As a junior, I must take root in folk art.

So finally, let the children sing another big drum.

Please ask the band teachers to work overtime."

"Okay, come on!"

Ma Zhiming is very happy. He likes drum music.

When Qi Yuncheng heard this, he didn't need to say much and asked the staff to prepare some things. As for Ban'er, he didn't dare to use the Ban'er given by Ma Laozu.

Although the things are not broken and are well-kept, it is hard to give up. Things that are decades old can be collected.

Wait until everything is ready.

Only Qi Yuncheng was left in the center of the stage.

One hand holds the board and the other hand holds the drum shuttlecock and plays the drum set.

Not much time.

The appearance of beautiful singing made everyone fall into another burst of appreciation tonight.

"The grass and trees in Mengxia Garden are long, and the towers are reflected in the pond~~

Daiyu returned to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, feeling ill and unable to get out of bed~~

I don’t take medicine, I don’t use ginseng, I don’t eat rice, I don’t even taste porridge~~

During the day, I am obsessed with love and tiredness, and at night I am sleepless and resentful~~"

…

Singing "Crying Daiyu", familiar words and familiar melody.

The characteristic of the Bai Pai Jingyun drum is that it interprets lyrical and tragic tunes well.

For example, the jokes about Dream of Red Mansions, Baoyu Exploring Qingwen, Crying for Daiyu, and Meng Jiangnu are all classic repertoire of the Bai School.

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The key point is that Qi Yuncheng's own drumming talent is also close to this aspect, so it is indeed very good for him to learn the Bai Pai from the beginning.

So a drum song marked the complete end and successful conclusion of today's performance in the Tianjin Auditorium.

Finished singing.

All media came over, including the audience who gave gifts.

Today, the audience was told not to send gifts during the performance, so as not to interrupt the performance and delay it too much, but it is over now, so flowers were sent one by one.

For this reason, the young master was frightened and was given a lot of flowers.

Who knows that the audience coming today is more of a German audience, whose enthusiasm cannot be resisted.

Not to mention now, even during normal days of the Drum Music Club, they are waiting for the old gentleman outside and are very active in asking for his autograph.

At the same time, it can be seen that there are still more young viewers.

And it’s not that there are no old viewers. These old viewers have nothing to say.

After watching for several hours, Qi Yuncheng's hard work and quality were exactly as the young master said, and he had a good idea.

Wait until he finally steps down.

A group of people were interviewed backstage.

Several media outlets are here.

The news about the success of today's performance will probably get a lot of exposure the next day. If it were placed in the past few decades, it would definitely be the front page of the news.

This was the case at the time of the Deyun Fire.

Regardless of newspapers in Tianjin or entertainment newspapers in Yanjing, Guo Degang appears constantly.

Even if you get into a taxi, it will definitely be Guo Degang's cross talk.

That's how hot it is.

Nowadays, there is no need for the old-fashioned way of spreading news like newspapers. Whether an actor is popular or not can be known by looking online.

It's just that these are not things that Qi Yuncheng can pay attention to. He will be interviewed for a while and then send the old gentlemen home.

These people are finally leaving here.

But it's already getting late.

Twelve o'clock midnight.

"Today is really tiring."

At this moment, the backstage was not as lively as before. Only Guo Degang, Yu Qian, Qi Yuncheng and a few of Deyun's assistants were left.

Compared with the bustle and the constant sound of people backstage before, it seemed that some people were just having fun.

But the excitement of completing the performance has not diminished.

After performing drum music, storytelling, and cross talk, Qi Yuncheng is now indeed the number one among his disciples.

Not to mention the disciples, not even the master is like this.

After all, Guo Degang has almost never performed drum music seriously on stage. He usually sings it when talking about cross talk.

So the apprentice can do what the master cannot do.

I think it's pretty good.

Yuncheng played drums and played drums, and Tao Yang could also sing opera. The apprentice was able to do everything he wanted to do.

I don't know how beautiful it is.

"Master, what are you going to do now? Go home?" Guo Degang asked in the backstage where there were not many people.

Qi Yuncheng was taking a sip of hot tea at the moment and nodded subconsciously, "Get ready to go back, I still want to go back and have a good rest.

It’s really tough today.”

"Let's go then. I'll join the show after a while and just have fun."

"Yes, I seem to have a show with my wife."

After a busy day, Qi Yuncheng suddenly remembered this and smiled bitterly, almost forgetting it.

Immediately I felt better.

After all, if she is allowed to participate in the show, it will be a big attraction when it is aired, just like Aunt Bai.

He looked forward to the moment when his wife would burst into flames.

After more than a year of celebration, a son-in-law is the resource she is waiting for in the future.

So after stretching, a group of people started to rush back to Yanjing from Tianjin.

Nothing happened the night after he rushed back. It was just that Qi Yuncheng took good care of the board given by Ma Laozu.

When he was in the car, he played it lightly and found that it could still be used for normal performances, but the sound was not as crisp as the new board.

It's normal. After decades, no matter how you store it, there will definitely be some wear and tear.

But still like it.

It can be regarded as another object in his life that he cares about.

All human beings will die in the end of their lives.

It may seem of little value, but it does make life meaningful and happy.

Just got home.

Suddenly there was a bang, and a bright light appeared from a room. After the light turned on, the door of the room opened.

A little girl rubbed her eyes and came out from the crack of the door, as if she wanted to go to the toilet, but suddenly she saw her father.

Emotions erupted like a torrent.

"Dad~ Xixi doesn't want to sleep alone!

Xixi doesn’t want to be alone!

"

"Ouch, it's hard for my daughter!"

Looking at the girl who looked like a crybaby, Qi Yuncheng didn't know how distressed he was, so he quickly went over to hold her in his arms to comfort her.
Chapter completed!