Shuang Qi

A folk art show can survive for so many years, and the program crew is naturally smart people with sharp eyesight and accurate reading of people.When Chen Sha went to find them, the chief director agreed almost without thinking.

With Jiang Qifeng's strength, even if he is sitting on the mentor seat, he deserves it, let alone an ordinary resident guest?

In addition, his popularity is extremely high, and there is a trend of continuous growth, which is bound to attract traffic to the show and bring considerable ratings...

The most important thing is that Jiang Qifeng's qualifications and reputation are temporarily inferior to his predecessors, and the appearance fee is [-]% lower than that of Huang Qiying!

Such a good deal, no fool would agree!

The person involved, Jiang Qifeng, was not so decisive. He had already lined up a lot of performances in the second half of the year. Even if Xiaoyuanzi's performances were reduced, he might be busy.If recording programs are added, he won't even have time to rest...

That is not an ordinary program, it is "New Star of Quyi" whose lifespan is comparable to the Spring Festival Gala.

After nearly 5 minutes of long silence, he finally moved.

Jiang Qifeng closed the document in his hand and put it on the table.

"I took it..."

-

On Thursday morning, Jiang Qifeng dug out a formal suit that had been buried in the closet for many years, and looked at himself in the full-length mirror, feeling a little awkward.

Still look good in a coat.

Wen Qiyu leaned against the door and looked at him with her arms in her arms, and sighed, "Go and change your hairstyle when you have time, don't blind your face and hanger figure for nothing."

Jiang Qifeng turned around, puzzled in his eyes: "What do you mean? Are you complimenting me or scolding me?"

Wen Qiyu raised his forehead: "Praise you, I praise you for being handsome and in good shape."

Jiang Qifeng didn't quite believe it, and looked at himself in the mirror carefully again, and paid special attention to the little curly hair on the top of his head.

"What did you say about this hairstyle?"

"Don't you think it's indecent?"

"Really?" Jiang Qifeng brushed his hair twice in front of the mirror, and then said very seriously: "I'll try to shave my head tomorrow."

Wen Qiyu was speechless.

This is not necessary.

Ten minutes later, Chen Sha drove her newly bought white BMW to Jiang Qifeng's downstairs, and picked him up to meet the program director at the TV station.

"You have so much money, why don't you hire a driver?" Jiang Qifeng touched the leather on the seat, poked the window glass beside him, and suddenly asked curiously.

"Seat belt." Chen Sha pointed to the belt beside him, and then said: "I like the feeling of driving by myself."

After the voice fell, the car started.Half an hour later, the two arrived at the agreed place.

"Mr. Jiang, long time no see."

The person who spoke was an old man who was over sixty years old. His hair was gray and his face was branded with the marks of time. He was the chief director of "Quyi Nova" and his surname was Yan.

Seeing this face and hearing this voice, Jiang Qifeng suddenly felt like a lifetime away.Many years ago, when he first appeared on this program with Master, the chief director was Director Yan.

Jiang Qifeng put on a respectful smile, bowed slightly and shook hands with him: "Director Yan, it's been so many years since we cooperated again, I never expected you to still remember me."

Director Yan was very kind, patted him on the shoulder with relief in his eyes, and sighed: "When I saw you standing on the stage at a young age without stage fright, I guessed that today is the day, and now you are promising."

"Hey, I'm still far behind." Jiang Qifeng said humbly.

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious, and they had a pleasant conversation. Afterwards, Chen Sha proposed to sign the contract, and someone from Director Yan sent the contract immediately, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

After Chen Sha checked the content of the contract and confirmed that it was correct, Jiang Qifeng signed his real name at the end of the contract.

As soon as he put down the pen, there was a noise outside the door, and then he saw a figure rushing in angrily regardless of the obstruction.

"Director Yan, we've already discussed this job, why did you suddenly change your mind!"

As soon as the voice fell, the four eyes met.

Jiang Qifeng raised his head and met Huang Qiying's angry eyes.

"Hey, so it's senior." He stood up unhurriedly, with a pure smile on his face.

Seeing the people in the room, a trace of astonishment flashed in the depths of Huang Qiying's eyes, and it was replaced by indifference and sarcasm in just a split second: "The juniors nowadays are very ambitious, and they want to grab the jobs of the seniors."

"Don't you dare, I'm afraid there may be some misunderstandings in the seniors."

Seeing Jiang Qifeng's brighter smile, Huang Qiying couldn't help but sneered and said, "Misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding can let our Dongcheng's program resources fall into your hands?"

Jiang Qifeng asked back neither humble nor overbearing: "The younger generation is also very curious, what kind of opportunity did you take away the resources from Boss Tang?"

"This is a matter within our East City, and it's not your turn to ask."

"Who stipulated that "Quyi Nova" is exclusive to your Dongcheng Tea House?"

Huang Qiying was choked up and couldn't answer for a while, her old face was flushed with suffocation, and her hand that pointed at Jiang Qifeng was trembling with anger.

