Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Looking at the fan in his hand, Guo Degang did not feel reluctant at all.

I didn't know how to take good care of it before I put it down.

Now I know that the most important thing is not the antiques or the objects.

Instead, it was his eldest son.

His eldest son's current attitude made him lose much hope.

"Brother, I don't have anything to give to Dalin and the others for the New Year this year, but I still want to give them something, so I plan to give this one to the children as a token of my appreciation."

His eyes were fixed on the Xiangfei fan.

Yu Qian had a strange expression on his face, as if he didn't understand what was happening before him.

"Ah."

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We can only skip it for now and talk about it later.

"You're not staying for dinner?"

"Xiao Meng is here too?" Yu Qian was a little surprised when he walked into the house.

"He He will follow his father~"

I thought about it for a long time and didn’t have time to send it.

Bai Huimin, who was about to pick up her child from school in the afternoon, was suddenly stunned. She came over with her bag and asked, "What's wrong? You were in a daze for a long time after coming back at noon."

Teacher Yu’s three hobbies are drinking, smoking and perming his hair.

"Yes, I understand it now. Please try to understand it for me."

Deng Yiling watched her brother-in-law leave and slowly sat back next to her sister. "Will I take care of you for the next few months?"

Deng Ziqi had no way of understanding the value of a fan, but he would understand it if he thought of a musical instrument.

"It doesn't matter whether you want it or not. At least giving away the Xiang Fei fan is much more sincere than persuading the apprentice to leave Deyun Community Huilin Society. It can be regarded as a down-to-earth apology."

Meng Hetang wanted to understand what was going on so badly that he wanted to join in the fun whenever possible. You know, that was his master's favorite thing. He wanted to figure out what was going on.

"So what's good performance?"

"Go ahead, I'll come with you and drive."

"Godfather, what's going on? This is the Xiang Fei fan, what does Master think?"

Guo Qilin stayed at home and quietly put away the fan.

"Ouch."

"Okay, okay, go with daddy. Don't hold me. Doesn't she look pretty? She's just a little girl."

"Hubby, Master is here to give you something?"

With a little effort, Guo Qilin had no choice but to carry her out of the house.

If she pulled any further, He He would be hurt, so Deng Yiling didn't dare to use more force.

"Yeah, but let's not talk for now. Dalin, I have something to tell you."

"Things are valuable because they are rare. There are many expensive ones. Do you want to take a look?"

I was stunned when I opened the door.

"Well, give me a fan that's probably worth over a million."

Guo Qilin smiled and said, "Grandpa has one exactly like this one. Ask Grandpa to let you play with it some other day."

Deng Ziqi usually didn't ask about her husband's affairs, but she was really curious about the origin of the fan that frightened her master.

It’s really hard to talk about these things with the little girl around.

"The teacher said that if you perform well, you can get a big red flower. He He performed well."

"What can you think? Just guess for yourself. Are you going to see your master? I'll have dinner there tonight."

Deng Ziqi gloated, "He He doesn't realize that she has grown up. It's getting more and more tiring to carry her around. Let her dad bear it."

The living room was quiet for five or six seconds.

Once he spent a whole month thinking about a fan that he could have bought but didn't.

"Hey~ Are you sure you want to give it to Dalin? It's not that I'm stopping Dalin from asking for it, but Dalin doesn't seem to be as interested in these things as before."

Before they had time to sit down, Yu Qian took out a fan, and when he took it out, the looks of Guo Qilin and Meng Hetang changed in unison.

He has one himself, and because of that he couldn't understand why his old partner wanted to give it away. It was obvious that it was a big blow to his old partner.

"I understand, Master. Please give it to me."

People have different hobbies.

While shouting, he showed off the big red flower in his hand.

"Yeah, our He He is really good at eating."

Deng Ziqi waved his hand, "Why are you looking at me? Don't you understand our daughter? She's so stubborn."

"Master, why did you come here suddenly? You just wanted to make a phone call. You didn't even buy any food."

"Here, look at this."

He He smiled happily, let go, and then stretched out her hands for her father to hug her.

As a result, Meng Hetang saw with her own eyes that her master was going to give the Xiangfei fan to Dalin. How could she dare to believe such a bizarre thing?

"??"

For Dalin, it might be more economical to send food.

Putting down the script, Guo Qilin was curious. Seeing his master acting in a hurry, it was obvious that the matter was not a small matter.

"That's right. I won't say any more. I'll go pick up Xiaoyang."

"Hello, godfather."

Guo Qilin tried to walk harder, but found that he was heavier than before. He could barely move his two-year-old by holding his legs, but now he was really a lot heavier.

This one bit of attention may not even be one ten-millionth of the attention he gives to his youngest son.

