I @ my son on Weibo!

Guo Degang looked at the screen and really missed them.

In the past, let alone drinking, he didn't like the atmosphere of a gathering of people, and he was even less willing to go out to eat with his apprentices.

But looking at Qiling and Yuncheng at this moment, he wished they could fly back.

As people get older, they realize that there are really not many people around them, and the children are all busy.

That’s it for other apprentices.

Because they have their own home, the most they can do is come and visit.

Unlike Qi Ling and Yuncheng, they used to be at home almost every day.

Even if Yuncheng later moved out, his household registration was still in his home, and he even came here every day to have a meal.

Now that I'm married, things have changed a lot.

In addition, I have been filming recently, let alone eating, even if I come here to have a meal again, I don’t know when it was last time.

I also thought about making a meal of fried noodles for them myself.

"Why!"

Guo Degang really missed the past now, that's what happens when people grow old, so after taking a look at Qilin's meager hair, he went to look at Yuncheng's things.

Yuncheng doesn't like to post these things.

I basically don’t watch short videos either.

But if it is posted, it must have something to do with his wife, daughter, or daughter, or like the old drum music club, patting her mistress or something.

And looking at it, it turns out that the recent photos show her daughter going to the set to play.

Very happy too.

Obviously they didn't talk about cross talk, they were doing well in other places.

Thinking of this, those who become masters are quite happy. After all, they are children. If they are happy, so will those who become parents, especially the whole Yuncheng family.

But I didn’t look at it for a while.

He put down his phone and took a look at Mr. Hou, who was playing with his laptop over there.

"Master Hou! Shaobing is getting married in a few days. I'm sorry to bother you. You're the first one!"

"Don't worry, I often do this, but I don't have time to talk to you now. I'm busy! Let's talk later!"

When Hou Zhen is not talking nonsense, he is playing games.

Guo Degang had no choice but to turn around and read his own book.

But when they are busy.

Guo Qiling, who was having dinner on the other side, must have also seen her father's @. In just one sentence, how could a son not see something?

How old was he when he learned cross talk, and now he is twenty-two in the blink of an eye.

Dad is old and talks about them often, not to mention seeing how little they have today.

Since filming, I have called them from time to time.

It was rare in the past.

I even started to make arrangements for my son in the future, so that he could come back more often.

If I don't go back, the work will definitely be arranged again after a while. It was arranged during the filming period. All I can say is that Dalin can't go anywhere before the package is sealed and can only work in Yanjing.

Whether it is a special performance or a commercial performance, he is now capable of doing these.

And Qi Yuncheng, who was nearby, must have known about Wei Bo's situation, and he said helplessly, "Fortunately, I have to go back for the Shaobing wedding in a few days, otherwise the master would directly put your manager at the bottom, and he would work for you every day."

Dalin couldn't help but smile.

After giving my father a meager reply, I continued to have dinner with the group of them.

It's evening now, and the drinking scene is quite lively.

After drinking until about twelve o'clock, the group of people went back to their homes, and they were all in a drunken state.

After filming for so long, they have become familiar with each other.

So even Qi Yuncheng drank a lot, but he and his wife had just returned to the hotel.

A jingle bell rings.

The cell phone placed on the bedside table started buzzing.

Qi Yuncheng went over to pick it up and found that it belonged to his master.

"Hey! Master! You haven't gone to bed yet? It's so late."

"How long does it take for Yuncheng to come home?"

"It's coming soon. It's only a few days. If we don't get married without baking pancakes, we will definitely have to come back in a day or two."

"I'll be back for a day or two." The master was a little disappointed with his cell phone over there, but he immediately said, "I see you and Xiaoyue are different, they both like to take pictures of these things.

You rarely do it, are you tired from being there?"

"It's not very relaxing, there are all kinds of things going on, whether it's filming or thinking about the script, there's even a martial arts scene.

Beating back and forth! Sometimes I’m so tired that I’m sweating all over!”

"Then come back. I don't know why you're going there. I'm so tired."

"It's not profitable."

"You can also make money by talking about cross talk. I will arrange a venue for you with thousands of people."

Hearing the master's voice, Qi Yuncheng calmed down his drunken state and smiled slightly, "It's different! Besides, the filming will be completed in December, very soon."

"Okay! Then you tell them that as long as Deyun Club actors participate in anything, the final right of interpretation belongs to Deyun. If they dare to make people more tired, I will bring someone to find them."

"You've said this before."

Guo Degang smiled and then said, "Waiting for you to finish the project! Make an appointment with those Yunzi guys when you have time!"

"What's the matter?"

"Hey! What else can you do? Come and have a drink with me. Maybe I'm too old. I always want you to have a drink with me and talk about our own affairs."

"Well! Don't worry, Master, it will be soon."

"Then go to bed early, you're too tired."

After chatting for a while, the phone hung up.

At this time, Song Yi had just finished taking a shower and came out wrapped in a white bath towel, "Did you call from Master? It's so late?"

"That's right! Master usually stays alone. He can't prepare himself for this after staying for a long time. Anyway, we are going back soon."

After getting up, Qi Yuncheng also quickly went to take a shower.

They have been going back in recent days.

But in order to go back, the filming schedule is a little tighter.

So after a few more days of filming, Qi Yuncheng, Song Yi, Guo Qiling and their fellow apprentices who were still away all returned to Yanjing one after another, just to attend the wedding of Shaobing.

This time his wedding was also a big one, and his son and disciple were also one of the master's favorites.

However, Qi Yuncheng didn't need to go over to help. It was the best man's job to help. Yun Zike, their group, had almost gotten married a long time ago, so they could just get home that night and attend the wedding the next day.

However, not long after he and his wife arrived home in the afternoon, Shaobing came over in the car without saying a word. As soon as he got there, he moved smoothly and took out a lot of things from the car.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When you get home, give it all to Xixi!

When Qi Yuncheng came back, he didn't understand what he was going to do for a while, although Xixi was very happy to see it because they were all her favorite things to eat.

"What's wrong? Send so many?"

"Didn't we agree? Tomorrow Xixi will be the flower girl."

"Ouch, I almost forgot if you didn't mention it."

Watching Xixi unpacking the snacks happily, Qi Yuncheng nodded. He had promised Xixi to be the flower girl, so cute! Such a cute little girl would probably become a highlight of his wedding.

Especially the little girl is now four years old. Her birthday is in October and she is growing up day by day.

"It's agreed, then I'm leaving."

"Just come and leave?"

"I'm getting married tomorrow, can you not be busy today?"

"Then you won't go there yourself just to give Xixi a snack, right? Just ask someone to deliver it."

"Doesn't this show my sincerity? Let's go!"

He came and went in a hurry, Shaobing left, and it took less than three minutes to stand still.

As soon as he left, mother Song Yi immediately went to take away her daughter's snacks. Not that she wanted to eat them, there were so many, dozens of packs.
To be continued...