"Why do you have the talent to make trouble? Master, look at how well I dress you!"
Zhou Gulan waited for the master to put on his coat. After putting it on, he became aggrieved because he was told.
"Looking at Dian Xixi and Jingjing, they had a great time today. Especially Jingjing, he can't handle being surrounded by so many sisters."
"Know it."
After agreeing, Zhou Gulan turned to his younger brother. The younger brother followed his sister. He would be where she was, otherwise the backstage would be too busy and everyone would come over to talk to him.
He doesn't like to talk much. A child of two or three years old is the most honest when he talks endlessly.
Unlike Xixi, she is at her most naughty.
Watching them play, Qi Yuncheng waited for about ten minutes and turned around to prepare for the performance at the side curtain.
"Next, please enjoy the Jingyun drum "Bao Gong Praises Sang", performed by Qi Yuncheng. Accompaniment: Yue Changle, Zhang Yuheng, Yan Ping, Wang Hongmin!"
First, the accompanist teachers came on stage and sat on chairs to try the strings, and then Qi Yuncheng came on stage.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, the whole house cheered.
The whole theater roared with welcome.
There are many shout-outs from old and young men in Tianjin.
"Okay, how long has it been since I saw Qi Yuncheng? I saw him again today."
"I came here just for him."
"Qi Yuncheng, sing a few more verses."
…
Amidst the excitement.
The old gentlemen standing on the side curtains saw it clearly. As long as he comes, there will be such a scene. Although he is not the actor today, he is among the people who love folk music in Tianjin.
He is not only a good performer in cross talk, but also a good performer in drum music.
Because he sings very well and his skills are not bad, there is nothing wrong with him. You have to know how old he is this year.
I approve of him very much.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be doing so well in Tianjin.
"Thank you everyone!"
Qi Yuncheng quickly came to the stage and bowed to thank him immediately. Not to mention their excitement, he was also very excited. He hadn't performed for a long time.
"Why are you going? I haven't seen you for a few months, and I haven't seen you since I went to Yanjing to listen to cross talk."
At this moment, there was no sense of distance between the audience and the actors, so a gentleman in the second row shouted at the top of his lungs, and the whole theater could hear him.
Curious indeed.
Qi Yuncheng explained, "I went to film a movie and was delayed a lot. Fortunately, I finally finished filming recently and can perform on stage."
"It's a drama, give it a good performance. You can't bear it anymore!!"
Hahahahaha!
The eldest brother in the audience was probably aroused to the extreme, and he said something from the bottom of his heart. If it's a girl, it's okay, but it doesn't matter if he says he's patient with you. The key is that if a man says he's patient with you, how could it not be fun?
Even his shouting can be heard louder than some girls.
In ordinary theaters, you may only hear girls shouting, but that is because men are not willing to bother to shout. If you really love an actor, you are not ambiguous.
The enthusiasm of this gentleman is purely a passion for music and art, which comes from the bottom of one's heart.
"You are so supportive." Qi Yuncheng beamed. Otherwise, he looked forward to the performance during filming. He couldn't wait for something interesting to happen or meet an interesting audience on stage.
Then he adjusted the microphone and spoke again.
"Filmmaking makes money, and people have to eat."
"Sing a few more drum songs, and we'll pay more."
"Yes, add money!!"
"Add money!!"
"Add money!!"
Wherever there is a leader, there are those who are booing, and people are shouting one after another.
The entire drum club has completely become a place for shouting for more money. If half of the people shout, it doesn't matter. The key is that everyone is shouting.
This is true both upstairs and downstairs.
The scene is about to get serious.
"Master is so amazing..."
Zhou Gulan's heart agitated with the voices of the audience, because she looked up and down and found that everyone was indeed cheering and shouting.
There is no such thing as a cold face or inaction.
They all like actors very much.
It is enough to show how infectious an actor can be.
Not to mention small theaters, the extent of Master's popularity can only be demonstrated when he holds a commercial performance with tens of thousands of people.
She has seen it online.
The roaring noises came from all directions.
The roar of the crowd is not enough to describe it.
"If you were as influential as your master, our drum music would be a success." It was Wang Hui who spoke, and he knew very well that his child's popularity had been earned through so many years of hard work.
It all depends on your own ability.
"Master, but I'm also afraid that it will become like this. I always feel that after Master pushes me out, I...I don't feel safe anymore."
Zhou Gulan's eyes averted and she spoke what was in her heart.
In the past, when I stayed behind Master, having Master taking care of me was like a comfortable home, and I was not afraid of anything.
