Shuang Qi

When the two met here, Jiang Qifeng was even more embarrassed if they were embarrassed.He had just finished the show, and he didn't know if Zhang Xiuming had watched his show. If he did, how would he react?

Holding the thermos in his hand, Zhang Xiuming saw Jiang Qifeng bowing his head to say hello, but didn't respond, pretending he didn't see it.

Jiang Qifeng felt bored, lowered his head and took two steps to the side. If he can't be provoked, he can't hide, at worst, he can make a detour by himself.

Just when the two were about to pass each other, Zhang Xiuming turned his head and looked at him again. Jiang Qifeng felt his gaze, and couldn't help but startled, with cold sweat breaking out from his palms.

"I watched it all just now." Zhang Xiuming suddenly said this.

Jiang Qifeng became even more nervous. No matter what Zhang Xiuming said, he was his mentor. Even if he didn't admit it, it was written in the family tree. If Zhang Xiuming didn't remove him from the family tree, their master-student relationship would be broken for a day. can not be broken.

The master saw his own work, and if he didn't keep it in order, he would be punished a few times.

"You're here to hand in your homework?" Zhang Xiuming said with a light smile, his tone was obviously calm, but it made people feel cold all over.

This is a bit familiar, I have heard it a lot before.

It is said that he copes with the performance and does not distract himself.

Jiang Qifeng deliberately argued that it was not so easy to write a notebook and rehearse for a week. It is already good to have the effect today.But he also understood Zhang Xiuming's temper, so he couldn't talk back to him at this time.

"I was too hasty to embarrass you, I'm sorry."

"How can I lose face." Zhang Xiuming sneered: "I thought you were just eager for quick success. It is understandable that people go to high places and water flows to low places. Unexpectedly, you also learned to use unscrupulous methods."

Jiang Qifeng:? ?

What is unscrupulous?Where did a scapegoat fall from the sky and fall on the head?

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

It is impossible for Zhang Xiuming to have a good face towards him, and he glanced at him coldly: "Going around in such a big circle to grab resources from the old man, I don't know how to produce a better work, just this? Chick."

Good guy, Jiang Qifeng has figured out the way, and Zhang Xiuming thought that the old man who quit was run on by him?Really think highly of him.

It is said that cross talk actors are articulate, and it is impossible to lose anything with their mouths.It's true that it's usually like this, but once he meets Zhang Xiuming, Jiang Qifeng's mouth seems to be cursed, so stupid that there is no cure.

"I didn't, I didn't grab it." His expression froze on his face, and he defended himself very bluntly.

Zhang Xiuming didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with him, so he turned around and said: "You don't feel ashamed, you can make trouble here, and we will be on the news together tomorrow." As soon as the words fell, he stopped walking and walked towards the director's room.

-

The end of the new year is approaching, Jiang Qifeng bought a bus ticket and took his younger brother back to his hometown.

The atmosphere this year is indeed a bit different from previous years. I don’t know what Jiang’s mother said to the old and young folks. When the relatives and friends at home saw Jiang Qifeng, they opened their mouths, "Mr. Jiang" and "Sign my name for my aunt, maybe in the future. valuable……"

Jiang Qifeng has a headache. So far, he has only been on TV once in a serious manner, and it hasn't been broadcast for a while. How can he be boasted like this?

"I'm really not famous. I'm just a young actor. Don't praise me."

He explained it back and forth with a smile on his face, but no one listened. He and his family were supposed to be modest.

Jiang Qifeng gritted his teeth and pulled Jiang Hua over, who was hiding behind and playing with his mobile phone. He smiled and praised the relatives on the opposite side: "Master, you don't know, Jiang Hua got into the top ten of her grade this semester, and she was still in the top ten in mathematics." Three, he will definitely be more promising than me in the future!"

Sure enough, these relatives still liked to talk about their children's grades. This trick was very successful, and the topic was soon brought to Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua glared at Jiang Qifeng bitterly, she opened and closed her small mouth, she didn't know what she was muttering, anyway, she knew when she thought about it, it was not a good thing.

For several days in a row, this trick was tried and tested repeatedly, Jiang Qifeng was happy to listen to the topic and revolved around his younger brother, anyway, he felt relaxed.

It's just that the good times don't last long...

On the night of the third day of the Lunar New Year, the Capital Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala recorded by Jiang Qifeng years ago was broadcast.

Hearing his own voice coming from the TV, Jiang Qifeng's hand that had just picked up the wine glass paused, and he froze in mid-air for a while, feeling a little embarrassed. He subconsciously looked around for the reactions of his relatives, and they didn't seem to notice.

preemptive strike...

Jiang Qifeng pretended to casually pick up the remote control, ready to click a number to change channels.

"Eh? Watch TV!"

I don't know which sharp-eyed relative reacted, pointing to the TV screen and shouting in surprise.

It's over, it's over.

Jiang Qifeng resignedly put down the remote control, quietly got up and left the table, and walked to the toilet.

"Is this Jiang Qifeng Xiaoqiu?"

"That's right, that's his stage name!"

For Jiang Qifeng, who has long been accustomed to this stage name, the original name "Zhang Wanqiu" is a bit strange.

"Hey, Xiaoqiu is on TV!"

"Where's Xiaoqiu?"

