Meng Hetang almost couldn't hold back what his senior brother said, and he calmed down his emotions for a while before speaking.

"Next is Luan Xiaoyu."

Qi Yuncheng still explained: "Luan Yunping's daughter."

"Shaomai."

"Shaobing's son really doesn't know how to name him."

"Zhang Jinbo."

"Zhang Helun's son, I won't complain about whether he gave his son a dharma name." Qi Yuncheng looked at the audience and said.

Meng Hetang took a deep breath and recited the following words affectionately, "Next, please divide my ashes into three parts, one for my lover, one for my children, and the other for burial.

Under a tree.

Let me quietly watch the world under the tree. When there is wind, I will dance. Please let me rest for a while under the scorching sun.

Please help me cut a branch and make a crutch for my lover so that she can walk on her own.

Please bury me under this tree and let me watch the world quietly without doing anything because I will be tired.

I want to take a break for a long time, maybe forever.

The sky is very blue, find a place with strong wind and forget about me."

For a piece of speech, the actor has moved his thoughts on the stage. This is what he has carefully polished, or it is the words deep in his heart that he wants to interpret and express to the audience.

Because of this, the actor's eyes were already wet.

Who doesn’t sigh with emotion about the future? Everyone will die one day

Qi Yuncheng himself was watching from the side and said nothing.

Not only him, but also the audience and fellow apprentices all fell into an immersive emotion.

In particular, the sentence "The sky is very blue, find a windy place and forget about me" is very attractive.

"I will be cremated soon. I hope the fire will be bigger when cremated."

"Why."

"Let me be more popular after I die. Farewell, Meng Hetang."

At this point, Qi Yuncheng felt something was wrong, so he grasped the position of the breather and stopped.

"Wait a minute."

Meng Hetang's eyes were already red at the moment, and he was puzzled by his senior brother's interruption, because in his mood he was about to bow down and leave the stage, so he could only accept it subconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

"After finishing the suicide note, will your funeral begin other aspects soon?"

"yes."

"Okay, I'll leave quickly." Qi Yun finally turned around and ran toward the exit gate.

Meng Hetang was confused, it was not a plan at all.

"What are you doing?"

"I asked my daughter to come to the banquet. You are cold, and the food cannot be cold."

Hahahahaha!

"good!!"

Quack, quack, quack, quack!

At this point, everything was considered a giveaway, and Meng Hetang hurriedly chased in the direction of his senior brother.

The audience also shouted and applauded happily, and the mood was suddenly brought out from before.

As soon as he got off the stage, Zhang Jiunan ran over curiously and asked, everyone who came to participate in the discussion last night, "Brother Meng, why didn't you use the burden of the meager hot search?"

"Oh, I told you I forgot." Meng Hetang felt indescribably ashamed. This was the burden of the ending.

I immediately understood why my senior brother had to make such a sudden change.

This was noticed.

But there was no time to remind me at that time, it had already been said.

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't think of it."

"fine."

Qi Yuncheng didn't care. He was really emotional when he said it, otherwise he wouldn't forget it, "I really like this cross talk. It expresses what you want to express. Please clean it up quickly and go on stage soon."

"good."

Meng Hetang went backstage and wiped his eyes.

On the other side, Guo Degang and Yu Qian could not fail to see the situation until the end.

"It's good, and the idea is good. But fortunately, I didn't follow this mood completely. Yuncheng brought it up immediately. Otherwise, what would the audience do? Stay here?"

Guo Degang nodded and said proudly, "Can you tell that the last one was found by Yun Chengxian?"

"How could you not see it? Even when Xixi was eating, she probably said it casually at the time, and then didn't expect it to be connected.

Quite unexpected and reasonable.

This thing depends on stage experience."

Guo Degang smiled all over his face and took a sip of water from the cup next to him. "Yuncheng is already a very, very mature actor. He can control everything. It's not bad. The whole cross talk is not bad."

The old couple became more and more aware of the children's growth, but they couldn't chat for long.

When the children returned to the stage, Yue Yunpeng invited them to go out together.

They went out, and the audience below burst into applause.

"Thank you everyone. Now we are the main actors of Deyun Club. Below are the main actors of Deyun Club who are sitting on the bench."

Guo Degang said briefly, then turned around to find Meng Hetang, "What surprised us today is Xiao Meng."

As a godfather, Yu Qian was filled with joy, "Yes, I didn't expect such a show. He has been brewing emotions since he entered the theater today, and the performance was good. Xiao Meng, come up."

"Eh."

Among the fellow apprentices, Meng Hetang came between his master and his godfather.

"This is not easy, because there are almost no works on this subject in the history of cross talk. The reason why there are so few performances is because it requires actors to have extremely high acting skills. This thing requires completely entering the character, and you can step out a little bit,

The audience can tell it's fake.

So young, you're sixty-six this year?" Guo Degang deliberately teased the child, but Meng Hetang didn't say anything and shook his head crazily.

"For such a young actor to have such an idea and pursue such a pursuit, it is an amazing move in art and deserves praise."

Quack, quack, quack, quack!

There was a lot of applause both on and off stage. This type of cross talk is indeed rare.

There is something amazing about it.

"In addition, I have to talk about Yuncheng. Actually, I don't have to say anything. It can be seen that he can speak cross talk, even if he is praised for his whole state, he is still there.

Just look forward to it, I hope you can become an artist when you are sixty-six years old."

After appearing on the show, Master praised them. Qi Yuncheng said cheerfully from behind, "I'm still looking forward to taking my daughter to dinner."

"Whose to eat?" Yu Qian said.

"Whoever agrees to eat can eat it. My daughter and I can bring our own bowls and chopsticks."

"never heard of that."

Yu Qian liked to answer the conversation, but he didn't expect that a question would arise.

Resulting in bursts of laughter.

After evaluating the works of the other apprentices, today we need the audience to vote.

Voting plus commission coupons from yesterday’s work.

The entire Deyun team has changed.

Some were disbanded and some were brought back from the bench.

After asking for Yan Hexiang, Qin Xiaoxian and He Jiuhua from the bench, the recording ended and the audience slowly began to leave.

After the show, Qi Yuncheng and others were finally able to rest backstage. It was impossible for them as a group not to be tired.

I was working as an intern and spending a lot of time researching my works.

The body may have rested, but the mind has been focused on Tuanzong and not relaxed too much.

Because of this, Guo Degang and Yu Qian secretly had a plan and looked at the children who were taking off their coats to speak.

"Get ready, we'll be leaving soon."
To be continued...