Watching the actors leaving at the end of the performance, Song Yi had a really weird expression, as if she was disturbing them from watching the apprenticeship ceremony.
"So is it my fault? I don't want to disturb other people's fun."
"Okay, take a good look." Qi Yuncheng turned around and found a chair nearby for his wife to sit on. He said there was no seat, so how could he really let her stand all the time.
After sitting down, Song Yi looked up at her husband, "What about you?"
"Why should I be anxious? There will be a performance later."
"Oh!"
Nodding in agreement, the couple turned their attention back to the stage.
At the same time, Guo Degang began to briefly introduce the apprenticeship amidst applause, "Thank you, I have troubled you all. There is a term for accepting apprentices in cross talk called "Zhuozhi", which originally means setting up a banquet for everyone to eat. After eating, you will know that there are
That's all.
But you all know how popular I am. If I invite many of my peers over for dinner, they will only come and scold me.
So let’s make it simple.
In addition, three teachers were introduced..."
Guo Degang turned around and explained the identities of the three people sitting next to him, "Introducing a teacher refers to introducing a student to a master. In the past, a guarantor was called a biological uncle. What does that mean? He has to be a guarantor on both sides. He has to guarantee the master.
, but also to ensure the apprenticeship.
The acting teacher needs to explain. You may have seen many apprenticeship ceremonies that say that the acting teacher is the master who can’t teach, so he will be taught by this person. This is wrong. The acting teacher is actually a ghostwriter. In the past..."
I’ll explain them one by one. It doesn’t need to be explained too clearly. The main thing is that there are news media recording below, so I’ll give you a brief explanation.
After that, the entire apprenticeship process begins.
Bowing to pay homage to the teacher and giving gifts, and teachers giving gifts to children are all basic rituals. After that, several teachers came over to explain some words.
There is almost no big attraction, just to make it lively and fresh.
After Yi Qian and Gao Feng finished speaking respectively, Hou Zhen finally stepped forward proudly.
"Let me make a summary. First of all, congratulations to Teacher Guo and his apprentices. Today is a good day. Thank you all for coming to witness. They have said all they need to say.
I can only say a few things.
Let’s not mention the things that the disciples gave to our teachers. I don’t know where they bought them and whether they were discounted or not.
I know that the gifts given by the few of us are not easy. There are jade seeds, fans, and wake wood. I don’t know if anyone has discovered it. Our wake wood is very special. It is unique to Deyun Society. It has the name of Deyun Society.
The name of the disciple is also written as "disciple of Jiuzi Ke".
We also put a lot of effort into making it. What exactly did it take? We went to find someone to customize it that day..."
After receiving the microphone, Hou Zhen started his speech. He talked for a long time and in the end it had nothing to do with accepting disciples. It was all about gifts. If he kept turning around, he wouldn't even be able to get the apprenticeship gifts.
A group of people were waiting nearby, constantly anxious.
But the audience was very happy to see them.
Finally, Guo Degang stepped forward and asked, "Master Hou, are you done?"
"It's done, it's done!"
"Okay, thank you for the speeches of the three teachers. Although I didn't understand any of them, I support them. In addition, I have a few words to say to the children.
Because from today on, you are no longer laymen, you are serious cross talkers, and you have a network. When you go to the arena, people will inevitably ask you, so you must remember this sentence."
Guo Degang looked at the children on the stage and stretched out four fingers, "When asking, you only need to ask the fourth generation, for example, who is your cross talk master?
Tell people about my master Guo Degang, my master is Mr. Hou Yaowen, and the master above me is Mr. Zhao Peiru. When talking about these generations, if anyone still asks, remember, our rule is to slap him if you ask again! p>
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Hahahaha!
Laughter filled the theater, and Song Yi naturally couldn't stop laughing at the exit door. He immediately turned to look at her husband, "Is this true?"
A smile appeared on Qi Yuncheng's lips, "Well! This is the rule! You can only ask these generations."
"Oh."
As soon as Song Yi agreed, the apprenticeship ceremony was almost over.
As the host, Zheng Xiding immediately greeted, "Okay, then our teachers and apprentices will bow deeply to all the viewers who came today, thank you.
At the same time, our program has officially started, so I have delayed everyone."
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
Amid warm applause, a group of people on the stage began to leave, and at the same time Zheng Xiding began to sign up for the first program.
Today is the Gangsi Festival, and the program is naturally indispensable.
As soon as the program was announced, a pair of relatively unfamiliar actors performed the opening performance.
Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang had performances today, so the latter quickly changed clothes as soon as they left. Their show was on the second one.
It's quite a rush, they haven't done their job properly in order to prepare for apprenticeship.
Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping were also present today, but they were in the last three, so they still had a lot of time to watch the show. It just so happened that he also used this time to spend more time with his wife.
It has indeed been a long time since he came to the small theater with her, and as soon as the Gangsi Festival is over, he has to be busy again, and he feels more or less guilty for his wife.
I have been busy almost all year.
You know they just got married.
"Daughter-in-law?"
"What's wrong?" Song Yi sat on the chair and asked curiously, his eyes full of doubts.
"When this year is over, I will spend some time with you."
"I know."
After being together for so long, how could a wife not understand her husband's career? "It's almost here anyway. Teacher Guo said, can't we make time at the end of the year? Then December is our time, right?
Fortunately, there was Lanlan in the middle for me to play with, so it wasn’t too boring.”
"Do you really treat her as a toy?"
"Aren't children just for fun? By the way, you said you were planning to have children by the end of the year!" Suddenly Song Yi's expression became strange, and his voice was very soft, for fear that someone would hear.
After all, this is a private conversation between their husband and wife, and it would be very embarrassing for others to hear it.
Qi Yuncheng nodded happily, "Are you so excited?"
"The main reason is that Lanlan makes me feel so good that I can't help but look forward to my own child."
"Reality and imagination are sometimes opposite. It's like getting married. I thought the wedding was romantic, but ended up feeling as tired as a dog when I came back that day?"
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"I don't care, I just want my own child. You are not allowed to go anywhere at the end of the year."
Song Yi was shouting at the exit door, while Qi Yuncheng was speechless by his side. After a moment of silence, he continued to look up at today's program.
However, time passed quickly. After five or six performances, it was his turn to meet Luan Yunping. How could they not perform on the Gangsi Festival, especially today when the audience was very lively.
Only the stage is too small, so the festival could have been held in the North Exhibition, but the apprenticeship ceremony can be much more enjoyable here, and the place is intimate.
It's a pity that Xiaoyue couldn't come today. He was filming and couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.
"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Drawing a Fan"! The performers are Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping!
”
"Oh!
”
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
"Qi Yuncheng!
”
"Team Luan!
”
……
Seeing the actors, the audience was as excited and noisy as ever.
Qi Yuncheng felt that the atmosphere was equally exciting. After receiving the gift, he hurried back and said, "It's the annual Gangsi Festival again, and today is also the apprenticeship ceremony of Jiuzike. It's even more joyful."
Luan Yunping nodded, "In the future, we, as senior brothers, will have to take more care of you."
"Actually, it's okay to be a senior brother. They are mainly elders. Only with them can we, the disciples, learn and progress."
"The old gentlemen are very knowledgeable."
"That's right. It's obvious whether this person is knowledgeable or not. I wonder if you have noticed that a truly knowledgeable person will not boast about his virtues. There is a saying that the real person does not show his appearance, and the real person does not show his appearance.
?"
"Yes."
"It's the same no matter what. For example, this is a certain artist. This artist must be recognized by others. If you admit it yourself, it won't be good."
Luan Yunping immediately followed, "Yes, there is no need to boast."
"Luan Yunping's father is like this. I admire him from the bottom of my heart. You must know that the old man is a man who has studied, and he is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In this regard, he is simply amazing."
"Really?"
"I like to chat with his father when I have nothing to do." Qi Yuncheng pointed to his partner, and then performed the gesture in a real way, "I love to write and draw. Not to mention the old man, everyone in the family draws."
"They all like to draw two strokes." Luan Yunping affirmed.
"The old man is good at painting, especially fans. He paints for everyone without asking. It is said that when I was in my forties or fifties, I painted a lot, but later my legs and feet became weak and I couldn't paint anymore."
The two were not next to each other at all, and Luan Yunping had to wonder, "Does my dad draw with his legs?"
"No." Qi Yuncheng quickly explained, "When he wants to paint, most people will run away. He is so young that he can catch up. If he catches up, he will snatch the fan home and paint it for you."
"Isn't this a bit mean?"
"Later on, I got older and my legs failed me, so my works became less."
Luan Yunping was speechless, "Then don't draw."
"Sometimes I say I'll paint for you, and the person who comes over groans and kneels down. Oh, please don't paint. I have an old one and a young one."
