Shuang Qi

Soon Xia Yuan knew what "other arrangements" Jiang Qifeng was talking about.

Two hours before the evening performance, Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan had already arrived at the backstage of Dongcheng Tea House.Besides the two of them, there was another person sitting in the middle making tea unhurriedly.

Tang Chong'an poured three cups of tea, one cup he held to drink, and the other two cups were pushed in front of the two of them. "I have something good to tell you two today."

Jiang Qifeng had already received the wind that Tang Chongan's calculations, he could probably guess seven or eight points in his heart, so he just sipped his tea calmly when he heard him playing tricks, not being surprised.

"You say……"

"I plan to let the two of you hold a small session."

Jiang Qifeng's expression remained unchanged, all of this was expected by him, while Xia Yuan was a little overjoyed, and subconsciously turned to look at his partner, waiting for him to respond.

Jiang Qifeng nodded slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Boss Tang, for your kindness. Yuaner and I will do our best to satisfy the audience and not let you down."

Tang Chong'an loved to hear these words, and he didn't feel any irritation at all. He looked at the two with a look of relief and admiration, and continued to say, "No one will interfere this time. You choose the location and assistants yourself. Mr. Jiang, is that OK?"

"No problem, don't worry." Jiang Qifeng said with confidence.

-

On July [-]th, the night of the [-]th anniversary celebration of Dongcheng Tea House.

We all know that Boss Tang is leading people to perform at the Capital Theatre. Xiaoyuanzi's performance is still as usual.

The actors who had just left the stage all looked tired, waving fans in their hands, and complaining non-stop. "Today, there are too many troubles."

Jiang Qifeng looked sideways for a while, and gradually frowned.Today's audience is indeed too active, and they want to pick up what they say. This is definitely not something that audiences who often listen to cross talk will do.

Xia Yuan just put on his coat, looked up and saw that Jiang Qifeng had come back and sat down, so he walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder and said helplessly: "Everyone who understands has gone to the Capital Theater to watch the show, Boss Tang is also doing business for our garden. Falling down, I have recruited a few tour groups, let's take care of it."

Not long after, another pair of actors came down from the stage. The moment they returned to the backstage, they all had a bitter face, and each complained incessantly.

Jiang Qifeng sighed, and said in a deep voice, "That's enough, it's just for tonight, and tomorrow will be fine." Just after the words fell, the host in front had finished reporting, and it was their turn to go on stage .

He knew that tonight's scene would be difficult to control, but he could only face it. Zhang Xiuming told him on the first day he learned cross talk that an actor would never be able to pick the audience. scene.

The two introduced themselves as usual when they got on stage, but just after Jiang Qifeng finished saying his name, he heard more and more noises below, some were whispering, some were squinting at him and commenting. The time at the tea house.

Today, these audiences don't often listen to cross talk, let alone Jiang Qifeng's works. Just seeing different comments on Weibo and news, it is inevitable that they have a bad impression of him.

Jiang Qifeng bit the bullet and continued with a smile on his face, "I'm not very famous. After the introduction, I have to introduce the teacher next door."

Xia Yuan took the words cooperatively: "Me?"

"You... say it yourself..."

"How can you introduce yourself in a grand introduction? You have to talk about it."

"How do I know your name if you don't tell me."

"Co-author, don't you know me?"

"I got to know you after you introduced me."

There were words coming and going, during which the two of them looked at each other and hit it off, let's go forward.

Before yards is acceleration.

Today's audience is not easy to control the field, so they can only finish talking early and leave the stage early, cut down on the words, and cut down on the present. The two talked for about [-] minutes, followed by Xia Yuan's loud "Go to you" Let’s do it” shouted, bowed and stepped off the stage, the show was over.

"Yo, so fast?" Seeing them getting down, the actors behind were a little surprised.

Xia Yuan smiled wryly: "Just try it and you will understand, listen to my advice, let's make it quick."

Jiang Qifeng leaned wearily on the rattan chair. The audience just now couldn't respond to all the slapstick they picked up. If dozens of people had dozens of mouths, if one person said a sentence, the show would not be able to perform, but they couldn't ignore all of them. It will look very blunt to the audience, just like what Zhang Xiuming said about handing in homework.

Just as the actors in the room were sighing, the landline in the backstage rang.

"Hey, Boss Tang."

Xia Yuan picked up the phone, and as soon as he yelled this sentence, he attracted the eyes of the actors around him.

"Isn't Boss Tang performing at the moment?"

"Who knows, it should be him depending on the time."

At this time, Xia Yuan turned to look at Jiang Qifeng, and reached out to hand him the phone. "Looking for you..."

Jiang Qifeng had just filled a cup of tea and wanted to take a breather, but he was also a little confused when he saw this situation, he was only stunned for two seconds, he put down his teacup and walked over to answer the phone. "Boss Tang..."

Tang Chong'an's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is your show over?"

Jiang Qifeng said truthfully: "Yes..."

"Come here quickly, as soon as possible, preferably within 10 minutes."

Jiang Qifeng was a little surprised and didn't understand what happened: "Where are you going?"

Tang Chong'an was already impatient, and his voice doubled: "Capital Theater! Hurry up, you must go backstage before returning."

