Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Chapter 156 Now you know that you love your son? You have to make people laugh to death! 【Please subscribe】

Fifty-five years of acting experience.

He also has thirty-five years of directing experience.

Guo Qilin lamented in the studio how powerful the system was. If this continues, all aspects must be taken into account.

But this kind of thing is the same as money. The more the better. Only in this way can we play in several industries. Excellence in the industry is very important, but there are too many outstanding people, so we need to be even more outstanding.

Fifty-five years of experience is enough to bring Guo Qilin to a certain level.

Otherwise it wouldn't be so popular.

But not long after he hung up the phone, Luan Yunping called him again.

"Hey, Brother Luan, is there anything else?".

Guo Qilin asked, not sure if he had chosen the hotel quickly enough.

It’s normal to think she doesn’t understand.

If you really care about your son, why would you let us, mother and son, go alone and talk about everything after quitting everything every day? "

"No, I want to make sure I haven't been blocked by you. I'll probably call you later. I'm worried, so I'll let you know in advance."

Without even wanting to look at his face, he left again and took Zidi out to eat delicious food.

It was his first time driving and he took it very seriously.

It was so arrogant back then.

As the saying goes, you look old at the age of three. They knew that in the future, they would just go to school and hang out in Deyun Club. If they wanted to do cross talk, let him get involved, but their studies must not be delayed.

Although master and disciple are like father and son, there is no problem in saying the words, but he can't tolerate these words in his heart, not to mention that now his son has indeed become someone else's son, and he has become angry.

"Yes, I may not be able to hold the Bird's Nest Concert with 80,000 people in the future, but it may not be bad. He is my son and your son, and his future will not be small."

"To be honest, do you think Yin Di can develop like Dalin in the future? How good is Dalin now? I'm afraid Deyun Society will not be able to do it without his care in the future. Otherwise, how could I be embarrassed and try to save a little more, even a little bit, maybe The contract for the next ten years will also be easier.”

So facing Wang Hui's words, he spoke slowly.

Teacher Yu just said that he was like my biological father, so he let Guo Degang break his defense directly and couldn't sleep all night.

After confirming the song, as expected, another phone call came.

However, as a mother, it is impossible for Guo Degang to say such things about his son.

Luan Yunping no longer wanted to help her master ease the relationship between him and Dalin. To a certain extent, she realized that her master's regret was really ironic.

The phone number is very familiar, it belongs to Guo Degang.

"Da Lin, I was at Master's house just now." Luan Yunping was now alone in the living room and told the truth, "Master asked me to call you to ask if you were free."

With Guo Qilin's attitude, Wang Hui wanted Guo Degang to focus on other children and Jiadi. The entertainment industry is a circle. As long as you have connections and power, how can you not be popular in the future?

The phone hangs up.

Seeing the familiar number, Guo Qilin hung up without any hesitation. Let’s talk? There was nothing to talk about, so he decided to talk to himself when he was angry. When he was not angry before, what was his tone when he called me?
It was okay to say that he was unfilial. He understood when he was angry at the time, but he kept saying that he would starve to death outside.

"What's wrong?" the agent asked from the side.

The father didn't know his son's phone number, and it was impossible for the son not to know his father's. He had already lowered his face again and found his apprentice to get Guo Qilin's second number.

"Teacher Guo? What? You still want to meet at this time?"

But she didn't care, but Guo Degang cared a lot. Not to mention that the Bird's Nest concert was held perfectly, the whole network was all about him.

Guo Degang didn't stop him and sighed. He had always held a glimmer of hope in his heart, and this hope was the blood relationship between the two people.

In addition to being stubborn, he is also relatively petty. His own son said that others are just like his own father, so how can he not be angry and worried.

Wang Hui, who came back, also saw this phenomenon, and said in rapid succession, "Why are you still calling? Since he doesn't answer, let's treat him as dead. From now on, our son will be in charge of us, and he can inherit it in the future."

After speaking, Wang Hui couldn't hold back her emotions. Guo Degang's virtue was so speechless that his son was 100% inferior to his son.

Wang Hui was silent in a rare moment. She doted on Zidi, but she also knew that her child would never develop to that level.

