Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Gently leaning on her husband's shoulder, Song Yi gradually felt relieved, but she still said softly, "I'm sorry, husband, maybe it's because I eat too much at noon, which makes me want to sleep when I'm quiet now.

There is a time when you go back to school, and this is the time to doze off in the afternoon. "

Gently patted his daughter-in-law's side twice with his palm, Qi Yuncheng smiled and said: "It's okay, go to sleep! Listening to it as a lullaby is the same."

"Hmm! I try to stay awake."

While talking, Song Yi closed his eyes, but when he closed them, he was still conscious, and he was still listening to the performance.

And Qi Yuncheng also turned his eyes away from his wife and returned to the stage, and began to appreciate it seriously.

Although it might be impolite for the actors to sleep during the performance, the daughter-in-law couldn't help it, and she didn't quite understand it, so she came with herself completely.

Then just pay twice as hard.

Fortunately, their seats are not in the first row, but in the third row, so they should not be found between people.

So Suzhou Pingtan continued to perform one after another. When an old gentleman came to the stage holding a small sanxian, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This gentleman Yun Zheyue's voice, I feel good and admire it from the bottom of my heart.

As for Yun Zheyue, it is because of his poor condition that his voice is opaque and opaque, but in fact, he can see the beauty in the haze, and he can sing hundreds of times, full of charm, with a different kind of charm.

This voice is amazing.

Suddenly Qi Yuncheng wanted to talk to his wife, after all he was very excited.

But when he turned his head, he saw that his daughter-in-law was already asleep on his shoulder.

She slept beautifully, her beautiful eyes were closed, she was quiet and quiet, not to mention the shame of a closed moon, it was also the face that amazed her the most in her heart.

The time of my whole life has come to a standstill at her place in a trance.

No way, sleep well.

Being able to fall asleep during this kind of performance also represents the sweetness and melodiousness of this kind of folk art.

Otherwise, I wouldn't fall asleep so fast.

But the next step is a little troublesome, because I have to take care of my sleeping daughter-in-law while admiring it. After all, I still don't want to wake her up.

When I wake up, I feel guilty.

It's also thanks to my daughter-in-law who didn't sleep from beginning to end. She slept through two or three programs and woke up in about an hour.

After waking up, I rubbed my eyes, picked up the phone and instinctively took a few pictures silently.

"Taking pictures just after waking up?" Qi Yuncheng laughed.

"I agreed to take pictures of Lan Lan! How long has it been now, and how long have I slept?"

"It's still early, there is an hour before the end of the show!"

"That's good, otherwise it's okay for me to fall asleep after a performance, I'll try my best to listen to it."

Seriously, Song Yi sat down and continued to watch the stage performance.

Qi Yuncheng stared at her helplessly, which reminded him of when they were in love before, sometimes they went to the theater to listen to cross talks and the like.

They often go to cross talk parlors on dates, and they are just a couple.

After looking at his wife a few more times, he didn't delay, and looked forward to the next pair of actors when the applause rang out.

The time after that passed quickly, and everything was like this, the time in the second half passed faster than the time in the first half.

It's about five o'clock.

After the performance in the entire 400-seat venue, one after another actors wearing gowns or cheongsams came to the stage to take a curtain call. Their curtain call was a simple curtain call. Everyone came up and bowed together, thanking for applause.

After thanking them, they left the stage one after another, and the audience also became noisy and left.

As soon as they dispersed, Qi Yuncheng took his wife's hand, "Let's go, go to the backstage and meet the old man, I think there will be surprises!"

"Are there any acquaintances?"

"That's not true. The main reason is that there are many old gentlemen, and they still have some ideas."

"Okay! Let's go!"

Holding her husband's hand, Song Yi got up, and began to explore the place and find the backstage little by little.

But where do they need to find it, when they take off the camouflage a little bit.

The reporters and media that originally filmed the performance followed them immediately, and even the person in charge knew it and immediately came to lead them to the backstage.

It is impossible for the person in charge not to know Qi Yuncheng. He was very surprised and happy to see Qi Yuncheng.

And one to the background.

Most of the actors were packing their things and had to leave. Some of them came from Hangzhou, which was not far away. They had arranged a hotel in Yanjing early.

