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

Chapter 477 You son of a bitch, didn't you tell me earlier? 【Subscribe】

"Refund!!"

"Refund!!"

"We want a refund!!"

Yue Yunpeng couldn't get into the tune from the beginning, how could the audience not shout down below.

But everyone is joking and won't really run away.

Hearing the voice, Yue Yunpeng was also helpless, either deliberately to create an atmosphere, or he didn't go in unexpectedly, so he made a joke.

"What kind of ticket is being refunded! My senior brother is the manager, you go and refund the ticket, as long as you don't overcharge you.

Do you know the [-]% cancellation fee? "

Playing with the bad idea of ​​refunding tickets countless times before, Yue Yunpeng quickly looked at the accompaniment teachers with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm so useless, so after I go in, you can follow me again!
I didn't expect myself to be so thick.

Please everyone. "

After settling for a while, Yue Yunpeng made a voice first.

"Yingying sits bored~~"

The four words came out, and the accompaniment teachers next to them finally started to play the strings, and then tried their best to follow Yue Yunpeng to play their own notes.

"Hands on cheeks~~

Call Hong Niang, come here~~

Your girl has something, this unknown thing~~
One by one, you have to explain clearly from the beginning~~
Your girl, I am the girl of this boudoir~~

I always think it’s not white to wear rouge and powder~~”

……

Started word by word.

Seeing Qi Yuncheng from the side screen, he didn't know what to do to make a good expression. As for the feeling on the stage, after he got the hang of it, it was fine.

The field control ability is very good.

As for the downfall on the stage, the audience didn't care if they couldn't get into the tune, because they completely regarded this episode as a cross talk.

Originally, this is the purpose of his coming to the stage. After all, he is definitely not as good as others when it comes to singing.

Just to tease the atmosphere.

after he finished singing.

The audience applauded.

"another one!"

"Yue Yue, come one more!"

"another one!"

……

"I can't come even if I want to, I really can't do anything else!!"

In the end, Yue Yunpeng stepped down amidst laughter.

But stepping off the stage is enough, looking at my senior brother and crying, "I said no, I practiced all afternoon, but I still can't get into the tune!"

"The audience is very happy, isn't it over? The task is completed!"

After Qi Yuncheng said something, he quickly stepped onto the stage amidst a curtain call.

When he went up, there was a lot of applause from the audience. If Xiaoyue used it to set off the atmosphere before, he sang a drum song seriously.

After singing, Zhou Gulan stared at Master with wide eyes on the side screen, with a very focused expression.

It seemed like he couldn't bear to leave for a moment.

After seeing this scene, Yue Yunpeng had to ask, "Do you like your master very much?"

"Ok!"

Facing Uncle Yue's words, Zhou Gulan answered affirmatively, so he looked over, but after a second, he turned his gaze to Master again.

Yes, she really liked her master very much.

Because if it weren't for the master, she might really not be able to sing drums anymore, and would just keep studying at the request of her parents, even after she went to college.

So Master can be said to have saved her hope.

Grateful!

Not to mention liking it, I fell in love with this teacher when my grandfather took him to attend the training class.

Then he became his own master.

I also have to lose my thick skin.

It's just that every time I think about the situation at the beginning, I get a little goosebumps.

It was so embarrassing, after hearing that the teacher was not the master, she still lost her temper and went out. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to find a crack in the ground.

It's almost history.

And looking at the little girl with a struggling expression, Yue Yunpeng raised the corners of his mouth, and then turned to look at his senior brother with indescribable envy.

Envy is not envy for accepting a female apprentice.

I just envy my brother's apprenticeship is a real apprenticeship.

Because the master has the ability to teach the apprentice.

What about him?He will also accept apprentices soon, but knowing that he is just like that, and taking apprentices is simply wishful thinking.

He didn't even think about taking apprentices.

But there is no way, things have come to this point.

In addition, he and Liu Xiaoting had a good relationship, so it was more suitable for him to accept than others.

Time passed bit by bit.

When Qi Yuncheng's performance was about the same, Wang Hui finally rushed to the drum music club.

"Why am I late?"

Unexpectedly, seeing his wife, Yue Yunpeng shook his head, "It's still early, now it's Senior Brother who is performing."

"That's good!"

Wang Hui is relieved, today she has enough savings, no matter how busy she is, she will come to sing once.

