When Leng Buding saw his wife, Qi Yuncheng was so happy that he hurried over to help tie his apron. As expected, he supported him 100%.
But Guo Degang frowned, isn't this just trying to bring trouble to himself? He also has to let his children know that this is not a simple job, and he has to be cautious, this is what he did.
But what else can he say? Deyun will be under Wang Hui's control.
What she wants to do is just a matter of her words.
"It is a good thing to have a drum music club. Since you are determined, I will definitely support it. As for whether it is difficult or not, I will not mention it. Go ahead and start it boldly. Deyun will pay you to do it.
Even if you start running the business later, you won’t have to worry about the money, you will be responsible for the management.”
"Okay! Of course I'm not just joking."
"I know."
The couple couldn't stop chatting so well. Meng Hetang didn't know exactly what his senior brother wanted to do, but he had the foresight and rushed to the kitchen immediately.
"Master Wife, let me help you."
"Okay! Then Yuncheng, you don't have to come. You take Lanlan to rest for a while before catching the plane back and watching the two children by the way!"
"No problem."
After putting on the apron.
They went to cook, and Qi Yuncheng came to the sofa to look at Master, "How are you doing, Master? What do you think?"
"Unlucky boy! Do you think I have any other ideas?"
How could Guo Degang refute Wang Hui's words? It was not necessary at all. He just had to say, "If we really have to do it, it will be difficult for a while.
Choose a venue, negotiate with departments, and open the business! After opening, you have to do the work yourself.
Moreover, when running a theater, you don’t have to consider just one or two things. It’s a mess inside and out.”
"You have to try everything."
"Hey!"
Guo Degang shook his head and knew that he couldn't stop it, especially with Wang Hui's support. Once she supported him, it was basically an imperial edict.
But in a blink of an eye, I saw the girl who had been following me silently.
In fact, he had been paying attention since he entered the school. This girl looked very well-behaved and grew up quickly. She was only as tall as she was in the training class back then, about thirteen years old.
Now in the blink of an eye, I'm afraid I'm a little taller than myself.
As for the girls in Yuncheng's family, each one is better than the other. After all, Song Yi's height is not considered short among girls.
I'm 1.68 meters tall, and maybe 1.7 meters tall with shoes on.
Zhou Gulan even rushed her mistress there, but it was still a little worse.
"Hello, Mr. Guo!"
When she saw Teacher Guo looking at her, Zhou Gulan respectfully shouted hello.
"Hey!" Guo Degang nodded in agreement, then pointed at Qi Yuncheng, "You also heard what your master said, if you really want to do it, the project is not small.
But as long as it can be done, drum music is also a big event, and many actors are needed.
How are you studying now?"
Zhou Gulan didn't dare to look into Master Guo's eyes. She hadn't been here many times, so she was a little timid, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Can you please click a paragraph?"
"I don't know much."
"It's okay. I have a rough idea. You've been coming to your master's house for so long."
For a while, Guo Degang was very interested in letting the child come. After all, he said that he was his disciple and a girl.
I only sang it three times, just to see what the child is capable of now.
When she sings.
Qi Yuncheng looked at his daughter and Guo Fenyang in the stroller. His daughter was okay, but Guo Fenyang was fat. His little hands were all fat, and they felt really fleshy to the touch.
Just as they were bumping into each other, Guo Fenyang suddenly grabbed him and tried to break free, but found that this kid was quite strong.
Much older than my own daughter.
"Okay! I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat you without any strength in the future." Qi Yuncheng is interested in this younger brother, he is indeed quite fat.
But after playing with Guo Fenyang for a while, Xixi, who was sitting in a stroller next to her, became unhappy. Yiyi screamed, wanting her father to come over.
"Are you jealous? She looks exactly like your mother."
Playing with two children, Qi Yuncheng now knows what it feels like to be twice as happy.
I am even more looking forward to the time when my wife will give birth to a second child.
After a while, Lanlan finished singing.
Guo Degang nodded, but didn't make too many comments and just said a few words.
The voice is very good, but something is missing.
These things require time and study to figure out. Jingyun Dagu is not just singing, it is also a kind of performance, and the techniques must be used according to the characters' emotions.
In the end, I had less time to go on stage and learn the drums, so I simply informed them and left. After all, I was afraid of saying too much and not being able to digest it.
As soon as they finished, Qi Yuncheng sat next to his master and said seriously, "Master, if the Drum Music Club really starts up, I have to ask you for some advice."
"Say it, Master."
