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

Chapter 330 Good guy, Master Hou presented himself with an award at the annual meeting? 【Subscribe】

After receiving the sesame seed cake, Luan Yunping tasted it and found that the taste was really good.

They usually go to other cities to perform, and the benefits are these benefits, and they can experience different cuisines.

Of course, this is for people who like to eat, and they really have to try it.

"Save more for Teacher Sun." Luan Yunping reminded after tasting one.

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

After Shaobing finished speaking, he took out all the other food and drink, and while eating and drinking, the backstage time passed quickly.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Qi Yuncheng and Luan Yunping went to the side screen, ready to take the place of Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue to complete the final accumulation.

It's a big job, not to mention there are three encores, and it takes a lot of work.

Although tired, the actors perform more than what they must do in their profession.

And after the host announced the curtain again, the two came to the stage with a huge voice.

"Qi Yuncheng, I love you!!"

"I love you too!!"

"Ah!! Qi Yuncheng, I like you!!"

"Team Luan!!"

……

Shouting loudly, there are only those young people who finally fell into madness and excitement.

"Thank you guys, I heard a lot of men shouting for Luan Yunping, go ahead, live with them, raise you up like this, hey, I knew it would be like this."

"Good guy, what happened to you marrying me off!!!"

Hahahaha!

There were bursts of laughter, and the audience who had already fallen into the festive atmosphere on New Year's Day laughed even more happily.

The happier they are, the easier it is for the two of them to put on a show, because any piece of baggage can play out, let alone the whole joke.

However, the time for a theater is up, and the end is over. At the end of the performance, after the end of the year with everyone, the host stood next to the actors on time to make the closing remarks.

"Dear guests, dear friends at the scene, Qi Yuncheng's New Year's Day cross talk show has come to a successful conclusion here.

I hope you will pay attention to our Deyun Club and our actor Qi Yuncheng in the days to come.

Thank you again, and finally, I wish you all a Happy New Year's Day. "

Listen to the conclusion.

The audience got off from the seats they had been sitting for several hours. There were not many people leaving, but there were more groups of people who wanted to get in close contact with the actors.

So in less than a minute, the theater, which was originally evenly distributed, suddenly became crowded near the stage.

How could the actors be embarrassed to go on now, Qi Yuncheng kept clasping his hands together with a smile on the stage to thank them.

However, because of the large number of people, almost all the staff members with work permits came, some were in charge on the stage, and some were looking after them below.

Although there are not as many people as the 2000 commercial show, there are still [-] people in the theater today, many people, and it is still lively when they gather together.

"Qi Yuncheng, I like you!!"

"Hey, thank you, I like you too."

"Is there a show next time?"

"Yes, please pay attention to Deyun, thank you all."

"Qi Yuncheng, can you sign it?"

"it is good!!"

"Can you take a picture?"

"can."

Sentence by sentence, Qi Yuncheng kept responding to the enthusiasm of the audience, not daring to neglect at all.

However, amidst the lively movement, the couple who had been sitting in their seats finally made a movement, and they could see so many people beside the stage.

It was really hard to pass, so I had to watch slowly, wait slowly, and pay attention to the time at the same time.

It's four past twelve.

Waited about 5 more minutes.

The number of people finally dwindled, so we started to move over.

They were not counted in the front row, and it took half a minute to walk step by step. Don't watch too much, but they were worried that the actors would leave the stage, so they rushed two steps.

After arriving, there were still some people around the stage, who followed little by little, when they saw a little girl holding a white fan to ask the actors to sign and leave.

They came to the front of the crowd.

But it's not that easy, even if there is no one there, there are still many young people crowded around.

After squeezing for a while, they found a chance to stretch out their hands and speak.

"Young man, help me sign!!"

Hearing the sound, Qi Yuncheng saw someone on the stage, a little older, but not much older, just middle-aged.

Of course he couldn't recognize his girlfriend's parents, but he didn't put any airs on the audience Qi Yuncheng.

On the contrary, thank you very much.

So he took the ticket stubs in their hands and wrote his name, "Thank you both for coming to see my performance, I am very grateful."

"Our daughter likes you very much!!" Song's mother took a closer look, only to find that the actors on the stage were very good-looking, and they didn't find anything annoying in their conversation.

So when I took back the ticket stub, I smiled and said something.

Qi Yuncheng was naturally happy, "Thank you! Thank you! It's getting late, be careful on the way back."

"Ok!"

Have a casual conversation.

Song Yi's parents don't have the feeling of young people chasing stars at all, chatting and so on are very casual.

But I have to go home, put away my things and head to the theater gate without thinking.

The moment we went out, it was unbelievably dark. Fortunately, the lights outside the theater were brightly lit, and the light rain had stopped, but it was still very cold, so we all tightened our clothes.

