This is not a fanfare meddling, it can be explained that inviting the master to visit the current Yumingxuan does not rise to such an important level.

However, it can be regarded as Zhang Mingyu's dedication to what he can do at this point in time.

What's more, in addition, Zhang Mingyu also plans to make some changes in the content of the performance.

The art of cross talk is a form of performance that can reflect the interactive nature.

Generally speaking, cross talk is a process in which one or several people are on the stage and chatting with the audience.

In the small talk, the content of the story is told and interpreted, and the main purpose is to amuse.

Since it's small talk, you have to allow the audience to interact with each other.

In the cross talk industry, there is a professional term called hanging, which means improvising jokes, improvising according to the situation on the scene, and does not affect the normal performance.

Of course, what Zhang Mingyu is preparing to do is not the same as the current hanging, the industry term is called smashing and hanging, which can also be understood as mutual blackmailing between cross talk actors, or gags and teasing each other.

Put your own black material on the bright side and amuse the audience with it.

If Zhou Qinghui knew his thoughts, he should immediately think of a variety show in his previous life, Tucao Conference.

Spit on the black material and turn the black material into a joke, so as to achieve the purpose of whitewashing.

Not...

Pretty much one thing.

However, Zhang Mingyu's plan is quite good, but the timing is not right.

"Haha, thank you, but I don't necessarily have time to pass today."

Zhou Qinghui laughed, he actually wanted to go, after all, the cross talk, the feeling of listening to it live, it was definitely not comparable to the effect he watched on the computer in his previous life.

But Ran Ran's girl sent a message saying that his father was here, and Zhou Qinghui felt that in this case, it was better not to go out to wave first.

Hearing him say this, Zhang Mingyu on the other end of the phone was a little regretful, but he didn't say anything more but smiled and said, "Okay, old man, if you have time tomorrow, you can come over tomorrow, I'll prepare in advance." ”

"Hey, let's talk about it, I got your heart, I'll see when I have time, and when we can make another appointment."

...

Outside the hospital, Zhou Hongcheng got down from the co-pilot, looked at the closed courtyard door, and said to Zhou Youran, who got out of the car later: "No one at noon, someone should be there now, right?" ”

"Even if there's no one at home, you should have the key, right? Hurry up and pack your things, and come with me to the academy in a moment, and we'll be back when we're done. ”

"Oh..."

Zhou Youran replied in a low voice, praying in his heart, grandpa, you must receive a text message from me, you must go out and hide!

...

In the yard, after Zhou Qinghui hung up the phone, he noticed that he didn't know when he received a message on his phone, and when he clicked on it, he found that it was sent by his cheap granddaughter - grandpa, my father and I just left our jobs from Beijing Satellite TV, and now we are going home, do you want to go out and hide first?

Shaking his head with a smile, Zhou Qinghui ignored it.

It's not that he doesn't want to pay attention to it, first, he is talking about things with lawyer Guo here, and before the matter is finished, he suddenly says to change places, or drive people away, which is not appropriate.

Second, he didn't have contact with the sixth child in person, and Zhou Qinghui didn't feel the need to go out to hide.

As for the third, Zhou Qinghui feels that this may be an opportunity, maybe he can communicate with the sixth child, maybe he can ease the relationship and improve his activity.

Back at the table, Zhou Qinghui had just chatted with lawyer Guo Xi for a long time when he heard the door of the courtyard ring, and two figures walked in one after the other.

"Huh?"

Zhou Qinghui looked over, and the figure walking in front was the lovely granddaughter he had seen almost every day this week, and the little girl at this time was worried and entangled with a face.

Beyond Zhou Youran's figure, walking behind her was a tall male figure, at a glance, Zhou Qinghui only felt familiar.

This person should be his sixth child, right?

Zhou Qinghui looked at the familiar face in the strangeness, and quietly speculated in his heart.

Whether it is from the message sent by Ran Ran today or the slightly familiar appearance in front of him, Zhou Qinghui can easily guess that this should be Ran Ran's father, his son - the sixth of the nine sons of the Zhou family, Zhou Hongcheng.

The genes of the old Zhou family are relatively strong, and the nine sons of the Zhou family belong to the extremely rare nineplets, although with the growth of age and the difference in experience, the appearance of the nine sons has been different, but between the eyebrows, the similarities can still be seen.

It can be said that the nine sons of the Zhou family have inherited almost all the advantages of Zhou Qinghui and Fang Yue'er (Zhou Qinghui's wife) in terms of appearance.

Among the nine women, the fourth, seventh, eighth, three sisters and the younger brother of the nine, the four of them are more like their mother Fang Yue'er in appearance.

Among them, the old Zhou Hongsi is a little more neutral, and the whole person is heroic, and he is known as the Queen of Sisi, but he is not plain.

At this time, Zhou Qinghui saw the sixth child, Zhou Hongcheng, although because of professional factors, in daily life, writing books and creations, is more like an older otaku.

But from a physical point of view, the sixth child's figure is not bad, but he is thinner than the third child who is a director.

Although he is a house, he is the father of two daughters after all, and he is 43 years old this year, and in terms of appearance, he is not like some writers (definitely not talking about the little wolf himself), the whole person is sloppy and unkempt, and he has the appearance of an "artist" (dog head to save his life, this is a joke).

Zhou Hongcheng has short hair and inches, and the whole person looks neat, and when he walked into the courtyard with Ran Ran, his eyes happened to be looking at Zhou Qinghui indoors through the glass.

Almost instantly, Zhou Hongcheng's face became gloomy, his eyes swept casually, and after seeing the young woman sitting opposite Zhou Qinghui, his face became even more embarrassed.

"Grandpa... You're at home..."

Zhou Youran walked into the house and whispered hello, at this moment, the little girl's mind was thinking about how to avoid the two elders from quarreling, but her eyes didn't stay on Guo Xi.

"Well, Ran Ran is back?" Zhou Qinghui stood up, withdrew his gaze from Zhou Hongcheng, and smiled sweetly at the little girl, "Xiaolin's glasses are matched?" ”

"Well, it's ready at noon..."

Zhou Youran nodded, and was just about to continue to say something, but behind him, his father Zhou Hongcheng's voice floated over: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you go to clean up your things?" ”