"Master, please sit down and I'll pour you some tea."
When the old gentleman went backstage, many unboxing actors in Deyun were calling people and waiting for him.
When they said hello, Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but go over, and he would naturally do it with respect. But when his father didn't say anything, he took the initiative to put down what he was eating and follow them.
This move, not to mention the senior Shi Fukuan, even Qiyun Chengdu felt that his youngest son was too good to be true.
Sure enough, the atmosphere nourishes the people.
Surrounded by elders who respect their teachers, children do not need to tell their elders to get up and be polite when they come, they can figure it out by themselves.
When he came to the front, he watched Jingjing pass by.
A crowd of spectators gathered around unconsciously.
Yue Yunpeng, Shaobing, Tao Yang, Xiao Meng, and Zhang Helun were all watching. Today, this little boy is the target of attention. He is so cute.
He also has quality in his bones, so what's not to like about him.
"Master Shi, he is my youngest son. His name is Qi Jing, and his nickname is Guan Guan."
"Jar?"
Shi Fukuan's face was full of disbelief, and he looked around with his eyes, "Why is such a cute child named like this?"
It's okay if I don't say it, but no one can't help but laugh when I say that I am an apprentice.
Everyone knows that the nickname was given by Master. How could Master have the brain cells to come up with a name?
Guo Degang stood nearby and felt embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say that it was his fault, while Yu Qian also smiled and said nothing.
"Master gave it to me."
"Tsk." Guo Degang had a bunch of teeth and was speechless. Yun Chengfei had to say more about what happened.
Hearing Guo Degang, Shi Fukuan turned his head and looked over, nodded with his finger, "You, the art of not naming."
The old gentleman said that as a junior, he could only accept it with a smile on his face.
"How is the child? Has he gone to kindergarten?"
Qi Yuncheng held Jingjing's little hand, and now he was starting to feel timid. He asked a group of people to look at him, wondering why he was acting like this.
"I started school quite early. I've been studying for one semester now."
"Very good. This shows that the child has strong self-care ability and is very sensible. By the way..." Shi Fukuan sat on the chair and took out a handful of gummy candies from his pocket.
Don't look at the dozens of gummy candies. He put a lot of thought into them at home and carefully selected them for fear that his children wouldn't like them.
The child is nervous when he sees him, and he is also nervous when he sees the child, but his nervousness is because he is afraid that he will not be able to coax him.
Seeing so many candies, Jingjing's eyes really lit up, indicating that he liked it.
"Say thank you Shi Zuzu."
Qi Yuncheng said a word of respect and respect, "Thank you Shi Zuzu."
"You're welcome, come and continue."
Shi Fukuan held up the candies with both hands and asked him to grab them. Jingjing put a few of them into his pocket with his little hands.
This scene is unexpectedly joyful to watch.
Mr. Shi is quite old, in his early seventies, and seventies have been rare since ancient times. He is considered to be a very old man, so his hands are inevitably covered with wrinkles.
On the contrary, Jingjing's two little hands are different.
It's so tender and small that you have to grab a dozen candies several times to finish them all.
"It's so cute. If I had known you would have asked your daughter to come over." Shi Fukuan said.
Qi Yuncheng quickly refused, "No, no, no, no. The little girl is over six years old. When she is annoying, she is not as destructive as usual. I am worried that if she comes over, she will destroy the entire theater."
Why don't you understand the child Shi Fukuan? This age is indeed the most annoying stage.
But suddenly, the old man became excited and said, "I heard that Jingjing also likes to play tapes, listen to cross talk and so on."
"He didn't understand it. He just found it amusing to hear the sound. He even tinkered with a few tapes until they couldn't be used."
"Don't say that, I think it's a good hobby." Shi Fukuan explained to the child, "That's how it comes about. Even if he doesn't understand it, he can get a rough idea of the taste if he listens more.
Besides, this is his interest.
If he likes it, he should try his best to satisfy it. This is the first time I have seen a three-year-old child playing with tapes, but it is very good."
Qi Yuncheng agreed with the old man's words and had always been satisfying him. As for the tape recorder he liked, it was not just that he kept listening to it at the beginning.
After letting Jingjing, who was still one or two years old, know about it and look around for a long time, he finally became interested.
Like Xixi, Xixi often sees her mother eating and can't help but want to eat more.
He completely brought out the atmosphere, so he didn't know what the atmosphere was like in his family.
Fortunately, they all had a good time.