"Call your daughter now, we'll mail him the things, he should be very happy to see it."

"Don't worry, we'll talk about it tomorrow, but don't tell him what it is."

"Okay, let's go home first."

The couple left the theater, but the actors still had a lot of work to do, not to mention Qi Yuncheng was signing autographs, and Luan Yunping was there too.

A pair of partners naturally have people like it.

After the time came to twelve twenty.

People have finally come almost.

Qi Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief, and went backstage with the staff and brothers.

The moment of arrival.

Sit down and rest immediately.

Plus three encores and a curtain call, there is no time to sit down. Even if you are young, it doesn't mean you won't be tired.

"It's finally over, let's go back to Yanjing tomorrow." Qi Yuncheng said.

Yue Yunpeng next to him nodded, "Well, tomorrow's air ticket, but how long will it take to eat? To be honest, I'm a little hungry at night."

"Here." Sun Yue suddenly reached out to the side and handed out some food, "This is delicious."

"Don't eat!" Yue Yunpeng waved his hand, although his appetite is not small, but since he is going to have dinner soon, he can't fill his stomach at this time.

Otherwise, what to eat at that time.

After seeing it, Qi Yuncheng didn't bother to sit down anymore, "Okay, Shaobing, Xiaosi, Dalin, Yan Hexiang, you all pack up quickly, pack up.

let's go.

hurry up.

After eating early, go back to the hotel and rest early.

very tired. "

"Okay, I'm sure you'll be smooth."

Seeing that they wanted to eat, several people in the background were very happy, imagining elbows, roast duck, ribs and so on in their minds.

These cross talk actors move their lips a lot, but they don't like to move their bodies. In addition, they really need to eat and polish time while waiting for the opening or waiting for the performance.

Over time, Shaobing's body shape became a bit contagious in Deyun's backstage.

Therefore, the early Deyun actors were generally fat, and almost all of them lost weight later.

And for a while.

Shaobing, Xiaosi, Dalin and others packed up their things and went to a nearby hotel for dinner together.

It was still invited by the organizers, so there was no need for them to pay.

But this time it's different, it's just a lively New Year's Eve together, there is no drinking too much, at most eating more.

After eating, everyone went back to rest, and then returned to Yanjing the next day.

The moment they returned to Yanjing, they were re-planned to perform in a small theater. Yue Yunpeng's words were still to participate in the variety show designated by the master.

In fact, he is not the only one, as long as Qi Yuncheng has a variety show that can perform cross talk, he will also participate.

But he still doesn't go to many shows like games and reality shows. Now he has to study hard.

These programs and cross talk are not comparable, so naturally I have no interest.

But these days, there are no comedy shows, which is why he rarely appears on shows, and he continues to focus on theaters.

As for appearing on the TV, they can only rely on the appearance of the TV station's festival party or something.

For example, the Spring Festival Gala invited by Hubei TV this year.

And day by day.

On the tenth day of January, Master's birthday was ushered in again. This year, it was as lively as ever, even more crowded than last year.

Because students like Liu Xiaoting and Shang Xiaoju also joined the Deyun Club.

Although they don't call him this name yet, and they haven't given their names, they are very close to Guo Degang. After all, Liu Xiaoding's grandfather talks about brothers with Mr. Guo.

So it's not polite not to go to grandpa's birthday.

Not only them, even Song Yi also mailed gifts to Mr. Guo all the way. They were not expensive, but it was a kindness anyway.

Because she knew that her boyfriend had no father or mother since he was a child, and in his eyes, his master and his wife were his parents.

But when the gift was mailed to Yanjing, she also received one of her own in a strange city.

At the beginning, her parents planned to mail the theater to her the next day, but they were very busy running around for the show, and they might have to leave a city for a day at the earliest.

Now the city will stay longer, so it was mailed in advance.

When he took it back to the hotel room where he was resting, Song Yi tore open the package and saw two ticket stubs inside.

It's from a crosstalk scene, and seeing that the words and information are still Qi Yuncheng's, he flipped his wrist, and his boyfriend's handwriting was still on the back.

She was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

The next second my father's phone call came.

"Girl, have you received the item?"

"Huh?" Song Yi raised his mouth and looked at the two ticket stubs with great curiosity, "Why did you mail this?"

"Didn't we watch the show that day, you called me, I think you should like this actor quite a bit.

So your mother and I went over to ask for an autograph.

It's a pity that it took too long to receive it. "

"Huh? Are you still going to ask for autographs?"

The upturned corners of Song Yi's mouth suddenly became complicated. He must be happy, but he felt distressed for his parents.

My parents never chase stars, and I don’t know what chasing stars is.

But just because of a phone call at that time, I thought I liked this actor very much, and then crowded so many people to ask for autographs.

Can you not feel bad?
"Well, you like that Qi Yuncheng, right?" Song Yi's father asked.

