Shuang Qi

Hearing Wen Qiyu's words, Jiang Qifeng looked in the direction of his finger, and all the actors were around trying to persuade them to fight, but no one was willing to go up and stop them, or hold them back and pull them away.

Looking at Shao Huan, who was red-eyed, all the exposed places were covered with bruises and scratches, and there was an obvious wound on his forehead, which had already oozing blood, staining his clothes with blood.

"What are you doing in a daze! Pull the two away!"

Just when everyone was at a loss, an angry voice came from behind, and then three or five security guards rushed up and pressed the two of them firmly to the ground, and then dragged them away with their shoulders.

"This..." The security guard was stunned when he saw the blood flowing from Shao Huan's head. He quickly recovered and shouted anxiously, "Get out of the car quickly! Take it to the hospital!"

A group of security staff were in a hurry, those who drove, those who carried people, and those who called to report to the leader hurriedly looked for their mobile phones.

Jiang Qifeng's attention returned to Wen Qiyu. His younger brother was born in a family of quyi. Scared.

"Qiyu, shall I take you home first?"

Wen Qiyu stared at him blankly without answering.

The actors who were watching the excitement were all gone now, and the rehearsal for such a big event would definitely have to be cancelled, who would be willing to stay here and find something for themselves.

The staff on duty at the TV station reported to the leader, who then called the chief director. The call frightened the chief director so much that he put down the half-written plan and changed his clothes before rushing to the stage.

"What's going on? How come people who rely on their mouths to eat are doing it!"

When the director arrived, the scene had already been cleared, only Wen Qiyu was left hugging his knees and huddled in the corner of the wall, Jiang Qifeng knelt beside him and softly comforted him, and the staff hurried around not far away.

Jiang Qifeng looked up and saw the director coming in a hurry, then looked at Wen Qiyu who hadn't calmed down yet, patted his trouser legs, stood up and greeted the director.

The director looked at the two of them like this, his brows furrowed into a ball of worry.I saw him repeatedly coiling his not-so-thick hair, wandering back and forth in the corridor for a few times, then resisted his steps, pointed to Wen Qiyu and said, "Come with me, and tell me what happened just now."

Jiang Qifeng took a step forward calmly, slightly blocking Wen Qiyu behind him.

"Director, he was stupefied just now, and he can't ask anything now, can you let him take it easy and talk about it another day?"

The director said helplessly: "There is only one week left before the recording of the rematch. This matter has a big impact. It will take several days to deal with it, so we can't delay it any longer."

Jiang Qifeng said: "But now he needs to rest and adjust!"

The director spread his arms and said, "How about this, I'll call Teacher Zhang, he should still be responsible for what happened to his apprentice."

"No need!" Hearing what the director said, Wen Qiyu, who had been huddled in the corner and had lost eyesight, woke up suddenly, stood up abruptly and shouted in horror, "Director, don't tell my master, I can take care of it myself. "

"Can you be responsible?" The director's eyes obviously didn't believe him, and he looked him up and down: "It's not a trivial matter to fight on the stage. If the leader cancels your qualification for the semi-finals, how will you be responsible?"

These words shocked Wen Qiyu, the consequences of disqualification would be too serious...

Jiang Qifeng held his hand and stood in front of him. Facing the director, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Director, if the leader really punishes them to withdraw from the competition, can they be exempted when Teacher Zhang comes? Well, I'm still here , don’t bring things up on the table.”

"I'm not..." The director suddenly felt dizzy, opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute.

"You've given Mr. Zhang some face, and you've also given me some thin noodles. Just give him two hours to relax, what do you think?"

The director hesitated again and again, but finally agreed.

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The door of the lounge was locked tightly, Jiang Qifeng poured two cups of hot tea, one cup was held by himself, and the other cup was placed on the coffee table in front of Wen Qiyu.

As soon as he entered the door just now, Wen Qiyu didn't say anything, and sat slumped on the sofa with red eyes, looking like he was about to cry.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Qifeng didn't rush to persuade him, nor forced him to speak, but got up and walked to the door, wanting him to be quiet for a while.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wen Qiyu stopped him as soon as his hand touched the doorknob.

"Can you stay with me for a while?"

"it is good."

Jiang Qifeng went back to sit beside him, but still didn't ask any questions.Constantly asking questions will only make people more confused, and when he wants to confide, he will naturally speak up.

After waiting for a while, there seemed to be a sobbing sound in his ears, and Jiang Qifeng subconsciously pulled out two tissues and handed them over.When the four eyes met, Wen Qiyu wiped his eyes with a tissue, and finally spoke.

"Thank you...what should I call you?"

Jiang Qifeng lowered his gaze, and said in a deep voice, "I'm older than you, you can call me elder brother, or elder brother."

Wen Qiyu smiled through tears: "Come on brother, I have a senior brother, only one."

Isn't your only senior brother me?

