Shuang Qi

At nine o'clock in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Qifeng had just finished his inhumane and brutal morning exercises, went back to the house, drank a cup of fat sea, and changed his clothes before going downstairs to have breakfast with everyone.

As soon as he sat down at the dining table, he clearly felt that Pei Linchuan looked at him a little differently from the previous two days, a little too eager.

It seems that he didn't practice in vain this morning, and it finally aroused his old man's deep affection for traditional folk art.

"Shall we go to the beach today?" Pei Ying suggested just after eating the last bite of bread.

Everyone didn't have a definite destination. Since someone suggested it, of course they readily accepted it.

"Row……"

……

When there are many people, the benefits of the commercial vehicle will be reflected. There are six adults and one child, and the commercial vehicle has exactly seven seats. If it is replaced by an ordinary car, it still cannot fit.

Starting from home at ten o'clock, the road is full of exotic scenery, which gave Jiang Qifeng, a "bumpkin" who has never been abroad, a lot of insight.

An hour later, the group arrived at the beach smoothly.

Seeing the magnificent landscape in front of him, even Zhang Xiuming was a little dazed.

This is not the same as the imagined seaside, there is no sunny beach, only the magnificent deep blue sea and strange-shaped rocks.

"Master, do you want to take pictures? My mobile phone has a high pixel resolution." Perhaps it was the magnificent scenery that made Jiang Qifeng courageous, and he excitedly waved his mobile phone at Zhang Xiuming.

Zhang Xiuming didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he turned his head and walked together with Pei Linchuan.

Seeing this, Jiang Qifeng actually felt a little wronged.

"Just take it as your default."

The camera focused on the backs of the two of them, they were facing the blue sky, white clouds and rocky bay, with a "click", Jiang Qifeng's mobile phone perfectly recorded the scene in front of him.

There was a bit of joy in Jiang Qifeng's eyes, and then he took a few more pure landscape photos.

"If you adjust the wide angle, the shots will be more spectacular."

Pei Ying did not know when she walked behind Jiang Qifeng, and suddenly said a word to him, which startled him.

"Brother, you startled me." Jiang Qifeng patted his chest lightly to recover.

Then he adjusted the phone camera to wide-angle mode as he said, and it was really spectacular. "Really, brother, you know a lot!"

Pei Ying couldn't help laughing. It was the first time I heard that I knew how to use a wide angle.

"Do you want to take a picture? Shall I take two for you?"

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "I'd better take a selfie, I'm always dumbfounded when others take pictures of me, it's too stupid."

Pei Ying didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, let me try, my photography skills are much better than the "others" you said. "

Jiang Qifeng scratched his head and smiled: "Okay then..."

The wind at the beach is strong and the ultraviolet rays are strong, so Jiang Qifeng also wore a thin sun protection clothing outside his short sleeves, which was also white.

The sea breeze hits, and the corners of the sun protection clothing are blown up by the wind. Such a dress is more elegant in the wind.

Pei Ying didn't talk too much, his photography skills were really good, his already handsome looks added a sense of luxury in his lens, this photo posted in the circle of friends was much more popular than others.

"Thank you brother! It's a pity that you are not a photographer!"

It is said that if you want to truly appreciate the magnificent scenery of this bay, you can take a helicopter not far away and experience the magnificence of the coast in the air through a journey of about 25 minutes.

However, Zhang Xiuming felt unsafe and refused to experience anything, so he had to let it go.

So the group of people walked slowly on the shore for a while, and after smelling the salty smell of the sea, they returned to the car and prepared to leave.

At noon, Pei Ying took everyone to eat seafood, and walked around the square after coming out.

In the afternoon, I went to see two more history museums. For the first time, Jiang Qifeng felt that his elder brother was illiterate, and he could barely understand it all the way because of Pei Ying's detailed explanation.

……

After coming out of the museum, Pei Ying pointed to the building that was already lit up not far away and said, "That is the theater where we will watch the musical tonight. I will go there to collect tickets first. You can find a place to rest and have something to eat first." Bar."

After this day, everyone was used to listening to Pei Ying's arrangements, so naturally there was no doubt about it now.

It's just that the eyes of two people were fixed in the distance, and they didn't look back for a long time.

There is indeed a tacit understanding between master and apprentice sometimes, such as now.

Zhang Xiuming and Jiang Qifeng looked at the theater in the distance almost simultaneously in a trance.

Even across the street a hundred meters away, the shape of the theater can still be clearly seen.

Very spectacular, very design sense, very high-end atmosphere.

"Brother, it'll be over later, what are you looking at." Pei Linchuan said with his arms around Zhang Xiuming's shoulders.

"I'm thinking, what would it be like if one day the cross talk show could be held here." Zhang Xiuming's eyes showed longing.

Hearing this, Jiang Qifeng was a little surprised. What he thought in his heart was similar to that of Zhang Xiuming.

Pei Linchuan was slightly startled, for some reason, a strong expectation came to his heart.

"It will," he said.