It was rare for Jiang Qifeng to see him in such a hurry, presumably something serious happened and it was not appropriate to delay.

"Okay, I'll go over right away." After hanging up the phone, he frowned and looked at Xia Yuan: "Boss Tang told me to go over as soon as possible. Did you drive here today?"

Xia Yuan is a sensible person, looking at him like this and thinking about Tang Chong'an's tone just now, he knew something had happened. "The car is at the door, I'll take you there."

-

They were in a hurry on the road, and they arrived within half an hour. Xia Yuan was looking for a place to park, and Jiang Qifeng went in first.

As soon as he entered the backstage, he saw Zhao Huyou lighting a cigarette with a sad face on his face. Seeing him coming in was like seeing a savior. He stood up suddenly, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and walked towards him. "You're finally here! Change your coat and get ready, can you talk about "Selling Horses?"

"Teacher Zhao." Jiang Qifeng just greeted him politely, but was shocked by his words. "No, isn't this almost over? "Selling Horses" is not short..."

Zhao Huyou explained to him patiently: "We got the news when the show just started, that Qulan Society has added people to the stage today."

If Qulanshe added it, I would add it. Why is Dongcheng still tossing around?

Jiang Qifeng was still a little unconcerned at the moment, took out the coat from the bag and put it on as he said, and at the same time asked casually: "Who is added? It makes you feel like an enemy."

Zhao Huyou took a deep look at him, hesitating whether he should tell him now.Before Zhao Huyou opened his mouth, Huang Qiying beside him had already said everything.

"You don't know yet? Zhang Xiuming has accepted an apprentice. It's the first time he's on stage today. Let him know when he returns."

The moment the voice fell, Jiang Qifeng seemed to be frozen, as soon as his hand touched the first button of the side skirt, he froze.

At the same time, Xia Yuan just parked the car and came in. Coincidentally, he just heard Huang Qiying's words when he entered the door.

Jiang Qifeng sneered in his heart, no wonder the whole backstage was in such a hurry, it turned out that the limelight was robbed by Qulan Club, and he wanted him to gain popularity again.

Seeing Jiang Qifeng's expression, Zhao Huyou knew something was wrong, turned around and said, "What are you telling him to do now? He has to come on stage later. Today is the [-]th anniversary celebration. If something goes wrong, you will be responsible for it." Get up!"

Jiang Qifeng recovered from the shock, felt a little lost inexplicably, continued to move his hands, and fastened the remaining buttons, but he looked down at the navy blue coat, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

"I'm fine, tell me, where did he find good seedlings? Do I know anyone's name?" Jiang Qifeng had a smile on his face when he spoke, but no matter how he heard the tone, he felt a little unkind.

Zhao Huyou sighed, and said helplessly: "I heard that it is from a family of quyi. I learned from many old gentlemen when I was young. I visited Zhang Xiuming after graduating from university last month."

Jiang Qifeng felt as if he had been stabbed hard by the tip of a needle. According to this, he was dumped several blocks away.

"What's his name?"

Zhao Huyou frowned and thought for a moment before hesitatingly said: "I don't know my real name, but my stage name is Wen Qiyu."

After hearing such news, Jiang Qifeng felt unhappy, and at the same time became a little more vigilant, but he couldn't vent his emotions in front of everyone in the background, so he had to open a bottle of water and take two gulps to suppress the fire.

Before Jiang Qifeng could take a few breaths, the previous program had come to an end.

Zhao Huyou hurriedly urged him: "Can you say "Selling Horses"? Hurry up and read the words, don't just sit around!"

Jiang Qifeng didn't even look him in the eye, and his voice didn't contain any warmth: "You are worrying too much, I do a solid job, so I don't need to review."

Huang Qiying listened anxiously from the side: "Young Master Jiang, you are about to take the stage, and you plan to get angry with the audience?"

"I've been listening for a long time, Old Huang, you're not kind." Xia Yuan had been listening since he entered the door, but now he couldn't help it, and felt sorry for Jiang Qifeng from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiaofeng came to Dongcheng to talk about cross talk, how about you? Push him to the forefront every now and then, rely on him to attract public opinion, and let him confront Zhang Xiuming, isn't it too much?"

Huang Qiying sneered: "The deal is fair, how much preferential treatment has he enjoyed this year? He has to exchange things."

Xia Yuan's eyes widened in anger, and he asked him back with an angry face: "I really don't know what kind of preferential treatment he has. Is this what you mean, Lao Huang, or Boss Tang?"

Huang Qiying didn't answer, lit a cigarette and leaned on the back of the chair with her legs crossed.

The atmosphere backstage was a little tense.

At this moment, the front was over. Tang Chongan and Xie Yan walked into the backstage one after another. Before seeing anyone, Tang Chongan asked anxiously: "Is Jiang Qifeng here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Qifeng was sitting aside with an uneasy expression, and the people around him seemed to be a little strange.

"What's going on?" Xie Yan asked with a frown.

Without waiting for them to explain anything, Tang Chong'an shouted directly: "Okay, I'll talk about it later, Xiaofeng is here to prepare for the pressure."