Shuang Qi

I don't know if Xia Yuan couldn't control the last blow, the red string on the index finger of his right hand broke, and the bamboo board fell down.

"Bah!"

what to do?Xia Yuan subconsciously looked at Jiang Qifeng.

I go!Jiang Qifeng's mind was blank for a short time.

Since the sound was heard, the audience exploded, and no one applauded for the face, but such a big stage accident, it is inevitable that some people will whisper and discuss endlessly.

Jiang Qifeng reacted very quickly. At this time, for the time being, he could not care about how to continue the program. He couldn't let this board be left on the ground and the program could not continue.

I only heard him jokingly said: "I can see that Mr. Xia is diligent, even the rope is worn out!"

Before Xia Yuan could react, he broke out in a cold sweat unknowingly, and suddenly heard Jiang Qifeng's voice to save the scene, he hurriedly recovered from his ignorance, and said: "Hey, this board has its own ideas. "

After all, Xia Yuan bowed his head and lowered his body to pick up the bamboo board. It was impossible to continue beating this board, so he simply put it on the table and waited for Jiang Qifeng to make a decision.

At this moment, not only Xia Yuan was pinning his hopes on Jiang Qifeng, but hundreds of audience members also wanted to know how this famous Mr. Jiang would recover from such a big stage accident.

Jiang Qifeng's heart sank, but the expression on his face didn't change much, as if everything was under his control... In fact, he had no idea, so he could only bite the bullet.

"Tell me, how to fight this!" Jiang Qifeng spread his hands at Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan was taken aback suddenly, this guy must be out of luck... "The board is like this, why don't we let it go today?"

This is chatting directly on the stage.

"What the hell is this?" The audience was very dissatisfied.

Seeing that the audience in the audience was getting smaller and smaller, not only Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan were anxious, but the actors who got the news backstage were also worried.

But with so many people blocking the exit door to watch, it was hard to tell whether they were watching the fun and starting to watch the jokes, because no one was willing to change a pair of boards and send them up.

"No!" Jiang Qifeng felt ruthless in his heart, and said forcefully: "The rules set by the ancestors, you have to finish singing when you start!"

As soon as the words were finished, he changed hands and gave Xia Yuan his big board, and picked up the two broken boards on the table by himself.

"Why, you just use this to sing?"

"Knife butt will open your eyes."

Jiang Qifeng kept the small board in his left hand, and held two big boards in his right hand, and he used the same grip as hitting the imperial board. Although it was not stable and neither fish nor fowl, it was still able to strike.

"Then I can start, do you remember the words?"

"You think I'm a fish?"

Three, two, one.

Just such a fragmented and unremarkable board actually made a decent allegro sound in Jiang Qifeng's hands!

"Huh!"

There were a few exclamations from the audience.

"Allegro is wider than Miko, can he handle it?"

There were also voices of disbelief.

Xia Yuan continued to sing nervously: "Tell the old woman to come with me, don't make me look ugly."

Jiang Qifeng leaned against the board awkwardly, but the words on his lips were calm and unhurried: "Don't worry, old man, the slave family is not like that!"

Xia Yuan sang again: "Tell the old woman not to boast, and you will go with someone for 500 yuan."

"Snapped!"

Jiang Qifeng put all the boards on the table with both hands loose, and stared at Xia Yuan angrily: "Stop singing?"

"What's the matter?" After saying this, Xia Yuan dared to breathe a sigh of relief, it was finally coming to an end.

With one hand on his waist and the other pointing at him, Jiang Qifeng yelled like a shrew: "What do you call me? I'm your old woman, right? What do you mean just go with someone for 500 yuan? Are you Insulting my dignity!"

"Why, no?"

"Go out and scan and listen... three hundred and go!"

"Go to hell!"

After the words fell, the two bowed deeply, not for anything else, they should apologize to the audience for such a big stage accident today.

At this time, only half of the audience remained in the audience. If there were dissatisfaction and complaints when the bamboo board fell to the ground just now, then after seeing Jiang Qifeng's incredible rescue performance, all that remains is amazement.

"it is good!"

I don't know who was the first to react from the shock, and took the lead in applauding, followed by thunderous applause from all the audience.

Backstage;

Tang Chong'an had heard something was wrong in front of him a long time ago, got up and opened the door and walked out of the meeting room. Looking around, there was no one in the huge backstage, and they were all crowded by the entrance door.

"What's going on?" He frowned slightly, very dissatisfied.

"Boss Tang, the hall is starting up ahead..."

Getting up and drawing lots mean the same thing, Tang Chong'an's expression changed after hearing this. "There are so many applause from the hall?"

While talking, the last actor walked onto the stage, and Jiang Qifeng and Xia Yuan had already returned, both of them looked ugly. Xia Yuan still had two bamboo boards in his hand, one of which was hung with a broken red string.

Jiang Qifeng took the board with the red string from Xia Yuan's hand, and put it directly in front of Tang Chong'an: "Boss Tang, I can understand the competition among peers, and I can tolerate the small troubles in the past if you don't deal with them. But isn’t the joke too big today? If the two of us really die on the stage, how good will Dongcheng Teahouse’s face be!”

