"Little crybaby, come here, come here, don't wake up your brother."

He linked his arms and hugged his crying daughter on the stairs. After hugging her, Song Yi returned to sit on her husband's legs. Qi Yuncheng obviously felt that the weight was much heavier now.

"Come, daddy is right here, give me a kiss."

Xixi was completely exhausted. When she saw that she could kiss her father, she immediately struggled out of her mother's arms to kiss him.

Once you get a kiss, you feel at ease.

Slowly I started to fall asleep in my mother's arms. I got up halfway, but am I still sleepy?

"I'll take her back. Raising a daughter will kill me."

Song Yi gently took his daughter back to sleep. They went to the room. Qi Yuncheng's legs were numb from sitting on the sofa. They were sitting on their own during the whole process.

Seeing this scene, Song Yi looked gloating, and then went up to the second floor.

I dropped off the child and came back in a minute or two.

"There will be nothing to disturb us from now on."

"What else do you want to do?"

"Let's be affectionate and affectionate, but I won't bite you."

"Bite me and it hurts."

"Don't worry, I won't bite you today."

In the remaining time, the two of them stayed quietly in the living room for a while, doing what they wanted to do. After having a child, they could only enjoy their space while the child was asleep.

But it was too late, and they all went back to their rooms to sleep after an hour.

The next day after waking up, there were obviously more things going on.

Lan Lan watched her practice the drum without class in the afternoon. During the practice, an old man came to call. In the next few days, he said that he wanted to come to the small theater to watch the fun and so on. He was definitely welcome, but it also meant that,

Lanlan will be a little more stressed when the time comes.

"This lineup is almost catching up to the state when the Drum Music Club opened. How about another live broadcast?"

Zhou Gulan was playing the big drum at Master's house, and when she heard the words, she quickly said, "No, Master, when I heard that there were so many people, I was almost stupid recently.

I thought the special event would be like the last time I saved up, but it turned out..."

The apprentice was so frightened that he looked aggrieved. Qi Yuncheng looked amused and said, "Didn't you still have the confidence to say that you will become a horn a few days ago? Why can't you do it now?"

Biting her lips tightly, Zhou Gulan stared at the master silently, as if saying with her eyes that she knew she was wrong.

Qi Yuncheng glanced at her and didn't care about her appearance.

"Sing the lyrics again. This time, do it seriously and treat it as a live broadcast. You have to be talented enough. It would be nice to have a small theater."

"good."

The accompaniment sounded next to her, and Zhou Gulan sang seriously once. After singing, Qi Yuncheng tried his best to find faults with her, picking a lot of them.

If she doesn't choose it now, someone else will choose it for her later, and others won't be so polite.

In the past, there were people who were kicked off the stage because they couldn't sing well, especially in Tianjin.

After almost choosing, Qi Yuncheng temporarily let her rest for a while. Just after the break, Zhou Gulan spoke again, "Master, do you have anything to do tomorrow? There are only a few days, and I feel flustered every day now."

"You should take a day off tomorrow. It's not good to push yourself as hard as the college entrance examination. But I really have something wrong."

"What's the matter, Master?"

"Study, I have to learn too."

Qi Yuncheng smiled bitterly. As for what he studied, he didn't learn cross talk or drums, but Henan pendants.

Teacher Wen Aiyun said before that this time he would go over and ask for advice no matter what, so that he could assist Lan Lan.

Of course, I don’t mean to take this course in the future, I just want to learn it for a while.

After all, he is the second in the performance. He wants to sing Beijing-style drums, and Lan Lan also has to sing Beijing-style drums in the end. He will be a bit overpowering her in the performance, in order to praise her, so he must change.

Not to mention the difficulty of being a master, you have to consider your disciples no matter what.

"Master, don't worry, I will perform well in this small special performance."

"Stop shouting slogans and relax your mind first."

My own disciples understand that the more unsure they are, the more they like to say these words to boost their own momentum.

The rest of the time is basically practice.

If the master is there, ask the teacher; if the master is not there, practice by yourself.

On the day when practice led to a small special session, the circle was lively.

The lively topic is definitely not Zhou Gulan. What's so lively about her children? It's mainly about the old gentlemen. They come one after another and attract a lot of excitement.

Not only the old gentlemen in the field of drum music, but also some people from Tianjin who talk about cross talk and storytelling are here.

I want to see what a little girl's drum music performance is like these days.

In the past, it was not uncommon for a little girl to hold a special performance. There were often many little girls with unfamiliar faces singing drum music.

For example, Wang Hui was introduced to the stage by an old gentleman, and later she also held a small special performance of her own.

But it's different now, there are very few, so today there are a lot of familiar faces in the drum music club. Because of their appearance and the enthusiasm of the audience, a small drum music performance is about to be held.

There are people everywhere inside and outside.

What I know is that a girl is holding a special performance, but what I don’t know is that some young actor is performing here.

"Did you see that? Yang Yi and Yang Shaohua are both here and sitting below, waiting for the opening ceremony. Next to them, Liang Hongda and Uncle Liang are also here. He is also a disciple of Mr. Jin Wensheng.

There are also Tian Li and seniors, senior gentlemen named Bao.

I won’t say much about the other faces. You probably don’t know them. They were storytellers in a library with Mr. Jin Wensheng before.

I didn’t expect it to come too.”

At early two o'clock, when the Guqu Club was packed with people, Qi Yuncheng and his apprentice looked at people one by one at the side curtain. He was horrified at the first sight.

Many gentlemen from the folk arts community were present.

Of course, there are more drummers, but Lanlan, the drummer, is not nervous and is very familiar with it.

But other gentlemen still couldn't help it.

"What should I do, Lanlan, I'm nervous."

While watching, suddenly Lanlan's good friend Wu Lijuan became excited and secretly glanced at Qi Yuncheng next to her.

After watching it, the voice became quieter.

"Why are you nervous? It's my special show."

Zhou Gulan held her hands in a funny way, but when he held them, he found that she was really shaking slightly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I am really more nervous than myself.

"I, I also accompanied you, for several performances."

Holding Wu Lijuan's hand, Zhou Gulan comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay. Let's die together."

"Okay, let's die together."

"This is not called sacrificing love."

"Anyway, I'm so nervous..."

The two cheered each other up, Qi Yuncheng smiled when he heard it, and the two little girls were having a lot of fun.

But at this moment, a phone call came.

Now the master, mistress, and uncle are all in the background greeting people, who else is calling me?

My wife is also here today.

Taking out his cell phone from his pocket, Qi Yuncheng turned around and went to a quieter place to pick it up. He was startled when he picked it up.

It turned out to be a call from Ma Laozu.

Ma Laozu has not shown up for a long time, mainly because he is not in good health, and he may be shaking to a certain extent if he plays the Jingyun Dagu again.

"Hey, Ancestor, how are you?"

"Hurrah."

Ma Zhiming agreed on the other side of the phone, "I heard a long time ago that your apprentice is going to hold a drum performance, but I really can't come, so I made a call to feel some of the excitement.

There are quite a lot of people.”

He also loves drum music. Now he has a child who holds special performances. Whenever he is in better health, he will come in person.

"There are so many, and there are so many familiar faces. I didn't expect it to be so lively."

"It's normal. There are not many people doing drum music nowadays. Things are rare and expensive, so everyone will definitely want to come and have a look."

"Um."
To be continued...