Shuang Qi

Xia Yuan was a little surprised, he never expected him to choose such a job, and asked again to confirm: "Are you sure? That's "The Bodyguard"!"

This job is very difficult. First, it is far away from reality, and second, it has less burden and more presentations. It is not easy to amuse the audience.

In addition, this show needs to stand up to the characters, not just say it with your mouth, but also act it with your heart, which is very dependent on the actor's skills.

What's more, this is Zhang Xiuming's famous work in his early years...

There was a ruthless energy in Jiang Qifeng's body, and a firm smile appeared on his face. "If you want to get the approval of the audience, don't you have to pick this tricky job? Only when they see that I, Jiang Qifeng, is no worse than the old man, can some people shut up honestly."

This is a big gamble. If he makes a slight mistake, the result will be overwhelming pressure from public opinion, and his reputation may be ruined.

But if he wins, he will definitely become famous in one fell swoop, get rid of Zhang Xiuming's shadow from then on, and gain the recognition of the audience and peers.

He gambled that he would be perfect, or even supernormal, on the day he sealed the box.

Xia Yuan wanted to persuade him to think about it again, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his lower lip was trembling a little. He was obviously shocked by Jiang Qifeng's viciousness. For a while, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to think.

He smiled wryly: "Young Master Jiang, I can understand that you want to prove yourself, but Zhang Xiuming and Xie Yan's "Bodyguard" was too famous back then, and it can be called a classic. The two of them are beyond the reach of you and me regardless of their own skills or tacit cooperation." .Have you ever thought, if the performance is not as good as you want, can you bear the consequences?"

Jiang Qifeng didn't respond, but stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea to his lips, thoughtfully.

Seeing his appearance, Xia Yuan seemed to be hesitant, so he continued to persuade: "If you think about it again, you haven't reached the point of breaking the boat, so why push yourself so hard."

"It's okay to have more challenges, I have undefeated confidence." Jiang Qifeng put Xia Yuan's shoulders, turned his head and smiled at him: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, they will only come at me. "

"I know I can't persuade you." Xia Yuan knew that it would be difficult for him to change after making a decision, so he sighed helplessly, and said faintly: "Then we two will have to work hard for a month."

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If you want to do your job well, you can’t just memorize the words. After choosing a program and reporting it to the performance department, Jiang Qifeng began to find time to practice. He adjusted his expression and demeanor in front of the mirror at home, and went to the backstage to cooperate with Xia Yuan To cultivate a tacit understanding, there is hardly a whole day of rest for half a month.

This kind of ruthlessness may not be possessed by ordinary people.

In the cold weather, there was a knock on the door early in the morning.

"Which one?"

Jiang Qifeng came out of the toilet with a toothbrush in his mouth, and asked vaguely.Rubbing his tired eyes with one hand, he opened the door with the other.

Xie Yan was fully dressed and stood at the door, with a child beside him. After he took a closer look, he found that the child looked familiar. It was his "good" brother Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua's displeasure was written all over his face, and he was clutching the strap of his schoolbag in his hanging hand. The schoolbag was dragged on the floor, but he didn't think it was dirty.

"Did you forget something yesterday?" Xie Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, but seeing his tired appearance, he knew it, it must be because he practiced so much that he forgot to sleep and eat, let alone remember such a drag bottle.

Jiang Qifeng looked at Jiang Hua, then at Xie Yan, then at Jiang Hua, then looked down at the date on the phone screen, his heart was shocked, and finally remembered something.

Yesterday, Friday, Jiang Hua had to be picked up from school!

"You, it's cold outside, come in first."

Jiang Qifeng still had bubbles in his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly. After calling people into the room, he hurried back to the toilet to rinse his mouth.

Xie Yan saw him coming out with the water dripping on his face, so he patted Jiang Hua on the shoulder and said, "Your brother is quite smart, if you can't find you, you still know how to find me."

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help being in a daze, and he felt a lot of doubts in his heart.Yesterday I was working with Xia Yuan in the background, my phone was on silent and I didn’t read the news, and when I got home after [-] o’clock, I fell asleep, Jiang Hua must not be able to contact him...

But how did he find Xie Yan!

Xie Yan sighed and said, "It's a good thing I was free yesterday. If I were busy, I wouldn't be willing to deal with unfamiliar numbers."

"Where did you find Teacher Xie's phone number?" Jiang Qifeng looked at his younger brother and asked seriously.

Jiang Hua curled her lips and answered him: "I called my mother, and then my mother asked me to find him."

"Where did she get the number!"

"You used my mobile phone before."

Okay, Jiang Qifeng was so choked that he had nothing to say, and blamed him for not cleaning up the address book when he gave the phone to his younger brother.

By this time, he had already suppressed his stomach's anger. It's fine that a mother always asks him for money. How can she teach her children to make trouble?

Fortunately, she still has the brains to know how to contact Xie Yan. If she calls Zhang Xiuming, she might cause him a lot of trouble!

Jiang Qifeng lowered his eyes, calmed down for a while, and then raised his head to thank Xie Yan: "I've been so busy recently that I accidentally forgot about it. Thank you, it's really troublesome for you."