Jiang Qifeng smiled wryly in his heart, but didn't say anything.

After relaxing for a short while, Wen Qiyu soon fell into melancholy again, propped his chin and sighed: "What should I do? If I am really disqualified, how can I explain to Master!"

Hearing the wailing in his ear, Jiang Qifeng was thoughtful.

Not to mention the reason for the fight and who started the fight, at least Wen Qiyu didn't participate in the fight just now, even if he was punished severely, he wouldn't be punished.

"You didn't do anything just now, did you?" Jiang Qifeng turned to him to confirm again.

Wen Qiyu shook his head and said, "No, just as Wei was about to hit me, Brother Shao Huan rushed forward."

"You mean, you didn't do it first?"

"Absolutely not, I swear!"

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help laughing, this kid is so honest, if the program team asked this question, who would believe you or not.

They fought in the corridor just now, as long as the monitoring is called out.

"When the director or the leader asks later, you have to emphasize that he did it first and picked himself out, understand?"

The two rested in the lounge for two hours when someone knocked on the door to remind them.

Jiang Qifeng got up first and opened the door, then looked back: "Let's go, I'll go there with you."

Apart from the director, there were two other leaders in the conference room. Surveillance video was already playing back on the projection in the room, and their efficiency was quite fast.

"Sit down." The director pointed to a row of chairs opposite and said.

After the two of them sat down, the leader asked straight to the point: "Talk about the whole story of this matter first, and talk about the rest later."

Wen Qiyu suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said honestly: "When I passed the corridor, I heard someone surnamed Wei talking about me, saying that I was a related household who went through the back door, and that the program group had shady scenes. I couldn't hold back at that time, so I said After a few unpleasant words, he was about to hit me, but when Shao Huan saw it, he jumped up and started fighting with him..."

The director was thoughtful, looked back at the leader's eyes, and then continued to ask: "So the main responsibility for this matter lies with Teacher Wei?"

Wen Qiyu lacked confidence, and replied in a low voice: "Yes..."

On the contrary, Jiang Qifeng was thoughtful. He heard the director's "Mr. Wei" and began to search for such a person in his mind. Wei Zhixing, who used to be a storyteller, only talked about cross talk in recent years.

Good guy, this is still an elder.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Xiuming really had to hide this matter from Zhang Xiuming. With his temper, he attached great importance to seniority, so no matter how reasonable Wen Qiyu was, he would inevitably be reprimanded.

The director discussed with the two leaders in a low voice for a while, and glanced at the two opposite people from time to time, making people feel uncomfortable and panicked.

After a long time, one of the leaders looked at the two of them with a very serious face, and said in a solemn tone: "Wei Zhixing will definitely be disqualified from the competition, and you are not very responsible for this matter. But..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, but this sudden pause and turning point once again brought the heart that had just been let go to their throats.

"Not to mention whether Shao Huan should be punished for participating in the fight, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover from his injuries in a week. If Shao Huan has to retire, what will you do?"

Wen Qiyu was silent, this question was a fatal blow to him.

Crosstalk relies on teasing the two to cooperate with each other and say, how can we act without a partner?Not to mention how difficult it is to advance to the finals with stand-up comedy, the point is that he can't speak stand-up at all!

"Why don't you discuss it with Mr. Zhang. If it doesn't work, the program team can make an exception and allow you to change your partner."

"Don't tell me!" Wen Qiyu turned pale with shock, and hurriedly spoke to dissuade him: "Please don't tell me about this, please don't tell my master, please!"

The director couldn't help frowning and asked: "Even if we don't tell about such a big matter, Mr. Zhang will know sooner or later that Shao Huan has already entered the hospital. How long do you think we can hide it?"

"If I advance to the final and even get the ranking, maybe he won't be disappointed." Wen Qiyu lowered his head and whispered.

Jiang Qifeng was a little surprised. He knew that Wen Qiyu wanted to hide it from his master. He thought he was afraid of his master's anger and reprimand, but he didn't expect that he was afraid of his master's disappointment...

It seems that many years ago, he also had such a side.

The director said again: "You don't even have a partner now, what are you going to do to continue the competition?"

Wen Qiyu was speechless, lowered his head in frustration and anxiously picked his fingers.

"Director, I have an idea."

As soon as Jiang Qifeng said this, he immediately attracted the attention of the other four people in the room, and they all looked at him for a moment, waiting for him to elaborate.

"I don't have a partner either."

The director and the two leaders hadn't reacted yet, they stared at him in a daze, not understanding for a moment how his insensitivity could be brought upon him?

Wen Qiyu's eyes lit up, with disbelief written all over his face.

This is a bright future!

"Don't you think so?"

Jiang Qifeng held Wen Qiyu's hand where the table blocked his view, and the warmth of his palm gave him a hint of encouragement.

"He has no partner and I don't have a partner. We can compete together as a team."