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

Chapter 800 Jingjing and Mr. Shi! 【Please subscribe】

"Hello Master Shi!"

"Hello, Master!"

"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, it was impossible for Qi Yuncheng not to pass by, as he would have done so 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, what kind of atmosphere nourishes what kind of 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.

Come to the front and watch Jingjing pass by.

A crowd of spectators gathered around unconsciously.

Yue Yunpeng, Shaobing, Tao Yang, Xiao Meng, and Zhang Helun all looked at him. Today, this little boy is the target of attention. He is so cute.

He also has quality in his bones, 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 both 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 mention being 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 toothbrushes and looked speechless. Yun Chengfei had to say more about what happened.

Hearing Guo Degang, Shi Fukuan turned to look over and nodded with his finger, "You don't have the art of naming."

The old gentleman said that the younger generation could only accept it with a smile on their faces.

"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 like this.

"I started school quite early. I've been studying for a 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. Since ancient times, seventy has been rare. 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.

They are so tender and small that it takes several times to catch more than a dozen candies.

"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, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. The little girl is over six years old, and when she is annoying, her destructive power is not so great. 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, "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 some of the 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, it's his interest.

If he likes it, try to satisfy him. 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 wasn't because 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 would probably be very happy.

Then the little mouth began to spit out words.

The vomiting wasn't too fast, but it wasn't too slow either.

"Steamed lamb...steamed bear paw...steamed deer tail...roasted duck...roasted chicken...roasted goose...braised pig...braised duck..."

I carried more than twenty dishes on my back without any pause in the process, and even a few of them were unexpectedly matched.

Although it can only be said to be a coincidence, it was a surprise to a group of people in the background.

Yu Qian himself was a little surprised when You Qian got a few of his random words right. "Oh, he's so awesome. He has the style of his dad. It seems he's watched his dad's performances a lot."

Guo Degang could hear his senior brother muttering in a low voice, and he laughed.

Maybe Qi Yuncheng will bring another seedling to Deyunshe that the ancestor has fed.

And they were all so happy. You can imagine Shi Fukuan's mood when he heard that the breath was right, 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, but he looked at Shi Zuzu respectfully and nodded, so he successfully pocketed the remaining candies.

Now he was making a lot of money, and his pockets were bulging.

In the following time, 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 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 together, 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 like us instantly just by virtue of his looks."

"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 be sixty by then."

"We also need face at sixty." "You want face? You didn't ask for face when you were young, but do you want face at sixty?"

The senior brothers chatted and joked, and they all felt a little emotional about what the children would look like when they grew up.

And if the children are in their twenties, they are not in their fifties or 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 the Beizhan Theater continued to cheer.

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 of 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. Let's start singing "The Great West Wing" right now.

I'll sing first, and then I'll be able to do it myself. "

"A bright moon shines on the west wing~~

Twenty-eight beauties, Yingying matchmaker~~

Invite Mr. Zhang to the banquet~~

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~~

......"

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.

She didn't actively ask to come forward, but it was planned from behind. Otherwise, how could she possibly choose 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 the gongs and drums band for a while, a 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, bean, bean, bean, choking~~"

After singing a few lines, Guo Degang was very happy to hear it. This one who sang drum songs was very good, better than some of her uncles.

Then other actors started singing other words.

There are no mistakes, I sing it every time.

After Kai Menliu finished singing, 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 drum instruments.

After a while, five or six microphones and drums were set up, and the three people finally finished some conversations and began to announce the curtain.

As soon as the announcement 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 this kind 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, but 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 wave of children have matured, and by the way, some are learning musical instruments.

If there is no playing, there is 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.

Now the platform founded by Deyun can be said to be a meritorious service.

It satisfies many actors who like 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 but 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 too 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 both good.

"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.

(End of this chapter)