Picking up a cup of tea on the coffee table, Guo Degang took a sip and then spoke.
"Times are different now. It is no longer the time in the past few years when information was not spreading quickly. With a meager post, almost tens of thousands, or even more, people know and support their favorite actors.
So I was worried that when it opened, the audience would look for the actors and thus ignore the drum music."
Guo Degang listened to the child's words the whole time. When he saw this doubt, the smile on his face was dull but showed joy.
Because it is a good thing for children to have problems. If you understand them, you will know more.
"Child, my son. Are you still worried about this?"
Qi Yuncheng didn't know what to say at this moment, so he turned his head and glanced at Lanlan, who was paying attention to Xixi, and then back again.
"After all, in the information age, the pace of life is fast, and people only care about the actors they like. After watching him, it is difficult to care about others.
As you said before, when an actor eats a bowl of noodles on stage, everyone below will love to watch it."
"Really? Then remember, look at the person first and then the art!"
Guo Degang blurted out, "No matter what time it is, whether it is the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China, we always look at the people first, and then the drum music. You can't force yourself to understand "Daiyu Buries Flowers" or "The West Chamber" just after entering the door.
,This is unrealistic.
If your people can't keep them, then your art can't keep them either. This is a step-by-step process.
So your worries are purely blind. Just do your best and there will be a result in due course."
A paragraph, simple and clear.
Qi Yuncheng, who was beside him, understood instantly, yes, maybe the audience didn't understand, and they just praised you as an actor and were not familiar with drum music.
But as long as you retain people, then it is possible to make progress step by step.
I would like to ask those viewers who like Deyun actors, are they also starting to understand other folk arts? Absolutely! In his previous life, he gradually got to know other people through Deyun.
This is about getting to know people, and then slowly being attracted to understand other arts.
But it’s not just a matter of praise. Mainstream crosstalk is indeed not as good as Deyun in this regard.
In his previous life, the first people he met were the mainstream cross talk actors, who were fun and entertaining.
It's impossible to deny.
I just got to know cross talk, and I didn’t know about other folk arts at all. Even the lyrics of Taiping were not introduced. Only later did I learn about Deyun.
"Thank you, Master, I understand. This gives me confidence."
"I really don't know what your intentions are. Didn't I tell you that you can do it well in a few years. Then you will have time to run it."
"It's not impossible to wait a few years later, but as long as I don't take on TV dramas, my time will be very free, and I want to try."
"I'll give you a few variety shows later, and I'll see if you still say you're relaxed."
"I don't know about you yet, don't you just want to take Xixi with you? That's what you said."
Guo Degang couldn't help but laugh out loud at this moment. The master and apprentice, or rather father and son, knew each other very well.
Let’s chat for a while.
When you hear the smell of fire in the kitchen, dinner is almost ready.
Soon.
Three or four big dishes were cooked.
Qi Yuncheng looked at it, "Why do you make so much? Can we just eat something casually?"
"Isn't it Lanlan that I rarely come here to eat? Hurry up and get ready to eat."
Looking at his apprentice, Qi Yuncheng was happy. Otherwise, he had selfish motives for bringing him here to make a living.
If the apprentice is here, I know that the master wife will do a lot.
Zhou Gulan, on the other hand, didn't have so many ideas, but was a little restrained, because when she came here before she was just playing, and it was her first time to eat, so she was definitely not used to sitting with a group of elders.
Qi Yuncheng naturally noticed that the girl was not used to it, and would pick up vegetables for her from time to time during meals.
So as not to be embarrassed to reach out.
Just eating, Wang Hui looked at Xixi at the dinner table and said with a smile: "Yuncheng, I will definitely support the drum music club, but I have a condition."
"What conditions? You tell me!"
Wang Hui turned back and looked at Qi Yuncheng, "How many days are left until your performance in another place?"
"About ten days! There will be performances in Nanjing and Changchun."
"Come back in ten days?"
"Yeah."
After asking a few questions in succession, Qi Yuncheng really didn't know what the mistress meant, but Meng Hetang, who was standing next to him, probably knew, and when he saw his expression, he immediately understood.
"You don't want to take Xixi with you for a while, do you? My wife won't be able to come back by then, but I have to come back. Why won't I take care of my child then?"
"I'll give it another ten days. After that, Deyunhua will have a batch of big orders, plus Xiaoyue's performance.
I don’t have much time left.
Mainly, I want to accompany Xixi to practice walking well."
"..."
