reborn perfect male god

Chapter 602 Big guy!

The atmosphere became awkward, and Liu Zepeng said softly: "Lin Ruofeng, don't refuse so quickly, and don't think that I won't help you. My first reaction when I got this recommendation list was to be angry, and I wanted to throw it in the trash Barrel, but I thought about it carefully, and I have a good idea, so that you can do what you want without offending others, and you can choose whoever you want."

Lin Ruofeng asked: "What idea?"

Liu Zepeng smiled: "I agree to let them join the big list, but let them wait endlessly. If anyone is impatient, let them fight and fight first. Play tricks and tricks, you have to play Be ruthless, if you don't want to do this, you can leave this kind of dirty work of intrigue to me, and I will help you deal with them."

Lin Ruofeng rubbed his chin, thought for a long time, and nodded slowly: "Well, you can try this trick. You give me the list, and I will focus on the few teams on the list. Hehe, want to be on my show? Let's see which of you has a louder voice! I'm short of a few thugs with loud voices to help me maintain my dignity!"

Liu Zepeng's eyes were narrowed into a smile, and he tapped him affectionately with the tip of his chopsticks: "You are not stupid! There is no permanent enemy in this world, and sometimes there will be traitors in the enemy's camp. You just need to give me some sweetness." , can easily pull them back!"

Both of them laughed, raised their drinks and drank a glass.

No one expected that the traitor came so quickly, as if he had started a wind walk. As soon as Lin Ruofeng returned with the recommendation list from the stage, Xu Jinqiang came with his work mobile phone.

Xu Jinqiang handed over a list with the name and phone number of the unit densely written on it: "Director Lin, nine groups of people called me this morning, all of them were beating around the bush to inquire about news, and they were just signing up for a seat. I didn't dare to bother you, take a look."

Lin Ruofeng simply took him back to the room, and put the list in front of Gu Jianlin: "Mr. Gu, please help introduce these people."

Gu Jianlin is a member of the circle, and explained one by one along the list: "At 8:34, the weekend of the Lingnan Opera Troupe, they are a branch of the Southern School of cross talk, but the situation of the Southern School has been worse in recent years, and the Lingnan Opera Troupe has also passed. It’s not easy, generally speaking, in the cross talk world, their status is first-rate, and their strength is second-rate.”

Xu Jinqiang asked curiously: "Cross talk is also divided into north and south?"

Lin Ruofeng nodded and explained: "Of course, the northern school has a slower rhythm, and the work is longer, and the burden has to be crushed before shaking out. The southern school has a fast rhythm, and the actors can speak and sing well. Two or three sentences are a burden, and the two schools The main thing is that the point of laughter is different.”

After going through stand-up comedy, Lin Ruofeng learned a lot about the world of cross talk.

Gu Jianlin sighed: "Unfortunately, the market determines everything. After all, the Southern School has a slightly weaker mass base and fewer audiences, so their life is even more difficult. The second place, call at 8:50, Liao Gaoguanling Acrobatic Troupe, oh, this The unit is a bit interesting, they are famous for their comedy and acrobatic performances, and they seem to have won a national opera award. This is a first-class team, haven't you invited them?"

Lin Ruofeng said: "No, acrobatics are not within the scope of my consideration for the time being."

After introducing them one by one, Lin Ruofeng had a clear idea.

These nine phone calls are all units in the folk arts industry, and they are more or less related to comedy, and they all voluntarily signed up to fill the seats.

Among them, there are four cross talk teams, all of which are of high status in the rivers and lakes. There are groups in the north and south of the country. They are some teams that have had glory in the past, but are now struggling. People of the big genre.

The phone rang again, Xu Jinqiang went out to answer it, Lin Ruofeng and Gu Jianlin continued to ponder.

Lin Ruofeng said: "It's normal that the three sects of the Northern School don't contact me. Big names don't care about this."

Gu Jianlin said: "Except for the three of them, the famous and surnamed cross talk circles across the country have basically given in and are willing to line up!"

Lin Ruofeng shook his head: "Admit soft? I don't think things are that simple! Let's just say that I invited the Lingnan Opera Troupe to this weekend, but they refused firmly, saying that they don't have time to run around every week in Lanhai Lingnan, and they are busy with business performances." But come, there is no schedule or anything."

Lin Ruofeng sneered, and said, "Why do you suddenly have a schedule now? If you have time? Are you willing to fly around every week? And think about it, it is unknown when the replacement player will be able to take the stage, maybe three months It’s not your turn when it’s over, you wasted three months and still can’t do anything, how many people can accept this condition? The attitude changes too fast before and after, and if things go wrong, there must be demons!”

Gu Jianlin was a little unsure: "Are you worried that they will show courtesy first and then fight? First show goodness and surrender, and wait to see your reaction?"

Lin Ruofeng sighed: "I don't know, if only I were the roundworm in their stomachs. Okay, okay, don't think about it so much, let's talk again, there will be a competition tomorrow night, my heart is still hanging on." I'm going..."

In fact, Lin Ruofeng still pretended to say something in his heart. The recommendation list given by Liu Zepeng was the same as those in the nine phone calls. This Lingnan Opera Troupe was one of them. .

Emotionally speaking, Lin Ruofeng is willing to give the declining cross talk team more opportunities to show their faces, but there are too many monks, and there are only six pits on the stage. He has occupied the position of cross talk, and he can't accommodate other colleagues. He can't withdraw another sketch It's impossible to switch to cross talk, he can't make fun of the ratings.

But in case he is really kicked out of the stage by the audience, the Lingnan Quyi Troupe is not his best candidate. The one he wants to invite most is one of the three schools of northern cross talk. It is still the same sentence, the market decides, and the reputation decides , It is the same reason for fans to choose to watch the World Cup final or the national football qualifying match. He can't make fun of the ratings.

Xu Jinqiang came in, and said mysteriously: "Director Lin, Lin Yunshe has called, and they are also inquiring about the replacement!"

Lin Ruofeng's eyes lit up: "Lin Yunshe, one of the three schools of northern crosstalk?"

Gu Jianlin was also surprised: "Is it the call from the class leader Lin Yingcai?"

Xu Jinqiang shook his head: "It's a call from the Liaison Department of Lin Yunshe Performing Arts Company. It's the official version. We want us to pass on a show schedule to them, and they'll see if they can adjust the schedule of the actors. If they can arrange it , sign up with us again."

Lin Ruofeng asked: "They didn't say who they plan to send? Could it be the two teachers Lin Yingcai and Yu Shihong personally?"

Xu Jinqiang said: "They didn't say, oops, a business-like tone, as if it doesn't matter. It's the feeling that we can cooperate if we can cooperate, and forget it if we can't cooperate."

Gu Jianlin chuckled: "Hey, this wrist is big!"

(End of this chapter)