Shuang Qi

A large group of people gathered around to persuade Jiang Qifeng to make peace, even if Jiang Qifeng was full of anger, he couldn't tear his face here.After a lot of patience, what happened just now can barely be turned over for the time being.

After sealing the box, it is customary to gather for a drink or two, but judging from the turbulent situation in the backstage... Even if the table is full of wine and food, no one can eat An Sheng.

Jiang Qifeng calmed down, and asked: "It's all sealed, why don't you go have a drink or two?"

He is benevolent and righteous, but few people are willing to give him face.

There are sixteen actors performing today, each with their own reasons. Some said they were sleepy because they hadn’t had a good rest, and some said they got up early to drive home. In the end, there were only four or five actors left.

Jiang Qifeng glanced at the people in front of him, but he didn't care about it, it's okay that there are few people, it's quiet.

"Shall we have two drinks?"

"Let's go."

Several people found a barbecue restaurant nearby, sat down and ordered food, and the waiter quickly brought the beer.

"Didn't you drive? No one is welcome tonight!"

Most of the people here are young and energetic, and they all talk about cross talk, and the one thing about cross talk is that they can talk, and they will never let the place be cold here. A few people started talking without a drink.

"Mr. Jiang, there is something I really can't see, I have to tell you..."

The person who spoke was Xu Zhaolan, who had just turned [-] this year. He had talked about cross talk in Tianjin for seven years.

Jiang Qifeng's expression didn't change: "Say it, don't be so polite, just call me Xiaofeng."

"The fan you used in the performance just now was replaced by the surname Zhou." Xu Zhaolan said indignantly, "When he came on stage, I saw that he had something in his sleeve, and I thought it was something like an allegro. You asked me in the background after the show just now, and I realized how wicked this guy is!"

After saying this, the faces of the people around them all changed.Everyone knows who is on top of the surname Zhou, they are just young actors, how dare they offend those wrists?

Among them, Xu Zhaolan's partner hurriedly wanted to stop her, but he couldn't open his mouth because he was in front of Jiang Qifeng.

Jiang Qifeng frowned and was in no hurry to speak.

Xu Zhaolan said that the surname Zhou was Liu Yuchun's apprentice, and he was also the one who complained about the program list before the performance.

With his status in Dongcheng, he dared to complain a few words even if he was in the sky.Being able to do such a thing on such an important occasion as sealing the box... must have been instructed by someone.

Jiang Qifeng wanted to understand what was involved, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "They have grievances against me, but they came to me generously. Brother Yuan suffered for me, what is this?"

Xia Yuan sneered: "It's okay for me to suffer this little crime, but Zhou did such an immoral thing, and so many people in the backstage pretended to be deaf and dumb? I don't know who would benefit from a broken box performance!"

After this lesson, the others were even more difficult to answer, but Xu Zhaolan said bluntly: "The old man didn't stop me, what can we say? But if you want me to say that this is immoral, this trend will not last long!"

Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan exchanged glances without saying anything more.This kind of behind-the-scenes tricks must not be tolerated, but it should not be publicized everywhere.Instead of complaining to these young actors, it is better to report directly to Tang Chong'an and see how he handles it.

If it's a big night, everyone will have their own ulterior motives after drinking, even if Jiang Qifeng has a big heart, it is inevitable that he will lack interest.

At about one o'clock in the morning, several people dispersed and went back to their respective homes.

It was hard to wait for the bus at night, so Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan sat at the station, chatting while waiting for the bus.

"There is no arrangement for the TV station this year?" Xia Yuan asked casually.Why are you still brooding over what happened last year... Jiang Qifeng was a little irritable.

"How many years can I last with my enthusiasm? Go home and rest in peace." He had just finished speaking when the bus Xia Yuan was waiting for arrived.

"Come on, see you out of the box." Jiang Qifeng responded, seeing the bus going away and gradually fading out of sight, leaving only a few blurred spots of light, suddenly felt empty in his heart, and then fell into a sense of loss.He just remembered that he was the only one to pass the Chinese New Year this year.Not only this year, but also in the future.

-

At noon on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Qifeng tiredly put down his phone and sat up on the beanbag sofa. He opened the refrigerator and took a look. The quick-frozen dumplings he bought earlier had already been eaten.

"Forget it, let's order takeaway..."

He just unlocked the phone and before he clicked on the blue icon, a call came in.The number on the screen was unfamiliar, but it showed that it was a call from Tianjin.

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for two seconds, then answered.

"Hello. Who is this?"

A strange yet familiar voice came from the opposite side.

"Feng, it's me, Ma Jianyuan."

Jiang Qifeng was in a trance for a while, and long-term memories flooded into his mind, which seemed to have happened in the last century.

Ma Jianyuan, Boss Ma, the owner of Tianjin Baiqu Garden. At that time, Baiqu Garden had performances every day, all year round.

Not just crosstalk and storytelling, but also many other folk arts, such as single strings, allegro, drums...

But he only provides the venue, and the artists who come to perform are different every day, including famous folk artists and folk artists.

