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Chapter 746: As a senior sister, you have such great authority!(1/2)

"Master, I have something interesting to show you."

Seeing Xixi going to get steamed buns for the mistress, Zhou Gulan suddenly remembered something and ran over to bring her sister's homework book.

Qi Yuncheng didn't know why she was so interested. After flipping through the first page of the book, he instantly understood.

She asked her to write these numbers, each of which is beautiful in its own way.

My daughter seems to have no desire to learn. It is not easy to be able to write several numbers, let alone names. Every time I ask her to write her name well, she has to die.

Because I am still young and my hand muscles have not been exercised, I need to pay great attention to writing each stroke. Even three or four strokes take several seconds. You can imagine what it is like to write your own name.

There is not a single minute where I have trouble writing.

However, looking at Xixi's words as a father, she felt a little guilty. She had not taken a good look at her homework after being away for so long. She only took a formal look at it when she came back today.

I usually remember her eating it.

"Mom, give it."

Coming out of the kitchen with two steamed buns, Xixi gave one to her mother and kept another for herself. She turned around and found her father looking at her homework and saying something deliberately.

"Xixi worked hard to finish writing."

"Well, it's very impressive."

The little girl felt proud that it was not in vain that she put the two circles of nine figures of eight together.

"Dad, do you want to eat the buns? Xixi's buns are for you to eat." She raised her hand and handed the stuffed buns that she had already taken a bite to her dad.

Qi Yuncheng did not refuse. It was impossible not to be hungry after working late at night, so he took a bite of the incomplete buns. The buns made by his mother-in-law were very filling.

Even if you bite the mouths of your daughter and your youngest son, you can see the fragrant meat inside.

The little girl hurriedly went to get another one to eat, as she could not treat her badly.

So such a night was enough for the family to sit together and have a good chat. When they finally came back, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi couldn't be unhappy.

I also plan to take the family to where to have fun.

You can go anywhere if you don't need money.

But while he was playing, he needed to worry about the drum music. After finally coming back, he had to go and have a look, and meet the old gentleman face to face to tell him to come back.

So on Saturday, I went there in the evening.

As soon as it passed, the old gentlemen were very happy.

They were always around him backstage. Even if Mr. Li Shusheng, a master of the Bai School, knew that the child was back, he would rarely come to perform.

After the Drum Music Club opened, he said he would only perform there, but he usually not only performs but also educates children, so he can only come to the Drum Music Club to sing from time to time.

You must know that he is 78 years old this year. Among a group of elderly people, he is considered to be among the oldest.

But even so, he still did his own thing, which shows that the old man has always spread the afterglow of drum music.

He came over, along with a bunch of actors.

Qi Yuncheng formally told Lanlan what was going on. In fact, they all knew that Wang Hui had been in the Drum Club recently, so how could he not tell her, but the child said it again.

Three or four old gentlemen sat nearby, all willing to listen to his arrangements again, including the expansion of the drum music club after the Gangsi Festival.

However, to increase the performance time, the old gentleman cannot be idle. They need to recommend some good students.

The Drum Music Club has been around for so long, so there must be many young people who are experienced or familiar and recognized by the audience. It will be easier to arrange future performances if they are recommended.

"Okay, this is the best. If you want to recommend Yuncheng, I will recommend it to you. Some of the kids are really good."

The slightly younger Wen Aiyun spoke immediately. She has been teaching and knows which ones are good.

For this reason, tonight was another busy night. Qi Yuncheng sat around the old gentleman and listened to their stories. From time to time, he picked up a note and wrote down their names.

It’s impossible not to write it down. I haven’t been involved in the drum music club for so long. How can I know which actors are good and which actors need attention?

So listen carefully the whole time.

While he was serious, Wang Hui was in the background and did not participate in the conversation.

Standing silently by the side and looking at the child's appearance, he saw that the corner of her mouth had not moved since just now. Yuncheng had a backbone when he came back to the Drum Club.

Don't look at it, Wang Hui should be the boss of Drum Music Club and the backbone of the place. She is usually busy.

The gentlemen also had a good relationship with her and took care of her in various ways.

Now she takes care of all the gentlemen.

But after all, Yuncheng's age and ability are here, and the old man's preference is getting stronger and stronger.

"Yuncheng, let me peel a piece of fruit for you to eat. Let's talk after a while. There are so many things to talk about."

