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

"That's it, Xiao Luan, Lao Gao, you guys should go to bed early and have a few teams come over for a meeting tomorrow."

"Okay Master."

Big night.

Luan Yunping stayed at her master's house for a while, and during that time she talked almost entirely about the adjustment and reorganization of Deyun Society.

They have to make changes now.

The biggest change is to focus on business.

But when she left the villa gate at half past ten, Luan Yunping made up her mind to leave.

No matter how much you respect your master and mistress, and no matter how much you can't leave them, you can't bear to watch them train a young master who knows nothing.

Even if this young boss knows nothing, he won't say anything. But he really gets into trouble. Wasn't Dahua squeezed out by him?

Pouring tea on his gown is even more confusing than when Shaobing was a child.

When Shaobing was a child, he was purely curious and did things without considering the consequences. For example, when he went to get a bench for Deyun Club without asking others, he could only be scolded for being brainless and impolite. At least he should say hello to others, but he did not have any bad intentions.

When he quarrels or fights with others, it is always the others who provoke him first, and then he fights back 100%.

But is this the case with Guo Fenyang? No.

There is also a state of revenge.

He was thinking about how to trick He Jiuhua for not buying him a hamburger.

After finding her car, Luan Yunping turned on the navigation and prepared to go home. When she soon arrived at a traffic light, she couldn't help but check the updates of Huilin Society.

Since Shaobing became the vice president, there has been no trouble in Huilinshe.

This means that the sesame cake is at least okay.

Unlike when I was a child, I am ignorant and get into trouble everywhere.

"Maybe I should take a look too?"

Luan Yunping thought that Shaobing, a small gangster from Northeast China, could change for the better, so Guo Fenyang might be able to change as well.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, I want to give it a chance and see what Guo Fenyang will do.

After all, there is such an example of Shaobing.

But suddenly I felt that it was not possible.

No matter how bad Shaobing was as a child, he was taken care of by his master and his mistress. Even if his master and his mistress didn't take care of him, his parents did.

He was the first one to invite parents to learn crosstalk. Many times, his fellow apprentices saw his parents coming to discipline him.

But Guo Fenyang was not capable of such discipline.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that. There's still more than a year left anyway..."

Luan Yunping felt hopeless. After the traffic light turned red, she drove home to prepare for the meeting the next day.

On the other hand, Guo Qilin was also looking forward to the changes after a year, and in the evening he would video chat with his fellow apprentices to discuss the implementation of some plans.

Deyun Society has changed, and they must change as well.

Making Huilinshe extremely popular is everyone’s goal and motivation.

The most motivated person here is Lang Heyan. He came here for his career and really wants to work hard with everyone.

"No more talking, go to bed early. Come to the meeting tomorrow. There are still some problems with the rules and regulations we thought of before. Come and talk about how to do it best."

"In fact, these problems are not really problems. Just by following these measures, small theater actors will be protected again."

Feng Zhaoyang said while taking care of his children at home that he was very happy. The treatment he received at Huilin Society was much better than that at Deyun Society.

The same goes for Shaobing and others. It is obvious that rules and regulations are conducive to increasing the income of small theaters.

It's not like the Deyun Society in the past, where some low-level actors had to perform and work part-time to make a living.

You can concentrate on the small theater.

Then one after another, they hung up the group video call.

The video call was terminated.

Guo Qilin stretched at home. Huilinshe was undoubtedly developing in a bigger trend. By the next year, everyone's resources would continue to be provided.

But now he was alone, and the quiet atmosphere made him a little uncomfortable.

Not to mention He He sleeping, even if my wife is at home, the house will never be quiet. She will definitely be watching some cooking videos late at night.

Unfortunately, he has been overseas for several months and has not returned. Even if he wants to call his wife, it is already late at night there and he cannot disturb her rest. The consecutive concerts are a test of her physical strength.

Forget it, I might as well go to bed early like my daughter.

In order to avoid having dark circles under her eyes, my daughter went to bed early today. She was already afraid of having dark circles under her eyes again.

Turn off the lights.

The father and daughter sleep together. Ever since her mother left, she always comes over and takes over the big bed.

"Dad~"

He He seemed to be half awake in bed, and asked hesitantly, "I don't think I have dark circles under my eyes."

"No, no, no, just sleep well and eat well, it won't happen again in your lifetime."

After saying this, the little girl fell asleep after a few seconds.

After sleeping until the next day, the father and daughter each had something to do, one went to school and the other went to a meeting.

I was busy until evening.

