Shuang Qi

After going around for half a month, Jiang Qifeng asked several cross talk clubs through the contacts he had known through so many years of cross talk, and there were also some who read the news and moved their minds to come to the door by themselves, but most of them had the same question. Jiang Qifeng can join, but Jiang Qifeng only intends to stay in the show.

Another problem is that there is no partner.

It's hard to find a good partner even with a lantern, but Jiang Qifeng is not happy to find someone to make do with.

Without a partner, you can only talk stand-up, and stand-up comedy is hard to say. Even if Jiang Qifeng has confidence in himself, Yuanzi who cooperates with others would not dare to bet on him.

It's really sad...

Just as Jiang Qifeng was sitting on the sofa frowning, Ma Jianyuan called.

"Xiaofeng, how are you doing recently?" She asked knowingly.

Jiang Qifeng laughed at himself, and said angrily, "You still don't know? It's hard for me to even go on stage now."

"Let me tell you, the food in Beijing is not good. Why don't you go back to Tianjin, where can you develop better than your own home?"

"what do you mean?"

"Anyone can plot against you and take advantage of you, but I can't. You know the situation in Baiqu Garden. We are all people who have seen flowers blooming and fell to the bottom. If you come back, we will help each other and be considered strong." Strong alliance... what do you think?"

Ma Jianyuan's words made Jiang Qifeng fall into deep thought. This person has always avoided the seriousness and talked lightly about happiness and not worry. Baiqu Garden has a long history and rich heritage, but it is also a fact that it is now down and helpless.

Even if Jiang Qifeng is a bit capable, he can't save the whole garden on his own, after all, the thing he said to be a stand-up is still pending.

But... No matter how bad Baiqu Garden is, it is still a garden. It is an opportunity to perform, and it cannot be pushed cleanly.

"Boss Ma, it's okay to perform at your place, but I still hope to make a name for myself in Beijing. How about if you tell me how many times I go back to perform every month, we can count as helping each other?"

After the two discussed it, they decided to perform three days in Baiqu Garden every month. These three days are not only about cross talk, but if stand-up comedy is repeated for three days, the audience will get bored.One day we talked about cross talk, one day we talked about storytelling, and one day we sang drums.

Baiquyuan has always performed all kinds of folk arts, and Ma Jianyuan was full of praise for it: "Mr. Jiang is versatile, which proves the saying that being too talented is not overwhelming!"

Jiang Qifeng smiled and said nothing, feeling a little helpless in his heart. It is true that Yiduo does not overwhelm himself, but it is also true that Yiduo does not support others. After all, running around like this is not a long-term solution, and we have to think of a way...

The weather is getting hotter again, and Jiang Qifeng has temporarily made appointments for a few fixed gardens, but it's definitely not as good as the performances every day before, and now there are about two or three performances a week.

When it happens to be Monday, for other industries, Monday is the beginning of the working day, but for theater actors and folk artists, Monday is a fixed day off, everyone has gone to work, who has time to listen to cross talk and watch performances?

Jiang Qifeng calculated several times with the calculator, looked at the balance in his card, and after confirming again and again that it was correct, he transferred 20 to an account he hadn't touched for a long time.

This is the money he sold the car given by Zhang Xiuming back then, and he should have paid it back long ago.

Jiang Qifeng said that cross talk has been relatively famous for so many years, even though it was for the old and the young in the family to suck blood in the early years.

But he himself lived a fairly frugal life, and he still had a little savings.Today, the 20 was returned, and most of the figures on the account were instantly cut off.

Within half an hour, the call came in.

Jiang Qifeng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar number on the screen, and a flash of surprise flashed at that moment.

But then all that flooded into my heart was fear and panic.With slightly trembling hands, he picked up the phone and connected the call.

"Master... Teacher Zhang..."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiuming's voice on the opposite side was so calm that no emotion could be heard, which made Jiang Qifeng, who was already nervous, even more at a loss.

"I'm just returning the money to you. I should have paid back the car you gave me."

"I asked if you want it?" Zhang Xiuming's tone was still cold and scary when he spoke.

Jiang Qifeng was stunned, and stammered, "You, you didn't ask me for it, so, the money should have been returned to you long ago."

There was a sudden silence on the other side, Jiang Qifeng looked at the screen of the phone in fear, and he hadn't hung up yet, why didn't he speak...

I don't know how long it took before I heard Zhang Xiuming sigh, and then said: "I told you a long time ago, Dongcheng is not the place you should go."

Jiang Qifeng was speechless for a while, and when he looked at the phone screen again, he had already exited the call interface.

Zhang Xiuming hung up the phone.

How can you say you shouldn't go if you haven't seen it with your own eyes?Whoever's path is not blazed by himself, no one can help others decide their future.

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At the beginning of June, Jiang Qifeng accidentally saw a recruitment advertisement in Moments. Capital TV planned a cross talk competition program and was recruiting cross talk actors.

The name of this program is "Vientiane Returns to Spring".

Vientiane returns to spring is a word often spoken by cross talk artists in the early years.Both Xiang and Chun are businessmen's terms, such as those who sing operas, those who juggle, those who sing ditties, those who practice martial arts...