At night, the theater was full, and there were tourists from all over the world inside, but there were probably not many people like Jiang Qifeng who could barely understand a word throughout the whole process.

Even so, he was struck by the infectious power of art.

If one day, they really take the cross talk show abroad, will they be able to achieve this effect?

At this moment, he still has no answer in his heart.

"There are actually a lot of Chinese here, we can try."

Just after the show ended, Zhang Xiuming's deep voice came from behind.

Jiang Qifeng turned his head to look, and Zhang Xiuming was also looking at him.

"We?" Jiang Qifeng keenly grasped the key point of Zhang Xiuming's words, bit the two words in disbelief, and repeated them.

"If you think you can do it by yourself, that's fine too." After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiuming ignored him, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Pei Linchuan.

The others had gone far away, but Jiang Qifeng was still following slowly, his thoughts turning back and forth, turning into a mess.

Master, you mean to cooperate and try overseas special sessions?Is Qulan Society and Shuangqi Society cooperating?Does Master approve of Shuangqi Club?Will the three-year bet continue?God, there is such a good thing!

"Xiaofeng! Hurry up! Get in the car!" Pei Ying shouted.

Jiang Qifeng finally came back to his senses, slightly suppressed the ecstasy in his eyes, and quickened his pace to catch up. "coming!"

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That night, Jiang Qifeng selected nine of the photos taken today and posted them on Moments, and also sent a copy to Weibo by the way.

Maybe it was because he was tired from playing, or maybe it was because he got up early in the past two days that he forcibly adjusted his work and rest time.Jiang Qifeng returned to his room after delivering the water, lay on the bed/on the bed and fell asleep within 15 minutes.

In his sleep, how could he have expected how many waves the nine photos he just sent would cause waves among his peers and audience.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Beijing time, there was already a lot of discussion on the Internet, and the unpopular circle of cross talk circles rushed to the top ten of the hot discussion list.

"Damn it, why did Jiang Qifeng celebrate the New Year with Zhang Xiuming! Didn't they break up?"

"Who is next to Zhang Xiuming? You can't tell just by looking at the back."

"Qulan's old fan is crying passionately, this is Pei Linchuan! Pei Linchuan who crushed Tang Chong'an on the show back then!"

"What do you mean, return to Qulan Society collectively?"

"Take it down, Qulan Club doesn't welcome traitors with the surname J."

"Is there a disease upstairs? The master didn't say anything, where did you come to the conclusion of "traitor"?" "

"Didn't the Shuangqi Society seal the box quite successfully? If Jiang Qifeng goes back, what will the Shuangqi Society do?"

"Let's break up, what else can we do?"

……

It was only the first day of the new year, and Chen Sha, who had managed to rest for two days, was forced to end her vacation early.

Because the co-organizers of Shuangqi Club, the performers, and the media who pay attention to Quyihang have already called one after another to verify.

Who told her to be Jiang Qifeng's agent.

Chen Sha stared at the ever-increasing incoming call information on her mobile phone, her eyeballs could already burst into flames.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and opened WeChat, and sent a voice message to someone in Zhengxiang who was sleeping far away in the southern hemisphere.

"You'd better never come back, I'll hack you to death if you come back."

The cruel words have been let out, but the business still needs to be done.

Chen Sha first went to see the copywriting that Jiang Qifeng posted with the photo.

[Cross talk actor Jiang Qifeng: On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I am in a foreign country wishing everyone a happy and prosperous New Year. (bowing) (heart)]

"Uh..." [Subway old man looking at his phone? JPG]

Chen Sha squinted at the phone screen and fell silent.

Do all straight men write like this?

Before she could think about it, another call came in.Chen Sha hung up without thinking, sat up from the bed and was ready to start working.

Just half an hour later, she posted the itinerary of several commercial performances of Shuangqi Club after the year.

[Shuangqi Society: The partnership has not been disbanded, and staff has not been reduced. Happy Chinese New Year, see you next year. (Picture? JPG)]

As a result, the wind direction on the Internet began to waver.

"Then what do you mean, is Qulan Society going to form an alliance with Shuangqi Society?"

"I heard that Dongcheng was overwhelmed when it was sealed. If we do this, Dongcheng should be cold next year, right?"

"Is Dongcheng not cold now? Apart from Tang Chong'an and Xie Yan, there isn't even anyone who can be named."

"Tell me a joke, who is Xie Yan?"

……

One night passed, the sky outside the window was bright, and the clouds in the distance were still flaming red.

The ear-piercing ringtone of the mobile phone beside the bed woke Jiang Qifeng from his sleep.

He turned over and pressed the alarm clock.

5 minutes later, the bell rang again.

Jiang Qifeng, who finally managed to open his eyes, sat up and turned on his mobile phone. The first thing he saw was a series of messages on WeChat.

He hesitated for a moment, and opened Chen Sha's chat window first. There was only one voice.

"You'd better never come back, I'll hack you to death if you come back."

The drowsy Jiang Qifeng frowned slightly, he still didn't know what happened in his hometown [-] kilometers away that night.

So Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a moment, and replied to Chen Sha.