Chapter 722 Why does the little girl love to eat so much!
On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, Qi Yuncheng started singing after feeling confident.
"The large number of people and horses is really majestic. There is an old Taoist sitting in the sedan chair~~"
"Old Taoist?" Luan Yunping asked curiously from the side.
"The Immortal Wind Taoist Bone is indeed majestic. This Taoist is not a real Taoist..."
"What the hell is this."
When he refutes his own things, those who praise him are displeased.
Qi Yuncheng sang again, "The official name of the official in the Ministry of Personnel is Liu Yong. Mr. Liu left Yanjing for a private visit. Mr. Liu left the city of Yanjing.
Mr. Liu is going to Shandong for a private visit~~"
"Shandong."
"Master Liu is going to Shandong City for a private visit~"
"Ah."
Here Luan Yunping frowned and waved her hands, feeling that she was not so talkative.
If you want to be normal, you must add a sentence like Hou Ye.
But don’t come to the Spring Festival Gala like this.
But Qi Yuncheng kept saying, "Master Liu, don't go to Henan~~"
"This is not nonsense."
"Master Liu is not going to Taiyuan City, Shanxi~~"
"Oops." Luan Yunping was so annoyed that she couldn't help but asked, "Why are you talking about it?"
"Master Liu left Yanjing for a private visit." Qi Yuncheng suddenly raised his body and momentum with a crescent board, "What a great Master Liu, he left Yanjing and ran to Shandong~~"
"Hey guys, this is the word that comes to mind."
It was a piece of content that was highly praised, and the audience in person, in front of the TV, and on the Internet had a lot of fun watching it.
After that, Qi Yuncheng began to play the drum kit again, and tilted his head to look in other directions and began to think about the remaining words.
But when I think about it, I feel a bit lost and I really can’t seem to remember it.
The actor played the drums on the stage for a long time.
Even though the actor didn't say anything during this process, the image of the actor thinking hard was enough to make her funny for a long time. Luan Yunping was so happy that she said, "No, let's change the scene."
Talk and enjoy.
The audience was extremely happy, and Qi Yuncheng himself was almost the same, with smiles all over his face.
Then quickly regain your composure and sing.
"You want to ask Mr. Liu where he is going. He is going to Shandong for a private visit~~"
"It's still Shandong!!" Luan Yunping was furious beside her.
"This Mr. Liu..."
"ah."
"This Mr. Liu..."
"What's wrong?"
"Master Liu, he is an adult!"
"It's all bullshit."
"Master Liu is doing the eight steps and moving forward..."
After singing a line, Qi Yuncheng struck the drum shuttlecock in his hand hard and made a thumping sound. Then he thought for a while and looked at the audience to explain, "I really forgot until now."
Luan Yunping waved her hand, "It was not a lie just now."
Qi Yuncheng tried to make up for it, "Actually, it should be a whirlwind at this point, and Huang Aiyu will be interrogated later."
"Yes." Luan Yunping, who had some understanding, also said, "Xuanfeng is complaining."
"I forgot, Mr. Liu... Oops... oh." Qi Yuncheng seemed to have forgotten about the performance here, and started to play the drum set while thinking about it.
The player was anxious and pointed at the drum, "I can't remember it. I'll take the drum away and I'll tell you."
As soon as the drums were about to be withdrawn, Qi Yuncheng nodded again and again, in a state of ecstasy when he remembered, "Master Liu got off the sedan with a single step, and he ran due east with a long stride~~"
"Something's wrong."
“I walked about twenty steps east, turned around and headed south~~”
"Huh??" Luan Yunping frowned and didn't understand what this behavior was.
"Take fifteen or six steps south"
"oh."
"Turn your head and he will go west."
"Okay, let's spin around."
"Master Liu, this Master Liu, Master Liu, let's walk~"
"What's wrong?"
"He just... stands up and walks~~"
"Have you been crawling here?"
Hahahahaha!
As I imagined the scene, laughter burst out one after another.
Even Song Yi, Song's father and Song's mother watching at home couldn't stop laughing. The cross talk that the son-in-law said was much more fun than the mainstream cross talk, and the smiles on their faces never stopped from the beginning to now.
Not only the baggage at this moment, but also the way I forgot my words just now, it’s just incredible.
Only Xixi, Jingjing couldn't understand, and the older sister watched while eating. After all, he was the father, and he watched everything he did.
But after a while, he finished eating, turned his head and asked his mother, stretched out his little hand, "Mom."
Song Yi was watching TV and held her little hand in his hand, "Don't eat. You should be full soon. Dinner will be served soon."
