Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

"Look at what you did. Did you make the noodles look like a dog?"

home!

Song Yi looked at the dog sitting next to the little girl. He felt uncomfortable looking at it again and again. The dragon fruit skin was almost smeared all over its body.

The color alone is nothing, the key is the fruit, which contains sugar.

The hair of the noodles was originally very soft, but now it becomes sticky when dry.

A handful of them are twisted together, which makes people angry.

"What the hell do you think?"

The little girl pouted and looked at the dog next to her, "It looks good."

"Does it look good? Come on, show me, what's so good about this?"

Song Yi was in disbelief and went over to drag the dog in front of her and let her take a good look.

Take out a mirror and let the noodles look at themselves.

Although it is a dog, it has already become an indispensable member of the family. It is impossible to ignore the child's mischief.

Noodles was originally cheerful and didn't know what it was doing. Suddenly a mirror was placed in front of it and it saw itself in the mirror. Its cheerful mouth suddenly disappeared.

"Wang!"

As if he saw another dog, Noodles barked at himself in the mirror.

Song Yi put down the mirror and said, "Look, the noodles don't even recognize themselves. Tell me how good they are."

Her mother was angry, so Xixi could not talk back and continue to lower her head and accept the scolding.

Jingjing stood in the distance, looking at his sister motionlessly. He didn't dare to go over. His mother was still very scary when she was angry, for fear that he would be contaminated.

You need to take emergency action yourself.

"I'm furious."

Song Yi put his hand on his waist and let out a breath, "You are six years old, you know? A six-year-old girl can make me angry to death. The key is that I can't hold her back and insist on applying it. Who do you think your personality is like?"

"..."

Xixi didn't speak, and quietly turned her head to look elsewhere, trying to find where her grandparents were. Long live if she found them.

But where is it?

Song Yita knew her too well, "Looking for? Who are you looking for? Grandpa and grandma have gone out early. I just scold you at this time to see who can take care of it. How old are you, how old is your mother, can you be more playful than me?

Pasta. "

Call the dog away, sit down like a mother, and pick up the tablet that broke the screen.

"I won't talk about the noodles for now. You can clean them for me later. If you can't clean them, I'll have to clean you up. Now let's talk about this and ask you not to run around with this kind of thing every day. This thing is It is large and easily blocks the view.

What should I do if I fall and hit myself while running?
Don’t you know where to look when you’re walking? "

Song Yi couldn't possibly feel sorry for the tablet. If it broke, it would break. It's not like he couldn't buy or repair it.

What I'm afraid of is that the little girl will throw herself out of harm's way.

She had broken her jaw when she was a child, so she was particularly worried about this in children.

Jingjing was relieved, but she was not at all reassured. She would not care about anything when her brain was twitching or getting hot.

If something really happened, it would be very heartbreaking for parents.

In their family, if something happens to the child, let alone the parents feel distressed.

There are a group of grandfathers and a group of uncles who are not worried enough.

"Hey~ why can't you stop for a while?"

Sighing endlessly.

Song Yi stopped talking, and Xixi didn't even speak. She kept standing with her head lowered.

After about tens of seconds, the mother put the tablet aside and said, "I'll take it to fix it later. Now you know whether you made a mistake."

"Got it."

Xixi, who had red eyes, sobbed slightly and replied.

"Tell me, I realized what was wrong."

"I won't stop playing with dogs, I won't stop running around with things."

She doesn't know anything, but admitting her mistake No. 1 is the basic skill of this girl in the family.

"Every day, the bigger it gets, the more irritating it becomes. But I'm wondering, these noodles are quite cooperative with you and won't run away with you. Do you have a good relationship?"

Song Yi glanced at Nian Mian's speechless panic, then pushed the dog, "Here, take him to the bathroom and wash it by yourself. If you can't wash it clean, I won't give you any snacks these days."

After all, a mistake was made, and the little girl felt uncomfortable and could only listen to her mother's words.

Sobbing, she called the dog to the bathroom to clean her up.

The two of them went to the bathroom, and Jingjing followed them to help her sister.

Song Yize watched from the side and put water on them to prevent their clothes from getting wet again.

But is it really easy to wash clean?

Noodles is no longer a puppy, but a big dog.

The hair is so fluffy, and when you pour warm water on it, the hair falls down piece by piece.

Two little ones, with such small hands, it is very tiring to wash them.

