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

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

When Qi Yuncheng was talking to Young Master Ma in the side screen.

Wang Hui's performance at the Celebrity Teahouse was over, and there was a round of applause from below.

Actors do not get along with actors, but there are not so many audiences, as long as they like it, they will not hesitate to applaud.

Come on.

The host went up to continue reporting.

The actor reported was Mr. Li Shusheng.

His savings today.

When the accompanist went up and he showed up again, the audience below burst into applause.

But in this huge movement.

When Wang Hui came down, he also saw the child and the young master, and shouted respectfully to the latter.

"Young Master, why are you standing here all the time, go backstage and rest, I'll make you tea."

Ma Zhiming smiled and waved his hands, "No need, my legs and feet are not bad, I can watch for a while, it seems that your skills have not deteriorated.

So much better than when you were a teenager. "

mentioned childhood.

Wang Hui could only answer with a smile. After all, the 14-year-old held a special drum performance, and the young master also came to support it.

But after so many years, many things have changed, and she can't specialize in folk art now, but fortunately, there are children to pass it on.

"Thank you Young Master! Sit down, there are chairs here."

"No, don't worry about me. It's also good for me to stand. I can move my blood, and I'll rest when I'm tired."

The young master continued to decline politely, and at the same time, the next second and his wife were enjoying the Jingyun Dagu sung by Li Shusheng.

It sounds good, of course it sounds good.

The audience is also very lively.

And the more lively it is, the more he likes it.

This is also one of the reasons why I want to act with this kid Yuncheng.

After all, because he was hospitalized due to illness before, he was quiet enough and needed to move around, otherwise everyone would think that he, an old guy, was going to die.

Or maybe it was because of this thought that Master Ma stood on the side screen and couldn't stand it anymore. He discussed with the host and found a time to go up and have a good chat with the audience.

The audience was even more excited when they saw this one.

Even under this kind of booing and joy, Master Young Ma was pushed to play a piece of Beijing rhyme drum of the Bai style. His old man's voice can't be high-pitched, but his intonation and that taste can make people feel comfortable and make people feel comfortable. People listen to beauty.

So the audience enjoyed listening to it, and Young Master Ma also enjoyed playing on the stage of the celebrity teahouse.

But when the old two sang.

Wang Hui spoke from the side, "Yun Cheng, it seems that this is troublesome for you."

"Mmm!" Qi Yuncheng naturally heard what Master Ma had said, but he didn't care, "It's fine, thank you, Master, for worrying about me.

Since the ancestors said to think long-term, then think long-term.

I'm not in a hurry.

Anyway, I like big drums whether I am a teacher or not, and I will not fall behind. "

"This mentality is good."

Wang Hui felt gratified to Qi Yuncheng all the time, who was his own child, so good.

But ask again, "Since things need to be done slowly, then go back tonight, or in a few days?"

"I will only attend the commemoration session of Mr. Zhang the day after tomorrow, so I will go back tomorrow night, mainly to see Grandpa Jin. I haven't seen you for a long time. It's rare to have a good day."

"Oh." Wang Hui felt uncomfortable for a while, "You are interested, I am very happy, but I have a lot of things here, I don't have time to see Mr. Jin, I have to go tonight, help me take care of it."

"no problem."

Qi Yuncheng nodded and understood his wife very well. She manages Deyun, Deyun Huafu and other things. It is not easy to come to the celebrity teahouse to sing a song today.

Just think of something, quickly tell me.

"Master, the ancestor just said that he will come over to assist me in the National Day special performance."

"Ah? Really fake?"

Wang Hui stared at the child with wide eyes, with a lot of joy on her cheeks.

No one of the older generation will be unhappy when they come to Deyun.

"You just told me." Qi Yuncheng immediately added happily.

"Okay! OK! I'll ask the old two when they come down."

After Wang Hui finished speaking, she began to wait with a little anticipation for the young master to come down.

Not for long.

About two 10 minutes or so.

The evening performance of the celebrity teahouse began to end.