After the master pushed her out, she would have to take charge of everything in the future.
"But there are us behind you? What are you afraid of? Your master brought himself with him in order to put on this show, otherwise the organizer would not be willing to open this venue."
"Not quite willing?"
"Yeah, do you think the market for drum music is good now? The organizer himself doesn't dare to bet on it, and wants to build a flower garden. You also know the flower farm, and crosstalk and drum music will come together."
"That's not bad." Zhou Gulan was simple-minded and immediately thought it was nothing. Besides, she also liked cross talk.
With crosstalk actors assisting, the atmosphere may be better and even more interesting.
"That's right, that's right. Have you ever thought that if you do this, what's the point of holding this big event? Your drum music will be promoted, and the limelight will belong to others.
The organizers don't care about this, they just want to sell tickets this way.
So your master still insists on only doing the drum music field, and in order to make the other party compromise, he joins himself in it, and then creates a big field that praises you.
Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to find another opportunity to perform drum music on a grand scale.
It's not something you can do casually if you have money.
It is impossible to open it after at least half a month, and it will have to be delayed for several more months."
"..."
Knowing this, Zhou Gulan's eyes started to become dull. She was afraid of this and that. She didn't expect the master to be so concerned about her and the drum music.
I was instantly ashamed.
At the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at the master's back.
Since she became a disciple, the master has been taking care of her in various ways, and she has learned to act like a baby and play in various ways around her.
"Perform well. This time is just the beginning. If you want drum music to be popular, it's not just a simple performance. Your master will be worried about it."
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The girl nodded numbly, and then continued to look at the stage.
At this moment, Qi Yuncheng is still amusing the audience.
"More money? How much can I add?"
"Add a hundred!"
"two hundred!"
"three hundred!!"
"Seven dollars!!"
"Huh? Seven yuan?" A discordant voice came out, and Qi Yuncheng was confused. "The one who shouted seven yuan, please wait for me. I will scratch your glass tonight. It must be scratched into ten pieces."
Hahahahaha!
The atmosphere at the scene was very joyful, and the actors and the audience entertained each other.
But suddenly the actor looked to the side and said, "Are you going to sing anymore? Why don't you ask the accompanist to go down and take a break? Let's chat and have fun."
"Okay! Let's talk all night long!"
"We are just watching the fun and don't take it too seriously. There is a husband who wants to sing later. Let's stop making trouble and let's sing well."
After hearing Haohao singing, the accompanist teachers finally started to prepare. Even though they were being left alone, they couldn't be angry.
Qi Yuncheng was also enjoying himself while he was talking.
Then the strings sounded, the drum kits were beaten, and the program started seriously, otherwise I wouldn't know when it would be performed tonight.
He also has a child. If he has to perform late, he has to sleep here in Tianjin.
"When the sun comes out, a pot of flowers~~
Photos taken to the Imperial House in Tokyo~~
The mother-in-law of the palace has given birth to a highness. She is only happy to be rewarded with golden flowers by all the civil and military officials~~
Civil servants also wear gold flowers, and military generals also wear silver flowers~~
There is only Bao Wenzheng sitting upside down in the South Yamen, with a small mulberry gauze hat and wings stuck up~~"
With every word of singing, today's fun officially begins.
In addition to his performance today, there are also many older gentlemen we can look forward to.
After finishing his performance, Qi Yuncheng specially explained Lanlan's scene when he returned to the performance, hoping that everyone would go and watch it.
The market for drum music is not big, and the people here today belong to a large number of people.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult to fill 2,000 seats for a large performance.
But it will still be full because there will be people buying tickets based on the words Qi Yuncheng. Just like Master said, they all like to watch the actors even if they are eating a bowl of noodles on the stage.
This situation is called a rice circle at worst, or a fangjiaoer at best. Jiaoer loves whatever he does.
This was true of opera bosses in ancient times, and it is also true of modern actors. However, it is not necessarily a bad thing. It depends on how the actor himself handles it.
In this way, tonight's drum music club continued to perform, with the same routine until the end. After the audience finished enjoying the show, Assistant Deyun drove the old man home.
When seeing the old man off, Qi Yuncheng was very embarrassed because the two little guys had so much fun at the Drum Club today that they were already yawning backstage and rubbing their eyes from time to time.
I couldn't prepare myself to fall asleep in the next second.
In this case, he couldn't send his husband too far, so he could only send him to the car at the door, and then decisively go back to see his children.
The two children were sitting together now, dozing off together, shoulder to shoulder.
The relationship between the siblings is good, even if they doze off.
