Shuang Qi

After hearing the conditions proposed by Zhang Xiuming, Jiang Qifeng felt mixed feelings, and there was an indescribable feeling.

Perhaps in the eyes of any bystander, this bet seems to be beneficial to him rather than harmful.

It is difficult, or even impossible, to achieve Zhang Xiuming's satisfaction within three years, but even if he can't do it and loses the bet, the consequences seem harmless, even a good thing.

Only Jiang Qifeng knew in his heart that Zhang Xiuming hoped that he would retreat despite the difficulties and cut off his unrealistic thoughts.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a while, Zhang Xiuming asked aloud: "You dare not gamble anymore?"

Jiang Qifeng still kept his head down and said nothing, as if he was struggling with his thoughts.

Wen Qiyu next to him had anxiety written all over his face, and he himself didn't figure out what kind of answer he wanted to get.

If Jiang Qifeng can bow his head and admit his intimidation, listen to his master and return to Qulan Club, perform well in this life and talk about cross talk, and wait to take over Zhang Xiuming's career in the future... Of course it is a good thing, and the three masters and apprentices are very happy.

But if this is the case, I'm afraid Jiang Qifeng will never find himself again.

So what if he sticks to the bet?Five years is unbelievable, not to mention that Master only gave him three years.Desperately working hard on your own for three years, only to come back after getting a bad nose?Why bother.

"Brother, why don't you..."

Before Wen Qiyu could utter his words of persuasion, the person next to him seemed to have made a decision.

The smile in Jiang Qifeng's eyes became more determined, he straightened his body and said resolutely: "I bet..."

After the voice fell, the study room was silent for a while, and the only thing that could be heard was the three people's nervous, rapid or calm breathing.

Zhang Xiuming suddenly laughed loudly, and after laughing, he leaned over and looked directly at Jiang Qifeng: "I'll wait for you to come back."

This clearly concluded that Jiang Qifeng would definitely lose.

Jiang Qifeng lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze: "I will not let you down."

When he was just learning art, the old gentlemen praised him as a patriarch and a gifted person.

In three years, others can't do it, but he may not.

Perhaps, this sentence should be changed to: "You will be disappointed."

Before Wen Qiyu could react, she saw Jiang Qifeng standing up and stretching out a hand towards him.

"Let's cooperate happily? Junior brother."

As soon as he raised his head, he was facing Jiang Qifeng's half-smile expression.

Wen Qiyu subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiuming. Although he said that he dared to let people do anything without saying anything just now, he was still terrified if he really wanted to take this step.

Zhang Xiuming moved his eyes away and sighed, then took a sip of tea to suppress the anger in his heart, and said harshly in a fit of anger: "Go, you can make a lot of trouble, let me see what tricks you two can come up with to make me Long experience."

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After coming out of Zhang Xiuming's study, the two of them seemed a little silent, maybe it was because of He Huai's mind, or maybe they didn't know where to start.

Wen Qiyu followed Jiang Qifeng back to Jiang Qifeng's house. He only left here in the morning. In just a few hours, his life trajectory deviated to a completely different path.

"You don't blame me for dragging you into the water, do you?" Jiang Qifeng sat on the sofa and said this out of nowhere.

Wen Qiyu shook her head and said, "No, no, besides, I mentioned this to Master, and I want to have a fight with you."

Jiang Qifeng asked him, "Why didn't you tell me?"

The two of them seemed to be in a two-way secret love for more than forty or fifty days in a month. They both obviously liked each other, but they didn't say anything about it.If Wen Qiyu hadn't played Zhang Xiuming's fire today, maybe they just missed it.

Wen Qiyu pursed her lips: "I thought you've seen so many good actors and changed so many partners, it's impossible for you to like me."

"I have worked with so many partners, didn't they all "replace" in the end? "Jiang Qifeng shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at him seriously and said: "We cooperate well on stage, and we also agree with each other offstage.I partner with you because we are suitable for each other, and it has nothing to do with fame and prestige, let alone benefits. "

Wen Qiyu was taken aback by what he said, opened his mouth but couldn't answer.After a while, he scratched his head a little at a loss: "You, you old man, why are you talking so nasty, I have goosebumps."

After finally creating a sensational atmosphere, his words broke everything.

"I don't like to be dragged down." Jiang Qifeng rolled his big eyes, picked up the paper and pen on the table and pressed them into his arms, and said involuntarily: "Make a list of all the jobs you know, and then put yourself The jobs we are better at are marked, and we have to start planning for ourselves."