At the end of the session, a few people chatted, and the topic of the National Day session became lively.

Of course.

The end of the theater also proves that the time has come to 10:30.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we talked.

Wang Hui and Qi Yuncheng bluffed with the elders and left first.

The former hurried back to Yanjing, she had something to do tomorrow morning, and it would be too late to go back tomorrow.

Qi Yuncheng didn't need it, he opened a room nearby as a place to stay, and was thinking about whether he should go to see the Tianjing Theater.

After all, I have never been there.

But wait until the next day.

He vetoed the idea of ​​going to the Tianjing Small Theater, because he saw that some staff members would not even allow audiences with children to enter, so he lost his mind for a moment.

It is true that there are rules in general theaters that children are not allowed to enter, and there is nothing wrong with it, but he who is in Deyun is somewhat at odds with these heavenly rules.

So after dinner, I simply took the car to visit the library of Mr. Jin, hoping to have a chance, and then listen to Mr. Jin's books.

Before he met his girlfriend Song Yi, he was looking for the old man's place everywhere in Yanjing like this.

I found it and listened to it for a day. If there is a show that plays continuously, it will be amazing, and I will listen to it all the time.

This is also the reason why the master and uncle can't go out and walk around, and always spend time in the theater.

However, Mr. Jin is old, and he has seen all kinds of theater water signs, but his name is not written on it.

So after buying some things, I walked all the way to Rongji Street, Heping District.

This address is the address of the old man.

If you don't perform, you can only cultivate at home.

But after ringing the doorbell.

It was another familiar face who came over.

It is impossible for Qi Yuncheng not to know him.

Liang Hongda.

Also known as Lao Liang.

At the same time, he is also the apprentice of Mr. Jin Wensheng and the senior brother of his master.

In terms of relationship, it's not bad. In the early years, he also heard cross talk at Guo Degang's venue during the Chinese New Year, and he also supported Deyun in interviews.

"Uncle Liang!!"

Qi Yuncheng hurriedly shouted first.

Liang Hongda suddenly showed a playful expression on his square face, and pushed his glasses, "Old Guo's apprentice? Why are you here.

Come on in.

Master, look who is coming. "

Jin Wensheng was sitting on a chair in the living room, when he turned his head and saw Qi Yuncheng, his eyes narrowed with laughter.

"Well, the wind brought you here, sit down, sit down."

The old man was happy, but when Qi Yuncheng saw his state, he was inexplicably upset. It shouldn't be too long since the previous period.

Although very thin, but very tough.

Looking at it now, I found that the old man's spirit had dropped a lot, and his hair was also graying a lot, which is hard to describe.

But he also understands that the old man is over 80, and it's normal for him to change his mental outlook every day.

Maybe the next time we meet, we will really be too old to walk.

It's no wonder that the water sign in the theater couldn't see his name, because he wanted to cultivate his body.

Put down the things you bought.

Qi Yuncheng and Liang Hongda went to the old man's side together, and after the latter sat down, the former found a stool in the old man's words.

"How did you come?"

"I came here with my wife. She performed at the Celebrity Teahouse yesterday, and then asked me to bring you a message. How is your health?"

"Okay." Jin Wensheng didn't want to talk about these trivial matters at all, but instead outlined a strange smile.

"Have you got a girlfriend? Last time I came to ask you, you said no."

"Yes, I hand it in." Qi Yuncheng couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Mr. Jin to talk about it first.

"How about it? Is it the type you like? Don't force yourself to be together. There will be endless conflicts then."

"Of course I like it, but how did you know? My master told you?"

Jin Wensheng sat on the teacher's chair and shook his head, "I don't like to pay attention to anything except storytelling, but I like to read a little bit.

That is the gossip about who is with whom.

Heck, Jie is my favorite.

So I also read the news about your girlfriend who made a fuss some time ago. "

Qi Yuncheng remembered the misunderstanding before, and explained helplessly, "That was made up by the media, in fact, that figure is not my girlfriend.