Suddenly, Mr. Zhang Yali handed over a bare apple with his own hand.

When the apple was handed over, Qi Yuncheng was flattered and quickly stood up, put down his pen and took it, "Thank you very much."

"It's okay." Zhang Yali doesn't care much. In her eyes, there aren't that many things. She treats the child in front of her with the same love as she treats her own grandson.

"In that case, Teacher Aiyun, Lanlan's friend has also made great progress?" Qi Yuncheng asked while holding the apple.

"Yes, Suzhou Pingtan is a feature here, unique. Some audiences like to listen to this kind of elegant stuff. Not to mention the audience, I also like it."

"If that's the case, we should invite her and her grandfather to perform together in the future. We need more types of drum music to suit the founding of our drum music club."

"Who says it isn't?"

The words seemed to hit Mr. Zhang Yali’s heart, “I also hope there will be more varieties.”

"Well, I'll contact you then."

While eating, Qi Yuncheng chatted with the old gentleman. The show tonight was still going on, and whoever's turn it was would go on stage.

The old man's performance was loved by young and old men in Tianjin, and many of them cheered for him.

Especially the older ones, the young people don’t understand their past scenery, they understand, it’s just a sentiment from back then.

It’s not easy to watch them perform now. You have to know that the old gentlemen backstage had a hard time getting tickets. They couldn’t buy tickets even if they wanted to listen, and they had to wait at the door to buy scalper tickets.

Wait for time to pass slowly.

In the end, it was Master Li Shusheng. Qi Yuncheng knew how old he was and wanted to help him, but it turned out that there was no need for him at all. He waved his hand to the child and hurried to the side curtain alone.

When the curtain was called, the steps on stage became more steady.

It doesn't look like he is nearly eighty years old at all.

In particular, his hair is not white at all, like a wig. It is really rare for an eighty-year-old person to have hair that is not white at all.

Like Ma Laozu, his hair showed signs of turning gray very early on, and it is estimated that it has almost turned white recently.

"Your master still has this temper." Wang Hui stood at the side and muttered coldly.

Qi Yuncheng stood aside and looked at his wife curiously, "What's wrong?"

"You look strong, but your legs and feet are still a bit clumsy. I almost tripped when I was walking up the stairs at the Drum Club. Fortunately, I supported you.

You won’t be helped when you come back, so you can show off that you are in good health.”

When the apprentice's secret was exposed by his master, Qi Yuncheng blinked his eyes as he looked at his master's performance in profile. He felt very moved in his heart. An old man approaching eighty tried his best to show it to him.

Obviously, his old man also cares about himself and told him not to worry about the health of old guys like them.

After all, there was a scene before where he was sick and Qi Yuncheng acted as a substitute. It is estimated that it has been lingering in his heart since then.

Master's temperament is a little stubborn.

But as soon as the strings sounded, Bai Pai drum music was once again lively displayed on the stage of the Drum Music Club.

It was the last show, and the audience below was in high spirits, and was visibly agitated.

This scene made Qi Yuncheng understand that the saying that there is no gentleman in the world who does not support artists is correct.

Without the support and love of the audience, an art cannot survive for long.

Cross talk was like this in the past, drum music is like this now, or there are many drum music that are similar.

I hope Lanlan can be praised. If drum music rises in this era of advanced information, at least it will be another industry's prosperity.

This is worthy of rebirth for him.

He has lived a new life. He cannot just play with his children and wife. Mainly, his thoughts are also affected by many deceased elders.

With their guidance, it is impossible for his approach and ideas to be incorrect.

Just thinking about it, Qi Yuncheng stood at the side curtain and listened to the master's singing. After singing, regardless of whether he was tired or not, he added an extra seven or eight minutes of short clips, and the audience enjoyed it.

Then the host came on stage to tell everyone that today's program was over, and the audience dispersed in an orderly manner.

Scenes like this are experienced every week in the Drum Music Club, but precisely because of their weekly experience, many people regard this place as a good place for recreation.

"That's almost it. Let's send the gentlemen home." Wang Hui said, and Qi Yuncheng nodded and returned to the backstage.

It was very difficult to go backstage and send my husband home. Everyone wanted to talk more.

As a result, half an hour after the show ended, the backstage was still bustling with almost no one left.

In the end, the delay was too late, and Deyun's personnel were sent back one by one.
To be continued...
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