Shuang Qi

After hearing these accusations, all the actors present were hesitant to speak, they opened their mouths but did not dare to speak, and finally they all looked at Jiang Qifeng, and entrusted him with the important task of refuting Qiao Zhenhua.

Jiang Qifeng was extremely helpless, so he could only bite the bullet and explain: "Cross talk is all about talking and having fun. You can't really listen to what you say on stage. If the audience really thinks we're bad, we can't really stop you from letting go." ah."

Qiao Zhenhua didn't take it seriously: "Aren't you blocking it? I know that cross talk is about talking and having fun, but what do you think it has anything to do with the show as a whole?"

"Adjusting the atmosphere on the spot is also part of an actor's ability." Jiang Qifeng said.

"Okay, then let's not talk about this." Qiao Zhenhua opened the small book again, looked through it for a while while holding the reading glasses, then put down the book, looked at Jiang Qifeng and continued: "There are fifteen performances in three weeks, nine times "Yellow Crane Tower", "Playing Lantern Riddles" six times, you don't have any other work?"

Jiang Qifeng said neither humble nor overbearing: "Don't you still listen to "Shuangtou Tang" more than ten times a week?"

These words really choked Qiao Zhenhua, and he was stunned for a long time before listening to him: "A drama is a drama, and a cross talk is a cross talk. Is it fun to tell a joke eight times!"

"Boss Qiao, there is a difference between cross talk and jokes." Jiang Qifeng's expression froze slightly: "And these nine times are not performed by the same pair of actors, each time has a different burden, different actors have different performance effects for the audience It's not the same, you worry too much."

Qiao Zhenhua leaned back on the chair and stared at him for half a minute before moving away.

"Go to the meeting, I'll listen here."

Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Qifeng politely poured the old man a cup of tea before turning to look at the others: "Let me briefly summarize some minor problems from the opening to today."

As he spoke, he first set his sights on a few young actors.

"The character design of Leek Egg is already very stable, and you can keep it in the future. Don't be too noisy. This noisy style is good, but you must be careful."

Jiang Qifeng had noticed this problem a long time ago. Although the two of them had a good opening effect, they tended to appear noisy when they made a big fuss.

It's just the beginning, so the audience feels fresh and doesn't feel any discomfort. If the freshness passes after a long time, it's hard to guarantee that they won't feel bored.

Don't look at the two of them making a fuss on the stage, but they were very modest when they got off the stage. Now they listened to Jiang Qifeng's words and nodded seriously, and didn't forget to thank him, it seemed that they listened.

"Xiao Rui, Xiao Qi, there is nothing wrong with you two." Jiang Qifeng shifted his gaze to the other two, and opened his notes while talking: "But there is one thing, you two are too close."

As expected, he saw doubts in the eyes of the two young people, obviously did not understand what the phrase "too close" meant.

Jiang Qifeng understands their confusion very well. Crosstalk is an art that needs to be judged by the audience. Most young actors who have just graduated from opera school, or have learned the basic skills from a teacher and have not yet appeared on stage have the same problem, that is, they forget to talk to the audience. Generate communication.

This communication does not refer to chatting with the audience on stage, "Ah, what did I say?"

It is the time to give the audience a reaction at the critical point of the burden, and properly throw a few words at the audience during the performance, and the audience will occasionally make a few remarks.

After all, these actors have only been on stage for a short time, so they can't compare to him and Xu Zhaolan. They have been working in the garden since they were young. Even Wen Qiyu, who has been in the industry for the shortest time, has been acting in the garden of Qulan Club for more than a year under the pressure of Zhang Xiuming. Almost full attendance for more than a year.

Jiang Qifeng picked up his phone and clicked on a video.

On the screen, the two came to the stage side by side and bowed. When they looked up, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Zhang Xiuming, thank you.

Many of these two programs can be regarded as classics, and it is understandable that they can be used as textbooks for the younger generation to learn from, but the person who played this video today is Jiang Qifeng, which is a bit subtle.

Jiang Qifeng also noticed that the air around him suddenly froze, looked around, and said without changing his face: "What's wrong? Is it strange to watch the video of my master's performance?"

Wen Qiyu, who hadn't interrupted all the time, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing this, feeling a sense of relief and joy from the bottom of his heart.

For a moment, the people in the backstage couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and they became suspicious of the "Zhang Xiuming, Jiang Qifeng and his disciples turned against each other" that had been rumored two years ago.

Qiao Zhenhua sat on the wicker chair, propped his head against the tea table beside him, his eyes thoughtful.

"Don't think about everything, watch the video carefully." Jiang Qifeng reminded in a deep voice.

For more than 20 minutes of video, Jiang Qifeng intermittently paused to click a few sentences, then rewinded and played the details repeatedly, and it took nearly four or ten minutes to finish watching.

Jiang Qifeng put away his mobile phone, and his eyes could just catch the surprised expressions of Qin Jinrui and Fang Jinqi.

"It has benefited a lot." Qin Jinrui scratched his head and sighed.