"Yeah! I like him, I like him so much!!"

Song Yi held the ticket stub written by her boyfriend, at a loss, but kept nodding after hearing the words, in order not to disappoint Dad, and of course she was telling the truth.

"It's good if you like it, it's the first time for me and your mother to go there, there are quite a few young people around, and there are also many girls.

I want to ask you little girls like this kind of good-looking ones?

A bunch of people are around. "

Suddenly Song Yi curled his lips, even if the other party couldn't see it, "I like it! It's one thing to look good, and he's also fun. I listen to the jokes every night."

"That's right. How about it? Is it cold outside? Put on more clothes."

"I know, I will go back early this year."

"Well! Be more careful outside."

……

After chatting with his father for a few words, Song Yi put down his phone and concentrated on looking at the two ticket stubs. He was very moved and couldn't look away for a long time.

Although it is very easy for her to sign now, let alone sign, it is very easy for him to ask for it.

But it's really uncomfortable for parents to squeeze with a group of people.

So no matter what, the two ticket stubs are well kept.

Just thinking about it for a while, the phone rang again.

"Hello! Yuncheng, have you received the things I bought for Mr. Guo?"

"Got it, the Rose Garden is very lively now, and there will be performances at night."

"That's good, but unfortunately I won't be able to go back soon."

"It's okay, I mailed you some food, didn't you say you would stay there for five or six days? It's enough for you to eat."

"Really!!"

With a jerk, Song Yi stood up from the bed, unbelievably happy.

"The words should be here now, look at the text message."

"Okay, I'll go get it now, that's right, that's right." Suddenly Song Yi shouted anxiously, "You know my parents are going to your place."

"Didn't you say it before?"

"But you didn't expect them to ask you to sign and mail it to me, so I didn't receive it."

"Eh?"

Qi Yuncheng was stunned again, what a good guy, why don't you give them autographs?
But guessing who it is is simply impossible.

Although there are many young people, there are also many middle-aged people, because there are many old audiences who have followed Deyun since [-], and they are naturally middle-aged until now.

"You said I...wouldn't it be embarrassing when we really meet? I also forgot to ask you, I'm tired of patronizing."

"Hahahaha! It's okay, don't worry, my parents won't care, and we are waiting to meet now.

But it's still early, let's talk about it next year, because after the performance, I can't go back to Yanjing.

Just sell the ticket and go home, and I won’t see you then. "Song Yi was a little aggrieved immediately.

"It doesn't matter, it's important to go home early, so as not to be crowded during the Spring Festival, so that's it, I'm so busy now."

"Okay, I'm going to pick up the courier."

The phone hangs up.

Song Yi took a deep breath, his chest was full of happiness, his parents took good care of him, and his boyfriend was also very good.

The previous generation probably saved the world, that's why.

After thinking of this sentence, Song Yi smiled and hurriedly went out to get things.

As for the things she bought, they were all snacks and some packaged snacks, six or seven days was enough for her to wipe them out.

Knowing that she loves to eat, there is nothing wrong with feeding a little more.

On the other side, Qi Yuncheng and the others were indeed lively, from morning till night.

Evening performances, birthday parties, and arrangements are very full.

Even Qi Yuncheng has never seen a time when there are few people, especially birthday parties, how many tables are there in the box.

At the same time, her birthday was also Deyun's annual meeting.

Naturally, there are programs at the annual meeting, but where is De Yun's lack of programs?

Shaobing and Xiaosi even had a two-person show, and they had a lot of fun in the private room.

Guo Degang, Yu Qian and others also laughed happily.

Of course, there must be benefits and medals at the annual meeting. Deyun is a company that supports many people, so there must be such arrangements.

So on a small stage inside the box, Meng Hetang still held the microphone as the host to present the awards.

"Thank you Brother Cake and Brother Four for their two-person turn, we will have to change the session next, although there is no program, everyone should be excited.

That is our annual recognition. "

Just as he was talking, Meng Hetang glanced at Zhou Hang who was beside him, he was honestly holding a bunch of certificates and awards in his hand, "There are all kinds of awards.

Let's start the first round of awards.

First of all, the first God of Cookery Award is awarded to our teacher Hou Zhenhou of Deyun! ! ! "

"Oh!!!"

"it is good!!!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

There were hundreds of people gathered in the magnificent box, the front tables were Guo Degang, Yu Qian, Hou Zhen, Sun Yue, Gao Feng and the old gentleman.

In the latter words, it is the apprentices of Yunhe Jiuzike, including the students.

But Qi Yuncheng at the table in the middle was puzzled, looked at the biscuits who had returned from the performance, and laughed, "And this award, who designed it?"

When I asked, I was really asking the right person, so I took a sip of the wine and said, "Master Hou designed it himself."

