I hope you will take it one step at a time and reach the highest level. By then you will have enough ability to support yourself. The art of folk music needs to be accumulated. You also know how many years your master has accumulated.

Then it became a blockbuster and now it is.

But how long have you been your apprentice?

Especially you who are quite special.

After all, I’m also betting.”

"Betting?" At this time, Qi Yuncheng didn't understand what his grandfather wanted to express.

"Because folk art has a long history, you can think of it as a long river, which has been supported by countless gentlemen and seniors until it continues to this day.

But even so, a lot of things have been lost.

I'm very happy that it happened just right, and at the beginning I also gave it the words "Yunhe Jiuxiao" and "Dragon Soaring All Over the World", so that more people can get in touch with and learn from it.

But I know that people will grow old one day.

The same goes for your master, so once he gets old, he will be gone one day. Who will come next? Jin Zi, Xiaowei and the others can't do it!

I only regard folk art as a profit.

Learning art is hard, and you need to learn to endure loneliness, especially for talented actors.

So the two of them may attract some audiences, but they will never experience the psychology of Qianquyi. When Qianquyi enters this field, ability is one thing.

The most important thing is to maintain your own mind, and there is a long way to go.

When you understand this, you will feel that you love this industry so deeply that you will desperately want to do something for it."

"Grandpa, I don't understand." Qi Yuncheng said in a low voice, but it was indeed true. It is difficult for a person to share what he loves with another person, because the other person cannot feel it because the heart is different.

The child's words were unexpected by Zhang Wenshun. For a teenage child to understand this, it is simply a dream.

But I still like this kid.

From the moment he entered Deyun, he showed that he was golden, and Xiaowei had a little more, which was not only reflected in the folk art, but also in the heart of loving the folk art.

"You are still too young now, so you may not be able to realize it. Maybe you can when you are a little older, study hard and settle down for a while.

My child, your talent is the best.

You must be the one who gets to the end. Your grandpa, I dare to give you this guarantee, but you may have to endure it and study hard before.

Folk art has never lacked popular actors. What it lacks are actors who love folk art and actors who can keep going."

"I will, I will always perform and learn at Deyun's small theater, whether it is five years or ten years!"

"Okay! If one day you open a big show, I will definitely come back to see you. My body is very weak now, and I don't know if I can wait until that day.

But even if I am gone, I will come over to see you in my dream, after all, my child is going to be successful!"

"Harm!" Qi Yuncheng smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, please stop joking, you are in good health! There is a performance tonight? Now that the meeting is over, you have to get ready!"

"Get ready! I will watch you carefully in this theater! It's just that you have also suffered, my child, and you have been able to perform and study silently in the past few years!

There’s been a lot of progress! I’ve watched it all!”

"Where did I suffer? I don't know what you are talking about, grandpa."

Qi Yuncheng didn't understand this sentence at all, so he stood up and moved his body in preparation for today's Tianqiao Music Theater performance.

Today is Friday, so there will definitely be a lot of visitors.

In the past, there were so many spectators that the iron gate of Tianqiao Music was broken down, and even the lady selling tickets was forced to go to the toilet.

Just the moment I got up.

As soon as Qi Yuncheng opened his eyes, Huang Liang woke up from a dream!

"Eh?"

Making a strange sound, Qi Yuncheng got up from the empty bed and subconsciously grasped his fingers, but he didn't grasp anything or catch anything.

In the next second, he understood that what he just had was a dream.

After realizing this thing, he felt a little itchy on his face. He didn't know if his daughter had played a prank on his face, but he subconsciously scratched it and found that his index finger was a little wet.

Those were tears one after another.

After touching this thing, he was very surprised, to a certain extent, because he did not understand that tears could come out on their own.

I never thought about crying.

Qi Yuncheng sat on the bed and froze alone for a long time. During this process, he did nothing but thought about Grandpa Zhang's words bit by bit.

Because, because in my memory, I have never said this sentence.

That is to say...

Qi Yuncheng suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, but he smiled again after a while.

He knew that dreaming was something he thought about every day and dreamed about at night. If he thought about it before going to bed, he might have dreamed it while he was dreaming, but at the moment he would rather be more superstitious.

That's right, it's the old man's dream.

When I think about it, I feel ecstatic for a moment, because I feel happy when I see myself yesterday.

"dad!"

I was in a daze when suddenly a little guy rushed in and rushed to the bed, followed by a dog.

"What's wrong, girl?"

"Daddy is such a slacker! Xixi doesn't even sleep so late!"

"What about me? Then you are a little ricer. Why don't you like to eat?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's time to eat!"

"time to eat?"

Leng Buding Qi Yuncheng got out of bed and took a look at the time. Well, it was already 12 noon. He had slept for so long, but the content of his dream was only a few minutes.

"No! Eat? Did your mother cook it?"

"Sister Lanlan made it!"

"Then no wonder you're so happy! I'll go see what you've done!"

After getting up and putting on his clothes, Qi Yuncheng saw two familiar faces.

He has his own wife and his own apprentice.

As for his apprentice, he can only see her from time to time because she has to go to high school and it is difficult to see her from Monday to Friday. He can only come here during holidays.

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At first glance, I found that the food was indeed very rich.

But when Song Yi saw her husband, she wondered, "You slept too much, your eyes are swollen."

"You don't even know how long it will take for me to come back. Xixi brought the rice and prepared it for herself."

"good!"

When she heard her father shouting, Xixi ran to the side to find her own rice bag. She was very happy because there was something delicious.

While waiting for the food to be served, Song Yi suddenly said, "Husband!"

"What's wrong?"

"You are on the hot search!"

"Yeah?"

This was expected by Qi Yuncheng. The opening scene had already received a lot of attention, and it was nothing new to be trending.

But he still picked up the phone and took a look. He was happy at this sight.

If it was just a hot search, he would actually not be happy. It was just a meager way to attract traffic, and there was nothing to be proud of.

Why I'm happy now is that I'm not the only one on the hot searches.

And drum music!

The third most popular search!

It is clearly written!

[Qi Yuncheng’s special performance was a success for nearly 20,000 people, and his drum music was unexpectedly well received!]

The second half looks really good, so maybe someone will pay attention to Drum Music because of this and go see their performance this time.

Then the performance arranged will not be in vain.

I just found out that there were still a few missed calls, so I became a little anxious. This is the call from Master.

But just as he was about to hit you, Song Yi stopped and said, "It's okay, I'll hit you all! It's not a big deal, the master said to wait until you are asleep before hitting you."

Now eat well."

"Really? Let's talk about it later."
To be continued...