Shuang Qi

Time is running out, Jiang Qifeng and Wen Qiyu are both determined to become champions, so of course they can no longer waste precious time on meaningless things.

It is urgent to recite words and work.

Wen Qiyu originally thought that Jiang Wanqiu was just trying to catch the ducks on the shelf for a while, at most it was a well-behaved one, but when the two of them started rehearsing and got to know each other a few times, he unknowingly changed his view of Jiang Wanqiu.

"Good job!" A hint of surprise flashed in Wen Qiyu's eyes. He didn't expect to be so successful in trying to cooperate on the first day. He couldn't help applauding the person in front of him, and opened his mouth and sighed sincerely: "Mr. You're not bad at making jokes."

"If I'm not sure, I wouldn't bring this up." Jiang Qifeng showed a confident smile on his face, and inadvertently scanned the time on the watch, his face changed drastically, and he eagerly picked up the folding fan and slammed on the table twice. , Reminding him: "Stop nagging, stop nagging, we don't have much time!"

Four or five days passed quickly, and on the day of the first stage of the semi-finals, all the contestants who had advanced had already arrived in the waiting room, and each was nervous or looking forward to making final preparations for the upcoming performance.

Yes, today is only the first stage.

The rematch is divided into two stages, that is to say, there will be two performances. After the opponent is determined by drawing lots, the winner will be determined based on the total points of the two programs.

The first stage is counterpart cross talk, and there are three more days to prepare. The actors themselves invite assistant guests to compete in group cross talk.

At the end of the lottery, Jiang Qifeng was lucky. The pair of actors who got the second-lowest score in the preliminary round should not be too much pressure.

"We will definitely lose a little points in the first game. In short, we will do our best. We don't want to be at the top of the semi-finals, just make it to the final." Jiang Qifeng looked serious when he spoke, as if he had already entered the state of preparation.

It was rare for Wen Qiyu to become serious, and nodded solemnly. He just sat down and took a sip of tea, but felt a little uneasy, and turned his head to look at the people around him hesitantly: "How about we just follow the other side of the word?"

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help laughing when he heard his words: "Little ancestor... I was right all night yesterday. I don't think there is a big problem. I'm going to be on stage soon, so I'd better adjust my mentality and take a rest for a while. take it easy."

"Okay." Wen Qiyu smiled sarcastically, and touched the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

The previous actors played one after another, each with its own characteristics and mistakes, at least none of the first four works were particularly outstanding or particularly bad, and the scores between the actors were not particularly good.

In other words, actors who are currently slightly behind are likely to overtake with the help of group cross talk three days later.

Wen Qiyu was already restless in her heart. Seeing the time passing by, the actors on the stage changed again and again, some people were happy and some were disappointed.But remembering that my program has not been settled yet, I am not in the mood to watch other people carefully.

"Teacher Jiang, how long will it take for us to arrive?"

Jiang Qifeng glanced at him, and saw that his brows were frowning impatiently. Seeing this, Jiang Qifeng also frowned.

The rhythm of cross talk is particularly important. Although there is a script to follow the words, it is all about learning where to stop and how long to go. In Wen Qiyu's current situation, he is so anxious, how will he be able to stay calm and steady Keep the rhythm?

"There is another group ahead." Jiang Qifeng glanced at the process, and then his eyes lit up, and suggested: "Well, I see you are waiting, how about we play a game?"

Wen Qiyu couldn't help sneering: "A lantern riddle or a match?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Qifeng was just about to talk about playing lantern riddles, when he heard him clarify, with a bit of helplessness and distress in his doubts.

Wen Qiyu lazily leaned on the sofa and muttered: "It's just a few ways to talk about cross talk? My master can only play this, I didn't expect you to be too..."

Jiang Qifeng's face couldn't help but become a little weird, he almost forgot that Zhang Xiuming taught him this.

Before going on stage, I played a game of lantern riddles. Firstly, I had a little bit of entertainment to relax and not be too nervous. Second, when I was playing, I just said a few words to find my feelings, so that my thinking could be broadened. If something went wrong during the performance, I would be fine Respond quickly.

"I was also taught by the master, maybe the older generation is like this." He answered absently, but did not mention the game again.

After a short wait, the actors in the front group bowed and stepped off the stage. Judging from the expressions of the audience and judges, their performance was not bad.Hearing the hasty knock on the door, they knew it was their turn to play.

"Wen Qiyu! Jiang Wanqiu! It's your turn!"

Hearing this voice, the two of them stood up almost at the same time, straightening their collar buttons slightly.

The two of them didn't realize it themselves, but the staff who came in to call out could see clearly that the movements of the two were almost synchronized, so to speak they were exactly the same.

"Sure enough, they come from the same school..." The staff couldn't help sighing softly as they watched the two people walking into the studio one after the other.