It's her girlfriend! "

"Oh!" Jin Wensheng nodded with great interest, although he was old, but these attitudes are really good, and at the same time continued to say.

"The current news is all made up and made up. But for women, I have to talk about it."

"Hey, all ears."

"It's this woman, girl, who is smarter than us, because she is sensitive, no matter which girl you want to take advantage of, she knows you have no good intentions.

Although she didn't say it, she knew it in her heart.

For example, when a young girl in an opera school learns to use a board, the teacher comes over and touches her hand to teach her, oops, you are holding a board in the wrong hand, you have to change it.

Can the girl not know that you have no good intentions?

If it were me, and I let him touch it, he wouldn't touch me. "

Hahaha!
When the old man said that, Qi Yuncheng and Liang Hongda couldn't stop laughing while sitting beside him. That's how the old man is, funny and fun.

Jin Wensheng was also happy, "These girls have such an instinct of self-protection, if you look at her with malicious eyes, she will feel it.

So don't approach her with any thought, otherwise you will be useless once you pass.

Now that we're together, we can be a little more presumptuous.

Because it falls into your hands, she can't run away.

But it is very troublesome for a woman to be angry, it is best not to make her angry, you have to coax her and buy things at the first time.

You are not worth it.

What can you do with this money?

So don't make her angry, just save yourself money..."

Knowing that the old man has a big belly, while visiting his old man, what Qi Yun became is to learn more about Pingshu.

Anyway, learn everything, not too much at all.

As a result, after talking about this for a while, Qi Yuncheng didn't like it, but became more interested. He felt that he didn't know much about women.

Not surprising though.

In his life, he had six wives.

And to say a few more words, Qi Yuncheng also mentioned that Song Yi wanted to buy something delicious.

Jin heard the sound, and was the first to help out with an idea, "It's a good thing to like food, it's much better than ladies who love diamond rings.

When you go back tomorrow, buy some pastries. You can take them home with you. It is best to buy ones with less moisture, which are not easy to spoil.

Don't care what flavor she likes, you try to buy her some back.

Buy more.

I guarantee that she will be touched and happy when she sees it. "

"Okay, I will definitely buy more."

"By the way, child. I'll teach you a way to make her fall in love with you."

"Oh!" Qi Yuncheng laughed so hard that he couldn't help it. He always felt that Jin Ye could say anything, but he couldn't get enough of this love, and he didn't know what the situation was.

"You don't need to do anything, you are like this... Anyway, women are all coaxing, just do it like this."

It took dozens of seconds.

Grandpa Jin gave advice to his grandson, and Qi Yuncheng must listen to it. As for trying, he was a little hesitant, who is called Song Yi is not an ordinary girl.

Fortunately, Liang Hongda sat aside and couldn't see Master like this anymore, so he helped to change the topic, turning to the past and storytelling.

Don't look at it as just chatting, but Quyi is like this, what can be turned into a little bit of experience and personal knowledge.

After all, what he knew as a young man in those old days all depended on the old man's popular science.

But when it was time for dinner, he stubbornly left, not wanting to bother the old man too much, and the day after tomorrow is Mr. Zhang Wenshun's commemorative special.

He also has to go back early.

Of course, when you go out, immediately listen to the old man and use your mobile phone to search for shops to buy pastries.

Absolutely a lot to buy.

At least Song Yi's appetite can't be finished in a day or two.

Go after shopping.

As for what Jin Ye said about love, she decided to forget it after much deliberation, because as long as there is food, she will love it.

So no use at all.

And just thinking of this, Qi Yuncheng received a call from his girlfriend.

When I saw it, I wondered if she belonged to a dog. I just finished shopping and then called. Could it be that she smelled this food?

"Hey! Iron iron!!"

"How are you? Are you done? Where are you? I'll come to see you. I have nothing to do tonight. "

He glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside.

"You just stay at home. I'm in the car back to Yanjing now. I'll come to you in two hours."

"Well! I'll lie down and wait for you to come over."