Qi Yuncheng was silent while holding his job. No wonder the master's wife agreed to the Drum Music Club very happily, because she wanted to make her daughter a hostage.
But think about it, even if he comes back, he will still have performances in Yanjing.
If you agree, just agree.
There is no way, the master's wife agreed to him so readily, how could it be possible that he didn't agree?
So after looking at my daughter, I looked at my mistress and spoke.
"Okay, you have the final say."
"Well! I like to be with the little girl and the others. The little girl is ice-snowy and smart." Wang Hui finally achieved her goal. She held the bowl and a little specially made egg custard and stretched it out in front of the child.
"Are you going to eat or not?"
Xixi: "Yeah!"
"Eat? Don't grab it with your hands, I'll feed you."
Seeing Xixi's little hand trying to grab it, Wang Hui hid for a moment before putting the kuaizi to her mouth. Seeing that something was being brought to her, she knew how to be lazy, so she put her hand down and just opened her mouth to eat.
The egg custard was very soft and would go down easily with just one sip, but she just pretended to chew it.
It feels like smashing a bar.
How could it not look cute?
Xixi: "Yeah!"
"Do you still want to eat?"
Wang Hui then fed a little more.
This scene was fun for Qi Yuncheng to watch, but he had to say, "Don't worry about Guang Xixi, where is Fenyang?"
"He can't eat these snacks, he can only drink milk! He has been fed before! His appetite is not small, especially Xixi's."
"Both mother and daughter are foodies." Guo Degang followed with a smile and looked down at the time.
He has to go there early in the evening. After eating and resting for a while, he will probably have to rush.
So this meal was eaten quickly.
Only half an hour.
Most of the time is spent on the children.
But just after eating, Song Yi from out of town came to make a video call, and her daughter was her treasure.
It's impossible not to care.
How can I be willing to spend a day without seeing it?
"Where is Xixi, where is my daughter."
During the video call with her husband, Song Yi kept shouting. Qi Yuncheng's camera changed and she saw her daughter and Guo Fenyang in the stroller beside her.
"I mean? You are the only one in Master's house? Where are Master and Mistress?"
"Master has a performance, and Mistress is washing dishes in the kitchen. I asked Lanlan to come over and help, while I looked after the children outside."
"Really? Then come closer and let me take a good look at my daughter, and Guo Fenyang. Why do I look so much older than our daughter? Is it because of the camera?"
"It has nothing to do with the lens."
Qi Yuncheng gave a bitter smile, "Fenyang is so tall and fat. I'm afraid our daughter won't be able to compare with his uncle!"
"Hey!" Song Yi was in the crew hotel at the moment, watching the two little guys happy. After all, they are both cute.
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I also looked at two of them at the same time.
She suddenly became excited.
"Husband, husband, husband!"
"Why are you shouting like that, and what are you asking me for?"
"As I said before! Xixi will have a second child when she is one or two years old. I estimate that Xixi, who is over two years old, will be able to run around."
"Not only can I run, but I can even make soy sauce if I give you some money and a bottle."
"Yeah."
After being a little tired from filming, Song Yi felt very tired, but when she saw her husband and daughter, she felt nothing.
"Asking you, husband! When will I have a second child? I want a boy."
"Oops."
Every time this issue comes up, Qi Yuncheng feels helpless. They are all actors, so they will probably have to plan their time.
Although he also wanted one very much, it was more of an idea.
But at this time, the mistress suddenly came out and answered her daughter's words happily.
"Have a baby! Why can't you have a baby? Give me another child to play with! Xixi is so beautiful now, it would be great if she gave birth to a boy.
Just like Yuncheng, he attracts many little girls as soon as he comes on stage."
Hearing the voice of his mistress, Song Yi shrank his neck in fright. He was embarrassed because he was acting coquettishly with her husband just now.
"Here, give me your phone."
Wang Hui was very concerned about this matter. After wiping his hands, he immediately sat down to video chat with his daughter. At the same time, Qi Yuncheng went to the kitchen and continued washing things.
When washing, I was quite hesitant.
Because as long as the mistress says to have another grandson, and the daughter-in-law acts coquettishly, she will definitely have it.
"Master!"
While washing the dishes, Lanlan next to me said something.
"What's wrong?"
"I heard it when I was washing the dishes just now. In fact, it's good to have another baby. When my parents are busy, I'm the only one at home, which makes me a little lonely.
I used to play with kids from the same street at my grandpa’s place. I was the happiest at that time."
Qi Yuncheng picked up a bowl and poured water, "You little girl are here to persuade me, right?