The representatives of the media judges and the audience in the audience were full of more than [-] people. At this moment, they all focused their attention on the center of the stage. The two young comedians on the stage were dressed in ivory dark pattern coats, and their images were very delicate and handsome. .

It's just that among the more than 300 people, there are always those who often listen to cross talk, and when they see the appearance of the two, they are immediately stunned, and they can't hold back and discuss in private with their neighbors.

"The one who's talking to me looks familiar... Isn't this Jiang Qifeng!"

"What's going on? When did he return to Qulan Society?"

"How is it possible, he didn't even dare to use the word Qi."

"Which one of you watched the preliminary round? Did you hear Zhang Xiuming's comment?"

There was a commotion under the stage, and only a buzzing could be heard on the stage, but what was said could not be made out.

Jiang Qifeng knew it well, and it was precisely because he knew it that he was a little embarrassed unconsciously, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth was stiff.

He was the one who mentioned the cooperation, but he didn't expect that the word "Qulan" was displayed on the table surround, and even the background behind him belonged to Qulan Society.Although it is a familiar scene, it has been several years since I saw it, so it must be a little strange.

Jiang Qifeng's heart sank suddenly. He said that he didn't want to turn back on this, and he couldn't turn back. What is this today...

"Let's start acting, two."

The host Zhao Huyou's voice woke up Jiang Qifeng who was still in embarrassment, and successfully weakened the discussion in the audience.

Jiang Qifeng noticed Wen Qiyu's probing gaze, so he nodded in response, and a confident look reappeared on his face.

"Crosstalk actor Wen Qiyu."

"Cross talk actor Jiang Wanqiu."

Bow on stage...

The performance has just started, so I can't comment on how he said it, but at least the moment of bowing on stage has attracted everyone's attention.

Is it really so similar to what a master teaches?

Looking from the side, Zhao Huyou looked at the difference between the two even bowing, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

The show started off pretty well. Jiang Qifeng quickly adapted to Wen Qiyu's rhythm, and added to the well-regulated foundation. The two also managed to attract the attention of the audience. If they played steadily, the final results would definitely not be bad.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qiyu's rhythm started to get out of order after speaking about halfway, and he didn't know which sentence was said too fast, and he was a little anxious in the next short paragraph. He quickly discovered the problem himself, and Jiang Qifeng also listened to it. When something went wrong, I tried my best to support him on the sidelines, and the rhythm of going back and forth was a bit chaotic.Fortunately, the adaptability of both of them is not bad, and they quickly found a good rhythm and stabilized.

After the show, the two took a step back and waited for the host to come up.

Zhao Huyou came up to the stage with a very official smile. From the way he and Wen Qiyu put their shoulders together and put their backs together, it was impossible to tell that Dong Cheng and Qu Lan were rivals for many years.

"He still listened to it." The director sighed with great satisfaction.

Zhao Huyou said with a smile; "The two are partners for the first time. The first time was at the rematch site of our Capital Satellite TV' Vientiane Return to Spring. Just saying this courage is already very commendable! So how are the two programs? Ask the judges to score!"

The stage lights suddenly dimmed, scrolling numbers appeared on the big screen, and the background sound effects continued to accelerate. In such a deliberately created tense environment, Wen Qiyu subconsciously closed her eyes.Seeing this, Jiang Qifeng stretched out his hand to hold his hand, as if he could hear his accelerating heartbeat this way.

"252 points!" Zhao Huyou exclaimed: "This score is already very good for the two who are partners for the first time and have only rehearsed for a week!"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, then changed the subject, regretfully and nervously said: "But just now the two opponents scored 261 points, a gap of nine points. What about the city?"

Hearing this result, Wen Qiyu didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Qifeng with some disappointment, but when he turned his head and saw Jiang Qifeng's still confident expression, he couldn't help being stunned.

Jiang Qifeng said firmly: "I will definitely be able to..."

When he got off the stage and went back to the corridor in the lounge, Jiang Qifeng walked in front with light steps and brisk steps. Wen Qiyu hurriedly followed from behind, and stopped him panting.

"Jiang Wanqiu! Why... why are you so sure that we can win? We are down nine points, which means we can only win if we have to beat them by ten points!"

Jiang Qifeng stopped and looked back at him: "We made a mistake today."

Wen Qiyu didn't understand, so: "Yes, yes."

Jiang Qifeng smiled: "Nine points behind if there are mistakes, then we will make zero mistakes next time, won't we be [-] points behind?"

This... What kind of logic is this!

Let's just pretend he's right.

It's just that the second stage is only three days away, so the chances of making mistakes will only increase in such a short period of time, right?

Wen Qiyu said with a bitter face: "Brother, do you really have a trick? We only have three days!"

"We only have three days, and so are others." Jiang Qifeng patted his head reassuringly, and whispered in his ear, "Trust me..."