"Okay." Xixi could only endure and continue to look at her father. You must know that she didn't eat much, only a little bit, and it was impossible to be full.
It's not even enough to pad the belly.
But suddenly, Jingjing, who was in his early two years, slowly took out a bag of biscuits from his small pocket. As soon as he took out the biscuits, he gave them to his sister. He was not greedy, so he kept them.
When my sister's taste was a little thief, I secretly glanced at my mother who was watching TV, then reached out and took it from my brother's little hand, took it and opened the package without swallowing it.
I was just watching out for my mother while sharing cookies with my younger brother.
When my sister shared it, Jingjing ate it together, then turned her head to look at her father and his master, Luan Yunping.
Children over two years old don't know much, but they often talk about it and know that their relationship with themselves is somewhat different.
And in laughter.
Qi Yuncheng continued to come regardless.
"There is a house close to the chest. Mr. Liu reached out and opened the door with both doors~~"
"Open the door." Luan Yunping still held the door.
Qi Yuncheng sang: "The main room is not far away, close to the chest, reach out and open the door twice~"
Luan Yunping: "Go in."
Qi Yuncheng: "Master Liu entered the main room with one step, and the back room was not far away from his chest. Master Liu stretched out his hand and opened the door with double fans~~"
Luan Yunping: "Enter the house."
Qi Yuncheng: "The head of the kang is not far away and is close to the chest. Mr. Liu takes a step and puts it on the kang~"
"Get on the kang." Luan Yunping suddenly said in surprise.
Qi Yuncheng continued to sing: "The window sill is not far away and is close to the chest~~"
Luan Yunping: "It sounds like the room is not big."
Qi Yuncheng: "Master Liu, this Master Liu..."
Luan Yunping: "What's going on?"
Qi Yuncheng: "He turned around and kicked the window sill again~~"
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Qi Yuncheng: "He tore a big hole in the window paper and jumped into the courtyard."
Luan Yunping: "It's out again."
After finishing singing a section of drum music, Qi Yuncheng played another section of drum kit and then asked for applause. He was very proud.
"You still need applause for this? I didn't understand what I was talking about."
"How about forgetting the lyrics? It's just making it up." Qi Yuncheng regained his composure, "This is the Xihe Dagu Book. Forgetting the lyrics makes people feel so joyful and happy.
But there is a folk art that makes people feel sad and delicate when it is sung, and it is so moving when people listen to it."
Luan Yunping answered immediately, very curious, "Hey, what kind of folk art?"
"Beijing Yun Dagu, and it is also a Beijing Yun Dagu of the Bai School."
"Bai Pai Jingyun Dagu?"
"Yes, Jingyun drums are divided into three major schools: Liu, Bai, and Zhang. Among them, Mr. Bai Yunpeng's Bai style Jingyun drums are full of melodious and pleasant jokes."
"Can you sing? I'll teach you a few lines."
"If you can't sing properly, just sing a few lines."
As soon as the words of praise came out, Qi Yuncheng on the stage immediately began to sing Beijing-style drums with intention. The reason for him to go to the Spring Festival Gala was to promote our traditional folk arts, if not for the limited time.
He will not only introduce Xihe Dagu Shu and Jingyun Dagu, but also reveal other things. If it is a small theater, he might even bring Lanlan along.
And when he comes.
As a teacher's wife, Wang Hui felt a little emotional when she watched the TV. It was so rare that there was even a Beijing-style drum show on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.
Don't talk about her, just those old gentlemen in Tianjin.
Don’t they watch the Spring Festival Gala?
Impossible. Even if they had not watched it before, when they heard that Qi Yuncheng was going to attend the Spring Festival Gala, the whole family watched happily. After watching and listening, they found that Qi Yuncheng sang Chou Mo Yin Chu.
The emotions in my heart are very overwhelming.
Needless to say, the singing is good. The key is to be on a public stage. This stage is not a variety show or a program, but a national stage. It is really amazing.
There was no one in the audience who didn't like what they heard, and they looked at the actors seriously.
The camera even captured some elderly people singing along in the auditorium.
Those who are older are basically aware of the popularity of drum music in the 1970s and 1980s. One theater after another opened, so it is impossible not to know.
Suddenly, the old man who had been invited by the Deyun Drum Club was in a good mood, with only one word being happy.
As for Lan Lan, who is his apprentice, there is no need to say more.
Look at Master seriously.
Haven't eaten any food.
It was his singing of drums that made her fall in love with this industry.
What Master does has always been very meaningful.