"What if He He misses you guys? I can't handle her crying."

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In an instant, Yu Qian understood.

"What are you doing?"

The sooner the better.

"It's not the one I own. This one has to be the hard one."

Now that I can give it to myself, not to mention leaving anything for myself in the future of Deyun Club or something, my attitude is clearer than ever before.

For those who love fans, giving it up is like cutting off flesh.

As for whether he likes fans or not, maybe he had developed some interest in it when following Teacher Sun Yue. Teacher Sun Yue not only eats a lot, but is also proficient in these things. He has a pile of fans worth tens of thousands of dollars at home.

"It's not mine, it's your master's. Your master asked me to give the fan to Dalin, hoping that Dalin would accept it."

Glancing at the fan in his hand, Guo Qilin said indifferently, "Okay, I'll give it to you to play with."

The famous Xiangfei fan.

To some extent, his experience in film and television acting is not as much as Zhao Jinmai.

The door opened, and He He, who came back with her schoolbag, shouted happily.

Be careful to protect it on the way back.

Yu Qian stopped talking. Dalin used to like fans. He was with adults every day and was influenced by them.

It has completely become a real item.

I felt that rare attention.

"Dad, can you let He He play with it?"

As for his hatred for his father, he had already let it go. Otherwise, why would he come forward himself? He could just find a fellow disciple to send him back.

"I didn't think much about it. Didn't Dalin like fans in the past?"

If you say you will pay it back in person, then pay it back in person.

The fans just fought.

"I'm not coming to your house for a free meal."

"Thank you, senior brother."

It can be said to be an incredible luxury.

Yu Qian did not back down and kept wanting to send it over to see the child's reaction. Yu Qian had no choice but to agree, otherwise he would have to keep asking for it for a long time.

"Well, I was so obsessed with its value that I almost didn't realize it was like this."

Put it back safely, and wait until the next day to tell your child and see what he or she thinks.

"Godfather, what are you doing with the fan?"

Didn't watch it for long.

"Don't look at it, it would be great if you could buy a piano with the money you would spend on a fan."

"I came here to discuss the performance and the script, and I found that I have a lot to learn." Meng Hetang thinks highly of Dalin's play and has been coming here recently.

When Guo Qilin was about to hand it over, Yu Qian was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Take out a fan.

Any fan can be given away, except this one.

"Brother-in-law, I can't get her away."

Yu Qian's wrinkled face suddenly understood something, and his expression was slightly determined, "I know. See you later, you guys go ahead and get busy."

Pretty is pretty.

The words fell.

With the lovely He He, I don’t have time to like other things.

Bai Huimin's eyes fixed on it, and she immediately recognized it as the Xiang Fei fan, and she said sarcastically, "You're willing to take it out? Why? What's the good news?"

Because this time the old partner's intentions were pretty good and he put a lot of effort into it.

“Not to the supermarket.”

It was really outrageous that the old partner actually wanted to give the fan away. It would be fine if he gave it to someone he particularly liked, but Dalin didn't seem to care much about it.

She started to become unreasonable and disobedient. Guo Qilin glanced at the door which was less than two meters away, and then looked at his wife who was leaning on the sofa watching TV series.

The master lowered his voice and asked, "How about it? Dalin, do you want it?"

They go out.

When the fan was handed over to him and he held it in his hand, Guo Qilin knew how much his father liked it just by the feel of it.

Yu Qian was speechless, and immediately spoke again, "Are you sure you want it?"

"Eat~"

"Is a fan so expensive?" Deng Yiling, who was eating nearby, wondered.

I first took it to the Spring Festival Gala, not for any reason, just to boost my morale. Now when I hold it in my hand, it feels as if it's dead.

Finally agreed.

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll try."

As a result, just as he was about to go out, a little figure saw him and ran over frantically. He ran over and did nothing, just holding his father's legs tightly with both hands.

After taking the bus back to the room, Yu Qian took it out and took another look at it.

He drove over while his apprentice was reading the script at home and teaching Xiao Meng. The filming was about to begin and the two of them were discussing the script the whole time.

Guo Qilin was praising He He when she suddenly saw something in her father's hand and didn't know what it was.

Yu Qian took a deep breath. The person involved is confused, while the bystander can see things clearly. His understanding is not as clear as his wife's.

Bai Huimin didn't care and went out to pick up the child.

I have a lot of questions in my mind.

Dalin's expression was not much better than his.

Teacher Guo also has three major hobbies: fans, dragon robes, and opera singing.

"Hehe." Deng Ziqi laughed, "Like a sloth hugging a tree."

Now the Xiangfei fan is to be given away, which is what Yu Qian cannot understand the most.

"Then please give it a try, Senior Brother."

"He He wants to go play with us."