In the last half of the sentence, Song Yi was playful on purpose, which made Qi Yuncheng hang up the phone with a complicated heart. Fortunately, he didn't use the hands-free, otherwise the driver would have misunderstood the car on the way back.

But two hours is not too much. After watching the mobile phone for a while, sleeping for a while, it will be gone.

When he arrived in Yanjing, Qi Yuncheng couldn't wait to take a taxi to his girlfriend's house.

Since I didn't take the spare key before, I had to knock on the door first.

But the door knocked, but the door opened, revealing a familiar face and bright lights in the room.

Saw boyfriend.

Song Yi didn't say a word, and rushed towards Qi Yuncheng like a tiger, fiercely, but fortunately he caught it steadily.

"You are going crazy, you, I still have something in my hand."

"What did you take?"

Breaking away from the hug, Song Yi's eyes were brighter than a light bulb, and he hurried to look at his boyfriend's right hand.

Good guy.

There are five or six pastry boxes in the bag, each of which is not small, so how much food is needed.

Although she hasn't opened it yet and tasted what's inside, her mood has already let go. After leaving a mark on her boyfriend's lips, she took the thing and pulled it into the room.

The moment you enter the house.

Song Yi decisively locked the door, for fear that her boyfriend would run away tonight.

But once in.

Qi Yuncheng found that there were a lot of egg shells scattered on the table, among which was a white and smooth egg that was being peeled.

"I came back hungry, so I boiled a few eggs to eat, do you want to eat?" Song Yi picked up the egg while putting the pastry on the table.

"I'm not hungry. I ate a lot of pastries for dinner."

"Then I'll eat it, or it will be cold."

Bending slightly, Song Yi picked up the peeled egg and prepared to eat it, while Qi Yuncheng went to drink his saliva. He just came back from Tianjing and was a little thirsty.

But before he could turn around, the way his girlfriend was eating eggs scared him instantly.

When a whole white egg touched her mouth, she didn't bite it with her teeth, but pushed it lightly with her index finger and stuffed it into her mouth.

Bulky.

"You have a huge mouth in the abyss? Do you eat eggs like this?"

"Huh? ￥%...&%#?"

Puffing out her cheeks, Song Yi tilted her head to be curious about what her boyfriend said, but she was only curious, and Qi Yuncheng didn't understand a single word.

"Forget it, let's talk after eating, don't choke."

"Well!!!"

The voice just fell.

Qi Yuncheng's words were like a curse, Song Yi, who was eating, suddenly stopped chewing, and his expression became uncomfortable.

"Yes, I'm really choking, why are you working so hard on yourself?"

Quickly, Qi Yuncheng took out the paper cup on the water dispenser to catch some water, and handed it to her.

Song Yi grabbed the water like he was grabbing a life-saving straw, and quickly poured it down, but when he choked, it still felt uncomfortable to swallow it with water.

So Qi Yuncheng went over and stroked her heart, and then stroked her back.

It's just that when doing the latter action, Song Yi suddenly made a movement of clutching his chest.

"What's the matter? You don't have to work hard with yourself, just stuff it in whole."

Song Yi, who was covering his chest with one hand and holding the cup in the other, bent over and panted, "What are you doing, it's still so early, I'll talk about it later, I still want to try the pastry.

Otherwise, can I finish it all at once? "

"What's so early? Why talk later?" Qi Yuncheng couldn't understand, let alone understand a word, but when he stroked her back with his right hand again, he froze for an instant.

There are usually traces of bra buttons on the backs of girls, which are a bit protruding to the touch, but when you touch them again, the buttons are clearly on the left and right sides.

It seems that it was accidentally caressed away in a hurry.

After a while, Qi Yuncheng became happy, and quickly explained, "Do you believe me that I opened it by accident? I don't mean to be so anxious as you understand, but you opened it too easily, right?"

Song Yi put down the water glass, and hooked his right hand behind his back. This thing is usually difficult to buckle, and at the same time he opened his mouth to explain.

"I was taking a shower just now, in order to save time, I boiled the eggs together, and I was afraid that the eggs would be boiled for a long time.

