Shuang Qi

After holding a small special, Jiang Qifeng noticed that the audience in the audience gradually changed. Every time he reported his name on the stage, there was applause and shouts from the audience. Some spectators gave presents to the stage.

Actors in the folk art industry always look forward to becoming a role. Before, Jiang Qifeng was a little confused. What is a role?

When is it considered a role?Now he seems to have got the answer, and he has tasted the taste of being a character...

"Feng, why are you in a daze? Let's go, Mr. Ren has to lock the door." Xia Yuan had just returned to the backstage to pack up his things and was about to leave. When he turned around and saw Jiang Qifeng in a daze, he lightly patted him on the shoulder and urged him.

Only then did Jiang Qifeng realize that the backstage actors had already left, and they were the only ones left here staring blankly.

"Hey, I'm a little sleepy, let's go for a walk and go home to sleep."

Xia Yuan paid attention to his expression, and saw that when he spoke, he lowered his eyes subconsciously, then waved his hands and chuckled, which was obviously not true.However, it is the traditional virtue of adults to see through but not tell through.

The two walked out of the garden shoulder to shoulder, the moonlight was hazy, the street lights were dim, Jiang Qifeng looked down at the time, thinking that the subway had already closed at this point, so he could only take the night bus or take a taxi back.

Xia Yuan sighed deeply: "It's better to be an old store. Even if the show goes on until eleven o'clock, there will be a subway."

Jiang Qifeng rolled his eyes and said, "That's because your home is in a good location. I can't catch the last bus at any time."

"You are always in a daze today, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Qifeng turned his head and glanced at him, feeling complicated. "I'm wondering where we are now."

Xia Yuan came to a sudden, smiled and joked: "Are you in a hurry? Jiaoer?"

"Go, go, stop interrupting." Jiang Qifeng was a little serious, and said sternly: "I told you before, shouldn't we pick up some old and vulgar jokes about cross talk? Lu Deyue The wider you go, you can't keep lowering your own price. I mentioned this before and you said that we are not qualified, now is the time?"

Xia Yuan's face changed slightly, became a little dignified, and then fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he looked embarrassed and said: "Traditional programs inevitably have dross, and the burden is not dense in the first place. After you are so picky, how many are left? What can we use to amuse the audience?"

Jiang Qifeng said: "Innovation, take out the burden and change it into our own, not only rely on traditional jokes, we can also write..."

Xia Yuan smiled lightly and shook his head, sighing: "We have such a full lineup for performances every day, and it's almost time to seal the box. How can we spare time? Besides, no matter how good the work is, not everyone will like it. Accused, ridiculed by peers. Listen to my advice, let's be down-to-earth."

It was almost time to arrive at the station, but this topic was shelved in the end.

Jiang Qifeng understood the helplessness, so he compromised: "Okay, let's talk."

The bus came into the stop, it was the bus that Xia Yuan was on, he took two steps forward, and when he was about to get on the bus, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Qifeng: "The box-sealing program is set."

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In December, it's time to prepare to seal the box and grab the show to grab the garden.

With the experience of last year, both of them have learned to be smart this time. When reporting the program, they directly called for Gulou Yuanzi by name, and forcibly occupied Huang Qiying's lair.

At the end of the month, the list of programs was released, and Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan's "Spitting out Lotus Flowers" had a lot of money in the Gulou Garden. This result finally made them both smile with satisfaction.

"Act well, don't disappoint Boss Tang's trust in you." Huang Qiying said with a smirk.

Jiang Qifeng was very polite, filled his tea mug with hot tea, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we will definitely satisfy the audience and Boss Tang when we seal the box in such a good place as the Drum Tower."

He didn't notice that there was an imperceptible haze in Huang Qiying's eyes;

A few days later, there was news from Qulan Club that the box sealing time had been set and the program list was released. The newcomer Wen Qiyu followed her to perform at the Tianqiao store and performed "Quan De Bao" with Shao Huan.

The show was quite satisfactory, and beyond Dongcheng Tea House's expectations, Zhang Xiuming didn't pick a brilliant job to show off for himself and Wen Qiyu...

Jiang Qifeng was overjoyed: "Tianqiao, Huang Qiying will be the leader this year, right?"

Hearing what he said, Xia Yuan also found it interesting. "Pfft, he won't be able to sell Qulan Society, right?"

"If you can't sell it, it's not worth it." Jiang Qifeng's lips raised slightly, showing a look of watching the show: "I'm afraid that after the performance, the reputation will not be as good as others, old man, it's embarrassing."

The day to seal the box is getting closer and closer, although the other actors are very busy, but Jiang Qifeng is calm and unhurried.

That's right, "Spitting out a Lotus Flower" is a job he is familiar with, and he can act as he pleases on stage, so there is no need to be too anxious.

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On the day of sealing, the audience walked into the garden one after another, each found a seat and sat down, with a table and a pot of tea, and a handful of melon seeds in each hand. They waited for the lights on the stage to come on, and the performance officially began.

In the first performance, the old man from Dongcheng sang Duan Shu Lai Bao on the board, which attracted the attention of the audience to the middle of the stage. From here on, he put down the allegro and began to speak stand-up.

An old actor has the charm of an old actor. He said that the aura that has been accumulated for decades is beyond the reach of ordinary actors. Some audiences love this, and love this battle-tested calmness.