Just don't go back to Yanjing and stay in a hotel in Tianjin to save yourself the trouble at night.
"Master, Master, which one do you want to take away? Which one do you choose first?"
The two little guys were very cute sleeping next to each other. Zhou Gulan watched them quietly and took a photo with her mobile phone.
"You still want to pick? Do you think you want to pick one to sell? Hurry up and take one away."
Qi Yuncheng wasted time with the girl and picked the heaviest Xixi to go to the car, while Zhou Gulan decisively picked up Jingjing.
But as soon as the little girl was picked up, she seemed to be somewhat conscious. She lay in her father's arms, closed her eyes and said in a daze, "No, Xixi."
"If you don't sell it, no one can sell it to you. I'll sell the dog later."
"Dogs...are not for sale either."
"Okay, okay, listen to you."
The little girl looked confused, and Qi Yuncheng couldn't help teasing her.
After putting the two little ones in the car to sleep, he immediately called his wife to explain that she would not be coming back today. Song Yi was not surprised, but it was a pity that her husband could not come back to bring her food.
So I asked him to buy some Tianjin pancakes and fruits tomorrow morning.
How can a husband refuse to agree and think about eating it every day?
"Master, is the market for drum music really bad?" After getting in the car and watching the two little ones sleeping, Zhou Gulan sat in the back seat on a whim and couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong?"
"Master told me that the organizer is not optimistic about drum music at all. If you hadn't participated, it wouldn't have been possible."
"Yeah." Qi Yuncheng looked at the neon lights of Tianjin and turned the steering wheel from time to time, "I guess I like drum music, love it, and can watch it offline. There are only a few hundred people coming and going in Tianjin.
The market is not big to begin with, and if Deyun hadn’t been involved, there wouldn’t have been any enthusiasm.”
"Ah? So few? I held a concert before and thought that the number of people who like drum music has been increasing."
"The number is increasing, but most of them have just learned about drum music through Deyun. After all, without the word Deyun, our drum music club should have closed down long ago.
And there are only a handful of people who understand and are willing to listen to drum music every week, which is not an exaggeration.”
"Then... what should we do?" Zhou Gulan gently patted his younger brother and sister to sleep, with a solemn expression on his face. He always thought that the drum music was very good, but he didn't expect it to be an illusion.
If that's the case, no wonder the organizers don't want to do it.
After the car stopped at the traffic light, Qi Yuncheng looked back at the group of children behind him, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.
"You don't know how cross talk came to be in the first place, how miserable it was in the beginning, and not many people in Yanjing were willing to come to the small theater to listen to cross talk.
At that time, there was no concept of listening to cross talk in a small theater.
There is only one person in the theater, but there are often scenes with several people.
But cross talk can be popular, and drum music can also be popular. Our conditions are much better than those you had with Grandpa Guo.
So our next task is to rely on the charm of the actors to attract people to like the drum music.
Besides, if you think about it, the launch of our drum music can be considered a success.
Actors have a stage, and audiences who like drum music have a fixed gathering place, and the gathering is full every week, which shows that the number of people and the circle are slowly expanding.
It will get better, it’s only been a few years.”
"I understand, Master. I will work hard to perform in big scenes and strive to expand the circle and popularity." Zhou Gulan said confidently.
Qi Yuncheng is contented, but young people lack self-confidence and need encouragement.
But it can’t be called encouragement, just explain to her the changes in the drum club.
Drum Music Club is indeed getting better, otherwise it would not be profitable.
But in this case, we have to be clear about the facts, because without the name Deyun, even if the old gentleman opens a large venue, he may not be able to fill the seats.
You can only take your time.
Turning his head, Qi Yuncheng noticed the traffic light changed and continued driving to the hotel.
When they arrived at the hotel entrance, the two of them hugged their children and went to rest.
I have to say that Xixi and Jingjing were very tired from playing today. They hugged and hugged each other and didn’t wake up once. They slept very deeply.
"Okay, you go to bed too and get some rest early."
The apprentice didn't say anything and was about to leave the master's room, but suddenly turned around and looked at his younger brothers and sisters on the bed, "Master, please share one with me. I also want to hold him to sleep. I can't sleep alone."
"How old are you and you still can't sleep? Do you really think of them as dolls?"
"It's so cute, please!"
"Go to bed. If you can't sleep, sing two drum songs to me until three o'clock in the morning."
"Well...I can fall asleep now."
Zhou Gulan lowered his head and ran away in despair, but Qi Yuncheng closed the door and became angry. Sure enough, he accepted the girl as his apprentice, and there were many things to worry about.