But one word from the person in charge attracted the attention of the actors, and then introduced this young man to many people.

Once introduced, there are those who do not know, who do not know who it is.

But there are also those who know him, and those who know him know how outstanding this young man is.

One of them was elderly, like an old gentleman who was the leader of a team, and he took the initiative to come to Qi Yuncheng's side.

"Ouch, thanks for coming! Thanks for coming!!"

The old man's first sentence seemed extremely polite. As soon as he was polite, Qi Yuncheng directly bowed to him lightly, because he couldn't bear the old man's words of thanks for coming.

I dare not in my bones.

But Song Yi stood aside but could feel the excitement and happiness of the old man. Otherwise, he immediately understood why her husband loved Quyi so much.

Because there are really many people fighting for her again.

"Old man, you're welcome, really! You're an artist, I'm just a boy, I just came here because I like it. And I also want to chat with you. If possible, it would be great to learn from you. I don't have too much art."

"Hahaha! Wow!"

The old man was very happy, and he stretched out his hand for Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi to sit down first.

As soon as he sat down, the surrounding media were all videotaping or filming. Qi Yuncheng is now an ambassador, and he suddenly appeared in the Suzhou Pingtan theater to perform. It would be meaningful to publish the news.

So then Qi Yuncheng got to know the old man for a while, and realized that their team was invited from a small town where they were to perform.

It can be regarded as going to Beijing to perform for three days, to promote their things, and to make some money by the way.

After all, apart from the local familiarity and fire, other cities generally don't know much about this.

After hearing this, Qi Yuncheng really felt that it was a rare thing, and even more lamented that in the modern era, people need to be popular, otherwise there would be no person in charge who valued them, and invited them again.

And I know more about this old Mr. Wu, who has been performing in their town. During the performance, if the audience pays more for one or two songs, he will make a little more money.

A very simple person, what to say.

No matter how much money you can give me some tunes, I will talk about it.

Not taboo at all.

However, while chatting, a girl who was about the same age as Lan Lan had been standing beside her. When Qi Yuncheng saw her, he immediately thought that her hair was quite long.

It can reach her lower back, it is estimated that it is specially reserved.

The old gentleman looked at her and introduced.

"This girl followed me to learn things, but she is still far away!"

"Then you are her grandfather?" Song Yi was curious.

When Song Yi asked, the girl answered, "He is my second grandfather, and I often take my second grandfather to make videos!"

"Hey! You should learn by yourself, you are far behind, don't keep messing around with videos."

"Oh!" The girl nodded and stopped talking, but she still couldn't help but glance at Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi!
Qi Yuncheng, does she not know about cross talk actors?

And Song Yi, the pretender looked amazing back then.

Now that the two husband and wife stars are coming out together, she is extremely excited, like a dream.

But now it's over, it's past five o'clock, and it's almost time to chat with Mr. for more than half an hour, so I don't think it's appropriate to interrupt.

So he took out his phone.

"Can I leave your contact information?"

"Yes!" The old man took the initiative to take out his mobile phone, but his mobile phone is really an old man's phone. Qi Yuncheng entered his mobile phone number with one button, and then called.

After confirming the contact information.

Qi Yuncheng may have a purpose, otherwise he would not have come backstage.

"Old Mr. Wu, I don't know if you know the Drum Music Club of the Deyun Club?"

"This... I barely heard the girl mention a little bit."

The old man obviously didn't know much about Qi Yuncheng, and the reason why he knew Qi Yuncheng was nothing more than the previous media promotion and the intangible cultural heritage publicity ambassador, so he was a little concerned as an artist.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Qi Yuncheng explained more patiently, "Actually, it's nothing, you can treat it as the same performance venue as here.

It is also dedicated to performing drum music.

There are not only young people performing there, but also a lot of old gentlemen, so I hope you go to one. "

"Hurrah!"

The old man kept nodding, "I have no problem, how long will the performance be?"

"About eight or nine days later, you guys don't need to go back, you can stay in the hotel, the hotel fee and the meal fee are all covered by our Deyun Club.

Otherwise, if you go back in a few days, you may find it troublesome. "

"It's all covered? It's been a few days! It will cost a lot of money!"

Looking at the young man in the background, the old man was obviously a little surprised.