"Okay!! Give yourself an award!!"

Qi Yuncheng couldn't help laughing, but in the next second he joined the noise and applause, especially some disciples behind, clapping desperately.

Hou Zhen sat at Guo Degang's table, and when he heard that it was his award, he pretended not to know.

The big round head looked here and there, looking unsure, and after a second or two, he went to the side of Meng Hetang, and took a printed certificate from Zhou Hang.

"Well, let me give an acceptance speech, why I won the God of Cookery Award is not groundless.

The big guy also understands the word "God of Cookery". If you don't know it, you can watch it on TV. If there are people who don't watch TV, then it's embarrassing.

Let me explain more.

Because as long as there is a venue where I am, I will take care of the meal after the venue. I know a lot, and I can tell if it is delicious or not.

You can call me any place you have in the future, I know a lot... Among them, there is one opposite Guangde Building..."

Boo boo!
When Hou Zhen touched the microphone, he couldn't talk at all. The key is that the box is not an open place, and the voices are gathered together through the microphone, and the voice is extraordinarily clear.

Guo Degang couldn't help it when he heard it, and immediately waved to Xiao Meng at the head of the table.

Meng Hetang immediately went over and stopped, "Master Hou, there are prizes in the future, you can talk about it later."

"Is it plausible? I am happy with what I said, and they are willing to listen."

"You can't see they want to listen."

Meng Hetang really wanted to say this at the moment, but forget it, he asked Hou Zhen to stand beside him and waited, and then continued to host in a correct manner.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hou Zhen, please wait here for a while, we will take pictures later. Then the next one to win the title of God of Gamblers is Mr. Li Wenshan!!"

chirp chirp chirp
There was another burst of applause, and Li Wenshan got down from his seat. Like Xing Wenzhao, he was one of the four elders of Deyun.

However, this old gentleman was a bit fat, so he walked over and asked.

"What did I get?"

"God of Gamblers!!" Meng Hetang said.

"Let's play!"

Li Wenshan, who had just arrived on the stage, was instantly unhappy, "What title did I get as the God of Gamblers? Who is the God of Gamblers?"

"You?" Meng Hetang said respectfully, and took the certificate from Zhou Hang's hand, "The name is not written here."

Li Wenshan still waved his hands unwillingly, "I wonder what kind of gambler I got, I never know how to play cards, Zha Jinhua doesn't understand, what is three missing one when playing cards, what is called blooming on the bar, what is called mahjong draw , I don’t understand anything about six, seven, and three.”

"I still don't understand!!!"

Hahahahaha!
As soon as old man Li Wenshan went up, the audience suddenly burst into laughter.

The four elders of Deyun don't look old, but sometimes they are more fun than young people.

And Li Wenshan was still arguing with the child, "I don't know what kind of golden flower, what kind of flush, what kind of tractor.

In the end, I became a gambler, am I wronged? "

Amid bursts of laughter, Meng Hetang felt that it was difficult to be the host, but suddenly thought of something, "The winners today will all get a big red envelope from my wife."

"Then you still give it to me!!"

Hahahaha!

When the old man stretched out his hand to receive the award, the audience below were filled with joy again.

Money really does matter to everyone.

After seeing people passing by, Meng Hetang continued to receive another certificate, "The next award is a title award for the spokesperson of the President of the United States..."

hear this.

Sitting at the dinner table, Yu Qian was stunned, and asked Guo Degang who was smiling happily, "Degang, who arranged these awards this year, it's a mess."

"Master Hou, he wrote all the awards."

"That's no wonder, I just played with these pictures."

Meng Hetang: "The winner, Yue Yunpeng!!!"

Names are called out.

Yue Yunpeng was really stunned. After standing up, he went to the stage unexpectedly, and leaned over to see Xiaomeng's award.

It was discovered that the spokesperson for the President of the United States was really written.

"what does it mean?"

"Everyone probably doesn't quite understand, Brother Yue, please use your hometown words, just a joke from Master."

"Oh!" Yue Yunpeng patted his thigh, and Yue Yunpeng reacted, smiled, and said in Henan dialect: "Why are you here!! Why did you go to you, you big grandson!!"

The voice fell.

Those who were skeptical at first understood that this is the dream of the Western Expedition that Master said, and the president of the United States did not speak the Henan dialect in it.

So Yue Yunpeng waited next to him with the certificate, which was the first time he saw such a certificate. Although it was a strange thing, the effect of the annual meeting was very good.

But it can also be seen that almost all the backbones of Deyun will receive awards at this year's annual meeting, otherwise why would they make such a fuss.

At the same time, Wang Hui walked away from the dinner table and began to prepare the big red envelopes at that time. The annual meeting is happy. As the chairman, she doesn't care about such a little money.

Although there may be dozens of winners today.

(End of this chapter)