"Okay, I know Brother Luan, I will handle it."

The meet-and-greet is not as good as a concert. It will only be held in a small or medium-sized venue, but it is more interactive.

Of course he also loves the press.

He thinks that no matter how big the conflict is now, he will come back to visit him one day.

There is really no room for improvement in the relationship between father and son.

I want to bring it back to him.

Without even thinking about it, Guo Qilin continued to confirm with other people in the studio the process of tomorrow's fan meeting and what songs to sing.

I hope Dalin can forget these things in the future because of his blood relationship.

Now they are completely different.

When the phone was hung up, Guo Degang in the rose garden heard the familiar voice again, and his whole body was extremely decadent.

Guo Degang stopped talking, not wanting to listen to her words, and his mind was still on Guo Qilin. After all, Guo Qilin was his Guo Degang's son, not her Wang Hui's son.

"No, you still put your hope in Guo Qilin." Wang Hui looked at his expression and felt that he was unreasonable again, so she started to curse, "Now you know about Aiyou's son? You will make people laugh to death, look at it. How did you deal with him before? Did you think he was your son?

But now it's impossible.

So he can only try again after a period of time. During this time, Deyun Society needs to continue to praise their actors.

In this way, Guo Degang stayed quiet for a while along with his son's enthusiasm.

During this period, nothing happened like before.

Even during a performance, when asked by the audience, he would deliberately change the topic. The Guo Qilin of today is no longer the same as before.

As for persuasion, he actually asked others to persuade him, and the most important people were his grandparents.

It's a pity that Mr. Guo doesn't care about their father and son's affairs. Dalin is all about him in the newspapers now. As a grandfather, he is very happy to see it.

So Guo Degang, who went to Tianjin, was rejected once and continued to worry.

As time went by, Guo Qilin's fan meetings and tour press conferences were all very successful. At the beginning of April, he was about to leave. He packed up some daily items at home late at night and would hit the road tomorrow.

However, it was around ten o'clock and I was still a little sleepy. I was about to order a takeaway for a late night snack, but when I was about to pay, a video call suddenly appeared.

"Da Lin, my new song is ready, do you want to listen to it?"

In an apartment of more than 200 square meters, Guo Qilin watched Deng Ziqi in the video with joy. Facing himself, he was not an outsider at all, talking to himself in furry pajamas.

The background is in her music room, where many musical instruments can be seen, including a guitar that appeared in her previous concert.

In addition to the piano, she also likes the guitar.

"Really? What kind of new song?"

In terms of music, it was impossible for Deng Ziqi not to share it with him, because the new song was based on his inspiration for "Light Chaser", so naturally he wanted to let him listen to it as soon as possible.

"Isn't your song "Light Chaser"? It's about secret love? It's been very popular recently, so I created a new song based on this. Now I sing a full version. What do you think?"

"Ah."

"Wait for me then. I'll put down the camera on my phone." Deng Ziqi's face became serious. After staring at the camera to make sure that he and the piano could be seen, he immediately sat down on the chair and prepared to play.

"I'm ready."

In order to play well, Deng Ziqi took a deep breath, then pressed his ten fingers, and the piano emits a pleasant tune.

Just when she was playing, even if the phone was right in front of her, she would not meet Guo Qilin's eyes at all.

It wasn't until he started singing that he raised his head and looked at him.

“I’ve been in a good mood lately~
I don’t know why~
This is how I feel now~
I want to sing to you~"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

As she sang, Deng Ziqi seemed like a different person while sitting in front of the piano. She couldn't help laughing. Her laughing point was already low, and she felt like this after feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Hearing this cheerful Deng-style laughter, Guo Qilin had no idea, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just let me slow down, I'll continue, I'll continue."

Deng Ziqi lowered his head and pressed the black and white keys of the piano and sang: "Looking at the little stars outside the window~

Thinking about my secret~

I'm not sure if it counts as love~
I only know that I'm thinking of you~

The distance between us seems to be far and near again~

You are obviously not by my side, but I feel very close to you~

......"

Deng Ziqi was always smiling as she sang every line. Guo Qilin didn't know why she was so funny in the video, but he was also inexplicably infected by her smiling face.

