Shuang Qi

As soon as Leek and Egg took the stage, the opening effect was better than expected. The two of them have already attracted the attention of all the audience just by the color of their coats and their nonsensical stage names.

Jiang Qifeng watched for a while from behind the curtain at the end of the game. The two people on the field performed well, and the audience was very lively, so he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As he was watching, he suddenly heard Wen Qiyu yelling to him with great interest, "Senior brother, I found out that we don't have many gowns that can make a pair, should we make new ones?"

This kind of mentality of looking forward to making new clothes seems to belong to decades ago, at least it must have been experienced by the parents' generation when they were young, but it also really exists in the cross talk industry.

Don't look at buying clothes now. It's nothing new. Those who live in the city can certainly afford it, but it's just everyday clothes, so it's not necessary to change into a coat.

A gown can be regarded as the performance costume of a cross talk actor, which is something to pay attention to. If you want to tailor a gown, there are tens of thousands of dollars, and the advanced customization of the hand-embroidered gown is not worth hundreds of thousands. .

If you want to talk about whether there are cheap gowns, there are, but you get what you pay for, and cheap gowns can only feel cheap when you wear them.

Cross talk actors who have entered the industry are very picky about this. They don’t pursue fancy advanced customization such as dark pattern embroidery, at least they have to have neat patterns and textured fabrics.

Many laymen like to ask whether actors' gowns are divided into grades, and whether there is a regulation on which grades an actor can wear and what kind of gown is made of.

No, really no.

It's just that the family has a high income and can only afford an embroidered coat if they have money.

If your cross talk is not very good, few people know you when you come to the stage, and you insist on making a multi-million-dollar handmade gold coat, we will not stop you.

Hearing Wen Qiyu's words, Jiang Qifeng could only laugh helplessly: "I haven't performed a few performances yet, I'm thinking about getting a new coat first, you prodigal."

The backstage was full of young actors, and when the waiting time was the most boring, they all clapped their hands and started booing.

"Be red!"

"Red, red!"

"Be positive!"

"Play "Yellow Crane Tower"!"

In the middle of the program "Yellow Crane Tower", there is a scene where people are sitting in the middle of the show, and standing next to each other, just like a wedding photo.

The older generation said that a partner is better than a husband and wife, so they love it.

Jiang Qifeng couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, his face felt a little hot for no reason, maybe it was because his skin was too thin.

Then he waved his hand like a fly to disperse the crowd who were joining in the fun, and said angrily: "The natal year is over, what are you doing red!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Qiyu grinned and said, "Senior Brother, I will really be born next year."

Jiang Qifeng was at a loss for words, but he forgot about it.

"Say more!"

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In the first week of Shuangqi Club’s opening, the venue was almost full in the past five days. Some came here specially after seeing Weibo, and bought tickets to come in when they saw the water sign at the entrance while traveling here, and even some colleagues came to watch the wind.There are all kinds of audiences, and there are all kinds of people.

However, as Jiang Qifeng said the first day, one day or one week is not enough, you have to keep it up.

The difficulty lies in keeping it.

In this era, due to the convenience of Internet technology, there are too many cases of instant popularity and fast fading, and there are very few people who can quickly become popular while maintaining traffic.

It's the same in any industry. It's difficult to make progress and gain a stable foothold at the same time.

Jiang Qifeng looked at the data of the online ticketing background, compared to last week, this week was almost cut in half.

"What's the matter, haven't we sat for half the time?" Wen Qiyu said, frowning with his chin propped up.

Jiang Qifeng didn't speak, but suppressed the messy worries in his mind, and forced himself to think calmly for a while.

Suddenly, he looked decisively and said: "We can't just rely on the old audience. If we only rely on the original audience to maintain the performance, not only will we starve to death, but this industry will not survive."

Cross talk and folk art have been spread so far that it has been almost cold. Most people's impression of cross talk is only a certain program at the Spring Festival Gala every year, or the most famous cross talk actors, such as Zhang Xiuming and Tang Chong'an.