I haven't sung for more than ten years, and it can't be made up for a few days after opening.

And when the mistress is on stage to perform!
Qi Yuncheng and Yue Yunpeng are still recording with their mobile phones. The recording is not only for commemoration, but also for juniors to learn to sing along.

There were so many old gentlemen back then, if they hadn't deliberately recorded, they wouldn't have been able to pass down a few songs.

Especially Mr. Yan Qiuxia of the Bai School, who has been in the arts for decades, and finally recorded in his later years.

Whenever thinking of this, Qi Yuncheng would feel emotional.

"Master, let me take the recording, you go and have a rest."

Zhou Gulan looked at Master holding the phone, and immediately thought of taking it over.

Glancing at Lanlan, who was so beautiful with a single ponytail, Qi Yuncheng nodded, and went down to drink some water.

After drinking the water, he went up to the side screen again, and saw Lan Lan trying to record the drum with his mobile phone, but he couldn't help laughing.

Master once said that they were a group of disciples.

Now he can also say this sentence, she is also such a good girl who was recruited by the apprentice.

"Master, I want to tell you something." Zhou Gulan said when seeing Master standing beside her again.

"what?"

"Could you increase one game per week to two?"

"Two shows?" Qi Yuncheng wondered, and said, "That means you're going to perform on Friday night and Saturday night?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Gulan, who immediately held the phone in both hands, lowered his head slightly, afraid that Master would disagree.

"why?"

"I want to practice more!"

"But this is Tianjin, can you go back and forth?"

"Okay! I'm sixteen, and I still don't know where to take the bus? No problem. And my parents said that as long as the grades don't drop, Dagu is fine.

Even if I practice at home, it's fine. "

"..."

Qi Yuncheng didn't know what to say, it would be no problem if he went, he could send it off, and if he didn't have time, other senior brothers could also take it with him.

Because the actors of Deyun are still in Yanjing, they will definitely take the car together when they are going to perform drum music in Tianjin, and Zhou Gulan will not be a problem.

The key is to come back, and it will be too late to come back after the performance.

Because he knows Lanlan well, even though Lanlan started, as long as he goes, it is impossible not to watch a few more episodes.

"Master, please!"

Immediately, Zhou Gulan raised her head and bit her lower lip, looking at Qi Yuncheng aggrievedly.

"Don't follow your teacher's wife! How come you didn't learn from the good ones, but slipped away from the bad ones!" After Qi Yuncheng said this sentence, he was laughed at by himself. This sentence is a bit familiar, and the master once said it so many times over them.

I never thought that I would say it one day.

But it's not a good thing for her to go home too late as a girl, not to mention her teacher-wife Song Yi, she is completely different, and she never heard of herself when she was in a relationship.

"oops!"

Thinking of this for a moment, Qi Yuncheng suddenly felt that he was being hard-pressed by a family of women.

What if everyone learns this trick in the future.

But he also has his own ideas.

"Pie field! There are more pies, how many repertoires do you have to know!

Take cross talk as an example!When you are a student, you have to know [-] jokes to give you a normal scene!
And if you want to have performances and teams every day, you must know [-] jobs.

You were beaten back to practice for less work, how far have you practiced now? "

At one point, Qi Yuncheng made it clear to his apprentice that she couldn't make her feel that acting was easy. After all, he could assign her a show at will, making her feel that it was easy to perform.

Although she doesn't perform many shows twice a week, she has to understand the truth.

And that's why actors who come out of small theaters don't do it twice.

Even Yue Yunpeng is the same, he also said honestly that the cross talk in the small theater for more than ten years may not be as good as other brothers in some aspects.

But in terms of the field control and the style of the performance, it can be seen that the small theater is not in vain.

Because if you want to get ahead and make more money, you have to study the business desperately, and slowly change from the beginning to the end.

Then the income also slowly changed from tens, hundreds, to hundreds.

For money and effects, which actor will not work hard?
Behind the glamor of actors on stage, they are constantly competing with themselves.

Zhou Gulan could naturally hear the meaning of the master, and kept silent all the time, perhaps because she felt that it was a bit bad for her to ask for an extra performance casually.

But Qi Yuncheng also spoke.

"Learn three more songs! After you finish learning, go to your master Guo for the assessment. After the assessment, I will add it to you!"

