Watching the child ride back in the car!

Wang Hui and Guo Degang chatted for a few words at the gate of Guqu Club, all of which were about their liking for Yuncheng. It has been almost seventeen years since then.

So many things have changed in seventeen years.

The old gentlemen passed away one after another, and it felt like things were changing. Fortunately, the children grew up one by one.

Yuncheng has reached a point they had never imagined.

It's incredible if you think about it carefully, because when he came, he had nothing but himself.

Such children's level of effort is unmatched by their peers.

I'm afraid Mr. Zhang grasped this point when he had such an idea.

But there won’t be much delay.

It's late now, and before the children left, there were already many people in the drum club gone.

Different young people and older actors will leave immediately to go back to rest after the performance. Of course, there is always a special car to transport Deyun back and forth.

I am afraid that something will go wrong on the road, but as I get older, if there is no problem on the road, I will inevitably encounter something in daily life.

"Let's go and see the old man again. If the old man doesn't know what's going on here, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep."

Wang Hui turned around and prepared to pack up and leave, and went backstage to take the expensive designer bags. With her identity and status, she could afford them. She even planned to give some to Xiao Song's daughter at the annual party.

But I just got the bag.

Suddenly there was a call on my cell phone. When I saw who it was, I was a little surprised. The old lady was not even asleep yet.

"Hey! Are you still awake? It's almost eleven o'clock!"

"Xiao Huier, let me ask you something."

"You say."

"Has Yuncheng come to Tianjing? Why didn't he answer my call?"

The speaker was none other than Mr. Zhang Yali, who had recently taken leave. He was also over 70. Logically speaking, 70s were rare in ancient times, and having just a few of them in a theater was already a big deal.

The Drum Music Club is almost like this.

"Yuncheng came to Tianjing, but my master was ill, so he had to take over for me and sang three times in a row! The child is tired, so he may be sleeping in the car on the way back, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Yali understood instantly and felt relieved, "No! I just heard about the replacement, so I called my child to ask, but when I didn't answer, I thought it was a big deal.

This puts me at ease.

It’s not easy to sing three performances in a row.”

"you do not say!"

Wang Hui said with a slightly proud tone, a drum song lasts an average of 20 minutes, and if you sing three songs, it takes an hour. How can you not be tired?

Human beings are made of flesh, not iron.

Even if the iron is beaten too much, it will still bend.

And I was also happy that the old lady called me. It seemed that their hearts were together.

But the topic did not end here. Wang Hui asked with a joyful tone, "When the Deyun Drum Club starts classes, can you come? There are many students."

"Of course I can come. I accidentally sprained my foot at home recently, otherwise I wouldn't have been absent."

"Please pay more attention to rest."

"I know that your body is your capital, especially at my age." Zhang Yali said in a very soft voice, and at the same time she thought of something and praised her.

"There are a lot of good kids in Deyun! I remember I was waiting for the car to pick me up after the performance. As soon as the car came, I got up to leave. But a group of kids backstage got up to see them off. Oh, I was really shocked at that time.

.

I haven't seen this scene before.

After I went out, there were still many young people asking me for autographs. I am very happy now and I hope to come back to perform when I feel better soon."

"Well, we will come to pick you up then." Wang Hui felt very happy. As for this kind of scene, it is a kind of rule, but it is not a rule at all, because it has become the consciousness in their bones.

Not remembering it all the time is just instinctive respect.

"Speaking of which, Teacher Wen Aiyun still has a board in her hand! She wants to pass on this board, but she is always afraid that there will be no successor. I like this kid Yuncheng, maybe he can inherit this Henan pendant!

It’s absolutely fine according to his voice.”

"Okay, I'll talk to Yuncheng later."

"Then I have nothing to say. You all should go to bed early. It's quite late."

"You too! Take care of yourself!"

The phone hangs up!

Wang Hui stood there stunned for a few seconds. Now it was not only she and Guo Degang who were thinking about the child, but all the old gentlemen were like this. They were all thinking about him alone.

Isn't this a gratifying situation?

Therefore, we need to run the drum music club better and provide a platform for teachers and people in this industry.

Especially the old gentlemen, there is no place for heroes, I am talking about them.

You must know that they will learn a lot when they are young.

Because at that time, there were many masters and there was prosperity, a student might receive guidance from countless teachers. Unfortunately, after the decline, there was really no place to perform.

Fortunately, Drum Music Club can make up for it a little bit.

As for Yuncheng now, he might really be asleep, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped answering the phone.

I also hope he has a good rest, he will be busy in the future.

Time flies.

On the next day, Qi Yuncheng got up from home and lived his daily life as usual. He fell asleep and did not answer the phone call from his husband.

When I got home, I saw him but didn't come back. I fell asleep for fear of being disturbed.

So I just went back to the past, and there wasn’t much going on. I mainly talked about Mr. Wen Aiyun’s board problems, and I wanted him to learn from them and continue.

But surprisingly, he had no idea in this regard.

It’s not that he only learns Jingyun drums. He can also learn pendants, but he can’t just focus on himself.

He is just a person.

When the student class opens, there will still be many outstanding students, enough for gentlemen to choose from.

As the saying goes, a single beautiful branch is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming is not spring!

I dare not say whether the return to the previous prosperous era can start a prairie fire by leaving at least a spark, that will depend on the efforts of future generations.

Just after finishing the phone call with Mr. Zhang Yali, Qi Yuncheng heard the loud laughter of a little girl, with a loud voice.

When I looked over, I found that the mother had been chasing her and playing games.

When they caught up, the little girl was held in her arms and her voice became even louder, and then the two of them started eating together.

Seeing them eating again, Qi Yuncheng wondered if he had eaten breakfast just half an hour ago.

These two losers.

"Husband, Master's birthday is coming soon, and the python robe should be given away then."

"Um!"

"Then send it quickly, it's too expensive. I've been worried about whether it will go bad for several months." Song Yi said as he put his daughter on his lap and peeled the kiwi fruit for her.

"There's no way this thing could go bad. I think you're looking forward to the birthday banquet."

"Hehe, you still understand me. Tianjin food is delicious! By the way, isn't there a lottery at the annual meeting? This time, I have to do it."

Thinking back to the last scene, Qi Yuncheng frowned, "You don't know your luck? It's too bad. The red envelope was given to you by the mistress because she felt sorry for you."

"That won't work. You can even draw a car. I want to draw a good one this time, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to do it."

After finishing peeling the kiwi, Xixi wanted to stretch out her little hand to take it to eat, but Song Yi stuffed it into her mouth very smoothly, and the little guy almost cried.

"My, my!"

Song Yi only realized that this was for his daughter. He laughed so hard that he took the remaining half.

"anything else?"

"No! Be nice!"

"Okay, I'll peel it off again for you."

The last half was stuffed into his mouth, and Song Yi puffed up his cheeks and began to peel it off. Xi Xi kept staring at it while peeling it, fearing that she would be snatched to eat it again.

He was on tenterhooks, and his slightly aggrieved expression seemed to say that this mom at the stall had enough, and was robbing her of food every day.

After peeling it off, Xixi took it with her little hands, jumped off her mother's lap, and ran to her father.

"What? Are you still afraid that I'll eat it for you?" Song Yi turned around and asked.
To be continued...