Shuang Qi

Hearing this, the director's expression changed a little, but the two leaders at the back looked at each other and nodded, agreeing with Jiang Qifeng's proposal.

The director whispered a few words into the leader's ear, and the leader looked surprised, and looked up at the two opposite people intentionally or unintentionally, with a slightly complicated expression.

"Mr. Jiang, please come out first, and I will tell you a few words."

Jiang Qifeng was very calm, and lightly patted the back of Wen Qiyu's hand to reassure him, then got up and followed the director out, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

There were only the two of them in the corridor, and the sound insulation here was excellent, so they weren't afraid to hear it from inside.

The director asked anxiously: "That's Wen Qiyu, you want to partner with him? There's no way Zhang Xiuming would agree!"

Jiang Qifeng's answer was very succinct and clear: "Keep the secret, as long as the show is all recorded, it's done...I will explain it to Mr. Zhang."

The director looked at him with a complicated expression: "Have you thought about it? After the show is broadcast, Zhang Xiuming will know sooner or later, and by then it will be the two of you who will carry it..."

"Our cooperation in the program group is beneficial and harmless, you don't have to worry about other things."

Three minutes later, the two pushed the door open and returned to the meeting room.

The subtle sound of the door being pushed open, this inaudible "creak" broke the tranquility of the room.

The two leaders looked up at him, and one of them asked with a gentle smile, "What did you discuss?"

Director: "I have no objection, as long as the two of them are willing."

Jiang Qifeng's eyes flickered with anticipation, looked at Wen Qiyu, and asked gently: "Do you agree?"

It is not easy to continue to participate in the competition, not to mention that Jiang Qifeng's score was among the best in the preliminary competition. Being able to partner with him will definitely not be bad, and it is also a kind of improvement for himself. Of course, Wen Qiyu is very happy.

"it is good……"

Seeing this, the leader nodded in agreement.It's just that before the end, he looked at Wen Qiyu with hatred for being weak, so that he could preach.

"If it wasn't for Teacher Zhang's face, I wouldn't nag you. You, you are too irritable. Why can't you bear it? What's wrong with asking him to say a few words, and he owes you too?"

This shows that Zhang Xiuming has many friends.

It's just that Jiang Qifeng doesn't understand one thing. Zhao Huyou has been on the TV station for so many years, and the Dongcheng Tea House has only gained a little bit of fame. The Qulan Club didn't let people on the stage. Where did Zhang Xiuming get his network?

Puzzled, and finally left it behind.

There are only a few days left before the semi-finals, and it is definitely too late to rewrite the show, so we can only use Wen Qiyu's original script.

But there's a big problem beyond that.

Who holds it up and who makes fun of it?

"You're kidding, I hold it?" Wen Qiyu looked at Ci'er, then turned to look at Jiang Qifeng who was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Jiang Qifeng shook his head disapprovingly. "You have passed all the funny words, so don't change them."

Wen Qiyu became a little anxious, "But we are both funny actors, you have more qualifications than me, and your work is more solid than mine, so you can't just waste it on me!"

"What is waste, I can both tease and flatter you, just feel free to say it!"

"But..." Wen Qiyu was still hesitating, he only knew that his little-known elder brother Jiang Qifeng could make both jokes and teasing, and he was good at both teasing and teasing. Can this Jiang Wanqiu do it? ?

Unfortunately, he still doesn't know that Jiang Wanqiu is Jiang Qifeng.

Jiang Qifeng frowned and interrupted: "Time is really running out, and there are not many words to cheer me up, so you should be considerate of me. If you can't do it in the semi-finals, you will tease me, and in the finals, I will tease you."

He is very confident in himself. Even though the rematch hasn't started yet, he is already sure of winning.

Who can be a funny actor without a sense of utilitarianism? With such a good opportunity to cooperate with Jiang Wanqiu, Wen Qiyu can make him laugh. He got a big deal, but he doesn't understand why Jiang Wanqiu is willing to back down?

Jiang Qifeng seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, smiled and said: "Someone told me a word before."

"What?" Wen Qiyu was slightly taken aback.

"He said that talking about cross talk on stage is not about competing for superiority and inferiority. If you make the audience amused and are worthy of the rice in your hands, then you are a good actor."