When he finally saw Jingjing put the candy into his pocket, Qi Yuncheng asked his youngest son gently, "Do you still remember what you learned from your uncles before? Do you want to carry it for Shi Zuzu? Maybe there is still candy?"
"Yes, I still have candies." Shi Fukuan really liked it to a certain extent and took out one or two more candies from his pocket.
"Recite the name of the dish."
"Okay." Jingjing looked at the candy and agreed. He didn't think about anything else. He wanted to bring as much candy back as possible and share it with his sister. She was probably very happy.
Then the little mouth began to spit out words.
The vomiting was not too fast, but it was not too slow either.
I carried more than 20 dishes on my back without any pause in the process, and even a few of them happened unexpectedly.
Although it can only be said to be a coincidence, it was a surprise to a group of people in the background.
Especially when he got a few of his random words right, Yu Qian himself was a little surprised, "Ouch, he's so awesome, he has the style of his dad. It seems he has watched his dad's performances a lot."
Guo Degang could hear his senior brother muttering in a low voice and started to laugh.
Maybe Qi Yuncheng will bring another seedling to Deyun Society that the grandmaster feeds.
And they were all so happy. You can imagine Shi Fukuan's mood when he heard that he had the right tone, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed.
"That's awesome, kid, remember. We don't need to speak too fast, but we must speak clearly and make it comfortable for others to hear."
Qi Yuncheng didn't know whether his youngest son understood or not, but he looked at Shi Zuzu respectfully and nodded, so he successfully pocketed the remaining candies.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Now he is making a lot of money, and his pocket is bulging.
After a while, the crowd began to disperse.
After all, you need to prepare the door opening, which is indispensable for all unpacking.
When it was about to begin, Wang Hui finally pulled a group of girls from the drum club backstage.
The first official program agreed upon was their drum music, and Zhou Gulan was not included in it.
A group of little girls came to the backstage, and it was very lively. It was a rare good scene backstage for crosstalk.
But after they put on their performance costumes, none of them took a break because they were busy with other things.
Instead, he was busy teasing Jingjing, who was being held by Zhou Gulan.
Five or six girls all gathered around, forming a crowd.
I don't know how much I like him.
Yue Yunpeng found it funny when he saw it. He clapped his hands and said, "It's over, it's over. When Jingjing grows up, he will be able to kill all the veteran actors in our group just by virtue of his appearance."
"Hey, how old were you then? Do you still need to compare your good looks with young people?" Qi Yuncheng complained and patted his shoulder again, "You must have been sixty by then."
"We still have to lose face when we are sixty."
"You want face? You didn't want face when you were young, but do you want it when you are sixty?"
The senior brothers chatted and joked, and they all felt a little emotional about what the children will look like when they grow up.
And if the children are in their twenties, they are not in their fifties, but in their sixties.
Not much time, amidst lively applause.
The crosstalk actors began to wait one by one at the side curtains to go on stage.
Not only crosstalk actors, but also drummers and performers took the stage.
They were the first to go.
So when a group of little girls came on stage, the young and old men below applauded surprisingly loudly. This was the first time such a scene had happened to Deyun.
After a group of girls showed up, it was the turn of the crosstalk actors to show up. Finally, the two oldest ones showed up, and cheers continued at the Beizhan Theater.
Guo Degang stood in front of everyone and thanked, "Thank you, everyone. I can see that everyone is happy today. Because we have a few more girls on the stage. These girls are performers from the drum music club. I will give you a piece later."
Let's sing a piece. You guys will wait and see how they sing.
Now is the beginning of our cross talk, singing "The Great West Wing", let's start now.
I'll sing first, and then if you know how to do it, come forward on your own."
"A bright moon shines on the west wing~~
Twenty-eight beauties, Yingying matchmaker~~
Invite Mr. Zhang to the banquet~~
Looking around, no one is jumping over the flower wall~~
Mrs. Wu Gu knows the letter~~
The six-flower stick tortured Yingying and interrogated the little matchmaker~~
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When Guo De has just finished singing at ten, it is the children's turn. Usually they will find more famous actors to liven up the atmosphere.
But today is different, Guo Degang has other intentions.
Because the first person to come up turned out to be Zhou Gulan from the Drum Club.
It wasn't that she took the initiative to come forward, but it was planned from behind. Otherwise, how could she have chosen someone to sing temporarily?
A little girl stepped forward to sing, and the audience watched with applause, which was very refreshing.