Think about it carefully, why only Dongcheng and Qulanshe still have enough to eat?Just because they have a few pillars and a loyal audience who have supported them for more than ten years.

But such a status quo is obviously not conducive to the inheritance of cross talk. Only the old people are there, and no new ones come. One day the old generation will leave, and the old audience will no longer be there. How can cross talk continue?

Jiang Qifeng muttered in a low voice: "If people who don't know about cross talk can enter the garden, and more people like cross talk, it will be a great merit..." I don't know who he said this to, he didn't know who it was. Dare to have such a noble pursuit.

Wen Qiyu sensed that he was not in the right mood, so she didn't answer anything, but just held his hand, using the warmth of her palm to strengthen his belief.

He secretly thought, maybe one day they will also be able to enjoy the title of artist, be as famous as the previous cross talk masters, and be included in the history of Quyi...

It's never wrong to be ambitious anyway.

Aside from these things, there are still two aspiring young people who are at a loss for a few tickets.

At noon, Jiang Qifeng made an appointment with Xu Zhaolan and the others again. The four "leaders" got together to recruit children.

"I've seen people make movies and TV shows and they are on the show for promotion, why don't you try it too?" Xu Zhaolan scratched her head and said.

It's a good move, but...

"People's programs hire celebrities for the sake of ratings, and celebrities go up to promote and get what they need. We don't have anything, who wants to invite us."

After hearing this, Xu Zhaolan could only shrug his shoulders and let it go.

Wen Qiyu was thoughtful, poked Jiang Qifeng's arm and said in a low voice, "We have won a championship at least, contact the stage to see if there is a chance?"

Jiang Qifeng said helplessly: "It's been three months since our show, and in three months, cinemas can broadcast a hundred or eighty films, and TV stations can broadcast more than a dozen dramas. Why do people turn to us?"

That's right, there is a fee for inserting advertisements, so why should the TV station help them with publicity?

However, speaking of this, Xu Zhaolan suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up: "Hey! I remembered, don't you have a female audience on the TV station?"

female audience?TV station?

Chen Sha!

Jiang Qifeng finally remembered such a person.

He had seen Chen Sha in the auditorium when he was still in Qulan Club, and she was the last person he saw when he left Dongcheng Tea Club. Later, when he went to record "Vientiane Return to Spring", he found out that she turned out to be the program director of the TV station. .

"I'm looking, I don't seem to have added her WeChat..." Jiang Qifeng hurriedly opened the address book.

Wen Qiyu suddenly held his hand, raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Weibo!"

A group of people could only think of this when they wanted to recruit children. Jiang Qifeng opened Weibo as they said, sent a private message to Chen Sha, and waited for her to reply.

-

Nearly a week later, there were only half of the audience in the audience every day, and the private message Jiang Qifeng sent to Chen Sha seemed to have disappeared, and there was no news for so many days.

"Do you think she will buy a ticket to come to the garden one day?"

The few people in the background looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one was able to talk to them.

Wen Qiyu reassured: "It may be that the stage is busy recently, so just wait."

Jiang Qifeng is helpless, he is not in a hurry, the box office and attendance rate that are dropping are much more anxious than he is.

Those few people in the backstage understood what he was worried about, and when they looked outside, they knew that today was far less lively than last week.

Xu Zhaolan thought for a while and said, "We can't help it on weekdays, it might be better on weekends."

Everyone knows that if he usually goes to work and goes to school, if he plays three days a week according to his plan, he won't have this trouble. It's not a big problem given by Qiao Zhenhua...

After a while, Yang Wenjing, who had been silent by the side, suddenly sighed, and seriously proposed an idea: "I think you should try the kind of performances in the streets of the community, where the uncles and aunts who usually play mahjong, play cards, walk birds and tease cats in the community Quite a few, try to attract all of them.”

This is a good way, since there are too many uncles and aunts who usually spend time in the theater.

"Okay, I'll try to contact you later, I'm all packed up and ready to perform."