Chapter 581 Dutiful son in Dubai!(2/3)
If I were to ask my dad to perform cross talk on that show, I would pay him no less.
But you can’t let my dad go for good things. He earns money for our family, but he doesn’t give it to me. He spends all the money he has on buying toys and cars for our second son, but I don’t have any. I have to go.”
After thinking about the matter, Guo Qiling had a clear idea and grabbed Qi Yuncheng's arm again, "Brother!!"
At this moment, Qi Yuncheng was still looking at the Burj Al Arab Hotel behind him and subconsciously said, "Twenty-four hours of hot water is amazing."
"Stop talking, stop talking!"
"Let me ask you, do you know your dad's schedule this year? Does he have any overseas tour arrangements?"
"You don't need to know, Teacher Guo won't go!" Guo Qiling raised her hand to stop, then moved closer and whispered, "I have to go to this matter."
"No! What people like is Mr. Guo, not you!"
"That's because people haven't heard of me. I'm better than my father. He's out of date and no one cares about him anymore."
"Oh? Really?" Qi Yuncheng glanced at the master again, but the master's face was smiling, otherwise what expression could he give?
However, Guo Qiling still had something to say, "What a great talent. He is a happy comedian who is participating in the competition? He is not participating, right? Who can't just sit aside? I am performing and I can do this."
"Yes, my aunt told me that she likes Guo Qiling very much!"
"Besides, you are confused."
Qi Yuncheng was stunned and looked at Dalin, "Why am I confused?"
"He has to take my master, Teacher Yu Qian, with him when he goes. What's the matter with you? If I go, I will definitely take my brother with me!"
"right!"
As soon as he took a step forward, Qi Yuncheng grabbed Guo Qiling with his backhand and stood together to show his face, "It seems more reasonable if we lie down together."
"Wait a minute, why is your uncle holding back his old age and being buried? We agreed that I will go to the performance, but not to die."
"Okay! It's the best of both worlds! After a while, tell the directing team that Guo Qiling has withdrawn. I don't know what those people think. What's the point of making trouble with them? If you get first place, I'll blame you, and if you get fourth, I'll blame you too! What are you doing?
ah?"
This sentence was not in the arranged lines, but was a sentence added by Qi Yuncheng on the spur of the moment. It was just like that. My younger brother was participating in the Happy Comedians while filming, but many people scolded him after the broadcast.
Because my dad is the host, he will talk about dirty things when he is ranked first, and he will say that he is not capable enough when he is ranked fourth. Anyway, he has to talk about everything.
When Brother made a complaint, Guo Qiling smiled silently at the table and quickly said, "None of this is important."
"I will quit the game soon! Our family has already come to pick you up! Take a car to the airport and fly all the way to Dubai. You will become famous as soon as you get off the plane. There is an international platform there, and all kinds of big names will come."
Having said this, Qi Yuncheng tilted his head and looked at his master, "Who is he? Wait until you become famous and become an international superstar! When you get home, you can call him Gangzi!"
Hahahahaha!
Gangzi was a title given to Qi Yuncheng's master in his early days. Today he reappeared and the whole audience was overjoyed. Only Guo Qiling hugged his brother in fear.
"If you don't want your life, I want my life! You'd better call me daddy!"
"Then let's leave quickly."
"No! What about this?"
Guo Qiling quickly made a money gesture. Qi Yuncheng lowered his head and suddenly realized, "Oh, yes! I forgot about your family's character."
"You know this is an industry characteristic?"
"Can I still treat you badly in terms of money? I won't tell you the next few zeros, for fear of scaring you."
"There's no decimal point."
"No!"
"Okay, I'll go and I'll make money."
"Um..." Leng Buding hesitated for a moment, Qi Yuncheng looked at Dalin's outfit, "Just wait a moment, go ahead, we have a small problem that we need to communicate clearly.
Because we are a white thing after all, the whole of Dubai is surrounded by white cloth, do you think you can put some order on it? Tie a white belt?"
At this point in the performance, today’s main topic has already begun.
"Fu Shou" is all traditional jokes, but after the adaptation, and the fact that Guo Qiling is Guo Degang's son, the effect on the scene will definitely be better, as you can already tell from the few baggage just now.
