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

"Master, how do we arrange this matter?"

Since she wants to teach, Luan Yunping has to intervene. It is impossible for him to find a way to deal with it.

The master’s child is not his, so he just focuses on his work.

Guo Degang thought of a solution. "Let him stay in Tianjin during school hours, and come to the theater during holidays. He must be familiar with the atmosphere and rules.

So Xiao Luan, you arrange for someone to look after it, and Axle is here."

Well, we still have to trouble their disciples.

Luan Yunping was speechless, but she didn't dare to speak directly, "Okay, Master, I'll make the arrangements."

"Also, you can handle the matter of going to Dalin Theater by yourself. Let's not talk about it for now. We can deal with it later."

"no problem."

The phone hangs up.

Luan Yunping sat at home in silence for a minute or two, knowing that trouble had come, and it was their collective trouble.

No men were conscripted.

Post a notice in the group of fellow teachers and sisters who are on good terms with you.

"Everyone, please pay attention. Master wants to arrange for An Di to be trained in the theater. Who among you would like to volunteer to lead her? Come every week. There are only two days a week."

It doesn’t matter if you don’t post it, the group will explode instantly.

Kong Yunlong: "I don't have time to take it. I have to make up for my theater performance."

Shaobing: "Third brother, you're already anxious after such a short time. If you don't want to take him, just say so."

Kong Yunlong: "Nonsense, you want to take it?"

Shaobing: “No.”

Yue Yunpeng: "How do I bring the key?"

Luan Yunping: "We will take care of Dalin the same way we did in the beginning."

In the past, it was indeed their group of senior brothers who guided Guo Qilin.

How old was Guo Qilin at that time?

Less than ten years old.

They were both seventeen or eighteen at the time, and he would look at her while working in the theater. He would buy a copy for her when he bought something, and he had to buy it secretly.

Otherwise, if my master didn’t agree, I don’t know how miserable my life would have been.

But I can tell you how to lead Dalin.

Shaobing smiled.

"That's none of my business. Dalin and I grew up together."

Kong Yunlong: "I don't want to take him. Dalin is different. He doesn't run around and helps us move things. An Di has been a jerk since he was a child. Who has he listened to?"

Yue Yunpeng: "Third brother is right. He is the only one who leads a group of people to play. No one teaches him. If he is unwilling and unwilling to move, I think no one except Shaobing can hold him. How heavy he is."

Xiao Si: "What are you guys discussing?"

Luan Yunping: "We discussed how to guide An Di. Master wants him to be influenced by the theater."

Xiao Si: "See you later, just pretend I was never here."

Xiao Si immediately went offline.

He came to Deyun Society early, around 06. No one from the Yun class wanted to lead him, and they couldn't do it, so he, from the He class, was crazy enough to lead this pampered little ancestor.

Especially what Brother Yue said is right, I am so fat now.

He had tried to pull him before, but couldn't.

For a while, everyone in the group avoided talking about this issue.

Luan Yunping was in such a difficult situation. They didn't want to take her, but he did? If Dalin had a personality like Andy, the actors who had just joined the Deyun Club would have no chance of survival no matter how old they were. They were too arrogant and domineering.

Do whatever you want.

I could only sigh and ask other people.

See if there is anyone willing to teach in the Hezi Class or Jiuzi Class.

Although they came to Deyun Society late, they are not young anymore and have no problem taking care of a child.

After asking around, Wang Jiulong and Shang Jiuxi agreed to take care of him for a week.

"Okay, it's your turn. Starting this Friday, you should teach him what he needs to know. The most important thing is to let him know something."

"I understand, Brother Luan. Leave it to us."

Now that the matter was resolved, Luan Yunping felt relieved and no longer cared about it.

So the next few days were peaceful.

Since my fellow brothers cannot go to Dalin, they should just perform peacefully and earn a salary.

Guo Qilin continued to deal with things with his uncle. Taking advantage of the popularity of the second Deyun Club, some actors unexpectedly took the initiative to approach them and wanted to join them.

The crosstalk performer is so smart.

Once Yu Qian and his disciples left Deyun Society, their future was doomed to fail.

It’s different with Guo Qilin. The popularity is huge and there is more hope if you join them.

He has no control over joining, all decisions are made by Yan Hexiang.

Wait a few days.

Guo Qilin had properly arranged his connections in Tianjin, and had negotiated with the local departments, so progress was very rapid. Even next month, the local departments were willing to help them choose a location.

For peers, opening a business is a form of competition, but for leaders, it can add a lot of value.

And he is busy in Tianjin.

