Shuang Qi

This yelling and scolding was not small, and it happened that hundreds of pairs of ears on and off the stage could hear it clearly.

Jiang Qifeng's smile immediately froze on his face, but fortunately, he had seen many scenes before, so he didn't lose his face in shock.

Compared with Mr. Jiang, who had experienced many battles, Shen Shaoguang looked much younger. Facing the sudden smashing scene, he froze in place, at a loss, and looked at Jiang Qifeng blankly and terrified.

He trembled, then moved his lips, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Brother Feng, what should I do..."

Jiang Qifeng suppressed the timidity that was almost out of control, exhausted all the strength in his body to support himself, and smiled again, as if lightly brushing off the melon seeds hanging on the coat, leaving a few dark spots soaked in tea stains for a while He couldn't deal with it for a while, so he straightened his back as if he didn't look at it, stepped back half a step, and bowed to the audience again.

Shen Shaoguang was stunned, and the audience held their breath waiting for his next move.The play is bigger than the sky, could it be that he just bowed and stepped down from the stage?

Jiang Qifeng quickly gave the answer. After this bow, there was no other nonsense. He straightened the microphone and opened his mouth again, with a smile on his face: "Look, fortunately, the cross talk actors are shameless. Others should go back now."

Hearing that he continued to speak calmly, Shen Shaoguang was relieved, and when he came back to his senses, he had to give him a compliment: "Are you so proud?"

"Don't you dare, I'm not as good as you." Jiang Qifeng raised his hand to stop him, and said to the audience, "Introduce me to the outstanding young comedian next to me, his name is Shen Shaoguang."

"I don't dare to be outstanding, I'm just a primary school student." Shen Shaoguang said modestly.

The audience in the audience gradually came to their senses, maybe they realized that such a mess was very unqualified, or maybe it was because they felt bored by hitting the cotton with a punch, all in all, they are temporarily safe.

Jiang Qifeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "How can you say that you are an excellent young comedian, your sincerity is the most important thing."

Shen Shaoguang found that the word was not quite the same as the one just now, and he was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask. "We're saying that cross talk isn't about burning incense and worshiping Buddha. How can there be any sincerity?"

Jiang Qifeng sighed: "I really envy you."

Shen Shaoguang was puzzled: "What are you envious of?"

"I envy you at an age where you are carefree and have no pressure in life." Jiang Qifeng turned his gaze back to the hundreds of spectators in front of him. "Come on, tell me why you talk about cross talk?"

"Are you saying I'm stupid and naive?" Shen Shaoguang asked suspiciously.

"Hey, I let you hear it."

Shen Shaoguang curled his lips and continued: "Why is there no reason, if you like to talk about cross talk, just say it."

"If you didn't talk about cross talk, where would you be now?"

"Stay home and sleep."

Jiang Qifeng choked. "Who asked you this!"

"Don't you ask me where I am now? I will sleep at home soon after nine o'clock... Oh no, I will sleep in the dormitory." Shen Shaoguang said innocently.

Jiang Qifeng tugged at his arm and explained, "I'm asking what you should be doing at your age, not what time you go to bed."

Shen Shaoguang said honestly: "Then go to school, maybe find a job for internship."

"Look, this is sincerity." Jiang Qifeng clapped the back of his left hand to the palm of his right hand, making a crisp sound. "We are different."

"Oh?"

"I'm miserable. I have seniors and juniors here, and I'm forced to travel around to earn a living. You tell me where we work and work. It's not cheating money... To make money, I have to be scolded and smashed."

As he said that, Jiang Qifeng showed a bitter and hatred expression on his face, and intentionally or unintentionally stroked the clothes that had just been splashed with tea.

The audience in the audience reacted differently when they heard this. Some couldn't help laughing when they understood it, and some couldn't help ridiculing the more they understood it. There were applause and laughter among the noisy sound, and there was also a sound of booing.

Now Shen Shaoguang finally understands, no wonder he suddenly changed his job, this is to block all the conversation.

"As long as you drive that car, how can you say that you are so poor?" Shen Shaoguang teased.

Jiang Qifeng complained again: "What do you know, I borrowed that car."

"borrowed?"

"Well! Just because of this car, six people in my family are critically ill seven days a week."

Shen Shaoguang exclaimed: "What did you say?"

Jiang Qifeng plausibly said: "I told people to borrow a car to go to the hospital! It's just our family, parents, brothers, wives, children, old and young, who has never been disemboweled, disemboweled, and boned..."

Shen Shaoguang hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, why do you have to drive? Treat flesh and blood like dirt?"

Jiang Qifeng said sadly: "Isn't this still a matter of livelihood! Drive fast, think about how much you will be deducted for being late, rounded up, it is the down payment for a flat."

Shen Shaoguang calculated with his fingers, hissed, and asked him: "No, you are not a few years younger than me, why is it so difficult?"

"I support my family..."

"One of your family is critically ill every day, and you still support your family. Did you take over Babaoshan?"

There were bursts of laughter from the audience, and the two people on the stage finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the talk.

Jiang Qifeng continued: "No, our family has a large population."