After that, it was just Qi Yuncheng who tricked him into wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning.
This time, the props were more complete than before. In a short time, Guo Qiling was wearing a hat, a belt, and a mourning uniform. As soon as he appeared, sitting next to the couplet was the still alive and good Guo Degang.
The green room and the audience were all very happy.
Guo Qiling felt like she was completely risking herself.
However, Qi Yuncheng still had various words to say. He took three or four steps and stood a little in front of the stage, "Well, we have to practice it live!"
"How to practice?" Guo Qiling, who was neatly dressed, wondered.
"The scene is no longer a stage for happy comedians. This is my uncle's mourning hall in Dubai. All of you sitting here are my uncle's friends during his lifetime. Now, we are going to snatch out my uncle's portrait.
Come, please invite my dear uncle! Mr. Ben Ibrahim, James Nicholas, Wang Fugui!”
The big screen changed at the back, and a black and white portrait of Guo Degang with a piece of cloth on his head appeared.
I saw bursts of excitement and laughter below.
Guo Qiling saw that the stage was full of people who couldn't stand, and said angrily, "This is your uncle, isn't it?"
Qi Yuncheng was helpless, "Why do you say I don't look like him?"
"I understand, I am indeed crying now."
"This is to train you. It's the same as if your own father died."
"Don't worry, those of us who talk about cross talk are all shameless, but they are not human beings. It will be the same as if my own father died."
The theater has reached a fever pitch, and the audience is happy, especially Guo Degang on the side of the stage. In his eyes, he even thinks that Qiling's adaptation of this work is good.
So I didn't care about anything at all. I was smiling the whole time. At most, the camera focused on me and gave me a few expressions to match it.
At the same time, Qi Yuncheng asked again, "Can the flag be played?"
"That's great."
"Okay, let's take it."
The two people walked towards the side curtain, and Guo Qiling took advantage of the situation and picked up the things and showed her face, looking very good-looking.
Not to mention the fact that the whole body was draped in linen and mourning, the flag hanging on the shoulders was very large, making it look like a funeral scene.
All I have to do is scatter paper money and play mourning music.
Carrying the flag, Guo Qiling returned to the stage in confusion, "Doesn't this look good?"
"It's beautiful, very festive! Don't delay, let's practice for a while now. After the practice is completed, we will fly directly to Dubai. Wait, I will support you from over there to here. This is the mourning hall.
When I say "filial son, please don't mourn", you will cry. When I reach the stage, when I say "filial son, please bow, I will kneel down and call you daddy." When I say "filial son, please get up and we are done."
Please be witnesses."
After discussing the matter, the two of them walked a little behind the stage. As they walked, no one below them was looking forward to it, because Teacher Guo was right next to them.
"The filial son is so sad!"
The sound comes out.
Guo Qiling was dressed in mourning and carrying a flag and started to cry, but just after making an expression for a second, she quickly asked her brother, "Give me all the money, right?"
Qi Yuncheng nodded repeatedly, "It's all yours."
"Okay, okay!"
"The filial son is so sad!"
"Oil fields too?"
"It's all yours, you can take a bath in it." Qi Yuncheng looked a little anxious, and then shouted, "A filial son should not mourn!"
This time it was real. Guo Qiling was crying on the stage while carrying the flag while walking away, while the people below were extremely happy.
However, they were happy, but Qi Yuncheng next to them felt emotional. They all thought it was a fun thing, it was no big deal, and they were not taboo about this kind of cheating. They only said a few words and it didn't matter to you or me.
But the reality is that it doesn’t reflect the helplessness experienced by previous cross talk seniors in creating this section.
He cried while walking. At first, the sound of Dalin's crying was not bad, but when he looked back at the black and white photo of his father on the big screen, the sound suddenly became louder.
It's like losing my biological father.
"A filial son salutes!"
With a plop, Guo Qiling knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, "Dad! My dad~~"
Hahahahaha!
"Awesome! This sacrifice is too big, crying in front of my father that my father will die!"
"It's true that the elder brother led the younger brother to act and provoked the younger brother to act like this."
"I always feel that the losses that Uncle Yu suffered from Teacher Guo are all recovered now."
"Exchange hostages. If the hostages stay for so many years, they will definitely change their minds."
To be continued...