"Hey, hey, why are you so authoritarian!" Wen Qiyu reluctantly took the pen and paper, staring at him with resentment in his eyes.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Qifeng really introspected, where did he get such an authoritarian problem?

After thinking about it, I seem to have learned this stuff from my master... From the day he became a teacher, Zhang Xiuming made all his decisions. The master planned for him the next ten, twenty years, or even longer .

Master worried so much about him and thought of everything, but he forgot that he was a child with ambition.

As Jiang Qifeng himself said, how could the eagle be willing to hide under the protection of others?

He thought, perhaps only by redoubled efforts to improve himself and achieve some achievements as soon as possible, can the master truly let go.

Jiang Qifeng realized that he was drifting too far, so he put away his messy thoughts, coughed lightly, and said in a bad mood: "They are all old men, so why don't I ask you in a soft voice, "Qiyu, let's go tonight Make a plan, okay?" You don't think it's disgusting, I'm going to throw up myself. "

Wen Qiyu had actually noticed Jiang Qifeng's sudden trance, but he didn't intend to disturb him, and kept waiting for him quietly until he came back to his senses.

Hearing this sentence, he said dissatisfiedly: "Then you can't be a little softer..."

Jiang Qifeng said helplessly: "Okay, I will reflect on it and correct it."

Wen Qiyu immediately beamed with joy: "Hey, it's not too bad!"

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The cooperation between Jiang Qifeng and Baiquyuan is not over yet, as usual, he will go there a few times a month.

But now that he has a partner and made a bet, he definitely can't make do with it like before.This kind of wandering, up and down life is by no means a long-term solution.

Wen Qiyu was leaning on the sofa with a bag of melon seeds in his arms and muttering: "Anyway, Baiquyuan is like that, and Ma Jianyuan's own torment is not getting any better, or you can tell him and put it on the table. Yuanzi has taken over, let's settle the matter of no fixed place first."

"That's a sign passed down from his old man, it's strange that he agrees." Jiang Qifeng curled his lips and made a voice of disapproval.

"You should discuss it with him! At worst, let's not change the name, just buy the management rights."

Jiang Qifeng seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter. In the dying state of Baiquyuan, even if the two of them took over the operation, it would be difficult to do everything within three to five years, not to mention the completion of the bet. .

So he shook his head violently: "No, no, no, it's more difficult to save a half-dead than to give birth to one."

Wen Qiyu took a sip of iced Coke, pondered for a long time, and finally sighed: "That's right, besides, there are too many folk artists in Tianjin, it's hard to get ahead."

"Stay in Beijing?"

"Uh..." Wen Qiyu didn't answer, but both of them knew in their hearts that if they could stay in Beijing, who wouldn't want to.

But now everyone in the industry knows that their relationship with Qulan Society is constantly being cut and messed up, and no one wants to get involved. Even if the two of them come to discuss cooperation, they are afraid that they will not dare to welcome them.

"Haven't you ever thought about setting up a class club yourself?"

He thought about it, but he had too many worries.

Jiang Qifeng said helplessly: "Let's not talk about where to find a garden. With the land price in Beijing, we can't afford it if we can find it."

Speaking of this, he paused for two seconds, and his tone suddenly became a little lost. "Besides, if it really doesn't work after three years... why don't we just leave it there?"

Wen Qiyu fell silent.

After a long time, he opened his mouth hesitantly, and after hesitating again and again, he whispered: "My father has an old friend. He has a garden that has been abandoned for a long time. According to the friendship between the two, the price must be easy to negotiate. If you are willing to try, I can connect."

Jiang Qifeng had great ambitions in his heart, but he just didn't dare to think about it. It's too difficult to set up his own family, and it's even more difficult to face the rumors of everyone.

However, the temptation in Wen Qiyu's words was too great, he couldn't hold back his heartbeat, and couldn't help asking: "Tell me in detail."

Wen Qiyu stroked his thoughts, and said seriously: "My dad met a brother when he was still in the Beijing Opera Troupe. His name was Qiao Zhenhua. He was a businessman at home, and he liked to listen to operas, so he built a theater near the front door.

Later, the business was really bad, and I couldn't sing a show in a week, and there were not many audiences, so the matter became unreliable, and the garden was deserted. "

Jiang Qifeng was a little puzzled: "Is there no other club looking for him to cooperate?" You must know that the Qianmen area is very lively, and it is an absolute prime location.

"Not without it, but Boss Joe has a problem..."

Having said that, it aroused Jiang Qifeng's curiosity even more.

"what?"