villain king

Chapter 88
"I have to thank Uncle Qian for coming today. I was too busy a while ago, so I didn't have time to thank you in person."

A World Without Thieves was the lead of others, and I didn't come to say thank you after filming for more than half a year, which is really a bit dishonest.

Knowing that Uncle Qian loves wine, Ji Yun stopped by and bought a bottle of Moutai at the door.

I heard that there are not many real Moutai sales outlets in Yanjing, and the entrance of Deyun Club is one.

I don't know if the boss is related to Uncle Qian, Ji Yun knows what kind of wine people want to buy as soon as Ji Yun opens his mouth, and he only picks the most expensive ones to take out.

"Come on, come on, what's the cost?"

While refusing, Yu Qian stuffed the wine into his shoulder pocket, looking at Guo Degang with black lines all over his head.

"You take advantage of the young couple."

"It's not a young couple." Wan Qian retorted in a low voice.

"It's easy for me to do this. You have been popular for the past two years, and even without my introduction, it will be smooth sailing." Yu Qian gave Ji Yun a thumbs up. "You're almost on the stage."

"Soon, it's December." Ji Yun nodded.

"Then you are still idle like this?" Yu Qiandiao asked with a smile.

"Isn't this a bit of a conflict with the company?"

Originally, the company asked him to do publicity, but after he announced the start of filming "Embroidered Spring Knife", the company's superiors were a little dissatisfied and temporarily removed him from the publicity team.

Wen Dong negotiated with his superiors, but he spoke with the yin and yang of Yanjing people, which made the two brothers not satisfied, and even gave Ji Yunzui a class.

The main reason is to let him restrain himself, and he has to come back to work before starting the machine in December.

The plot isn't too serious, and it just so happens that Ji Yun doesn't like running around wildly, so it would be great if he had the time to film two more movies.

Yu Qian pondered for a while, "Didn't you still shoot kung fu? Didn't you believe it?"

"The later part of the film is too cumbersome, and it will take a while to release the news. Besides, Master Xing does not have as much energy as Huayi in mainland China, and can occupy the entertainment page for half a year for publicity."

Guo Degang nodded. Feng Dapao and Zhou Xingchi are both comedians, and he is familiar with them.

"It's not easy to do any job now."

Yu Qian came up with an idea. He glanced at Guo Degang, who was frowning tightly, and then at Ji Yun, "Men, can you tell me this is okay? You are here, come on stage and play with us."

Both Ji Yun and Guo Degang were taken aback.

Guo De just wanted to refuse, but suddenly changed his mind.

Ji Yun is a little popular now, and he can help Deyun Club get more popularity by coming on stage, and he can also take the opportunity to promote the movie himself, which should be a win-win decision.

Guo Degang tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers, but he didn't know how good this young man was.

"This is not very good." Ji Yun glanced at Guo Degang who was silent, and hesitated to decline.

Uncle Qian has not officially joined the grass-roots team yet. According to the progress, he should have been officially invited to join after working with Guo Degang for four years.

Now he is more like an external professor of the school, although he is partnered with the little black fat man and has some right to speak.

But Guo Degang is the only one who can really make a decision.

This club is Tao'er's one-way house, and Yu Qian's one-sided invitation, he can't accept rashly.

"What are you afraid of?" Yu Qian seemed to be encouraging Ji Yun, but vaguely said to Guo Degang: "You can even know the lyrics of Taiping, but you can't talk about cross talk? For cross talk, just two people chat on stage. If you can't speak Mandarin well, you can be regarded as a southern comedian." , besides, my brothers are holding you, what can happen."

Guo Degang's eyes lit up, and his back immediately straightened up: "Do you know the lyrics of Taiping?"

"Hey!" Yu Qian patted Ji Yun on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, "We guys sing very well!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, "That Mr. Zhuang took a leisurely trip to the west of the city."

Ji Yun immediately connected, "I saw that man riding a horse, so I rode a donkey."

"Good!" Guo Degang said good with a smile.

Of course, it's not that he can sing well, but that he can sing well. The lyrics of Taiping are different from pop songs. There is no accompaniment, and his voice is pure and clear.

Uncle Qian can sing, but he rarely sings on stage, partly because his voice is not as clean as Tao'er.

Guo Degang sighed a little, "Nowadays actors who can sing Taiping lyrics don't dare to call themselves cross talk artists, and our colleagues don't even know what Taiping lyrics are, but dare to call themselves cross talk artists."

Yu Qian hurriedly stopped him: "Talk everything to the children."

Wan Qian suddenly chuckled, these two behaved like an old couple.

"Young master sang well." Guo Degang smiled with satisfaction, "Come on stage with our brothers."

Yu Qian also suggested from the sidelines, "Don't worry, this line is three-pointed and seven-pointed, and we can find out what you say on stage."

Guo Degang nodded and said yes, this business does not have the burden that I can't shake.

"Okay!" Turning around and looking at Wan Qian, feeling the encouraging gaze from the other party, he nodded in response.

In a later variety show, two "laymen" also performed two cross talks on stage.

One is comedian Shen Teng, and the other is variety show actor Da Hei Niu.

Shen Teng partnered with Xiaoyue, and Da Hei Niu partnered with Yu Qian. On the contrary, Shen Teng, who is a professional comedian, did not perform as expected.

The reason is that Shen Teng's role as a fan is really not easy.

The three turns and four shakes of cross talk are all tied to one person, and the requirements for professionalism are too high.

"Okay then, let's match the words first."

Guo Degang picked and picked among many scripts, and finally took out a copy of "Picking the Jacket".

This is the book at the bottom of the box. Later, Deyun even said that he can lead whoever is praised to act in the mandarin jacket.

Originally, facing a layman like Ji Yun, he should have chosen books like "Four Generations" and "Anti-Seven Mouths".

But Ji Yun is too young, and the two of them are getting old, so the ethics can be used as an inconspicuous joke to mobilize emotions.But this kind of book full of ethical jokes can't produce a sense of contrast, it's untenable, and the effect is definitely not good.

After all, a cross talk performance is also a performance, and Ji Yun has professional skills, so he won't be numb when he comes on stage.

Ji Yun opened the book, and suddenly one head and two big.

The book doesn't look too thick, but it is densely packed with revisions, and the small script almost dyed the A4 paper black, and only the corners can reveal a trace of white background.

Some places were deleted and edited piece by piece, and the revised content was even longer. Ji Yun turned two pages, and every page was like this.

It is these modifications that have more than tripled the amount of lines in the book.

They also found it difficult to memorize it in a short time, "No need to memorize it, just memorize the beginning, and the two of us will lead you to talk."

"Okay!" Ji Yun bit the bullet and nodded.

"You just have to look at the lines that are cracked in the mud. I'll be a joker, and I'll make up for you. Relax!"

"Why do you get so nervous?" Wan Qian looked at Ji Yun holding the thin notebook, and blamed him for fussing over a molehill.

As an actor, isn't memorizing lines a basic skill?
When she leaned closer, she saw the densely packed edits on it, and she couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"Apprentice, come on!"

(End of this chapter)