However, he found that this song was sung by a secret love, so it was perfect as a confession.

"The distance between us seems to be getting closer~

Do you also have a special feeling for me~
I hesitate to tell you~
The secret in my heart is that I seem to like you~"

As the song got better, Guo Qilin noticed that Deng Ziqi's face turned a little red while he was playing the piano. She also knew that her face must have changed, but because she was singing, she could only continue singing regardless.

It wasn't until the last sentence fell that Deng Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

"It sounds so good. It's suitable for expressing love, but it's not suitable for the sadness of having a secret love."

"At first I wanted to follow the taste of a secret love, but as I kept writing, I ended up here."

While talking, Deng Ziqi touched his slightly red face with the back of his relatively cold hand.

In fact, these are just lyrics, nothing more.

For example, it was fine when she sang "Dimples", but "My Secret" kept pulling on her emotions while singing.

It's strange, I don't even understand why.

"How soon will it be released? Many people will definitely like this song."

"It will take a while until I record it. Now I simply want to find an audience to experience it. You are the first audience I can think of right now."

"I'm so honored to be able to hear Teacher Deng Ziqi's new song as soon as possible. The new song is so nice and so sweet." Guo Qilin is a crosstalk actor, and he can't be idle. All these words come out as soon as he comes out.

Being said like this, Deng Ziqi was even more embarrassed. He still couldn't speak like a cross talk actor, so he changed the subject, "By the way, what are you doing now? I didn't disturb you so late."

"No, prepare to order takeout."

"I'd like to order some takeout. I'm hungry."

In terms of food, both of them are good.

Guo Qilin stood up, picked up his other mobile phone, and showed the things clicked on this phone.

As soon as it was shown, Deng Ziqi was almost dumbfounded, he was so good at eating it.

Foie gras and beef rice, beef stir-fried with spicy cabbage, pork chop curry rice, tobiko salad.

She had never tasted these before, they were not on the usual menu, they were so colorful.

Not only that, but looking down, there are a lot of payment slips, and it seems like there are a lot of them on a regular basis.

“Do you like ordering takeout so much?”

“It’s lazy to live alone, and it’s hard to prepare anything.”

"It looks better than pork glutinous rice balls." Deng Ziqi said seriously while looking at the pictures of the dishes through the video.

Guo Qilin's expression couldn't help but laugh, "Can you please stop thinking about that? Before I met you, I didn't even understand this thing."

"Look, I'm hungry. I'm going to order takeout too. I'll call you later to see what I ordered."

"okay."

After the video call was hung up, Deng Ziqi went to order takeout. In order to compose a new song, she had been busy all night today, revising and revising it until now.

After finishing clicking, she put down her phone and stared at the piano again, remembering that Dalin said that this song was more suitable for expressing love.

Indeed, it is suitable for confession.

The taste is on the sweet side.

When she was writing this song, she was listening to "Light Chaser" while writing it. Unknowingly, the tune style became like this, which was completely different from the style expressed in "Light Chaser".

Maybe I was in a happy mood when I wrote it.

As for happiness, she didn't know why she was so happy when she wrote this song. She just thought about Guo Qilin's appearance on the stage, which made her in a good mood and very happy.

The relationship between the two is getting better and better, and they can communicate more about music.

Even in her emotions, she always wanted to be with him more.

There is no shortage of fun things to do with him.

After a moment of silence, Deng Ziqi once again played the accompaniment of the song. Halfway through, her heart gradually accelerated, as if she vaguely understood what this feeling felt like.

……

"What should I order? I've already eaten the beef rice. Let's order the pork chop rice. But this barbecue restaurant is also good. Forget it, I'll order both."

Guo Qilin operated on the takeout software and decisively placed two orders. His happiness now is eating whatever he likes.

No more caring about physical illness.

Because he solved this problem, he has been very happy recently, and he is also looking forward to the food he can eat on future tours.

After placing the order and waiting for more than 20 minutes, everything he asked for was delivered.

Haven't had time to open it yet.

Video call.

Deng Ziqi's eyes widened in his mobile phone, and he kept looking at Guo Qilin's table, "How is it? Has your stuff arrived? Mine has arrived, let me see what you ordered."

(End of this chapter)