I never thought that one day I would be able to touch something he liked so much.

Take a breath.

So he turned around and quietly cooked for his wife and daughter, and his sister came over to eat.

Naturally, the other party showed a sincere attitude, and he of course returned a sincere attitude, but after returning this attitude, it has already shown that he is not a member of the Guo family, and he does not need to consider these things or the future.

However, knowing how precious the Xiangfei fan was, he didn't have the courage. If it was his, he could just show it to He He. But the key was that it was not his, but his old partner's, and it would be difficult to explain if there was any problem with it.

"what?"

"Didn't you say you wanted it? I'll go to the rose garden and give it back to him in person later."

After chatting for an hour, Yu Qian took the Xiangfei fan back to his hotel.

The younger sister was very obedient. She walked over quickly, bent down, and dragged He He's body out with both hands. Auntie pulled, but He He held on tightly with a twisted face and refused to let go.

"Grandpa~~You are here~He He got the big red flower today~"

"Will Dalin do it?"

"You're going to trick me."

Just asking out of curiosity.

Among them, the fan and the dragon robe are as important as one's life.

However, at 4:30 in the afternoon, his daughter had not been picked up yet, but Guo Qilin discovered that his master had come.

"His? How come his is here with you?"

"Giving away the fan means that he wants to express that no matter what, the future of Deyun Club is destined to be his, and so are the shares? Otherwise, why would he give away the thing he loves most?"

Hearing He He's voice, Yu Qian was happy and hurried over to help carry the schoolbag.

"He He wants to follow Dad."

"There was such a thing once."

Yu Qian originally thought that his apprentice would not want it, but he accepted it. Without saying anything, he nodded and handed it over.

"No."

But as a master, I can't guarantee whether Dalin still likes it.

"What big red flower? Isn't it a small red flower?" Guo Qilin walked over and asked curiously.

"Look at it."

Yu Qian couldn't sit still, so he drove to his apprentice's home and realized what was going on. No matter whether the child liked the fan or not, he at least needed to get the matter out there.

"Brother, please give me the fan as a token of my appreciation. You know I really don't know what to do."

Everyone in Deyun Society understands one thing.

Equally incomprehensible.

I was transferred to Yanjing in a daze.

The old partner not only gave a fan, but also expressed an attitude. No matter what, it was a father's wish to win back his child's heart.

Love the little girl and give her anything.

Deng Ziqi just went out with her sister to pick up her daughter.

Meng Hetang's body paused, with an expression of disbelief, his eyes almost popping out, and he turned to look at Dalin.

After finishing his meal, Guo Qilin took a rest for a while. Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, he planned to go over and return the money.

My interest in fans or traditional things has dropped to zero.

Simply put, Yu Qian explained the matter. Bai Huimin is a woman, and women have unique talents in sensibility, so she immediately noticed something.

There was a sudden movement in his house.

That led to him being a little interested, but now he has no interest at all.

What’s the point of sending it out?

It is impossible that one is an apprentice and the other is a godson not to know each other.

He knew too well his father's love for it in the past.

Because my old partner loves these things so much, deep in his bones.

"Degang, what do you think?"

He came here just to give a fan. When the master left without stopping for a moment, Meng Hetang hurriedly said goodbye and followed him.

Guo Qilin's eyes lingered on the fan for a moment, and then a hint of amusement appeared on his face. Because in an instant he understood what Teacher Guo wanted to express, which was a sincere apology without any pretense.

But I no longer have the same enthusiasm as before.

“No shopping.”

"Sister, please help me, I have something to do."

As a result, the next day, the master tried his best but couldn't find a good topic to talk about this matter.

Just not as deep as they like.

Why go in person.

After arriving in Yanjing, Yu Qian kept thinking in the living room of his home. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly understood something and slapped his thigh.

After I retired from the society, I had a child.

Meng Hetang saw Xiang Fei fanning her eyes and wanted to look at it more, so he stayed away from it as much as possible. This thing was extremely expensive and he couldn't afford to pay for it if it was broken.

Deng Ziqi held the bowl and chopsticks and understood why his master did that. Fortunately, He He was not allowed to play with it. If he broke it, he would not know how to compensate.

He He cried so heartbreakingly that Deng Yiling, who loved He He the most, felt so miserable just listening to her.

"His father is trying to get a photo shoot in Beijing. If you miss him after school, you can take her over. You can still play together during the holidays."

"That's good. I still can't handle He He by myself."

"How can you handle it? When she grows up, no one can handle her except her dad." Deng Ziqi lowered his head and continued watching his own drama. When his daughter grew up, she and her dad were very close. No one knew why they loved to stick to each other so much.

It's just that he cooks delicious food, is willing to buy things for her, often takes her out to play, and always carries her around on his back.