I quickly put it on first, and then went to turn off the fire.

So it's kind of messed up.

I didn't expect you to untie it for me from the back... But anyway, I have to re-tie it, but this kind of trouble, please help me. "

Talking.

Song Yi grabbed the hem of his clothes and lifted up the white short sleeves he was wearing, revealing his beautiful and clean belly, while his other hand was still covering to keep the bra from falling off.

And when it came to the position above the chest, a sky blue private bra and a wonderful figure were exposed to Qi Yuncheng's eyes.

There is no shyness between the two of them, after all, it's not like they haven't met each other before.

He just moved back, and when he looked at her back, Qi Yuncheng realized that he had indeed separated her, and if she hadn't grabbed it, she might have fallen off, so he put on the buckle with both hands.

After finishing it, Song Yi put down his clothes and sat back in the chair.

"I'm so pissed off, an egg almost made me meet Hades, and I won't eat it like that again next time."

"Nonsense, which girl can eat like you, you are really worthy of your name, so strong and strong!"

"Oh, don't talk about my name."

Song Yi, who had just sat down, leaned up again to open the pastries he brought, each box looked very good, when he opened it.

Sure enough, there are a lot of pastries inside.

There are four-square jujube cakes, round burnt-yellow rose cakes, and ordinary cakes sold at ordinary stalls.

In addition to this, Tianjing's time-honored pastries are also available, such as Xinle Pastry.

This is a time-honored brand. It is usually a traditional pastry made of sesame oil. You can feel the rich aroma with a bite. For example, there are different flavors such as Yizicri, Baipier, and Beijing Cake Pai.

But looking at these things, Song Yi glanced at them and then at her boyfriend, it seemed that the impulse to eat at the beginning was completely dispelled.

"what happened to you?"

"Buy so much? How many places have you traveled? Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Nonsense, you are my girlfriend and I am not nice to you, who else is nice to me? I am nice to others, and you will be jealous in a second."

For a moment, Song Yi was also amused by his own words, and began to dance and gesture, "No, I know, I know.

But you can buy whatever you want.

I don’t even know what to say after buying so much. When I think about the various places you go to, I don’t know why I feel reluctant.

real!I don't want you to travel so many places just for me! "

Biting his lip, his eyes were shining under the light, Qi Yuncheng looked at his girlfriend's expression and smiled, because Mr. Jin was right, and he figured it out clearly.

But as for the way to teach love to stop, I still don't need it. After all, based on the scene of eating eggs just now, I feel that my girlfriend's IQ should be easy to coax.

So I spoke.

"These pastries are recommended by my elders for you to choose. If you want to eat them, eat them quickly. I guess the quantity can be your breakfast tomorrow.

By the way, didn't you say you still have any surprises? "

"You bought me so much, it's not even a surprise, but I secretly made you a coat.

What I thought was that the show should work. "

"Wow! Let me see!"

"I'll go get it."

After getting up, Song Yi trotted to her bedroom, and after a while a dark purple coat appeared in her hand.

As for the figure and size, Song Yi must know it, so during the period when she couldn't meet each other recently, she ordered one.

"How do you like it?" Song Yi grabbed the shoulders of the coat with both hands, for fear that the bottom would get dirty.

After all, her rented house is not paved with tiles, but ordinary floors.

Looking at the size and color, Qi Yuncheng was naturally satisfied, "Yeah! Yes! It just so happens that Mr. Ma is going to perform later, so I can't wear the same gray or black as Mr. Ma!

This one just happens to work out. "

"Young Master?" Song Yi held up his coat, poked his head out from behind and asked curiously, "Could it be that..."

"Yes! Young Master Ma Zhiming, I call him Patriarch. If you see him in the future, you should also call him that. The seniority is very high, and my master has to respectfully call him Master."

Swallowing, Song Yi slowly put away his coat, feeling a little apprehensive.

Grandpa!

Of course, she has heard of this title, but she has never called it out. After three generations, it is so difficult to get along with.