"It's almost time. Let's go to Tianjing to pick up the young master. Yuncheng, have you changed your clothes?"

The National Day special performance.

In the rose garden, Wang Hui shouted at home.

The next second, Qi Yuncheng came out wearing the clothes bought by his wife. He really didn't want to change. He would have just worn something normal, not to mention that the whole body cost thousands of yuan.

"Hmm!"

Holding the child's arms, Wang Hui kept looking at him, "He is indeed better than your master. He looks ugly no matter what he wears.

You look good no matter what you wear.

It’s no shame about the price of the clothes.”

Guo De just sat on the sofa in the living room and was lying on his face. "Don't take me with you if you praise the child. Have you packed it? If you pack it, hurry up and leave. There will be a delay on the way."

Letting go of the child, Wang Hui nodded and picked up his bag at the same time, "Let's go, let's go, Mr. Hou has been waiting in the car for a long time."

"He's playing games in the driver's seat right now, keeping us busy for as long as he wants."

Wang Hui smiled slightly. He knew the character of the Marquis. Without saying a word, he asked Dalin to look after the house and immediately took the child to the car.

When Hou Zhen saw someone in the car, he paused even if he was playing games. He still knew how important it was to pick up the young master.

Can't get out of the basket.

Of course, he was playing a single-player game, and if he was playing online, he would probably still make them wait for a minute or two.

Not much time.

The car started, and a group of them set off to Tianjing at two o'clock in the afternoon.

When we arrived at Tianjing, we met Young Master.

They did not set off immediately, but chatted about many things.

After all, all their elders are worrying a lot about this children's special event and are taking the lead hand in hand.

But I also know that time is precious.

After chatting for a while, we drove to Beizhan, Yanjing.

But no matter how fast you go, the round trip journey cannot be reduced.

It takes four hours to go back and forth.

So when we arrived and finished our meal, the sky was already very dark.

And when the young master arrived at the gate of Beizhan, not to mention how many media and audiences were surrounding him, the actors and other people from Deyun today all came out to greet him.

A huge crowd, dozens of people.

"It's a lively day today. I never thought there would be so many people here. There are probably more people than there are seats."

After Qi Yuncheng opened the car door to pick people up, the young master, dressed in simple clothes, stood at the gate and looked at the groups of people outside.

I have some emotions.

There are indeed too many. Looking around, almost every sight is filled with people.

It stretches endlessly like a green belt.

Not to mention the restlessness.

Guo Degang said happily from the side, "It's all thanks to the support from the audience and friends. It seems that the children need to work harder tonight."

Ma Zhiming didn't think much about it, but looked at the child, "I really didn't expect it to be so lively today. My child, don't put any pressure on me.

Just express yourself well."

"Hey, okay."

After saying a few words to the people around him, the young master suddenly heard someone calling him and saying that he liked his cross talk. He immediately put his hands together and thanked him immediately.

At the same time, he also said some kind words to his children, paid more attention to them and said the business was good, etc. Qi Yuncheng stood aside and could only listen silently.

But it didn’t take long, as the audience kept taking pictures.

Dozens of them went to the backstage of the Beijing Exhibition together.

The moment you arrive.

Everyone respects Young Master from the bottom of their hearts. The juniors hardly dare to speak loudly, while Guo Degang and others behave completely like students.

When the old man said something, they listened attentively and nodded constantly.

It’s not just them either.

Assistant actors Kong Yunlong, Gao Feng and Deyun's disciple's master Xie Jing were also watching.

In addition, Luan Yunping was not the only one who measured work today. He was in charge of the first session, and Qi Yuncheng and his uncle Yu Qian were in charge of the second session.

Then the final savings are made, and the young master’s work is measured.

Just after coming here.

There is still half an hour left, and it is impossible for those media friends Guo De just met to miss such a good interview opportunity.

Come over immediately and ask for advice.

Try to do a half-hour interview.

After all, it’s about to start.

Ma Zhiming naturally had no objections, and it was not the first time, so he followed Guo Degang and Yu Qian for an interview.

"Hello, Young Master, is this your first time coming to Deyun?"

"No, I've been here once before, and I even went on Deyun's stage, but that was a long time ago."

Guo Degang nodded while listening, and responded with a smile, "You came here once in 2006, and you even spoke on stage during the special performance at Tianjing Grand Theater."

"Look, I just said that I remember it well." The young master nodded repeatedly, looking a little certain.

The reporter also nodded with a smile and asked another question, "Now it is said on the Internet that you came here because you were invited by Teacher Guo and others to praise the children.

It also feels like a bit of a compliment.

I don’t know what you think.”

As a reporter, the media naturally has to focus on the hottest topics at the moment, and besides, it’s not too sensitive, so I asked.

But the young master shook his head, "I came here voluntarily. How about seeing the child? I'll measure the work. How can I call it a compliment?

In this case, call the child over.

When the time comes, you will know whether you are willing to support me or not, just see what you can do.”

"Okay!

”

Guo Degang and Yu Qian agreed almost at the same time, and then waved to call Qi Yuncheng over. Not counting calls, Qi Yuncheng was standing two or three meters away from them.

It’s only a few steps away.

But when I heard their conversation, my heart still skipped a beat. Good guy, the young master sounded confident in himself.

But you have to speak quickly and then chat along with the interview.

It's just that when he goes, the actors around the backstage can't help but look at them. Now they are the protagonists.

Therefore, Gao Feng, Kong Yunlong, Luan Yunping and other actors also silently watched the interview.

But there are not only veteran actors like them backstage at this moment, there are still students from the youth team, arranged by Gao Feng.

The young master is here, and it is good to let these children see the world. After all, they were once his students, so they have to take care of them.

Naturally, these students who came to see the world did not dare to be idle, serving tea and water, cleaning, and standing by ready to respond to the elders' words.

This is what they should do.

So everyone is very peaceful.

But Liu Jia among the students, also known as Liu Xiaoting in later generations, had a problem.

The problem is how should I call people? There are too many actors here today that I’m meeting for the first time.

There are a lot of uncles, and there are even more grandfathers, not to mention the young master. It is not enough for him to call him ancestor, and he has to go one generation higher.

Of course, he knows almost all of these, and Young Master has known about them since he came into contact with cross talk.

But there were some people in Deyun that he really didn't understand, after all, he had only been in Deyun not long ago.

Among them, I saw a relatively tall actor, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall. It was the first time I saw him, but I also knew that his name was Xie Jing, and he could definitely be called the ancestor.

But he is so young, and he has been hung on the wall so early?

A bit inappropriate.

So after having some doubts, he started to lean towards the familiar Teacher Gao.

"Teacher Gao, can I ask you a question?"
To be continued...