Even if I take the special shower gel for dog bathing and rub it, my whole body will feel exhausted, even so tired that my hands will be sore.

But the little girl still took a break from rubbing for a while, trying to apply body wash all over the noodles.

She shouldn't clean up her own sins, otherwise she wouldn't know how to care for dogs.

Leaning against the door frame, Song Yi watched the two little guys busy. When they were still out of breath, she finally couldn't help but smile.

Now I know I'm tired.

But don't know what happened.

My husband is not at home, and the little girl is getting more and more naughty.

When her husband is at home, the little girl behaves and doesn't get into trouble. What's wrong? Dad is at home and you still want to make a good impression on him? So that dad can buy him food.

It's really clever to a certain extent.

Seeing that the rubbing was almost done, Song Yi gave instructions from the side, "Okay, now start flushing, rinse carefully, otherwise it won't be clean."

The little girl no longer sobs or has red eyes because she is tired and forgets.

I'm so tired.

From head to toe, it took me who knows how long to apply shower gel.

Then he took the initiative to take the shower and shower it on the dog's body. While doing so, he kneaded the noodles with his little hands, as if he felt a little sorry for it.

After the foam is rinsed away.

Song Yi noticed something and asked the two little guys to step back. Then Noodles stood on the ground and shook his hair, most of the water on his body was shaken off.

This time the red color of the dragon fruit is almost washed away. Fortunately, it was processed early, otherwise I don’t know if it will be completely colored.

By then the noodles will be really “hot”.

"Wipe it and take it out to dry it."

Listening to her mother's words, the little girl and her brother wiped each other with two towels. The children were very slow in doing things, and their bodies were there.

Just drying it off took a long time.

Fortunately, the next step is easy, just stand there with a hair dryer and blow it.

After blowing, the noodle finally became a brand new dog.

But Xixi was so tired that she was sweating a lot. When she touched her forehead with her little hand, she felt like she had quit.

But the matter was not over yet. He turned around and looked at his mother, his big eyes flickering, "Has mother forgive Xixi?"

"I just want to ask you, why is dad not so naughty at home?" Song Yi stared at her and asked from the bottom of his heart.

The little girl doesn't know it herself, but she can't be with her father after he leaves without jumping around and getting into trouble.

When dad is at home, he basically stays by his side.

When she didn't answer, Song Yi knelt down and wiped her sweat from exhaustion, then poured her a glass of water, which she drank quickly. My brother is okay. He is just helping out and is not too tired.

"Go get some jelly and eat it with your brother. If you keep smearing things on your dog like this and walking without looking, I won't just deal with you."

"I know, Mom." Her mother felt forgiving. Xixi finally breathed a sigh of relief and took her brother to eat jelly.

Looking at the two of them, Song Yi was helpless, "I don't know who I look like. I was so obedient when I was a child."

creak.

The door opens.

Song's mother went home. When she came home, her daughter muttered something, and it was obvious to her eyes, "Were you obedient when you were a child? Xixi didn't almost burn other people's firewood piles. She ran out to play in the summer and was still exposed to the sun. As if giving something."

"..."

Song Yi had never seen his mother so troubled and said, "But I always feel that Xixi is skinnier than when I was a child. I don't know what kind of trouble she can cause me without warning. I can't even catch up with her."

"Yeah, even when I wanted to beat you with a broom, I couldn't catch up with you."

"..."

Speechless twice, Song Yi stopped talking. He looked at Xixi who was eating. Could he have been like this when he was a child?
No way? how can that be possible?
Hey, it’s so hard to raise kids.

It's better if my husband is at home.

The wife misses her husband, and the daughter misses her father. While eating, she always asks, "What is dad doing now?"

"What else can you do? I'm busy out there. I'll complain to your father later and see what his expression looks like."

Anxious.

The little girl didn't know why she suddenly became anxious, "Mom, don't tell dad, don't tell dad."

"Yo? What's wrong? Do you still want to save face? Or are you afraid that dad won't buy you food if he finds out?"

Being exposed, the little girl remained silent.

It’s so funny to be a mother, how could I give birth to such a baby.

When he's irritating, he can make people mad, but when he's cute, he's actually kind of cute.

Forget it, I'll call his dad again at noon, he should be busy now.

On the other side, Qi Yuncheng from the Harbin Workers Club was indeed busy. He had no idea that the little girl at home had gotten into trouble, and made her mother very angry.