There was a trace of undetectable surprise in Huang Qiying's eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at a certain figure beside him, and when he came back to his senses, he stood there with his hands in his hands and said indifferently: "You didn't know how to check the allegro before you came on stage? Anyone who eats can Negligence, the rope is broken, can this be blamed on others?"

Jiang Qifeng laughed angrily, and pinched the two ends of the rope fiercely. Such a thick strand of red rope was cut very neatly, as if cut by a knife. Sticky.

He said unceremoniously: "You call this broken? Cut the rope in advance and then glue it to the hole in the allegro. The hidden board is placed on Mr. Xia's seat before going on stage. How dare you give it to me?" Shall we save some time for inspection?"

"Master Jiang, do you mean to pour dirty water on me?" Huang Qiying said with a half-smile.

Jiang Qifeng grinned, and said in a cold voice: "I don't suspect anyone, you don't have to panic, isn't it up to Boss Tang to uphold justice?"

Huang Qiying snorted coldly and didn't answer any more.

"If you want to trip someone up, you don't know how to hold back and leave such a big opening... Tsk tsk." Xu Zhaolan watched from the side, couldn't help but sigh.

Tang Chong'an has never liked to deal with these personal grievances. It is definitely not due to him alone that a large business like Dongcheng Tea House can go to where it is today.

There are many old artists and seniors in the club, and there are also famous descendants. The relationship between interests and favors involved is too complicated, and he doesn't want to offend anyone.

"Who played Xia Yuan's allegro just now?"

Unsurprisingly, no one is foolish enough to admit it.

Jiang Qifeng had already rolled his eyes in his heart, no wonder every time he filed a lawsuit, it was dismissed. This is how Tang Chongan, the co-author, investigated and dealt with it!

"It was Xiao Zhao who told me that Ban'er was on the seat just now?" Xia Yuan's tone was without any emotion, no emotion could be heard.

The one surnamed Zhao said calmly: "Yes, I will point it out to you if I see it?"

Tang Chong'an followed up and asked: "Then did you see who put it there?"

The eyes of more than a dozen people in the background focused on him. The back surnamed Zhao was soaked in cold sweat, but he still shrugged and said, "How do I know, I didn't let him go."

No one answered, Tang Chong'an was still staring at him steadfastly.

Recalling the gossip I heard not long ago...

"You let him move his hands and feet, it has nothing to do with you, why do you need to intervene?"

"This is the backstage of the cross talk show, the patriarch is watching! He dares to do such a thing that defiles the stage, can I just sit back and watch?"

"His master is Liu Yuchun, you can't afford it! Jiang Qifeng saved your life by giving you money? Why are you helping him so much?"

"I'll say it again, I am in awe of the Patriarch."

Tang Chong'an calmly withdrew his gaze, and already had the answer in his heart. "Okay, I will deal with this matter separately. If you want to rest, you can leave first. Teacher Xie and I have to prepare for the performance."

"Boss Tang!" Jiang Qifeng was in a hurry, and it was rare for him to be rude. He raised his hand to stop Tang Chongan who was about to leave, and asked in a deep voice: "What if I don't come back today? Then we will really hang out It's on stage, do you still plan to ambiguously pass this kind of stage accident?"

"When did I plan to be vague!" Tang Chong'an was angry.

At this time, no one dared to interrupt, after all, Jiang Qifeng had been in Dongcheng Tea House for more than two years and nearly three years, and no one had ever seen Boss Tang get angry at him.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xia Yuan must not contradict Tang Chong'an at such a time, so he hurriedly grabbed Jiang Qifeng's arm, and winked at him to hint.

"It's good if you don't have it, Boss Tang has worked hard." Jiang Qifeng received the hint, and after a lot of patience, he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said politely with a smirk. "I'm a bit tired from this match today. If Boss Tang agrees, I'll go back and rest first."

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After the box was sealed, it was a long vacation. Tang Chongan only said that he would never tolerate it and would investigate thoroughly, but he didn't give a deadline, and he didn't say how to deal with it. There was no news for nearly two months, and it was false to say that he was not anxious.

Jiang Qifeng wrapped his coat and went out to have a look. The door of Xie Yan's house was closed tightly, so it should be impossible to get him to talk.

New Year's Eve can't just be worried, but there are still happy events. Not long ago, Jiang Qifeng was on the trending list again, and this time it's not a scandal.

He used a board with a broken rope in the box-sealing performance to persist until the video of the performance was uploaded to the Internet. He was praised for his superb rescue ability, excellent basic skills, and extremely high psychological quality.

Jiang Qifeng glanced at the comments below, and was not much moved, but for a moment, he was thinking... Will Zhang Xiuming be relieved to know?

It has been nearly three years, and every time I think of my mentor, my heart still feels like a knife is twisting.

As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Qifeng put the phone aside and turned on the stove by himself to cook a bowl of noodles. As soon as he put the noodles down, he heard a WeChat notification from the phone.

He looked at the water in his hand, wiped it on his clothes carelessly, and then clicked on WeChat to see who it was.

Thank you: Mr. Tang has already dealt with the matter of sealing the box, and the venue will be closed for two weeks.

two weeks?Is it too light?

Jiang Qifeng was dissatisfied, but thinking about the previous few times, it was not bad this time.Just as I was about to put down my phone, I saw a new message.

Thank you: In addition, after unpacking the program list, you can watch it yourself.