaster on his hand.
"Just knocking on the corner of the table."
"Then take a break, but I heard that you bought a car recently? What kind of car? Did your wife give you the money?"
Mentioning this, Yue Yunpeng, who had just turned around and sat on the chair, changed his expression. He was even a little ashamed and didn't know how to speak.
"Brother, come here, you drink tea."
There was a set of tea-making equipment in the background. Yue Yunpeng poured it for his senior brother without saying a word. After pouring it, the cup was filled with hot steam and a hint of fragrance.
"Speak."
"I'm sorry, senior brother, I know I was wrong, and I know myself."
Yue Yunpeng knew what Qi Yuncheng was talking about, so he lowered his head subconsciously. He didn't know whether he was really in pain or feeling guilty because of this incident.
"After the beginning of the new year, I performed in many venues one after another, many of which cost two to three thousand.
This is especially true for movies.
But after the performance, it felt wrong, but I didn’t notice it yet.
I just feel very happy. Master praises me and I can make money.
Especially when Song of the Five Rings became a hit, people everywhere greeted me and called me, they liked me, and their spirits became high unconsciously.
So my first thought after returning to Yanjing was that I could change my car with my ability, so I told my wife, who gave me a lot of money.
But because of some things, I just drove the car back yesterday. The moment I drove back, my wife woke me up."
"Good guy, did your wife beat you?" Qi Yuncheng was stunned and asked in a low voice.
"No, no." Yue Yunpeng quickly shook his head, "It's impossible! When I drove the car back yesterday, my wife asked and found out that she bought it from my wife.
Suddenly he got angry and pushed me, and then I hit the corner of the table.
But the pain is also a wake-up call. Now when I think about driving the car home, I only have five dollars in my pocket and no money for gas.
Silly and flamboyant.
The key point is that when I asked my wife to change my car, I didn’t have any money in my pocket, so I went confidently.
I don’t even dare to see Master now.
Master hit me before when I opened the show, but I didn’t understand.”
Hearing Xiaoyue's words, Qi Yuncheng was relieved. It didn't matter whether he bought a car or not. What was important was that he had lived in poverty before, and he would still be popular if he suddenly gave you a lot of money. How could he not be angry? p>
Fortunately, he understands and his wife is also sensible.
Otherwise, the situation would be completely different.
"Besides, I also have children, and I know that I can't set a bad example for them." Yue Yunpeng sighed and continued, "Brother, you don't even know, but you went out to look at the car you bought. I don't know how confused I am.
, why did you drive it back?
Like a fool."
"Okay! You just have to know what's in your mind, otherwise there will be someone who is your role model and we will go through difficulties together. Don't make a wrong move." Qi Yuncheng's tone was a bit rude, mainly because he wanted to talk more about him.
After I finished speaking, I had no more thoughts in my mind, so I turned my head and looked in the direction of the stage.
"Liu Jia is talking about cross talk?"
"Yeah."
"You are about to accept a disciple, so you have to pay more attention to these aspects and be a role model for others."
Yue Yunpeng smiled bitterly and complained to Qi Yuncheng, "Senior brother, you actually know that I don't have enough to recruit a disciple.
I have never thought about quitting in my whole life, and it’s not like I don’t know my level well.”
"Harm! The mission is here. Since they are willing to worship, it doesn't matter."
Qi Yuncheng knew about their apprenticeship and apprenticeship, and it was exactly what Xiaoyue said. He had never thought about it, and he would not expand to the point of recruiting several apprentices.
Don't talk about him, Cao Jin never did it when he was still in Deyun.
The reason for accepting it is indeed a mission.
Because Liu Xiaoting and the others arrived late, they must have been here five or six years with Jiuliang.
What if I procrastinate any longer and don’t become a disciple and gain a reputation? I’m gradually becoming more capable.
However, he could not be apprenticed to his grandfather Guo Degang, so he could only be placed under the Yunzi Department.
Only then did Liu Xiaoting and Shang Xiaoju return to Yue Yunpeng, and then Gao Xiaobai and a few people went to Luan Yunping's side.
In fact, Guo De just thought about returning the person to Qi Yuncheng's side, but he kept shirking it and had no choice but to give up.
"Look at your future apprentice, I am still one of the three masters! It's really fast, there will be a junior again. But I am also busy, I have to go to Hengdian at the end of October."
"Going to get the prize?" Yue Yunpeng stood up and rubbed his back curiously.
"Winning the prize is all about making up the numbers. Because this drum music club has to delay, but it's okay, it's done too fast, I don't know what to do."
Qi Yuncheng said nothing more and took a look at the side curtain. He was already here, so what else could he do if he didn't take a look. Anyway, he was passing the time. After all, his wife didn't come back, so he really had too much free time in the day.
But I didn’t have time to spare for too long. I watched the performance all afternoon and was called over by my wife in the evening.
What was promised before must be revealed and must be prepared and carried out.
It’s not a big deal, just a simple ceremony and a meal.
The day was chosen on Xixi’s birthday.
That day was a good day.
So the two mothers are very happy, and they can do it well together.
Because of the excitement, even Wang Hui’s master Li Shusheng was present that day.
At the beginning, he knew that the child was good and considered the master for the child. He originally asked Wang Hui to take care of it, but she did not agree. Now it is not like this in circles.
It was enough to make him helpless.
At the same time, he also heard that Deyun was going to establish a drum music club in Tianjin, which was normally a good thing.
But somewhere in Tianjin, the hometown of folk art, there are many people who learn folk art.
Especially drum music, a sunset folk art.
He is almost an elderly gentleman.
So if you want to settle down, you have to accept some opinions.
After all, they are developing things on their territory, but it is not bad, they are just competing with each other.
The object of competition is the drum performers in the folk art troupe.
They can't just sit back and wait. On the actual opening day, they will definitely come up with a lineup.
Li Shusheng had some ideas about this and looked at the children next to Wang Hui and asked.
"You'll be in charge of the drum music club, right?"
"Hey, Master, it's me!"
When the old gentleman asked questions, Qi Yuncheng felt like getting up and turning back, but was immediately suppressed by Li Shu's voice.
"You should understand the competition in theaters, which one wants to be the best in business. But to be honest, the drum music foundation of Tianjin Folk Art Troupe is not low. If it really starts, you must have your own strength.
I saw your strength in Lao She Tea House, and it will never happen again.
But it’s not just your own, there must be other actors. I don’t think you can rely on Xiao Huier’s relationship.
You can find more actors to complete the performance on the opening day.
Otherwise, you can’t compete, and it will be difficult for the drum music club to survive.”
At this moment, Wang Hui, who is both a master and a mistress, is worried about her child, "Master, don't you know that my child is young, how can he know the gentleman from Tianjin?
I have already made arrangements with several people to help out when the business opens."
"That's different. Several old artists have said that if a child can sing well, they don't need to call out on the opening day, and they will come directly to help.
There must be four or five people who agreed to this, and none of them were under sixty years old.
But the premise is that the child must sing well.
Anyway, I guess it’s not a big problem. I can see that they are in a good mood. After all, setting up a drum music club is an extra platform for them, and it can also train new people.”
"Ouch, this is what happened."
Guo Degang sighed, with a smile on his face. Isn't it obvious that some old gentlemen want to see what the child can do? But he still has to ask, "What do you mean or what do those old artists mean?"
"What else can it mean? Although drum music is not popular now, there is still a performance venue in Tianjing, so when the elders perform one day, they will push the children there.
Wouldn’t it be great if you just put on a show and let them see it? What a big deal.
If approved, I will come here without saying a word. If I do come, I think it will be lively on the opening day."