Shuang Qi

The second stage of the competition is group crosstalk, and group crosstalk must be performed by at least three people, which means that foreign aid, or guest assistants, must be invited.

The choice of assistant actors has become a big problem.

There are only three days to prepare, and you must not spend too much time on it.

"How about I borrow someone from the agency..."

"no!"

Wen Qiyu's proposal was rejected by Jiang Qifeng as soon as he said it.

"Why?" Wen Qiyu was puzzled.

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a moment, he objected because he didn't want to face the people from Qulan Club.

What's more, he knows Zhang Xiuming's temper too well, so he must let Liu Sheng assist in the performance.By then... tsk tsk, the drama is quite big, but the team must be dismantled.

I definitely can't tell Wen Qiyu about these twists and turns in my heart, and even if I have to confess sooner or later, it must not be today.

So he frowned and said seriously: "The fight before and the matter of you and my partner are all hidden from Mr. Zhang. It's easy for you to go back and invite someone, but once someone comes, we can't hide it." gone?"

"That's right." Hearing what he said made sense, Wen Qiyu immediately drooped his head, as if the ball had deflated. "I don't know any other colleagues besides the club..."

Jiang Qifeng was thoughtful. He knew many colleagues, but there were probably only a handful of them who could be invited at any time.

The person he most wanted to contact was Xia Yuan, the partner had a tacit understanding for two years.

But he knew, not to mention that people in Dongcheng would not accept his invitation casually, but Xia Yuan probably didn't want to be with him again.

He didn't know many people, half of them belonged to Qulan Society and half belonged to Dongcheng Tea House, which blocked the road.

Jiang Qifeng went through several candidates in succession, and finally one face gradually became clear.

"I have an idea, wait for me to call and ask." Jiang Qifeng patted Wen Qiyu's shoulder to reassure him, then walked aside and made a call.

After a few words, the person on the other end of the phone agreed.

Wen Qiyu heard vaguely from the side, and was very curious in his heart. He couldn't help stretching his head over to test: "Brother, who is it? So refreshing?"

"Xu Zhaolan from Tianjin, you are a straightforward person who is easy to talk to." The subconscious arc of Jiang Qifeng's mouth showed that he was in a good mood at the moment.

When he was tricked by someone in the Dongcheng Teahouse, everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't know it, but Xu Zhaolan was the only one who told him several times with his temper.

At first, he was also worried about whether this person had ulterior motives, trying to trick him into taking advantage of him or something... But later he also figured it out, and he couldn't do it.

Xu Zhaolan has talked about cross talk for seven years in Tianjin. He has baby legs, and there are not a few old audiences who praise him.

If it weren't for the rift with his original partner four years ago, he wouldn't have traveled to Beijing to grab his job.

Fame and contacts are all good, so what can you use him for?

After thinking about it, I was relieved, and there was nothing wrong with having many outspoken friends.

An hour later, Xu Zhaolan rushed to the rehearsal location - Jiang Qifeng's house under Wen Qiyu's expectant gaze.

"Feng..." Xu Zhaolan opened his mouth to say hello as soon as he entered the room, but just as soon as he uttered a word, he remembered something was wrong.

Jiang Qifeng gave him a hard look, feeling quite helpless in his heart.

Just now when Xu Zhaolan was still on the road, he sent a WeChat message, saying that he used "Jiang Wanqiu" to participate in the competition, and repeatedly emphasized that he should not lose the chain. Who knows that this guy still speaks without thinking.

"The wind is quite cool, and your house has good convection!"

Xu Zhaolan was too embarrassed to say this, Wen Qiyu was at a loss when he heard it, and Jiang Qifeng couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Fortunately, Jiang Qifeng didn't reveal too much before, and Wen Qiyu didn't expect that he was going to Jiang Qifeng's place when he heard it.

"Let's get down to business." Jiang Qifeng poured him a cup of tea, then straightened his expression and said seriously: "Group cross talk is the most afraid of chaos, but the program team only gives three days. Guess the test of this stage What is it?"

Wen Qiyu propped her chin thoughtfully: "Could it be the creative ability in a short period of time?"

"What's the use of that thing." Xu Zhaolan was always outspoken, and laughed after listening to it: "Creative ability is necessary. Why do you guys have to limit the speed?"

Jiang Qifeng glanced at the time, and couldn't procrastinate any longer.He simply sat up straight and looked at the two of them, pointed his finger on the table consciously, and said in a deep voice: "The test is the mentality, not panic, calmness is the key to victory."

"My brain hurts, my brain hurts..." Xu Zhaolan doesn't like to analyze this and that the most. According to his temper, he can say what he likes to say on stage.When you get off the stage, you should drink and drink, you should have a drink, and you should be comfortable.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Qifeng shook his head helplessly, put aside these strategic analyzes for now, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let's talk about the show."

"It's impossible to write a paragraph now, let's change the old way."

"Brother Xu, then you choose."

It was rare for Xu Zhaolan to hesitate, and glanced at Jiang Qifeng who was beside him, waiting for him to make a decision.