Wang Jiulong and Shang Jiuxi were also busy in Yanjing on Friday, bringing Andi to the small theater.

Even at this age, he hasn't been to the theater many times.

"An Di, you want to hang out with us tonight? Tell us if you want to eat anything and we'll buy it for you, but don't run around, or tell us where you want to go first."

Bring this fat boy over here.

The actors backstage looked curious but did not dare to get close. They did not dare to offend the master's youngest son.

"I see. Is there any water?"

Wang Jiulong dotes on An Di very much. They are really relatives. "Would you like some tea?"

"No, I want a Coke."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you." Wang Jiulong went out to buy it for him. He was also very careful when he went out. The theater had already started and he couldn't make trouble. "You watch it more and don't let him go on stage."

"I know."

Shang Jiuxi nodded and let him play in the backstage.

In the backstage, Guo Fenyang was curious and looked at this and asked that, being completely outgoing.

Whenever he wanted to eat something, he would ask someone to bring it to him.

But it was fresh at first, but it wasn't fresh later.

This place is totally boring.

Nothing is more fun than home, where we have toy cars.

Looking at the more familiar Wang Jiulong, "Take me home, I don't want to play here anymore."

"How can this be possible? I told you to be educated here, and I also need to explain these rules to you."

"What is influence?" Guo Fenyang didn't understand.

"Just get familiar with it and watch the performances at the theater. Deyun Club belongs to your father, and the future belongs to you."

"I don't want these things. They're not fun at all. I'm leaving."

The child is about seven or eight years old, a complete fat boy, and his legs and feet are very nimble.

Immediately start running outside from the backstage.

Shang Jiuxi and Wang Jiulong were shocked. They wanted to leave after only being here for such a short time?

Less than an hour.

I quickly grabbed his arm and said, "No, no, no, wait a moment."

"leave me alone."

The two of them tried to pull it but failed because the child's size was not comparable to that of an ordinary child.

Even at this age, he weighs over 80 kilograms.

Finally, after much persuasion, I finally got him to stay, but I had to buy him snacks.

"I don't know why Master asked him to come." Shang Jiuxi was puzzled. He rarely came here.

Wang Jiulong: "It's to train him. If he doesn't understand his family business from a young age, he will know nothing when he grows up."

"That's true, but it's too troublesome."

Shang Jiuxi didn't dare to raise his voice. A kid of his age would act out whatever he thought of.

"Let him stay for a while. It's only the first day. Maybe he'll get used to it later."

Time goes slowly backwards.

Guo Fenyang stayed backstage for two full hours. Two hours was not easy, and the show was coming to an end.

He really didn't want to stay.

He still wanted to keep going, so the two of them went to the sidelines to watch the performance, and by the way, he was told what crosstalk was and what rules he had to follow.

I don't want to hear about the rules, I'm just surprised to see so many people interested.

At this moment, Feng Zhaoyang and his partner Yang He were performing crosstalk on the stage.

After the captain set the number of performances, he performed quite a lot, and a captain like him could definitely complete it, basically performing several times a week.

At the same time, he was performing his signature show of naming dishes.

Feng Zhaoyang: "I'll stew some pork for you. I want two rump tips, five layers of fat and three layers of pork, with some fat and some lean meat. Add a fat hen and some chestnuts. Add a few cold dishes and some wine, some shredded radish cakes, and some steamed rice. After you finish eating, give you a glass of sugar water to help you get rid of the greasiness. How do you do that?"

Yang Hetong: "Great."

Feng Zhaoyang: "Then, please come to my house tomorrow morning. You must do me the honor. I'm leaving now. Is there a small shop here?"

Yang Hetong: "What are you looking for in the store?"

Feng Zhaoyang: "I have whole money here. I'll change some coins so I can take the bus first."

Yang Hetong: "Hey, it's just the bus fare. I have it here."

Two people were performing, and the funny man wanted to cheat the funny man out of some taxi money, but they were performing and Guo Fenyang was watching from the sidelines and found it very interesting.

They were all very friendly backstage, and they are still very friendly here.

In addition, if the side curtain is not properly positioned, a human figure can be seen slightly, and the audience on the left saw Guo Fenyang on the right side curtain.

It was a bit of a surprise to see him.

Some girls like the young master of Deyun Society, so they can't help but say hello to him secretly.

As soon as he greeted him, Guo Fenyang was happy and greeted him too, then he couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

As he took this step, Shang Jiuxi and Wang Jiulong were not paying attention at all, they were just watching the performance. Suddenly, Feng Zhaoyang became a little agitated during his performance.