She also joked with her once that Qi Yuncheng went to the Spring Festival Gala purely because of the popularity of the cross talk.
If one day she, Zhou Gulan, can attend the Spring Festival Gala, it means that traditional folk art is already very good.
"Lanlan, let's eat."
The parents at home call out.
Zhou Gulan then continued to eat while looking at his master.
However, the program can be said quickly. After Jingyun Dagu finished singing a few lines, the performance was revealed to let everyone know.
Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping bowed and left the stage.
They bowed and came off the stage, receiving huge applause from the audience.
The cross talk is full of amusements, showing off the skills in a down-to-earth manner, showing off the singing skills and traditional folk arts.
How could you not be liked?
For this reason, not only was the applause great, but the ratings after the two people performed also doubled to a terrifying level.
It proves that the director's vision is right, there is no influence of singing and dancing at all, it directly lifts the atmosphere.
If it catches fire but not mud, the audience will be more interested in watching the subsequent performances.
"It's finally over. This year's Spring Festival Gala is much better than before."
Got off the stage.
Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping went out to the studio, and the latter sighed subconsciously.
But before they could finish their emotion, the two of them walked into the corridor and were immediately interviewed.
"Hello two, what do you think of the piece that was just performed?"
"It's not bad." Qi Yuncheng stopped and spoke, facing the reporter, and looked at the camera again, "Because this is not the first time to attend the Spring Festival Gala, so the second time I will feel much better and won't be too nervous."
“Is there any purpose behind the performance of the work?”
"Of course, more people like traditional folk arts. If you appreciate it carefully, you will find a lot of interesting things."
"So what are you two planning to do now?"
"It's time to go home. It's getting late. I wish you all a happy New Year and have a happy reunion."
In the corridor, Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping participated in an awkward interview for a while, and then immediately went to the actor's special lounge.
If there is someone you know inside, you must say something before leaving.
Shengteng and Jia Ling are both going to the Spring Festival Gala and have been waiting for their own time.
"Hey, look who's here, Yuncheng, you're great."
Shengteng's program was a little behind the scenes, but their team's costumes had already been changed.
"The two of us have completed our mission. I wish you a successful performance."
"no problem."
"Let's go first."
"Be careful on the road."
Not only was he upbeat, but he also said hello to everyone he was close to, then changed his clothes and hurried home with his partner.
When they returned home, things at home had already begun to get busy.
Now that the stew is done, the next step is stir-frying.
The moment the show ended, Mrs. Song decided to get busy, and soon there were sounds of various fires being fired and the sound of cooking in a pot.
I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up.
But where I can't catch up is that no matter how fast the cooking is, the slowness in cooking is the slowness in preparing the dishes, so before Qi Yuncheng came home.
One dish after another was prepared and brought out.
"Xi Xi brings it, mom gives it to Xi Xi!"
Seeing that it was finally time to eat, the little girl was not so happy. She followed her mother like a little tail and stretched out her two little hands to catch it.
How can Song Yi trust her to pick up the big dishes? How strong can a small girl be? "Go and carry that plate of prawns. Serve it carefully and don't let it spill on the ground and be eaten by the noodles."
"Um."
The little girl turned around and went to the kitchen to get the food. Noodles followed beside her wagging her tail, a little speechless. She was worried that she would eat it, but not that her little master would steal it. She was no less greedy than herself.
"Dog, go there, don't follow."
When Xixi was carrying a plate, noodles were standing by her side, but the little girl was afraid that the noodles would trip her, so she kept shouting.
What else can I do for noodles, I have to go somewhere else.
And when the red and fragrant prawns were placed among the dazzling array of vegetables, the little girl couldn't take her eyes off them.
Love eating these things.
Not to mention the prawns, the ribs, red pork ribs, steamed fish, roast chicken, soy sauce beef, and braised pig's trotters all seemed to be deliberately tempting her.
"If you can memorize the names of the dishes, I'll let you eat first."
Suddenly a familiar voice appeared, and Xixi turned her head, her expression suddenly filled with surprise.
"dad!!"
"Hey~"
The little girl rushed towards her father, and Jingjing was already in his arms.
Holding the two children in his arms, Qi Yuncheng couldn't stop laughing.
He had just arrived. When he got home, he must have seen his wife and the others busy at work. He immediately picked up Jingjing, who was running towards him, and then looked at the dining table.
Good guy, the little girl was fascinated by looking at a pile of food. She stared at it motionlessly. She had no idea that she was back. Why did she love to eat so much?
I couldn’t turn my eyes at the food.
But it's so cute, I can't help but make people like it.