"I think it's okay." Jiang Qifeng believed in his vision very much.

After getting the reply, Xu Zhaolan leaned on the side of the sofa and began to think. The other two were also patient, and they were not idle while waiting, trying to come up with ideas as much as possible.

It is true that it is a traditional famous story to find five sons and turn four generations, but it is not elegant to copy cheap ethics, and it is impossible to say this kind of joke on TV programs.

The length of programs such as stripping the mandarin jacket and King Kong's legs is too long. If they have to compress a half-hour program into ten minutes, they can change it, and the audience can't listen to it.

Xu Zhaolan rummaged through the brain database for a long while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh and said, "Mr. Ma Ji has an episode called "Five Senses Contest"!"

This passage is no stranger to Mr. Ma Ji’s show on the Spring Festival Gala more than 30 years ago. The actors anthropomorphized their mouths, eyes, ears, and noses, and brought in the characters to create arguments. With mutual arguments as the background, there were ridiculous jokes.

It's not easy to adapt a classic.

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help frowning, and his tone was vaguely hesitant: "This show needs five people to talk about it, so why don't we find two more people?"

"No need." Xu Zhaolan answered simply, raised his hand and gestured with great interest, and said, "We are just using this excuse and intention. Five people say that the five senses compete for merit, and the three of us can replace them with others, such as right-hand man and right-hand man."

After hearing his train of thought, Jiang Qifeng was still hesitating and didn't rush to react.

And Wen Qiyu already had his own ideas, and he couldn't help asking: "The five sense organs have remarkable functions, and the argument is reasonable and well-founded, but the difference between the left hand and the right hand is not big, where can I find arguments and burdens?"

"There are both hands on the left and right, but most people still use their right hands. At the same time, it is not ruled out that some people are left-handed. In addition, no matter how much you rely on your right hand, the left and right arms are still indispensable, and you will not be balanced without which arm. Among them The argument may not be inferior to the five senses."

Jiang Qifeng's analysis was so logical that even Xu Zhaolan, who suggested it, couldn't help applauding.

Wen Qiyu was slightly taken aback, and the way he looked at him suddenly changed.

At first, I only thought that Jiang Wanqiu was good at speaking, but later found that he was good at everything. Looking at it now, he is not bad at creating, and he has a unique vision...

How could such an excellent actor have no partner?

"I'll try to write a notebook first, and send it to you two tonight. If there's no problem, let's start working on it tomorrow, ok?"

Jiang Qifeng successfully interrupted Wen Qiyu's thoughts.

The three of them looked at each other, and the matter was settled.

That night, Jiang Qifeng sent the written script to the two of them. After reading it, Wen Qiyu repeatedly lamented that Jiang Wanqiu is really a treasure boy.

Xu Zhaolan, on the other hand, picked out a few details and revised them, went through several iterations, and finally finalized the draft.

It is a very difficult task to line up new jobs for two days, but hard work is never wrong.

Both Jiang Qifeng and Xu Zhaolan are actors with rich stage experience. One has been speaking for eight years, and the other has been speaking for 11 years. As long as the words are correct, nothing else will fail.

Although Wen Qiyu started late and has only been in the industry for two years, but fortunately she has a very high level of comprehension. Before talking about cross talk, she had listened to it for five or six years. child feeling.

On the day of the recording, the three of them bumped into their opponents as soon as they entered the waiting room. When they looked up, they met their probing eyes.

"Okay, Xiao Jiang, you guys are funny."

Jiang Qifeng looked around, and it was true, the three of them turned out to be funny actors.

He replied with a smile on his face: "This is what makes me laugh."

Before going on stage, the program team thoughtfully prepared a pot of Kuding tea for the actors, for fear that the actors would be impatient or nervous.

"Brother, am I really alright?"

Even though Jiang Qifeng and Xu Zhaolan praised him for his high understanding and good manners in the past two days, Wen Qiyu was still a little apprehensive. It was about advancing to the finals. There was another nine points gap ahead, so it was hard not to be nervous.

The situation of this show is relatively modern. If the actors wear a coat on stage, it will inevitably make people out of the show, so they wear dark gray suits instead.

Jiang Qifeng fiddled with the bow tie around his neck in front of the mirror, then turned around and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "It's a big deal, I'm here, don't be afraid if you're nervous, what's the point in the game if you're not nervous .”

It didn't take long for the staff outside to shout, and the three left the lounge and came to the studio. Jiang Qifeng was on the stage at the beginning of the fight, and the other two were on the side of the stage in the backcourt. They waited until the show started. Stage one by one.

Below is the audience full of pits and valleys, and there is a monitor in front of the representatives of the media judges on both sides, where they can observe all the details of the actors' expressions and movements.An actor with a slightly different mentality standing here should be unable to stand now.

Jiang Qifeng was still calm and composed. When he came to the stage, he looked at the background curtain carefully. It was clean without any logo, and he didn't need a table today, and there was no table surround embroidered with the class logo. He felt much more comfortable.

"let's start……"