Jiang's mother heard the voice and put down her busy work, ran over to the TV and carefully identified it for a long time, and confirmed that it was Jiang Qifeng, and immediately smiled from ear to ear: "Oh, that's true! Xiaoqiu should go to the bathroom, wait Let him talk to you!"

Jiang Qifeng could hear clearly in the toilet, looked in the mirror for a long time, then turned on the tap and splashed some water on his face.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, he came out and greeted the enthusiastic relatives.

"Hey Xiaoqiu is out, come and see yourself! The acting is really good, it's so fun!"

Jiang Qifeng sat on the side and helped out with a few cups of tea. "No, no, the host Mr. Zhao found me temporarily. The show that came out in a week is not very good. You can enjoy listening to it."

"Hey, this kid is really stylish, he speaks just like he does on stage."

Jiang Qifeng is not too old or young this year, 24 years old, in the eyes of relatives, he is just right, the age at which he can talk to someone and consider getting married.

Just now, the kindest aunt opened her mouth and asked: "Is Xiaoqiu dating? Your cousin is already holding his son at the age of 27, so hurry up."

Jiang Qifeng's face turned red when he heard this, and he waved his hands again and again: "Don't mind, don't mind, I haven't explained this cross talk yet, so don't worry about it."

His uncle also persuaded: "There is no conflict between starting a family and starting a business. Besides, won't you be more secure in your work when you become a family!"

"This matter mainly depends on fate." Jiang Qifeng continued to evade.

"Hey, it's easy to talk about fate. Auntie will give you a clue. You can meet me tomorrow. The little girl is good-looking and in good condition. The family is in business. Maybe she can help you with your work."

"It's better not to, I'm not ready..."

"What preparations do you need to come as fate says, you just go, Auntie has helped you get in touch!"

-

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, at eleven o'clock in the morning, Jiang Qifeng sat expressionlessly by the window in a cafe in the town.

He panicked a lot.

He knew that he would experience the blind date sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

It didn't take long to see a young woman in a dark gray trench coat and a metal chain bag on her shoulder walking in.

"Hello, are you Jiang Wanqiu?" The woman held out her hand to him with a polite smile on her face.

Jiang Qifeng stood up and shook hands with her: "Hello, hello, let's see what to drink first?"

The two ordered coffee drinks and sat facing each other. One was shy and the other was absent-minded. The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"Do you like watching movies?" The woman spoke first.

Jiang Qifeng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly replied, "Oh, I don't really watch it, I usually listen to operas."

"Huh?" The woman was dumbfounded. "What drama?"

Jiang Qifeng treated it as a normal chat, and said frankly: "I don't pick this one, I listen to both Beijing Pingbang and sometimes Kunqu opera, but it's too elegant, I can't listen to it all the time, it makes me sleepy."

The smile on the woman's face seemed a bit forced. She lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, ready to change the subject. "I heard that you work very hard in Beijing, right?"

"Tired for sure, but it's good to be able to do the job you like." Jiang Qifeng said with a smile.

The woman asked curiously: "What do you do for work? Is it interesting?"

Jiang Qifeng waved his hand and said truthfully: "Hey, can it be boring? I'm talking about cross talk."

The woman didn't respond: "What?"

"Speaking of cross talk, cross talk actor." Jiang Qifeng repeated.

This time, the woman heard clearly, but her expression was a little strange.

"Sounds good." She answered flatly, then lowered her head and swiped her phone.

If you casually look at the screen of her mobile phone, you can see that she has entered the word "Jiang Wanqiu" in the browser, and then clicked search.

The two of them sat silently for ten minutes without saying a word. The woman seemed a little puzzled, and looked up at Jiang Qifeng who was opposite. "Why can't I find you?"

"Hey, I said cross talk has a stage name, try searching for Jiang Qifeng." Jiang Qifeng said with a smile.

The woman entered the search again, only to reveal a clear look, put the phone on the table, pointed to a few articles with a lot of reading on it, and asked in a surprised tone: "Have you been on the trending search yet?"

Jiang Qifeng glanced at it. It was a screenshot of yesterday's trending search, and the title of the trending search did not contain a single extra word.

Zhang Xiuming and Jiang Qifeng.

You don’t need to click on it to guess. It must be a draft that was bought for speculation after the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on the third day of the new year. This rotten master-student stalk has been used for more than half a year. Dongcheng Tea House pointed to this speculation topic, Zhao Huyou pointed at this meritorious service, and the TV station pointed at this eye-catching... Is there an end?

"Haha... This is a popular search, hey, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles." Jiang Qifeng said helplessly.

The woman didn't ask any more questions, and she didn't take the initiative to mention other things. The two sat together for a while, and she put the phone in her bag, looking like she was going to leave.

"Sorry, I still hope to find a stable job. I think you are a nice person, and you are quite famous now, and you will definitely meet better ones."

Jiang Qifeng's consciousness was still at the beginning of the chat, and he received the good person card unexpectedly, and was a little confused for a while.

But he wasn't in a hurry to go on a blind date. He wouldn't have come if he hadn't been forced by his relatives. His wife didn't like him, so it was just right for him to have a blind date.

"It's okay, it's okay, just be careful on the road."

That being said, after people leave, Jiang Qifeng always has a knot in his heart, which makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

Hope to find a stable job.

What's the matter, Dongcheng Tea House has performances every day, and almost all of them are sold out, isn't it stable enough?