Speaking of this person, in the early years when Jiang Qifeng was wandering around in Tianjin and hadn't learned cross talk, he took Jiang Qifeng in and served tea and water in the shop to help him. He gave Jiang Qifeng such a job, that is, Thank you.

Later, Jiang Qifeng learned cross talk and also assisted in acting in Baiquyuan. Ma Jianyuan predicted that he would have a future, so the two had contact on and off.It's just that in the past two years, we have been busy separately, and we have less contact.

Jiang Qifeng felt emotional, but at the same time he was unavoidably vigilant. As the saying goes, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. It doesn't matter whether his fame has increased over the years or he has been spurned by others. Boss Ma has never contacted him. Why did he suddenly call today?

"Hey Boss Ma! Happy Chinese New Year, are you busy performing today?" He greeted with a smirk.

"Hey, I don't have anything to do here, I've been out of business for a long time!" Boss Ma laughed at himself, and then asked whether it was intentional or unintentional: "Are you going home for the Chinese New Year? Let's get together when you have time." get together?"

Jiang Qifeng already understood that something was wrong, so he deliberately pretended to be sorry and said: "Hey, it's a coincidence, there were some changes in my family last year, so I didn't go back."

"Uh..." Ma Jianyuan couldn't answer for a while, and the two of them were deadlocked here. "I have to go to Beijing next month, and then we can get together again."

Jiang Qifeng said politely: "Yes, let me know when you are coming."

After hanging up the phone, the matter was over. Jiang Qifeng thought that Ma Jianyuan was just talking casually, but he didn't mean to be joking at all. In mid-March, another news came.

"Xiaofeng, are you free at noon tomorrow, let's get together?"

Jiang Qifeng had just arrived at the backstage when he answered the phone, subconsciously looked around, covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Okay, you choose a place."

How can I say that Ma Jianyuan is still kind to him, and I have to give him this face.

At noon the next day, Jiang Qifeng arrived at the meeting place on time, and Ma Jianyuan was already waiting there.

Ma Jianyuan greeted him with a smile: "Master Jiang, we haven't seen each other for a long time, but you are a character who came out of my garden!"

Jiang Qifeng waved his hand embarrassingly: "You are too polite, what are you calling Jiang/Young Master, didn't you call Xiaofeng before?"

The two met and sat down after some pleasantries.After drinking half a cup of tea, Ma Jianyuan finally couldn't hold back the things in his stomach.

"Xiaofeng, I really want to ask you to help me with something."

Jiang Qifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "I owe you favors, and I should help you. You can just speak up."

Ma Jianyuan shook his head and sighed, and said, "You know, Tianjin Garden's business is not doing well now, actors have all come to Beijing, and we don't even have a single actor who can hold the show... Seeing that we are going to Baiqu soon It's the [-]th anniversary of the garden, and I'm so anxious!"

Jiang Qifeng put down his teacup, thought to himself for a moment, guessed in his heart that he remembered you, and then looked at him solemnly. "You're thinking?"

"Could you give me the honor to set up a platform for our anniversary performance?"

Jiang Qifeng's expression froze: "Boss Ma, you know that I'm an actor in Dongcheng Tea House now, and I can't perform outside at will."

"It's just to support the scene. You can do whatever you want to sing a song, play a board, and pull a string. I didn't ask you to talk about work." Ma Jianyuan explained hastily.

In all fairness, Jiang Qifeng is willing to repay him such a favor.But now he has too many worries, no more than when he was scattered in the "jianghu" before.

"Your garden is far away in Tianjin. Dongcheng usually has a tight schedule of performances. I really can't get away."

Ma Jianyuan had a bitter face, and pretended to be helpless: "I know you have worked hard on the show, but if Baiquyuan was not in dire straits, I would not have asked you to come here. People say that a dog is not too poor, you have to help We!"

Jiang Qifeng's ears were soft, and he couldn't bear to refuse what he said.

After a while, he waved his hand and said, "Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

-

It's midsummer, and this is the season when you can't live without an air conditioner.In this weather, most people are not willing to go out, and they are willing to come all the way to listen to cross talk in the scorching heat. That is definitely true love.

Tonight's performance has just ended, and the actors have left one after another. The air conditioner in the backstage has been turned off, but the door is open. On the one hand, the air-conditioning is getting less and less, and on the other hand, the heat is rushing in. I was stunned to feel the feeling of being in front of the steamer.

At the moment, both of them are feeling uncomfortable, struggling with the pressure of work and their peers.

Let’s look at the past half a year. First, there was the broken fan and rotten handkerchief in "Fenhe Bay", and then there was the fan in "Spitting out Lotus Flowers". I found that the legs of the chair were loose, and the lights on the top of the stage went out for no reason...

It's not that I didn't mention it to Tang Chong'an, but they insisted that it was a coincidence, and they couldn't produce any real evidence, so no one could do anything about it.

Another surprise performance ended, and only the two of them were left backstage. Xia Yuan looked at the tea in the cup, but was not in the mood to drink it. "Today is the lottery."