The word assessment is uncomfortable for anyone, but Zhou Gulan is different, because she knows that people who do folk art cannot do without assessment, otherwise they cannot improve.

So answer.

"I know Master! I must study hard!"

This promise, don't look at just three tracks.

But it took more than 20 minutes to sing a big drum section, and every word and every sentence had to be implemented, so even three songs would take a while for Zhou Gulan, who is still in school.

But she is talented, the actual situation has to be seen in detail.

And while the master and apprentice were talking to each other, Yue Yunpeng was standing one or two meters away listening to some words.

To be honest, he envied his senior brother from the moment he joined the Deyun club, and he still does so now.

But I'm also very grateful. When he closed his positions back then, he took a lot of himself with him, otherwise he couldn't support the things he said on the stage just now.

People say every day that if you leave Deyun, there is no place for you here, and everyone will go crazy.

If it wasn't Master, Master Mistress, Third Brother, Senior Brother Yuncheng and others, he might have gone back to continue farming by now.

"Xiaoyue, will you still sing the curtain call later?" Qi Yuncheng suddenly asked.

Yue Yunpeng came back to his senses, crying instantly with a big face, "What am I singing! I won't let me go!"

"Hahaha! That's fine!"

Qi Yuncheng smiled happily, and really liked seeing him like that, very happy.

It's just that time flies by today.

As soon as all the drum songs were sung, and the final curtain call took a while to chat with the audience, the day ended.

The end is the end.

Qi Yuncheng went down to the backstage to calculate today's turnover.

The venue was established to have a platform for drum music, but losing money every day will definitely not last long.

The last few days have been fine.

All reached full capacity.

But it's not far away, because of the establishment of the venue and various decorations, the teacher's wife has already invested a lot of money in it.

They don't expect to be able to return their capital, and it is enough to run the business in a stable and stable manner.

But Qi Yuncheng can't guarantee that he can come every day in the future, because he will have a performance in a few days.

He is full now.

Not to mention the first Beijing exhibition after unpacking this year.

At the same time, it is also to talk about the book that Mr. Jin gave himself.

Originally, I wanted to have one in the small theater, but Luan Yunping thought it could be put in the North Exhibition, so the show was scheduled.

this row.

When playing drum music in Tianjin, he kept looking for Grandpa Jin Wensheng every day or two.

After looking for grandpa, I looked for my master.

In the storytelling business, it is best to control the number of people to more than a hundred people. If you tell stories to more than 2000 people, you can do what your master will do.

So for a while, Qi Yuncheng completely changed his state. While watching the Guqu Club, arranging programs for the Guqu Club, he was studying storytelling again.

And the performance was just around the corner. In the villa in the Rose Garden, Guo Degang looked at his child, "What's the matter? Why do you feel that the state of storytelling is different this time? Didn't the Guqu Club be fine when it opened?"

"There are no good times!" Qi Yuncheng held the book given by Grandpa Jin, "I just performed a few performances at the Guqu Club the day before yesterday, and now I'm going to switch to storytelling again.

My mind was a little overwhelmed. "

"What's the point of storytelling? It's not like you haven't talked about it."

"I did! But Grandpa Jin no longer tells the book and gave me all the books. It would be embarrassing if I couldn't say it well."

"Young master, you are trying to work yourself to death. How can a person do everything well?"

Guo Degang was helpless, and continued to speak, "Your grandfather didn't give you the notebook so that you could say the same thing.

I know that you have been exposed to drum music recently, and you have learned about the loneliness of some drum music, and subconsciously think that other favorite songs are better.

But it’s not something that one person can do, it needs to be done slowly.

I opened a drum music club, and then turned around and fell into storytelling.

I'm afraid you are not possessed, young master! "

"No, Master!" Qi Yuncheng was also helpless, "When I was looking for Grandpa Jin before, Grandpa Jin was very happy and said that he didn't have to wait for the [-]th anniversary to come again.

This time, he is coming to the special session of the North Exhibition. "

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Guo Degang's expression changed instantly, and he walked over with his short legs, showing a little anxiety.

Because the old man has a very good relationship with him, just like his father.

Then I definitely hope that my child will perform in front of him once.

No wonder the child ran to the storytelling after finishing the drum music.

And when he was called a bastard, how could Qi Yuncheng have anything, and he smiled.

"Didn't I come here? Get experience from you!"

(End of this chapter)