Shuang Qi

Jiang's mother immediately called the police, and bought a ticket and hurried over by car at dawn.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Qifeng was worried that he couldn't cope with the news from the police because he was rushing to the show. Jiang's mother finally arrived and took over such a big mess from him.

Jiang Qifeng stepped to the backstage at 55:[-] again. The other actors didn't say anything. As a partner, Xia Yuan couldn't help asking him: "What have you been up to these two days? You only come here every day because of the traffic jam." ?"

"Family affairs, family affairs, let's talk about the special program." Jiang Qifeng said helplessly.

As soon as he heard that it was a family matter, Xia Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and followed his words to talk about the serious matter. "According to the rules, we have to perform three shows, so we have to think about it carefully."

Jiang Qifeng said thoughtfully: "For the first time to hold a special show, there must be at least one oral and one leg work. This thing shows skill."

Xia Yuan didn't have any doubts about this, and continued: "I have already learned, so I have to sing?"

Jiang Qifeng was a little hesitant: "It's okay to sing a few verses in a serious manner, and the third scene should be a little fresh, or the audience will be tired after watching it all night."

"What do you mean?"

"How about we have some for ourselves?"

If you want to say what is the difference between an excellent cross talk actor and an ordinary cross talk actor, you have to say that in addition to being able to act, they can also create.

Jiang Qifeng had this idea a long time ago, but he never had the chance to try it. The special session is a good time to give it a try.

"No, we haven't reached that point yet." Hearing his words, Xia Yuan vetoed without hesitation.

"We haven't tried it, what if it's possible?" Jiang Qifeng didn't give up.

Xia Yuan persuaded: "You have said that the main purpose is to show off your skills. Let's be safe, shall we? There will be a next time."

Jiang Qifeng disagreed: "Creation is also one of the skills of an actor, we can't always be framed by traditional work."

"Little ancestor, we only have one month, and your family is still busy, how can you have enough time?" Xia Yuan was anxious.

Jiang Qifeng was completely blocked. It might not be easy to create a neat program in such a short period of time.

"Then play a group talk."

Xia Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard him talk about it, he suddenly had an idea.

"Pick off the jacket?"

"can."

The two finally reached an agreement, and it was time to decide on the first two jobs.

Xia Yuan suggested: "Guankou mainly depends on you, leg work and learning to sing mostly depends on me, can we make it by ourselves?"

Jiang Qifeng had no objection, and went through a long list of traditional tasks in his head, and finally hesitated between Kua Residence and Eight Screens, and couldn't come up with an idea for a long time.

Xia Yuan has already made his choice, but he hasn't made a decision yet.

"I will choose Fenhe Bay, you haven't made up your mind yet?"

Jiang Qifeng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and finally said firmly: "Eight screens."

The show has just been chosen, and it's their turn to be on stage. Tonight's performance is particularly good. The two talked comfortably and smoothly on stage, and the audience laughed heartily when they heard it. Until Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan had a show After the performance, he bowed and left the stage, and the host came up to announce the next show, and the audience was still not satisfied.

"Judging from this situation, our special session will definitely be a success." Xia Yuan said with a smile.

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On the third day after Jiang Hua ran away from home, she was finally found by the police in the waiting hall of the train station and sent back to Jiang Qifeng's home.

Jiang Qifeng was working with Xia Yuan, preparing for a special performance, and rushed home immediately after receiving Jiang's mother's call. When he got to the door and took out the key to open the door, the door next door opened, Xie Yan poked his head out, Take a look at him.

"Your house has been very busy these two days."

Jiang Qifeng smiled awkwardly: "Just to make you laugh, it's just this family matter..."

When they entered the house, they saw Jiang's mother crying on the sofa. Two policemen pushed Jiang Hua to her, criticized the guardian for being irresponsible, and taught her how to take care of the child.

Jiang Qifeng started to have a headache again, but he couldn't avoid it, so he quickly poured someone a glass of water, apologized loudly, and promised to be responsible for the child in the future, before the two policemen took a breather.

After the police were sent away, the atmosphere in the room became tense again.

Jiang's mother said angrily: "I told you to look at my younger brother. You don't care about his poor grades, but you also told him that I want to sell him? Why are you so desperate and anxious to deny my mother?"

Jiang Qifeng chose to shut up based on years of experience and ignored her.

This time Mother Jiang didn't intend to stop, and the more she talked, the more she said: "I still don't believe people calling you a white-eyed wolf, but I still remember that you are a piece of meat in my belly in October! Your son put me on your brother, right?"

Jiang Qifeng retorted: "I just can't say that I can't pay for him to go to high school. When did I say that I don't recognize him?"

Jiang's mother was angry, pointing at him and shouting: "What else can he do if he doesn't study? Does he go to the street to beg for food? You say this to harm him. Do you remember that he is your younger brother? Is there any brother like you!"

Jiang Qifeng only felt chills.

For so many years, besides asking for money, you have to ask for money, and if you don’t give money, you will be morally kidnapped. He really doesn’t know how to be a big brother.