The performance was going on, the audience was restless, and the actors were all confused, not knowing what was going on.

Could it be that the light is broken?

That's impossible. The light is broken, but the stage can feel it and it's still bright.

Finally, the noise became louder and louder, and the actors could no longer perform. No one knew what was going on.

I turned around suddenly and saw that it was Guo Fenyang who showed up. What would happen if he showed up?

Especially since he looks more and more like his mother, he is praised especially highly.

But Guo Fenyang didn't care at all and continued waving to the people below with a smile.

"Alright, alright."

Shang Jiuxi and Wang Jiulong were startled and tried to drag him back. They had expected that he would be so fond of showing off.

Seeing Guo Fenyang coming back, Feng Zhaoyang, who had a lot of performance experience, had no problem facing the happy crowd below.

said with a smile.

"I know him. He's Mr. Guo's son. He came here to play today. Maybe he heard about something delicious and wanted to show his face."

"He must be hungry. I'll have to buy him something to eat later."

"So, I need some change."

"how?"

"Buy some more candies for the kids."

The two of them exchanged a few words to brush the matter aside and continued their performance smoothly, not taking it seriously at all.

Small theaters are all like this, there may be some changes at any time, and the audience is tolerant.

It's not a commercial performance that costs hundreds or thousands of dollars, so the ticket price here is cheap.

Just pretend nothing happened and continue listening to the crosstalk.

After listening for a few minutes, Guo Fenyang couldn't stay any longer. Although Shang Jiuxi and Wang Jiulong were watching him and holding his arms, Guo Fenyang still wanted to go out and show himself, so he asked immediately.

"Isn't it over yet?"

"It's not over yet. Let's go out after they bow."

"Oh."

Guo Fenyang agreed and waited quietly for a while. After a few minutes, the crosstalk was about to end.

Yang Hetong: "How about this, you first tell me what dishes are in the Manchu-Han banquet. As long as you name a few correctly, you don't have to treat me, just treat me as if I'm eating."

Feng Zhaoyang: "Okay. If I haven't eaten it, I can't tell you."

Yang Hetong: "Then just tell me, what are the dishes?"

Feng Zhaoyang: "Do you have steamed lamb?"

"Don't say it's true. Please keep coming."

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine flower, tripe, dried meat, sausage, assorted Su plate, smoked chicken tripe, steamed pork with eight treasures~~"

On the stage, Feng Zhaoyang delivered the lines clearly. As Yu Qian's apprentice, his basic skills had not been delayed at all.

In terms of solidity, he should be among the top disciples of Deyun.

"I'm just asking if you like these or not."

"Love to eat."

“Is it delicious or not?”

"good to eat."

“I need money.”

"No Money."

After the crosstalk performance, applause broke out and Feng Zhaoyang and Yang He bowed to the other two people.

I just bowed but haven't bowed completely yet.

Suddenly, Guo Fenyang pulled his hands away from the two of them and ran towards the stage without saying a word.

Children of this age like to be lively.

Running and showing up like this.

The applause that was originally intended for the actors was instantly given to Guo Fenyang.

When they saw him, fans of Deyun Society liked him very much and some even came over to give him gifts.

A lot of what was originally given to the actors was given to him.

Feng Zhaoyang and Yang Hetong had just bowed to their seats and had not yet stood up when they saw this scene out of the corner of their eyes.

After getting up, I saw the bustling theater and Guo Fenyang receiving gifts by the stage. How could I feel at ease?

They are both very smart people and would not blame a child.

But it did hit them a bit.

You come out in the middle of the performance, before they finish bowing, and you run out again. At least they will be happy if you wait until they finish bowing before coming out.

It's just a mess.

Fortunately, I didn’t make a fuss when the dishes were announced.

Otherwise, if he interrupted the crosstalk when it was just about Songhua Xiaoduer, the whole crosstalk would have been ruined in the theater.

But I didn't take it to heart.

It's really just one child.

He was still Teacher Guo's child, what could he say? If he asked him to leave immediately, it would seem that he was arguing with the child.

Wait till he gets some presents.

Feng Zhaoyang immediately brought back the atmosphere, and as soon as it was back, the audience ordered something.

For example, reciting the names of dishes backwards.

This is his masterpiece.

"As you all know, my master and I have performed a reverse reading of the menu in this small theater before, but that was just a short segment. Today we will perform a long segment."

Yang Hetong: "Sure, show off your kung fu."

Feng Zhaoyang was about to come over, and when he was about to come over, he glanced at Guo Fenyang and saw him holding a doll at the side of the stage. He guessed that he was busy and could focus on the performance.