I didn't expect Deyun Club to be so rich and powerful.

Immediately, Qi Yuncheng's favorability improved a lot.

Old man, in fact, he cares about the word "benefit".

But not only in terms of accommodation and money.

From the moment he saw him in real life, he knew that he was very educated and respected himself, especially when he spoke.

He hadn't seen that kind of thing in many young people.

So he definitely agreed to stay here. As soon as he agreed, Qi Yuncheng knew that this time the drum music club held by the drum music club had one more quyi, or even more than one.

You must know that my wife is still inviting other gentlemen.

And it was agreed, as a young man, he didn't disturb much and left, it was after five o'clock.

They want to rest, and they want to go home.

It was hard to trick my daughter out to play.

Just as he was about to leave, the old man suddenly stopped him, "Young man, wait a minute, there is still something I want to trouble you about!"

"You say!"

Qi Yuncheng turned around in doubt, but just as soon as he turned around, he understood that the old man was holding a pen and a notebook, and he probably wanted to sign it for that girl.

that's nice!

He couldn't help sighing when he saw it. He also had a grandfather before. When his grandfather saw what he wanted, he would immediately get it regardless.

No matter how embarrassing it is, don't feel embarrassed.

After all, it seems embarrassing for an old man to ask a young man for an autograph.

But it came right away.

After signing, Qi Yuncheng looked at the girl, "Since you like it so much, you can come to Deyun Club with the performance when the time comes, it's just an extra hotel room."

"No need." The old man smiled, a little proud, "This girl is studying in Yanjing, Tsinghua University."

"Really? It's amazing! It's hard to get into Tsinghua University, so let's go first."

"Okay! Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you."

After talking to the old man for the last time, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi finally left the theater.

After leaving near the parking lot outside, Song Yi took her husband's hand and spoke.

"I only now understand why so many old gentlemen like you. My husband really has a gentle image."

Qi Yuncheng glanced at his wife, "Not to mention, the old gentleman must be more respectful, the main thing is that the gentleman has a good voice, and Yun Zheyue's voice.

It's a pity you were sleeping just now. "

"I won't sleep next time!" Song Yi made a promise, but changed the subject, "By the way, hurry up, I have to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and the girl will be back by this time."

"Yes! Hurry up!"

The husband and wife quickened their movements to go to the supermarket to buy things, and returned home after shopping.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't come back yet, so he hurriedly steamed the rice first.

The rice cooker was just plugged in, and a few people arrived home.

They had a great time, Xixi and Jingjing were both extremely excited, they talked a lot louder and made a lot of noise.

When YouQi saw the noodles welcoming them, Xixi embraced them wholeheartedly.

"Don't touch the dog when you come back, wash it yourself first!" Song Yi looked at the little girl at the entrance of the kitchen and couldn't help but ordered.

But after letting go of the dog, Xixi immediately ran to her mother.

Looking at the little girl, Song Yi didn't know what was wrong.

"Mom, hold out your hand!"

"What are you doing!!" Song Yi said as he followed suit, and when he opened his palm, Xixi sniffed it with his nose.

After smelling it, go into the kitchen and run to Dad.

"Daddy reach out!"

Qi Yuncheng couldn't figure it out either, so he stretched out the same.

"What are you doing!"

"Xixi wants to smell and see if Mom and Dad eat delicious food behind Xixi's back."

"..."

The husband and wife were speechless. Qi Yuncheng turned around and continued to do his own thing, and then complained to his wife, "Now my daughter is better than you, and she knows how to investigate."

"Really!"

Song Yi clasped his hands together, and rubbed Xixi's cute face with his hands, "Are you so worried, because you worry that we will steal food behind your back? You can't live without playing?"

"I'm afraid that my mother will finish eating, so I won't leave it for Xixi!" The little girl struggled to speak as her face was rubbed.

"How is it possible, adults are not as greedy as a child like you."

"But that day my mother still snatched Xixi's snacks."

"Go wash your hands and face, don't talk about you!"

After rubbing her daughter's face, Song Yi sighed, looked back at her husband, worried, "What will my daughter do when she grows up?"

"What should I do? Didn't you say that being able to eat is a blessing?"

"No, when I grow up, what if I can't grab her?"

"what???"