It was evening in Yanjing, and it was ten o'clock in the evening for Deng Ziqi overseas, which was the time when the concert was about to end.

After the concert, she had consumed a lot of energy and was starting to feel hungry.

When I’m hungry, I can’t help but think of the dishes my husband cooks.

I haven't eaten it for several months and I miss it so much. The food abroad is not good, there are only a few kinds of food, not fragrant at all, and not very good with rice.

Now her and her sister's appetite has been developed to the types of food in Yanjing and Tianjin.

I rarely come into contact with Hong Kong cuisine.

Take a deep breath.

After singing a song, Deng Ziqi strolled across the wide stage, with fifty to sixty thousand fans holding glow sticks below the stage.

These fifty or sixty thousand fans cheered for her all night long.

"Time flies. We have to say goodbye tonight. What song should we sing for the last time?"

“The Sky’s the Limit.”

"I Like You."

""Foam"."

She was very satisfied with the response from the audience, and the next second she took the microphone and shouted at the top of her voice, "No, you guessed wrong! Let's sing this song next!"

A melody emerges.

The concert venue of 60,000 people shook in unison, and the cheers were like a tsunami, hitting the stage layer by layer.

Just because the song is called "Love is Simple".

Song by Guo Qilin.

Guo Qilin's songs are very popular and many people have covered them. Since they have all covered them, how could Deng Ziqi not have covered them?

Among her covers, her version is equally eye-catching and well-liked.

“I forgot how it started~

Maybe I have a feeling for you.

Suddenly I found myself deeply in love with you~

It’s really simple.

Love is dark, it doesn't matter~

......"

On the stage, Deng Ziqi was singing, and just after singing a few lines, a surge of emotion surged through her body.

Singing it again, I understand again how well my husband writes the lyrics.

Yes, the word love can make people hysterical, just like what he wrote, love is so deep that it doesn’t matter anymore.

Thinking of this, the faces of her husband and daughter appeared, immersing her in a feeling of happiness.

She hadn't been back to see her husband and daughter for a long time and missed them so much. Thinking of this, a tearful person couldn't hide her emotions at all.

The tears and the slight crying tone were all exposed.

The fans noticed Jie Jie's emotions and waved their light sticks quietly together.

By the time the song was over, the place was flooded with cheers.

Many people shouted to work overtime, wanting to hear one more song.

When Deng Ziqi heard the talk about working overtime, he put one hand on his waist and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, in response to your enthusiasm, I will work overtime today (super loud)!"

"Oh~~"

The song ended with "Boundless Oceans and Vast Skies". In the playlist he submitted for approval, Deng Ziqi always played a few Cantonese songs.

This is what she would have liked.

After the song was finished, she had to end the concert amid the cheers of her fans, and then walked towards the lounge step by step, surrounded by the staff.

When we got to the lounge, my sister followed closely beside me.

Bring her tea and water, and bring her delicious food.

Deng Ziqi was not so excited when he saw the delicious food. He was already very hungry and did not have much appetite for the time being.

Steaks and lamb chops from abroad are not as delicious as the ones my husband cooks.

It's the same food for a few months. I'm tired of it.

Not to mention my husband, even in China there are as many different kinds of food as there are provinces, and it’s completely different here.

Sameness.

"Put it aside for now. Let me see what your brother-in-law and the others are doing."

After taking a sip of water, Deng Ziqi video-called her husband at home.

It was five or six o'clock at home and I had finished my meal. But after dinner, I still found my husband standing next to the pot waiting for something. From time to time, I could hear a sizzling sound, as if something was frying.

The girl and bread stood by, watching intently.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Your daughter insisted on eating fried meatballs, so I'll fry her some vegetarian meatballs first. He He, hold the phone."

"it is good."

When it came to the little girl's phone, the camera's line of sight was obviously several degrees lower.

The ingredients for fried vegetarian meatballs are relatively simple.

They are green vegetables, carrots, cabbage, mushrooms, and starch.

Even though it's a vegetable, it tastes delicious.

"In the words of our master, eating the fried vegetarian meatballs while they are still hot is the real way to do it."

Guo Qilin said as he threw the vegetarian meatballs into the pot, one after another, and scooped them out when they were fried.

Just after one or two were picked up, He He, who was holding a mobile phone, started to move. He stretched out his little hands to reach for them, wanting to eat them quickly.

"Hey, did you really listen to me? You're just a kid with delicate hands, so don't force it. Go get your little fork."

He He suddenly put down his phone and went to get a fork.