He sneered and said: "I don't know how much money I have to give you to be a good son and brother. I really don't have any money, so I just talk about cross talk. I can't take you to the noble son of the Grammy. You take him back, please ask Gao Ming."

Jiang's mother was so angry that she couldn't speak, she took a few deep breaths, and then sneered: "Okay, okay, you don't care about your brother's life or death, do you? Then you just don't recognize me as a mother, and if you have the guts, don't go home forever !"

Jiang Qifeng was already tired, and his work had left him at a loss, so how could he have the energy to deal with these bad things at home?

After hearing Mother Jiang's words, she was still indifferent, pointed at the door, and said lightly, "Go back..."

Jiang's mother brought Jiang Hua to talk about cross talk, and blocked Jiang Qifeng's phone as soon as she went out.

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For the next 20 days or so, Jiang Qifeng has been busy rehearsing for the special performance, especially the eight screens. He has to practice three times a day to ensure that there will be no nervous slips of the tongue on the day of the performance.

The night of November [-]th.

Dongcheng Tea House’s Tianqiao store has been overcrowded again since it was sealed last year. The water sign reads tonight’s program list. The title of the first line is particularly conspicuous. It is written with gold powder—Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan’s special performance.

There is also a row of flower baskets on both sides of the water sign, with Jiang Qifeng's name written on it, and a line of congratulations.

Backstage, Xia Yuan teased him: "Jiao'er, do you feel like you have achieved success?"

"Pull it down." Jiang Qifeng rolled his eyes.

The opening actor was Shen Shaoguang. I have to say that Jiang Qifeng really took good care of him, and he never forgot to bring him on any opportunity to show his face. After all, Shen Shaoguang was his first famous and famous regular partner.

As soon as Shen Shaoguang came, Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan took the stage, the most hanging "Eight Fan Screens" tonight.

Having not done this kind of work of checking his skills for many years, Jiang Qifeng was unavoidably nervous. He didn't get into the mood until he stepped on the stage and faced the audience full of pits and valleys, and forgot to be nervous.

What the Guankou program requires is coherence. Jiang Qifeng uttered the words clearly and breathed smoothly. The long narrative was full of emotions and the tone was appropriate. It was fast but not chaotic, and slow and continuous.

When he uttered the last word in good spirits, today's "Eight Screens" finally came to a perfect conclusion, and there was a burst of applause from the audience, followed by thunderous applause.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, the first match is so perfect, the rest should be smoother.

After another break, it was Jiang and Xia's turn again. This one was "Fenhe Bay". It was a traditional leg work, and it was often performed in normal times. There was no mistake.

The two of them talked smoothly in front of them. After they got into their work, they set up a table and returned to the "backstage". With a flick, he froze.

The four sides of the handkerchief were torn and deformed, a large piece of silk came off in the middle, and there was a hole in the corner.

The audience in the audience was amused, there was a big brother in the first row laughing and leaning back and forth, unable to grasp the melon seeds steadily.

Jiang Qifeng reacted quickly, and directly put the hole on his head, using it as an opaque veil.

Xia Yuan was also happy to see him like this, but soon calmed down, and the two continued to act.

After the roles are assigned, the singing is about to start. Xia Yuan picked up the fan on the table. According to the script, he was about to use it as a door curtain. He flicked his arm and opened the fan, and both of them froze. .

I saw that the fan surface was in tatters as if it had been torn. The middle of the fan bone was broken in the middle, and the outermost one was broken in the middle. It struggled against the thin hole of the fantail for two seconds, and fell off in a blink of an eye.

After all, Jiang Qifeng had seen the world and experienced it. He was stunned for only five seconds before he realized it, and joked, "This place has experienced a fierce battle just now."

Immediately afterwards, the original words were followed. Although Xia Yuan didn't know what Jiang Qifeng's plan was, he still cooperated very well and wouldn't make any drama because of such a trivial matter.

It wasn't until Xia Yuan said the phrase "This is like a door curtain", that Jiang Qifeng blurted out another sentence: "Has the door curtain of your house been chewed by a dog?"

The rest went smoothly, and there were no mistakes until the end. The two bowed and stepped down, returned to the backstage and sat down, and they were relieved.

No one said much in front of them, Xia Yuan only said jokingly: "Next time, don't fight on stage, and if you want to fight, don't destroy public property."

After the last performance, and after the encore sang an allegro, today's special performance is really over, only Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan are left in the background, both of them look very tired.

"A "Golden Orchid Spectrum", how can you describe the fan and handkerchief like that?" Xia Yuan said angrily, and his heart was simmering.

Jiang Qifeng's tone was not very peaceful, and he said with a sneer, "They beat people, the fan was broken like that, and I didn't see anything wrong with them."

"Hit it on the table, isn't it okay? We have to be more careful next time, otherwise the table will collapse." Xia Yuan said.

Both of them just didn't complain very much, just today, neither of them thought of the bad.