Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 121 Competing again?

The leader who spoke calmly glanced at the disappointed or nervous expressions of the crowd, and finally met a pair of eyes eager to meet the challenge.

It was Lin Qingfeng.

He was satisfied in his heart, but he didn't show it. He just continued to announce:

"Next, everyone has seven days to prepare for the next round of competition."

"Theme for the second game: 'Neighborhood.'"

This sentence blew up the pot again.

Especially the actors from the music association, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

This competition is really a competition system that they have never heard of or seen before.

You must know that those competitions in the past were all based on collecting money.

After taking the money, just casually talk about what you are best at and it's over.

There are also so many competitions with several rounds, but most of them are one round, and a few are eliminated, and one round, and a few are eliminated.

Like the group of people in the room, most of them are a bit of a real book and don't want to spend money.

There are not many participants in each competition, even if they participate, it is still a round trip.

This "house" theme has already hollowed them out.

What's more, it's only been a week, and I have to prepare a new joke and memorize the words.

As the leaders walked forward, there was a person who sighed:
"It's better to be eliminated!"

"It's so hard to finish the performance, why do you want to compare..."

Of course, some people patted people on the shoulder and comforted them:

"Come on, if you have the skills, go home and study the new book."

"That's right, don't we all have experience, just write like today."

As they spoke, the few of them exchanged a knowing look.

This is all for messing around.

In the first scene, they just took what they were good at, and stuffed a few sentences about the house in it to finish the calculation.

Now that there is a second game, it is obvious that they are going to follow the script.

After all, such a good game.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but because of Lin Qingfeng's presence, this game attracted a lot of attention.

Being able to show up in such a competition is great for raising performance fees in the future.

These few, thinking about not being eliminated anyway, tried their best to show off what they are good at, so as to gain some reputation.

But they didn't think about it, or they didn't think about it at all.

It is precisely because of Lin Qingfeng's existence that when other people's programs are carefully prepared and performed well.

Those fools will become the green leaves to set off Lin Qingfeng.

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Lin Qingfeng would also make them look even more hideous and low-level in business.

Not to mention the few music association actors.

After the show here, Ren Jun took the initiative to come over and chat with Lin Qingfeng on WeChat.

He was originally here to make friends, not to mention that this person is worthy of appreciation, so Lin Qingfeng naturally did not refuse.

Originally, Ren Jun also said that we should go have a supper together.

Ever since Lin Qingfeng heard the subject of the neighborhood, he had many thoughts in his mind.

So he declined Ren Jun's invitation.

But still sighed:
"Are you still in good spirits tonight?"

Ren Jun speaks Changsha dialect when performing tasks on stage, but speaks Mandarin very standard when communicating.

He grinned happily: "You don't know, we Changsha at ten o'clock, and the nightlife just started. A few years ago, my master and I are rushing to the market."

It's all about craftsmanship.

It's different from the actors from the Music Association.

The music association's performance arrangement is basically a party, and it's over from seven to ten in the evening.

And the gang of actors didn't sit the whole time.

It was past ten o'clock, everyone was yawning and wished they could find a bed to lie down on the spot.

Lin Qingfeng agreed with Ren Jun to talk later, so he pulled Yu Qian into the car to Qingyun Club.

It's not that he has no place to live.

But Lin Qingfeng felt that talking about new works should have a sense of ritual, and they should be chatting in the backyard of the theater.

Yu Qian was also used to Lin Qingfeng's style of ignoring everything when it came to cross talk, so he called his wife in the car and said that he wanted to go to Qingyun Club to chat with Lin Qingfeng.

Not sure what time to go back tonight.

Maybe it's too late for the two of them to talk, and it's possible to make do with one night at Qingyun Club.

When the two of them arrived at Qingyun Club, it was the evening show that ended, the garden in front was closed, and the actors in the back began to summarize the meeting.

This tradition was passed down by Lin Qingfeng's father.

After the performances of Qingyun Club are completed every day, the actors will summarize in the background what are the deficiencies in their performances that deserve improvement, and the moderators will also give guidance.

And since Qingfeng Lin came.

This time is the favorite time of all the actors in Qingyun Club.

After all, listening to Lin Qingfeng's guidance is a very capable thing.

No matter what you don't understand, you can't figure it out.

With Lin Qingfeng's little dialing, it seems that he knows everything.

Not to mention that from time to time, Lin Qingfeng would make a living for everyone.

If Lin Qingfeng hadn't insisted that these actors were recruited when his father was around, they wouldn't have messed up their seniority.

Everyone has long had the idea of ​​worshiping Lin Qingfeng as a master.

Because of this, the arrival of Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian was warmly welcomed by everyone.

The summary meeting originally organized by Mr. Zhang Yunshun turned into a question-and-answer lecture by Lin Qingfeng.

Taking advantage of Lin Qingfeng being surrounded by the actors, Zhang Yunshun pulled Yu Qian aside.

"How about man, what's the result of the game?"

The old man didn't expect that the two young masters came to Qingyun club again instead of thinking about going back to rest after the match.

But no matter what, what he is most concerned about is the situation of the children's competition.

I knew in my heart that Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian's abilities were the same, but the old man always regarded them as juniors.

Yu Qian is also very aware of this, so he answered very patiently:

"The first round is over, and there will be a second round next week."

"I don't know how many rounds to compete, and each one will be eliminated."

Yu Qian sighed helplessly:
"I guess you will have to work harder on this day every week in the future."

Originally, the old man planned to retire gradually.

I'm getting older, and my physical condition can't keep up.

Furthermore, after all, Qingyun Society will also be the world of young people.

It happened that this game lasted from afternoon to night, so the old man had to be arrested to come on stage.

Just like the elders in tens of thousands of families, Zhang Yunshun waved his hand:

"What kind of hard work is this?"

"It's a good thing that you are promising."

"While I still have some use for my old bones, it's only serious to help you do what you can."

Zhang Yunshun asked Yu Qian how they came back.

Yu Qian told him honestly, the theme of the next round.

When he was still backstage, Lin Qingfeng had an idea, and dragged him straight to Qingyun club, probably planning to write a book here tonight.

"That's fine." Zhang Yunshun nodded.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"I'll go and buy you some wontons for supper."

(End of this chapter)