At this time, Director Yan who was sitting on the side seemed a little embarrassed. Seeing the two people arguing with each other in front of him, he had no choice but to explain: "Teacher Huang, don't be impatient. "The permanent guest was selected by me after careful consideration, and Mr. Jiang and Ms. Chen did not use any improper means during this period."

Huang Qiying turned his eyes to Director Yan, and smiled angrily: "There is no improper means? Director Yan, we talked about the last link before, and the only thing that needs to be written is in black and white! Suddenly, Jiang Qifeng came first, so why don't you talk about it?" How legitimate is that?"

Yan Dao's expression was very serious, and he didn't seem to be angry because of his questioning.

"Mr. Huang, we did have an intention to cooperate with you, but the last link has not been negotiated. During this period, there is a better candidate, and it is reasonable for me to choose to sign with him."

Huang Qiying slapped the table again and was furious: "A yellow-haired boy in his twenties, with low qualifications and low reputation, is this the better candidate you said?"

Jiang Qifeng, who was suddenly belittled, felt helpless and touched the tip of his nose.

"I'm not as good as you in terms of years in the arts, but in terms of experience in recording programs, you are a newcomer." He deliberately lowered his voice, but it was still just enough for Huang Qiying to hear clearly.

"Jiang Qifeng!" Huang Qiying gritted his teeth and roared, "You really have stiff wings!"

It's not Huang Qiying's turn to say this.Jiang Qifeng maintained a polite but false smile on his face, but did not open his mouth.

Chen Sha made a sound at the right time, interrupting the verbal battle between the two.

"Mr. Huang, as far as I know, you haven't signed any substantive contract with the "Quyi Nova" program group. If there is no breach of contract, it's a bit rude for you to barge in so arrogantly, right? "

The dignified Dongcheng Tea House's crosstalk performance "artist" was ridiculed by Jiang Qifeng, a junior, and accused of being rude by a lay woman, Chen Sha. At this moment, Huang Qiying lost all embarrassment, and her face turned blue and white.However, he was so arrogant that he was still in a stalemate and refused to leave after the trouble had reached this point.

"Mr. Huang." Director Yan gave him a serious look, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't leave, I can only ask you to go out."

Huang Qiying couldn't hold back his face, but he couldn't really make such a fuss that someone came to drive him out, so he could only give Jiang Qifeng a hard look, then turned around and walked out.

Jiang Qifeng's gaze returned to Director Yan, and thanked him with a slightly apologetic tone: "Thank you very much for your defense and defense just now, I'm really sorry, I made you laugh at a little personal grievance."

"Whatever, I'm just stating the facts." Director Yan changed his amiable face and said with a smile.

"So, happy cooperation?"

"Pleasant to work with."

-

Since Jiang Qifeng began to compete with Dongcheng Tea House, Shuang Qi Club's performance arrangement has become more frequent. Even actors who are usually not good can be assigned to several hall parties or special assistant performances.

Entering November, Jiang Qifeng ushered in the first head-to-head confrontation with Tang Chongan.

This Saturday night, a group of performers from Dongcheng Tea House, selected by Tang Chongan, will hold a performance in Shanghai with 3000 people.

At the same time, two subway stations were separated, and a group of actors from Shuangqi Club led by Jiang Qifeng also held a performance for 3000 people.

Judging from the current situation of online ticket sales, Shuangqi Society has already won a small victory.

On Friday morning, just after dawn, Jiang Qifeng arrived at the airport with all the actors in the agency.Including him, there are a total of six people in this group, which is not too many, and it is enough to fight against Tang Chong'an.

"The performance is tomorrow, why do we have to catch the early flight this morning..." Ning Wei wailed, holding a small mirror in her hand, examining the new pimples.

Lack of sleep ruins the skin!

"Early flights are cheaper." As he spoke, Jiang Qifeng glanced at her, and there was a red spot on her cheek that was particularly abrupt, and it was clear from this look. "When you arrive in Shanghai, I'll give you two boxes of those creams?"

Then, Jiang Qifeng received contemptuous looks from two women and a man present.

Jiang Qifeng: What's wrong? ?

Wen Qiyu patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "I suggest you find a purchasing agent and buy two bottles of fairy water. You can talk about anything."

Jiang Qifeng looked at him suspiciously: "What water?"

Wen Qiyu's expression gradually turned into hatred: "Brother, do I never have a sister-in-law in this life?"

Jiang Qifeng slapped him on the forehead and said angrily, "Get out..."

After the security check, everyone boarded the plane. After takeoff, Jiang Qifeng leaned against the window and fell asleep.

In contrast, Wen Qiyu looked much more energetic. He turned his head and chatted with the leek eggs in the back row for a while, and connected to wifi to watch mobile phone videos for a while.

When all this lost its fun, Jiang Qifeng's nightmare came.

"Brother, this is the first time for us to perform in Shanghai, right?"

"Ah."

"Then can we go to the Bund after the show?"

"what ever."

"Are you always reimbursed for food and drink?"

"It's all right..."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qifeng, who was drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes, feeling completely drowsy.

"No! It's okay to have a treat, don't even think about reimbursement!"