After driving the children back to the house to do their homework, the two adults began to talk about business.

Xie Yan looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "You can't make such a fuss, don't make such a fuss that you'll be in a bad state when you come on stage, picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon, the loss outweighs the gain."

Jiang Qifeng also noticed that his condition was declining. He lacked rest in recent days, and he was a little unresponsive even on the stage. He found that he was not as good as before, so it was impossible to continue like this.

"At the beginning, it was you and my teacher... Teacher Zhang said this, can I ask you for advice?" Jiang Qifeng had an idea, turned his head and asked tentatively.

Xie Yan hesitated.

There is such a saying, which is called teaching apprentices to starve to death of the master.

Although Zhang Xiuming is Jiang Qifeng's mentor, but he has partnered with Zhang Xiuming for so many years, he can be regarded as watching Jiang Qifeng grow up, and he is the acting teacher who confirmed it when he knew it. Miscalculate.

This work is Zhang Xiuming's famous work, and of course it is also Xie Yan's famous work. If Jiang Qifeng was instructed today, he would really become famous in the box-sealing performance...wouldn't it be a ruin for himself?

Jiang Qifeng was very thoughtful, and of course guessed Xie Yan's hesitation, so he persuaded: "The Big Bodyguard is the famous work of you and Mr. Zhang. If you want to tell it, it is about your two old names. But now you are Do you still need this for a match with Teacher Tang?"

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At the beginning of January, several program lists were posted in the group of Dongcheng Tea House.

It's a boxed playlist.

Before Jiang Qifeng took a closer look at each of them, Xia Yuan called.

"Feng, do you see if Teacher Xie is at home, and is Boss Tang at his place?"

Jiang Qifeng subconsciously looked outside the door. "What's the matter, what are you asking this for?"

Xia Yuan's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, and growled angrily: "Those turtle grandchildren will do this! Before the order is finalized, we must talk to Boss Tang!"

Such a series of words made Jiang Qifeng confused and confused. He didn't hang up the phone and it was inconvenient to go back to check WeChat. Just listening to him swearing, he really couldn't understand what happened.

"Wait a minute, I haven't looked carefully yet, can you tell me first?"

Xia Yuan complained angrily: "We are saving money, see where we are crowded into? Dongcheng Dongcheng, most of our gardens are in Dongcheng, and there is only such a garden in the west, which is close to the princess grave! Let's go there It’s better to put the head office and open the store if you save up the money!”

I probably understand that this is being "distributed to the frontier".

It means that there are so many gardens in the east, but they are allowed to go to the west to perform. It stands to reason that Tang Chongan took all the effort to dig Jiang Qifeng over, so it is impossible to give such a treatment, unless someone made a mess and made trouble.

Jiang Qifeng was thinking carefully in his heart, and he had to appease his partner: "Where is it so exaggerated, the west garden is only two stops away from the Princess Tomb, and besides, we can change it as long as it hasn't been decided."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qifeng immediately changed clothes, packed up his things and went out. When he got to the door, he didn't forget to take a look at the neighbor. The door of Xie Yan's house was closed, and there was silence. There was no movement for a long time, so he must not be at home.

So Jiang Qifeng took a taxi and went to the main store of Dongcheng Tea House. Today is supposed to be a rest day in Dongcheng, but the backstage door was open, and someone was obviously inside, "Boss Tang..."

Unsurprisingly, Tang Chong'an was sitting in the background, holding a cigarette butt in one hand, and a teacup in the other. When Jiang Qifeng came in, he was squinting his eyes, thinking about something.

"Why is Mr. Jiang here? There is no performance today." Tang Chong'an said lazily.

Jiang Qifeng moved a chair and sat down opposite him, and said seriously: "Boss Tang, I want to ask about your program list."

Tang Chong'an raised his eyebrows to look at him, with a surprised look in his eyes: "Oh? The program list is out?"

It seems that there is indeed no conclusion, and Tang Chong'an still doesn't know about it.Jiang Qifeng thought to himself that the chances of winning were increased by several tenths, and then turned on the phone and pushed the program list in the WeChat group to him, motioning him to check it out.

Tang Chongan stared at the screen, glanced at the program list on the picture, his expression was normal at first, but he was stunned when he saw the middle. "What do you think, you chose the west side to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

Jiang Qifeng was overjoyed, and knocked on the table with his backhand, and sneered: "Oh, we dare not ask, who arranged for it, why did they send me into exile."

Both of them are not fools, and it became clear after negotiating with each other. Someone saw that Tang Chong'an was busy confronting Qu Lanshe and had no time to intervene in the program, so he wanted to make Yinjiang Qifeng a stumbling block.

Tang Chong'an immediately dialed the number with his mobile phone: "Old Huang! Who arranged the sealed program list?"

Jiang Qifeng leaned on the chair with his legs crossed, took a sip of the hot tea in the cup, and waited for Tang Chongan to give him a reply after calling.

Soon, Tang Chongan put down his phone.From the time he hung up the phone, his eyes became a little complicated.

"Boss Tang?"

Tang Chongan frowned tightly as if he had encountered a difficult situation. He stared at Jiang Qifeng for a while, and then said helplessly, "You have three choices."