Shen Shaoguang was full of disbelief: "Where are there too many? How many people are there in your family?"

"Seven people!"

At this point, the preparatory work was finally finished, and the cooperation between the two became more and more stable after entering the regular work.

Some viewers are still brooding over the so-called "betrayal of the master", while some viewers are relieved, listening to cross talk pictures for fun, and they don't care about his business in private.

"This must be your father."

"Hmm! Wait a minute—"

Some viewers didn't understand when the first cheap price was thrown out, and after the second time, the voice of copying cheap became obviously louder.

"Here's a bite, your dad."

Just listen to the audience follow in unison: "Hey!"

It is reasonable to say that at this time, the ones who are popular have been copied cheaply, and the teasers have used the bad ones to laugh.

But Shen Shaoguang had a flexible mind, and the two young people didn't care so much about the rigid original words when they were together, and immediately countered: "Mr. Jiang, you have a lot of fathers."

Jiang Qifeng was startled, and quickly realized that "Fighting the Seven" counted "your father", and the audience responded. According to the meaning, the copy should be cheap and funny.

"All right, all right, the brains of those who have studied are different." Jiang Qifeng smiled angrily, pointed at him and said, "Wait, let's talk about "Six People" next time."

The atmosphere on and off the stage has returned to normal, except for the melon seed peels and fragments of porcelain scattered on the stage floor and under Jiang Qifeng's feet, showing what happened just now.

After a show was finished, Jiang Qifeng and Shen Shaoguang bowed to the audience with a voice of "Go to hell", before stepping off the stage, Jiang Qifeng reminded with a smile: "Brother, this You have to pay for the cup money, my family has a large population and is in financial difficulties, so I can't afford the money."

There was another round of laughter and applause from the audience, and the rest of the troublemakers were embarrassed to speak and swiped their phones in embarrassment.

The two stepped down from the stage and had a face-to-face meeting with the two old seniors, but found that the faces of the old seniors seemed a little dignified, but time was running out, and there was no time for chatting at the moment.

Backstage, Shen Shaoguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he realized that he had sustained himself for nearly half an hour with his heart and nerves tensed.

"Brother, you were really calm just now."

"The play is bigger than the sky. If I hide in fear, it will only be more difficult next time." It's easy to say, but only Jiang Qifeng knows in his heart that the short-sleeved shirt he is wearing under his coat is already soaked, and he looks relaxed Behind it is exhausting all means to force myself to stay on the stage.While talking, he poured a cup of tea, and handed Shen Shaoguang a cup as well. "Did it scare you just now?"

Shen Shaoguang wiped his forehead with a sweat towel, just took off his coat, then sat down on a chair beside him and took the teacup. "I'm a little flustered, but seeing you are so calm, why should I be afraid?"

Xie Yan didn't know when he came in from the outside, he clapped his hands, sighed with a smile and said, "It's pretty good, I can be alone now."

Jiang Qifeng knew that he was praising his performance on stage just now, but the more he praised, the more disappointed he was, or he was worried about gains and losses.

No one is willing to live under the wings of others for a lifetime, but when they really lose their shelter and walk towards the stormy waves, they will always feel a little depressed.

"Boss Tang is coming back later."

Xie Yan dropped such a sentence abruptly, which made Jiang Qifeng and Shen Shaoguang a little confused.

"Because of me?" Jiang Qifeng asked tentatively.

The words of thanks did not deny. "There will be some changes in Dongcheng recently, he should say a few words, and next month will be the anniversary, so we have to promote it well."

anniversary?

When this matter was brought up, Jiang Qifeng went through all the impressions about Dongcheng Tea House in his mind.

Tang Chong'an, a four-generation quyi worker in his family, and the pillar of the Dongcheng Tea House, cooperated with Zhao Huyou for seven or eight years in his early years.

It's just that since Zhao Huyou became the host across the border, he hasn't returned to Dongcheng to perform much.

Four years ago, on the occasion of the ninth anniversary of the Dongcheng Tea Club's Crosstalk Club, Tang Chong'an dug Xie Yan from the Qu Lan Club, and the two became a match.

In my memory, Dongcheng will invite all kinds of so-called celebrities to help out with great fanfare every year, and one of them who is never absent is Tang Chong'an's old partner, the current TV host Zhao Huyou.

"Uncle, if Teacher Zhao comes back, can't the three of you talk to each other?" Jiang Qifeng asked as if joking.

A cold light flashed in Xie Yan's eyes, and he soon returned to calm. "He has stopped talking about cross talk, he is now the host."

It seems that Xie Yan came to Dongcheng to have a bad relationship with Tang Chong'an.

Jiang Qifeng didn't speak any more, and looked down at his phone while drinking tea.

The other actors all went back early after the performance, but Tang Chong'an said that he was going to return, but there was no one to be seen at the moment, only the three of them were sitting in the backstage silently facing each other, each busy with their own affairs.

After being quiet for a while, Xie Yan suddenly said to Jiang Qifeng in a deep voice: "Don't worry about me right now, think about yourself. You may have something to do just for this one tonight."