But their performance is also fast.

The theme of this issue is the protagonist and supporting role, after several teams have performed.

A group of people stood on the stage facing the audience.

On the far left is the bench team wearing blue sportswear. In the middle are the master, uncle and today's performing team wearing long coats.

"Thank you for your hard work, this stage is full of beauty and beauty." Guo Degang looked at his group of children, "The people around me are all literary and artistic workers in big coats, and those on the left are all sports workers.

Today is another stage for us.

The losing team with the lowest score will be benched. Once on the bench, there will be more than two cooling-off periods, and you will not be able to go on stage or be selected.

Now let’s take a look at Teacher Yu’s blackboard. "

Still following the habit from the previous period, the blackboard was opened, and there was a line underneath Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping.

This is good.

Yu Qian said directly, "I quite like his and his jokes today. It has a sense of teasing, and the style is as always, one is very active and the other is very steady, which feels good."

Guo Degang nodded, "Now open my part."

Zhou Gulan was beside him, stretched out his hand to lift the cloth, and found that there was a gap between Qin Xiaoxian and He Jiuhua. This was considered bad.

Those who are masters must explain themselves.

"Come on, Lao Qin, Dahua."

"Eh."

Qin Xiaoxian and He Jiuhua came to the master wearing black coats.

"Why should we deduct points for you two? Lao Qin and Dahua, do you understand?"

He Jiuhua knew it well and came over and said: "I think our work is a bit delayed, and the rhythm is not very good."

Guo Degang said, "In our industry, we always say that someone has the enlightenment. They say that in the end, it is clear that this industry is just a layer of window paper. You give us the feeling that we are standing on the window paper.

Just poke it and you'll understand, it's just a tiny bit off, so you have to work harder and think more.

Not like your senior brother. "

All the brothers on the stage looked at Qi Yuncheng.

"It's not as simple as breaking the window paper."

Yu Qian asked curiously, "Just kick in the door?"

"He just knocked the wall open."

"Okay, your head is strong enough."

"Some people are born to do this, and many old gentlemen also praise them, which is not unreasonable." It was not the first time that Guo Degang praised Qi Yuncheng on the stage, but he changed his words and said, "Yuncheng himself should think more. Now that you have reached this age, this is the time when you can become more skillful.

If our old gentleman is still here, he will be of great help to you.

They have walked too many paths.

Now I can only figure it out myself. "

"Good master."

Qi Yuncheng nodded. Master was right. Crosstalk actors undergo certain changes every age.

As for the old gentleman, he is indeed walking more and more.

Not to mention Mr. Zhang and the others, even the four elders of Deyun also passed away at the same time.

"Then let's start counting the scores."

The score was easy to calculate. In the end, He Jiuhua was eliminated and Yang Jiulang was replaced.

It's not easy to pick up a member from the bench, because you don't know how long it will take for you to show up to talk about cross talk. It all depends on luck.

But even though the show was over, the area around the club was still very lively.

Many passers-by gathered outside and knew they were performing here.

So I waited while taking photos with my phone.

When the actor finally packed up and came out, everyone was extremely excited, as they finally saw their favorite actor.

"Qi Yuncheng, I miss you so much!!" A big girl shouted with her mobile phone.

Qi Yuncheng was leaving the theater with several senior brothers and was about to go there to take the car. He answered immediately after hearing it.

"Well, thank you for your consideration."

"Qi Yuncheng, how soon will you come here next time to talk about cross talk?"

"It depends on the situation. Stop taking pictures and go eat quickly. It's almost dinner time."

"Where are you going to eat?"

"Then who knows how to go? They arranged it, but you can't find it."

As he spoke, Qi Yuncheng led his apprentice into a car.

This is him. When Lao Qin came out at the end, the audience also interacted with him.

Being good-looking means having priority.

But Shaobing really didn't understand. Looking at the excitement of Lao Qin and the passers-by around him, he asked, "Whose hometown is this? Why am I not welcome?"

"Come on, Lao Qin is so good-looking, but you're not even close." Xiao Si followed and complained.

"It sounds like you're pretty."

"Hey, maybe I'm just a little prettier then."

"Yo yo yo."

The two began to quarrel again. Qi Yuncheng, who was watching from the car, shook his head and quickly asked the driver to drive, otherwise it would be too difficult to sit in the same car.

It can't be quiet even if it's quiet. (End of chapter)