Not only the two mentioned by Jiang Qifeng, but also Leek Egg and the rest of the four actors watched very seriously, either in contemplation or emotion at the moment.

Jiang Qifeng saw all these things, and felt even more relieved that he made the right choice.

Zhou Ci, Meng Haiping, Lin Lin, and Chen Ke were left, and Jiang Qifeng pondered for a while, feeling a little troubled.

These four people currently have no major flaws, and there are no particularly prominent highlights. They are in an embarrassing position that can be mentioned or not, that is, not very conspicuous.

Whether to evaluate or not, and how to evaluate, has become a difficult problem.

In any case, you must give them confidence first, and you can't dampen their enthusiasm.

Jiang Qifeng thought about it for a while, then softened his tone: "The four of you don't have any major shortcomings at present, the only shortcoming is that you don't have any characteristics."

No matter how famous a troupe is, there will be such a group of actors with good skills, but the audience can't remember them, so they have no characteristics.

Jiang Qifeng could tell that their mood had become somewhat lost.

Finding your own style is the most important thing, but also the hardest.

"I know that even in such big clubs as Qulan Club and Dongcheng Tea Club, there are no shortage of unknown people, but I hope that there will be no one in Shuang Qi Club. I hope that in the near future, all the actors in Shuang Qi Club will be actors. Son."

Jiang Qifeng said seriously. "I believe that the person I choose will definitely be able to."

This group of young people in their early twenties is in high spirits.Jiang Qifeng's words were like a ball of fire, deeply buried in everyone's hearts, making people feel excited and excited.

Qiao Zhenhua just listened quietly and didn't say a word, but the slight curve of his mouth couldn't be concealed.

Jiang Qifeng flipped through his notes again, and turned his attention to the other staff members, that is, Sister Wang who sold tickets and checked tickets and also worked part-time as security check, the little girl who filled tea and poured water Shanshan, and Lao Lin who was in charge of the cashier at the tea and snack shop and also cleared the venue. .

At present, there are only these three staff members in the entire garden except for the actors, which is a bit too shabby, but Shuangqi Club has just started, so it can only make do with it.

"Sister Wang, apart from the one who brought wine into the venue last week and drank too much, I also saw a few tables that brought their own food. You have to pay more attention to it in the future."

Sister Wang was still playing games, and she glanced at him lightly when she heard this. "How can I stare, it's impossible to really check the bag?"

Jiang Qifeng also knew that this job was not easy, but he had to think about the entire Shuangqi Club, and said helplessly: "First of all, we can't make much money just by selling tickets. Tea and snacks are a lot of money. Second. , we don’t have enough manpower, if we all bring our own food and leave the garbage here, how much work will it take us to clean up after the show?”

Sister Wang looked at him again, thought for a while, and then snorted softly: "The old man just started giving away melon seeds and tea for free, and you still want to make money from this? If you want me to say that you are a bit of a pickle, you can serve a table with a cup of tea. You don’t have to sneak in the pot of water by yourself.”

But... it makes sense.

Jiang Qifeng thought for a while and looked at the older and more stable Yang Wenjing: "Teacher Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Wenjing didn't expect that he would be named suddenly, so he came back to his senses and hesitated for a while before saying: "Sister Wang's words make sense, but I have another idea, we can give each table a plate of melon seeds, and ask for more. Others are bought at their own expense, who can eat melon seeds without drinking tea?"

Xu Zhaolan reacted quickly, and then asked: "Then if someone is more picky than you, why don't you drink water instead of tea? Are you willing to charge for just a glass of water?"

Yang Wenjing didn't take it seriously: "Just sell mineral water, we can sell as much as the store sells outside, don't let anyone say we are cheating."

"How?" Jiang Qifeng himself agreed with this idea, but he still asked everyone's opinions democratically.

"Row……"

"I feel very good."

"Brother Yang is smart!"

By unanimous agreement, the matter is settled.

In fact, all that should be said has been said here, and the meeting is almost over.At first, Jiang Qifeng wanted to discuss getting discounted tickets for two people and family tickets, and wanted to use this to attract tourists, but because he was inexperienced, he didn't dare to mess around, so he decided not to mention it for the time being.

"That's about the end of what I want to say. Do you have any other ideas?" Jiang Qifeng put down his notebook, raised his head and asked.

After looking around, no one spoke, it seems that there is no problem.

So Jiang Qifeng took a breath, drank a cup of tea to moisten his throat, then said with a light smile, "Come here, let's eat hot pot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Zhenhua got up and walked out without saying a word. No one could tell whether he was happy or angry just by this action.

Jiang Qifeng froze for a moment, hesitating whether to give it away or say something, when he heard his cell phone ring again.

Looking at the caller ID, it was Chen Sha.

Holding the mobile phone, Jiang Qifeng looked at the door hesitantly, then made his choice as quickly as possible and gave orders.

"Qiyu, send Boss Qiao off, you guys wait here for a while, I'll answer the phone first."