"As for whether or not, my dad is a judge? He can kill people with a pen?"
Talking and having fun, both of them are in a relaxed performance at the moment, and the jokes they tell are all old jokes, but Liang Zi has the same baggage, and the times are different, so some changes are needed.
Qi Yuncheng spoke again, "I've only been fooled once! My wife gave me a fan when she passed by your house, and the old man saw it.
Come on, show me quickly. Did you buy a fan? I'll draw a fan for you."
"Is this what you need to paint?"
"Old man, when it comes to this job, are you embarrassed to refuse? I asked the old man what would you draw?" Qi Yuncheng looked like he was thinking about it. After thinking about it, he suddenly responded, "Do you like drawing a beautiful woman?"
"This is great."
"I said you painted ancient times?
No, no, no, I will draw a big movie star for you."
"Modern?" Luan Yunping and the audience below were immediately curious. They had heard the old gentleman talk about painting fans, but this time the actor changed the baggage.
"Would you like to draw a big movie star for you?"
"Who is it?"
"Can Zhang Ziyi do it?"
"Look, my dad still has this ability!"
"How long should I say? Ten days."
"It's not that long."
"Okay, I'll go in ten days." Qi Yuncheng turned to one side and spoke respectfully, as if talking to someone, "Old man, where is my fan?"
"It's agreed Zhang Ziyi." Luan Yunping said.
Qi Yuncheng suddenly laughed a few more times, slowly picked up the fan on the table, opened it and looked at the fan, but as soon as he looked at it, something was wrong with his expression, which was unspeakable.
"This...do you like this Guo Degang?"
Hahahahaha!
"Good guy, why did you jump to Teacher Guo?"
"I knew I couldn't run away."
"The big actress was changed to Guo Degang? How did you draw this?"
……
When the first little bag came out, Song Yi had great fun with the audience at the exit gate.
Luan Yunping must also be confused, "Why did Guo Degang change?"
Qi Yuncheng looked at it and shook his head, "It's a little darker, shorter, and fatter."
"Huo oh, where have all these paintings gone?"
"The old man said that I would draw you a picture of Guo Degang, who is also a big star. When the time comes, you can still support your master."
"Is this okay?" Luan Yunping was a little worried.
"It's easy! Just add a few strokes."
"Okay, that's how I drew it from the beginning."
"I said how long it took. Five days! I went back after five days. How is my fan?"
"How did your painting go this time?"
Qi Yuncheng sighed and continued to look at the fan, "Do you like landscape paintings?"
"Good guy, Master is no longer worthy of his appearance?"
Hahahahaha!
The baggage Luan Yunping uncovered once again aroused laughter, and at the same time she continued to complain, "Master and landscape paintings are not even close to each other."
"The painting is a little outrageous, but it can turn into a landscape and draw you a forced demolition."
"Has anyone painted this?"
"It's very fast. It only takes three days. I went there again three days later. What happened to my forced demolition? Wait a minute." Qi Yuncheng opened the fan again and looked at it, "Do you like abstract paintings?"
"Changed to abstract painting?"
"I'll draw an abstract painting for you and give it a name."
"Call?"
"The end of 2012."
"Damn it, the end of the world is over."
"Let's paint, I'll go the next day. Master, where is my fan?"
"How was it?"
"Do you like black fans? If you do, find someone to write gold letters on them."
"Never heard of it."
After saying this short paragraph, Qi Yuncheng put away his fan and said, "This is what his father did, but to be honest, don't laugh at the old man like this, but I respect him very much."
"Didn't see it."
"It's normal for your hands to tremble when you get old. It's just like this when you get older. I even went home to see his father these days..."
……
On the stage, Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping briefly talked about the beginning of a joke, and there was still a long time after that, but they talked about other jokes, which were almost not next to the painting fan, so they were skipped.
Sometimes the performance is just like this, and it may not necessarily be a complete set of big jobs.
There are a lot of little jokes coming together, and that's what they are doing now.
After all, when you perform in a small theater, you just have to say what you want.
While they were talking, Song Yi, who was watching attentively, suddenly felt a vibration and quickly took out his phone, thinking it was Yueyue or Lanlan.
But when I saw that there was no message on my phone, I quickly took out my husband’s phone from the same pocket.
When it was time to go on stage, Qi Yuncheng put his cell phone with her. Now he took it out and looked at it, and found that it was a note called Xiao Yuefa, "Brother, I have finished all the songs. Now I am on my way after filming."