She held the fork and pressed the screen of her mobile phone against the stove. Her vision was completely dark. Deng Ziqi and Deng Yiling were speechless. She was only thinking about eating. She ignored them and they were still watching.

When I recovered, I saw the little girl starting to eat one after another.

My father would eat one or two of the fried cakes he made. Now that I have grown up, my eating speed is no longer what it used to be.

"Eat slowly, it's hot, blow on it before you put it in your mouth."

The little girl was enjoying the food while blowing it.

This thing tastes best when eaten hot. Along with the heat, the aroma of the fried vegetables inside can also be stimulated.

Deng Ziqi was extremely envious when he saw his daughter eating non-stop and finally ignoring the fork and just eating.

Sometimes the delicious food from abroad is not as good as a fried meatball.

"I want to eat it too. He He, save some for mom. I want to eat it so much." Deng Ziqi saw the fried meatballs constantly going into his daughter's mouth and couldn't help but want to stop her.

He He turned the camera and said, "Mom, come back. I'll make it for you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to do it for me."

"Dad, teach me now."

After eating another meatball, the little girl moved closer to take a look and reached out to take another one. The one she took seemed a little hot, so she quickly threw it back and restarted the fork.

People cannot be taught by people, but they can be taught by things once.

Guo Qilin smacked his lips and said he didn't even want to talk about his daughter.

But that cute way of eating while blowing the food.

This aroused the appetite of Deng Ziqi and Deng Yiling.

"Brother-in-law, aren't meatballs round? Don't they have to be round?"

“You don’t have to make it into a round shape, just grab it and fry it. The shredded radish and cabbage on the edges will be even crispier. It’s different from ordinary round meatballs. Although it looks a bit messy, it tastes good.”

"A mess of meatballs." He He was eating happily and her little mouth never stopped talking, so she added this sentence deliberately.

"Yes, a mess of meatballs. When you come back, I'll fry them for you to see if they taste good."

"You guys keep busy, we have to eat too."

Deng Ziqi had to turn off the video. If he didn't, his obsession with eating would become stronger. He could only eat something simple to deal with it.

Halfway through the meal, I realized that the steak and lamb chops were not as delicious as what my husband had fried just now. I was too curious about the taste.

My husband was very busy before, so he rarely fried food on purpose.

"Sister, what should I do? I want to eat."

After taking a few bites of the steak, the elder sister looked at her younger sister, Deng Yiling, who was unable to say a word.

My sister wants to eat it, she also wants to eat it.

Without saying anything more, he went out of the lounge, stood in the corridor, and called his brother-in-law with his mobile phone.

Guo Qilin had almost finished frying them. He originally wanted to fry a full plate, but the little girl and the bread ate quite a lot. The key point was that during the frying process, the supply was almost insufficient to meet the demand.

It was as if they were rushing to serve food on an assembly line, and finally half a plate was left.

I had just come out and put down the plate when I suddenly received a call from my sister.

"Brother-in-law."

"Sister? What's wrong?"

"Brother-in-law, please teach me. I will make one for my sister later."

Guo Qilin knew that the younger sister doted on the older sister.

"Why do I need to teach you this? Just do it casually."

"What materials are used?"

"You can buy it if you like."

Guo Qilin briefly explained it to his sister, and after she understood, Deng Yiling went back to the lounge to watch her sister continue eating.

After dinner, the two sisters couldn't leave as there were many things to do after the concert. After everything was done, it was one in the morning before the two sisters finally returned to the hotel.

As soon as he returned to the hotel, Deng Ziqi lay on the bed exhausted.

What He He had eaten just now kept circling in her mind.

Once a foodie has her heart set on something, no matter how delicious other things are, they won’t be able to cover it up. It’s a pity that she won’t be able to return home for another half a month.

She hasn't been able to eat her husband's cooking for four months.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, Deng Ziqi lazily got up from the bed and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, he found it was his sister, holding something in her hand.

"Sister, do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Deng Ziqi bit her lips tightly, deeply moved. There were so many people around her who loved her.

"doing what?"

"My brother-in-law did it just now. I asked my brother-in-law."

The hotel they stayed in allowed cooking, and for the sake of comfort, Deng Ziqi usually chose to stay in such a place.

Deng Yiling started to get busy after lighting the fire to cook, preparing to fry some food for her sister.

I still have a concert to perform here for a few days, so I have to take good care of my sister.

But then again, she had yet to try frying her own meatballs like her brother-in-law’s.

Her brother-in-law always talks about some etiquette, but she doesn't know what it is, so she just follows his lead.