Quack, quack, quack, quack!

In the side scene, when Qi Yuncheng was talking to Young Master.

Wang Hui's performance at the Celebrity Tea House ended, and there was a round of applause from the following.

The actors have nothing to do with each other, but the audience is not that big, and they won't hesitate to applaud as long as they like it.

Come down.

The host went up and continued the announcement.

The actor reported was none other than Mr. Li Shusheng.

His savings today.

When the accompanist teacher came up and he showed up again, the audience burst into applause.

But amid this huge movement.

Wang Hui came down and saw the child and the young master, and still respectfully shouted to the latter.

"Young Master, why are you standing here all the time? Go backstage and rest. I'll make you some tea."

Ma Zhiming smiled slightly and waved his hand, "No need, my legs and feet are pretty good. I can watch for a while. It seems that your skills have not deteriorated.

You are much better than when you were a teenager."

Mentioning my childhood.

Wang Hui could only answer with a smile. After all, the young master also came to support the drum performance held at the age of fourteen.

But after so many years, a lot of things have changed, and she can no longer specialize in folk art. Fortunately, she has children to pass it on.

"Thank you, Master! You can sit down, there are chairs here."

"No, don't worry about me. It's also good for me to stand. I can move my blood and I'll rest when I'm tired."

The young master continued to refuse politely, and at the same time, he and his wife were enjoying the Beijing-style drum performance sung by Li Shusheng.

It sounds good, of course it sounds good.

The audience was also very lively.

And the more lively it is, the more he likes it.

This is one of the reasons why I want to act with this kid Yuncheng.

After all, he was hospitalized due to illness before, so he was quiet enough and needed to move around, otherwise everyone would think that this old guy like him was going to die.

Perhaps thinking of this, the young master stood at the side curtain and felt itchy and couldn't stand any longer. He discussed with the host and found a time to go up and have a good chat with the audience.

When the audience saw this person, they were even more excited.

Even under such cheers and joy, Young Ma Ye was pushed to play a Beijing-style drum of the Bai style. His old man's voice could not sing high tunes, but his pitch and taste when singing made people feel comfortable and relaxed.

It sounds beautiful to people.

So the audience was happy to hear it, and the young master also had fun on the stage of the celebrity teahouse.

But when the elder two sang.

Wang Hui said from the side, "Yuncheng, it seems that you are in trouble."

"Well!" Qi Yuncheng naturally heard what the young master said, but he didn't care, "It's okay, thank you, Mistress, for worrying about me.

Since our ancestors all said that we should take a long-term view, then we should take a long-term view.

I'm not in a hurry.

Anyway, I like the big drum regardless of whether I am a disciple or not, and I will never fall behind."

"This is a good attitude."

Wang Hui felt happy all the time for Qi Yuncheng, who could call him his own child and so good.

But let me ask again, "Since things need to take things slowly, do you want to go back tonight, or in a few days?"

"I will attend Mr. Zhang's commemorative performance only the day after tomorrow, so when I go back tomorrow night, I mainly go to see Grandpa Jin. I haven't seen him for a long time. It's rare to have a good day here."

"Oops." Wang Hui felt uncomfortable for a while, "You are serious, I'm very happy, but I still have a lot of things to do here, and I don't have time to see Mr. Jin. I have to leave tonight, help me take care of him."

"no problem."

Qi Yuncheng nodded and understood his wife very well. She managed Deyun, Deyun's costumes and other things. It was not easy to come to the celebrity teahouse to sing a song today.

I just remembered something and let me know.

"Master's wife, my ancestor just said that he would come over to assist me in the National Day special performance."

"Ah? Real or fake?"

Wang Hui stared at the child with wide eyes, her cheeks showing a lot of joy.

If the older generation comes to visit Deyun, no one will be unhappy.

"You just told me." Qi Yuncheng immediately added happily.

"Okay! OK! I'll ask you carefully when the two elders come down."

After Wang Hui said this, she began to wait for the young master to come down with a little anticipation.

It doesn't take long either.

About twenty minutes or so.

The evening show at the Celebrity Teahouse began to end.

At the end of the show, several people chatted, and the topic of the National Day special became lively.

Of course.

The end of the theater means it's half past ten.

We talked until almost eleven o'clock.

Wang Hui and Qi Yuncheng yelled at the elders and left first.

The former is rushing back to Yanjing. She has something to do tomorrow morning and it will be too late to go back tomorrow.

Qi Yuncheng didn't need to, so he rented a room nearby to stay, and thought about whether to go and see Tianjing Little Theater.

After all, I haven’t been there much.

Just wait until the next day.

He rejected the idea of ​​going to Tianjing Little Theater because he saw that some staff were not allowing even audience members with children to enter, and he immediately lost his mind.

It is true that there are rules in general theaters that do not allow children to enter, and there is nothing wrong with it, but being in Deyun, he is somewhat indifferent to these heavenly rules.

So after dinner, I simply took the car to Mr. Jin’s library to have a look, hoping to take a chance and listen to Mr. Jin’s books.

Before he met his girlfriend Song Yi again, he was looking for old gentlemen everywhere in Yanjing.

I found it and listened to it for a day. If it is played continuously, it would be great. I will listen to it all the time.

This is also the reason why my master and uncle told me not to go out and walk around, but always in the theater.

However, Mr. Jin is getting older, and even after looking at various theater water signs, his name is not written on them.

So after buying some things, I went all the way to Rongji Street in Heping District.

This address is the old man's address.

If I don’t perform, I can only recuperate at home.

But after ringing the doorbell.

It was another familiar face who came over.

It is impossible for Qi Yuncheng not to know him.

Liang Hongda.

He is also known as Lao Liang.

He is also Mr. Jin Wensheng’s apprentice and his master’s senior brother.

As for the relationship, it's not bad. In the early years, he also listened to the crosstalk at Guo Degang's Chinese New Year, and he also supported Deyun during the interview.

"Uncle Liang!!"

Qi Yuncheng quickly shouted first.

Liang Hongda's square face suddenly showed a funny expression, and he pushed up his glasses, "Lao Guo's apprentice? Why are you here?"

Come on in.

Master, look who is coming."

Jin Wensheng was sitting on a chair in the living room. When he turned his head and saw Qi Yuncheng, his eyes narrowed with laughter.

"Well, the wind has brought you here, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

The old man was happy, but when Qi Yuncheng saw his state, his heart felt inexplicably. It shouldn't have been long ago.
To be continued...