Guo Degang also introduced a little more, "This is Qi Yuncheng's apprentice and an actor in our Drum Club. His name is Zhou Gulan."
Zhou Gulan was very excited at the microphone between Grandpa Guo and Grandpa Yu. He didn't expect that he would also have the opportunity to sing this. After waiting for a while for the gongs and drums band to start, his clear voice suddenly appeared.
"Sister is embroidering a sachet in the room and embroidering all kinds of people in the west wing~~
The one embroidered on this side is Miss Cui, and the one embroidered on the other side is Zhang Xiucai~~"
Everyone: "Doudou, doudou, doudou, choking~~"
After singing a few lines, Guo Degang listened happily. This one sang very well, even better than some of her uncles.
Then other actors started singing other words.
There are no mistakes, I sing it every time.
After opening the door, everyone bowed and left the stage.
The hosts Yan Hexiang, Qin Xiaoxian and Zhang Jiunan took the stage.
They have to delay their appearance on stage for a while so that the staff can arrange the instruments for singing drum music.
After a while, five or six microphones and drums were set up, and the three people finally finished some conversations and started announcing the curtain.
As soon as the curtain call was over, five or six little girls came on stage one after another, and they were also welcomed by many people.
The applause was louder than that given by ordinary crosstalk actors.
In Deyun Monk's Nest, you can see that the little girl, not to mention applauding, even the shouts of the gentlemen did not decrease much.
"That's great. When our drum music club gets bigger in the future, I'm afraid it will also have the same level of popularity."
Wang Hui loves drum music, and she was very touched when she saw the children being popular.
This is especially true for Qi Yuncheng, but his eyes are not only on his apprentice, but also on other little girls, knowing that they are all good actors.
Otherwise, it will not be selected for unboxing display.
In fact, there are more than just a few of them, there are many more, but the number is limited.
Everything is ready, the accompanist has tuned the strings.
The chorus of five or six people broke out on the spot, which was extremely exciting.
The audience became excited when they heard the little girl's delicate singing.
Achieved the effect of opening and warming up.
"This is an actor trained by our Deyun Society."
Shi Fukuan was in the side curtain at the moment. He saw the energy of several young girls and couldn't help but ask.
Wang Hui nodded in response, "Yes, they are actors we have trained ourselves, and we also cooperate with the school. The school learns the basics, and then comes to Deyun for internship.
Nowadays, a large number of children have matured, and by the way, some are learning musical instruments.
If there’s no playing, there’s no singing.”
"It's great. With this platform, we don't have to worry about young blood."
Shi Fukuan was overjoyed. People of his age wanted nothing more than to see fresh blood in folk art.
The platform now founded by Deyun can be said to be a meritorious service.
It satisfies so many actors who love drum music but have no place to show it.
Yes, during the period since the drum music club was founded, not to mention children, some old gentlemen and some mature actors have also joined one after another.
As long as they come, they will not refuse.
So now the Drum Club's performances, which are held from Tuesday to Friday on weekdays, also include some mature actors.
Everything was so good, otherwise how could Qi Yuncheng let go.
But as I looked at it, I suddenly found that Jingjing standing next to Qi Yuncheng was struggling with a piece of candy. Sometimes the candy wrapper was too tightly wrapped and difficult to open.
He worked on it for more than ten seconds and still didn't open it.
Shi Fukuan saw it and showed a kind smile, "Come, give it to me."
Jingjing and Shi Fukuan were not very close, after all, they had not met a few times.
But I still handed over the candy.
The ancestor peeled off the candy wrapper in a few clicks and handed it over.
Putting the candy into his mouth, Jingjing did not forget to be polite, "Thank you Shi Zuzu."
This sentence was not taught to him by an adult, it was purely his own politeness.
Shi Fukuan was elated. When he and Yaowen met Guo Degang, they knew he was good. When Yaowen knew that Deyun was in trouble, he personally took 50,000 yuan to help.
Now that Yaowen is gone, he helped him see the good things about Deyun Society.
It's so good that I can't describe it in words.
Children as young as three years old and old men in their 70s and 80s all perform at Deyun.
Thriving.
Not to mention the mainstays, Qi Yuncheng and Yue Yunpeng are all great.
"Is it delicious?" When the actors were performing on the stage, Shi Fukuan looked down at the little guy and asked again.
He nodded respectfully and immediately stretched out his hand to hand over a candy, signaling for him to try it.
It was impossible for Shi Fukuan to refuse, so he really took it and ate it with him.
The old man and the young man were all extremely happy in the background.