As Jiang Qifeng spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked out of the window, and intermittent old events flooded into his mind.

Zhang Xiuming also said that there is no distinction between high and low. The one who is flattering on stage will be your grandson, but offstage he must be a grandpa. There is no clear rule, but people will be grateful.

In the past, I was anxious to go up, and I forgot these principles as I walked. Now that I have reached this point, I might as well listen to him once, so that I can truly not insult my teacher.

"I see." Wen Qiyu lowered his head thoughtfully.

He remembered what Shao Huan said when he visited Shao Huan in the hospital yesterday.

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It was late in the evening, and Wen Qiyu waited for half an hour downstairs for the elevator in the inpatient department, and finally climbed the stairs.

When he found the ward and went in, he saw Shao Huan with gauze wrapped around his head and bandages on his arms, staring blankly at the sunset in the sky outside the window.

"Brother Huan, how are you?" Wen Qiyu felt ashamed, and walked up to him embarrassedly and asked.

Shao Huan turned around and saw him, waved his hands carelessly and said, "Hey, it's nothing serious. The doctor said that he has a slight concussion and needs to be observed for a few days."

In the middle of the conversation, I suddenly felt a little lost, lowered my head and sighed softly: "It's just, it's a pity for the rematch."

Wen Qiyu looked at him from the sidelines, hesitant.

"Brother Huan, for the rematch... Teacher Jiang Wanqiu and I are on the same team."

"Jiang Wanqiu?" Shao Huan was stunned.

After a long time, until Wen Qiyu was ready to hear him complain and blame, he chuckled and said, "That's okay, then Jiang Wanqiu is very capable, and she can win the favor of guests and audiences with her stand-up comedy. You and a game will definitely not be too bad."

Wen Qiyu was dumbfounded: "Aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry that you can continue to compete? It's too late for me to be happy. Fortunately, you are not dragged down by me." Shao Huan stretched out his uninjured hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with interest: "But you two are funny , how do you want to get a partner?"

Wen Qiyu said: "We will discuss this tomorrow."

Shao Huan pondered for a moment, and said with a rare seriousness: "Actually, I hope that you two will still be funny with him, and you will appreciate it."

Wen Qiyu was puzzled: "Why?"

Shao Huan said slowly: "It seems to others that the funny actors have a lot of words and roles, and the funny actors are all "hmm, this is to you", besides that, you have to make the funny super cheap. But they don't understand that on stage, it's always the funny actors who are scolded and scolded. "

These words taught Wen Qiyu half-understood, and it seemed that he could not understand them now.

Shao Huan added: "There is something wrong with the performance of a show, or if something is wrong, no one will blame the actor for flattering the actor. If they want to scold, they are just scolding. After all, "Well, it's your fault." What could be wrong? "

"Actors who are funny are fighting against the wind and rain outside, and actors who are popular only need to be his backing. Do you know Xie Yan? The reason why he was criticized after he left Zhang Xiuming was because he couldn't see his responsibility clearly. Too strong."

"I understand." Wen Qiyu's eyes gradually became clearer, so she nodded firmly.

Wen Qiyu stayed with Shao Huan in the hospital until nine o'clock in the evening, when two or three doctors and nurses came in to make rounds, looked from the first bed, and finally arrived at Shao Huan's bedside.

"How are you feeling today?" asked the doctor, looking at him very kindly.

"Very good." Shao Huan said absently.

The doctor sighed, began to check his injuries, and asked the nurse to check his pulse and heart rate, and then left after confirming that there was no problem.

Wen Qiyu glanced at the time, it was ten past nine, it was getting late.So I stood up and looked back at him: "Then I'll go back too."

"En." Shao Huan waved his hand indifferently.

Wen Qiyu suddenly remembered something, and unconsciously dodged his eyes, really embarrassed to ask.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing him frozen in place, Shao Huan was a little confused.

Wen Qiyu hesitated for a long time before asking him in a low voice: "Did you tell my master about this?"

"Hey, that's it." Shao was happy, slapped his chest and hit the bridge of his nose, and said straightly: "Don't worry, I can help you get into this trouble, so I can't go back and sue you! You can participate at ease, and I will keep it for you! "