"Whoever wrote the program list is not wicked!"

The actors in the backstage were all stunned, and looked back at the figure standing beside the side view.

Jiang Qifeng heard this as soon as he entered the backstage, put the bag aside, and then asked: "What are you shouting for? You can hear it later."

The man found a chair to sit down as if discouraged, and complained: "The old man started the show, how are we going to act?"

Jiang Qifeng didn't change his face: "act as you want, don't blame the old man for suppressing your scene if you don't know how to do it yourself."

The man was so blocked that he couldn't speak, but he still felt dissatisfied and laughed in his heart. It's not certain who will be the worst in the future.

Old men are no more energetic than young people, and they go home to sleep after the show, leaving a group of young people who are either anxious or excited.

The hands of the clock on the wall swept past 10:30, and the stage was already down two, and the next game was the bottom corner.

The backstage is very lively at the moment, these actors are not at all tired when they are about to get off work in the past, and the guy who only heard the complaints just now is bragging that he can drink a thousand glasses, clamoring that he will not get drunk tonight.

Jiang Qifeng sighed softly, shook his head secretly, and without interrupting, lowered his head and swiped his phone.

"The front is almost there." Xia Yuan reminded him by pushing him.

Jiang Qifeng put away the phone, got up and brushed off the sleeves, smoothing the creases of the cuffs.

"Um……"

The last thing was that as soon as the group came out, the three of them had just returned to the backstage from the end, and the host went up immediately.

"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Spitting out Lotus Flowers", performed by Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan."

The two walked onto the stage calmly, adjusted the microphones in front of them, and saw that there were no empty seats, and it was time for the performance to begin.

However, just as Jiang Qifeng walked to the front of the stage, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the table, and seeing the props he was going to use later - the fan, his expression changed suddenly.

In "Spitting out a lotus flower", the teaser actors used "ancient tricks" to tease the teasers, and they were so funny that they played the gong to invite the gods to pick up the gods. This fan is like a gong hammer, and the head of the teaser is like a gong.

The props and fans used on the cross talk stage are all unique, and the light and sound are not painful when they are hit on people.But the fan on the table today... has obviously been tampered with.

Remembering that this was on stage, Jiang Qifeng covered it up calmly, with a bright smile on his face, and started the show according to his lines.

Since he opened his mouth, Xia Yuan answered the next sentence in a timely manner, and the audience in the audience couldn't see anything unusual for the time being.

When Xia Yuan finally picked up the fan under Jiang Qifeng's instruction, the atmosphere between the two suddenly froze.

Jiang Qifeng gave a worried look.

Xia Yuan's eyes froze slightly, and soon returned to normal.He returned a soothing look, and nodded without a trace.

For the next 10 long minutes, old audiences could tell that the sound made by the fan today was not quite right, muffled and not crisp at all.

A large part of the lines came out of Jiang Qifeng's mouth in a cadenced manner, and this show finally came to an end.

With the last sentence out of his mouth, Jiang Qifeng turned around and stepped off the stage after spitting out the water.Xia Yuan wiped his face, looked at the audience, smiled awkwardly, then bowed and left.

All the normal work here tonight is over, and the next step is to return.The two didn't have much time to communicate, and they paused for a few seconds behind the curtain, listening to the audience's applause gradually weakening, before returning to the stage.

The return went smoothly. Jiang Qifeng sang a part of Pingju "Reporting Flower Names", and Xia Yuan sang a part of "Tongrentang" on the board, which received thunderous applause from the audience and rave reviews.

After the whole box-sealing performance was over, Jiang Qifeng finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart when he returned to the backstage, and looked at Xia Yuan worriedly.

"Are you all right? Hitting the head with that thing isn't a joke."

Xia Yuan shook his head and said: "It's okay, I opened the fan and knocked, it's not a big problem..."

Having said that, Jiang Qifeng saw that his forehead was a little red, and a flame suddenly shot up in his heart.

Everyone in the background had different expressions, looking at the two of them with gloating but also nervous.

"Who did it." Jiang Qifeng's tone was very calm, but under the calm, he suppressed his anger.

no one answered...

"Fan, who changed it!"

After a long time, an actor surnamed Zhou replied in a bad tone: "Who knows what happened in front of you, why are you making us angry?"

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help sneering: "You don't know? The fan we used was replaced by black sandalwood. Do I still have to praise that man for his wealth?"

Xia Yuan pressed his shoulder and softly comforted him: "Quiet the fire, I'm fine."

Jiang Qifeng was not willing to give up, and said with a stern face: "You have a big heart, why don't you take dozens of hits on the head for doing this immoral thing? If no one admits it today, I will adjust the surveillance later."

"Well, the monitoring is broken today."

I don't know who said something weakly, and the atmosphere in the backstage was suddenly awkward, and there was silence for a while, and no one made a sound.

Someone finally came to his senses, hurried forward and pulled Jiang Qifeng to sit down, and persuaded him earnestly: "Brother, forget it, we are all colleagues, we have to meet when we come back out of the box, don't be so stiff..."

"That's right, the person who did this is like a mirror in his heart. After you have taught him this, he will definitely not dare to do it again next time."

"Have a cup of tea first, don't be angry."

As soon as someone started, the actors behind followed suit one after another. This scene really looked like Jiang Qifeng was too fussy.