There are as many images as there are, and there are countless businesses in the rivers and lakes, so everything is inclusive.

Businessmen call Le'er Spring, and every business is inseparable from gags, jokes and fun, so there is a saying that everything returns to Spring.

To elaborate on this program, the competition is divided into three stages, the preliminary round and the final.

In the preliminary competition, the participating actors perform their own prepared programs, and the famous comedian guests invited by the program group decide whether to advance. In the end, no more than ten groups of actors will advance.

In the semi-finals, the advanced actors will draw lots to determine their opponents. They will compete in paired cross talk and group cross talk respectively. The audience and media representatives will vote and score points. If they win, they will advance, and if they lose, they will be eliminated.

The final was held in the form of a group arena, and the audience and the media voted to determine the final champion.

At this time, Jiang Qifeng was in the lobby on the first floor of the TV station, and the girl next to the front desk pointing at the computer was said to be the assistant director.

"Hi, I'm Jiang Wanqiu, a comedian."

The assistant director looked up at him, and then at the registration materials in his hand. "Oh...Jiang Wanqiu, why is your information blank?"

Jiang Qifeng smiled politely and said, "Isn't this an interview, why bother to write it out?"

"Okay." The assistant director looked around with disbelief before pointing to a conference room next to him: "The director is already in the one over there."

"Ok, thank you."

Jiang Qifeng pushed the door open without hesitation and entered the room. As soon as he entered, he saw the director drinking tea and leaning on the chair with a fan. He subconsciously glanced at the temperature displayed on the air conditioner, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: the air conditioner is so low that it is still shaking. Fan, isn't it cold?

If you think this way in your heart, of course you can't really ask it out of your mouth.

Jiang Qifeng greeted politely: "Hi director, I'm cross talk actor Jiang Wanqiu."

The director looked up at him, wondering: "Where's your partner?"

Jiang Qifeng's smile froze, and then he said calmly, "I'm talking about it."

The director was stunned, flipped through the plan on the table, and frowned as he looked at it. "We don't have stand-up comics in this competition system..."

Jiang Qifeng had read the documents when he signed up, but he wanted to give it a try, so of course he was ready to speak.

"Stand-up comedy is also cross talk. Since the name of the program is "Vientiane Returns to Spring", it must have taken pains to inherit the tradition and promote the culture of cross talk. How can we forget about stand-up comedy?"

"This..." The director seemed a little embarrassed, looked at him hesitantly, and flicked on the phone, not knowing who he was contacting.

Jiang Qifeng said again: "Let's not talk about the distance, let's just say that there is such a gentleman in Nanjing who has been doing stand-up comedy for decades, and he is also loved by the audience. Tickets for the performance are hard to find."

The director didn't have a clue, and subconsciously retorted: "The old man is famous, I haven't seen you raising your wrist."

At this time, another person came in, a young woman. When Jiang Qifeng turned around and saw her, he was stunned.

This person looks familiar, isn't it the female audience he met at the door the day he left Dongcheng Teahouse?

The woman was also a little surprised when she saw him: "Young Master Jiang also signed up?"

"Hey, everything is ready, but a partner is missing. I want to say that the stand-up competition system does not allow it. I should leave later." Jiang Qifeng said with a smile.

The director stood up suddenly, looked at Jiang Qifeng, and then at the woman who had just entered the door: "Director Chen, what did you call him just now?"

This woman is also a program director, her name is Chen Sha. Hearing this question from him, she was confused for a moment: "Him? Mr. Jiang Qifeng Jiang."

"You said he was Jiang Qifeng?" The director subconsciously opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief.

"That's right, don't you know when you search for photos online and look at them?"

The director's eyes on Jiang Qifeng suddenly became firm: "If you are really Jiang Qifeng, I can discuss with the editorial team and slightly modify the competition system."

Jiang Qifeng suddenly showed embarrassment: "Director, I am indeed Jiang Qifeng, but I compete under the name Jiang Wanqiu."

"why?"

"I don't want too many labels that don't belong to me to affect the game."

The director's complexion darkened, and his tone became more displeased: "Young Master Jiang, the program planning review process is very cumbersome, if it wasn't for the topic brought by "Jiang Qifeng", why should we revise the competition system for you? "

These words were so realistic that Jiang Qifeng didn't know how to answer them for a while.After pondering for a moment, he said unhurriedly: "I don't use the name "Jiang Qifeng", but my appearance will not change. Naturally, someone will recognize it when the show is broadcast. It may not be as good as those old personal grievances. "

Chen Sha listened beside her, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "What he said makes sense."

In the end, Jiang Qifeng got his wish and qualified for the competition.

During the period, the director also thought of other ways, such as letting him be the flying guest as Jiang Qifeng.

Although if you don't participate in the competition, you won't get the final ranking and there is no bonus, but there will be a guest appearance fee for participating in the recording, and he will not suffer.

But Jiang Qifeng refused.

He walked out of the meeting room with his actor ID card, and the next group of actors who signed up pushed the door in. He listened carefully and was stunned.

"Hello director, I'm Wen Qiyu, and this is my partner Shao Huan."