Shuang Qi

Everyone in the background brainstormed, Jiang Qifeng's handwriting became denser and denser, and the pages of the small notebook quickly turned.

"Nineteen, is there any more?"

Jiang Qifeng stopped writing and looked up. There were kicking hands, chin resting and ecstasy, but they were all frowning and grimacing, probably at a loss.

"There are none, so I will mention one more."

What Jiang Qifeng said attracted everyone's attention.

But I heard him say: "It will take some time for us to accumulate popularity. The performances have to continue these days, so that we can go to the door to attract customers before the opening, and we can make a video and post it on the Internet. One person sings, one person shoots , take turns."

Now no one spoke, and at a glance, everyone had a bitter face, full of expressions that hesitated to speak.

"Brother, it's not good to solicit customers on this street, right?" Wen Qiyu whispered.

Xu Zhaolan was also thoughtful: "Earlier, the old man was indeed singing the lyrics of Taiping to attract customers, but at that time he was lying on the ground. What kind of ancient times are we now..."

Jiang Qifeng explained: "Although this was done in the early years, no one has ever stipulated that it cannot be used now. What we are doing is an upright business, and what we are selling is clean art. Are you afraid that people will see it?"

Everyone was silent, everyone had their own worries, everyone had their own concerns, Jiang Qifeng also let them consider, this idea may have imperfections, it is best to brainstorm and give opinions.

It took a long time to hear the sound, and Yang Wenjing put down the teacup that he was rubbing in his hand for a long time: "I think this idea is good, but the content needs to be played with some tricks. I am afraid that the lyrics of Taiping's lyrics will not attract anyone."

Qin Jinrui's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Senior, I have a trick!"

"Say." Several people spoke in unison.

"Singing is nothing more than lyrics and music. If we want to play tricks, there are two ways to play. One is to use old words and new songs, and the other is to use old songs and new words." : "I have learned some music theory and can play guitar, so I can play this song!"

Jiang Qifeng nodded in approval. "As for words..."

"I can……"

Wen Qiyu and Yang Wenjing both spoke in unison, and glanced at each other subconsciously as soon as they finished speaking.

Out of seniority considerations, Wen Qiyu consciously silenced herself, waiting for Yang Wenjing to speak first.

Yang Wenjing didn't shirk, and said openly: "I also created some short passages when I was in Tianjin. I don't have any problem writing a word or a script."

Wen Qiyu immediately echoed: "I studied opera literature in college! I have no problem!"

From this point of view, Shuangqi Club is quite talented.

Jiang Qifeng didn't say anything, but a warm current welled up in his heart, and he was very relieved.

Xu Zhaolan has always been careless, put his arm on Jiang Qifeng's shoulder, and laughed loudly: "What is this called? Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs! Everyone here is talented!"

-

It is already the end of the year, and the performances of Shuangqi Club have gradually stabilized. Whether it is regular short videos posted on the Internet or daily soliciting customers at the door, the actors have gradually become proficient in these daily tasks.

Since Shuangqishe established an account on the Internet and began to release short videos, it has continuously attracted young audiences to pay attention to cross talk. sentence.

Also because he had to prepare to record short videos from time to time, Jiang Qifeng came to the backstage just after noon, took out this month's plan from a side drawer, and ticked off the works that had already been sent out.

"Creative ditties on Tuesdays, vlogs on Thursdays, new cross talk stories on Saturdays, weekly performance highlights on Sundays..."

Jiang Qifeng carefully looked at the expected effect of the plan, and then compared the traffic data in the background of the Shuangqi Club account, and suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Saturday is the hottest?"

This exclamation attracted everyone who had just entered the stage, and they gathered around him and stretched their heads to take a look.

"No way?"

Looking at the data in the background, the popularity of the videos posted on Saturdays is much higher than that of Sundays, and double that of weekdays, which is really unexpected.

"I thought that young people nowadays should like innovative little songs or vlogs in our backstage. No matter how new this cross talk story is, it is an old story. How come so many people watch it?"

Jiang Qifeng didn't expect it, and the other young actors didn't expect it either.

It took a while before Qin Jinrui laughed and said in an orderly manner: "Gossip and love to listen to stories is actually human nature. Although it is a bit unexpected, it is not difficult to understand. Besides, I am busy with work and school on weekdays. The day after Sunday is Monday, so isn't Saturday the most free?"

That's the truth.

"Eh?"

Wu Shaogeng sighed softly.

"how?"

"I just looked through the comments. It's actually very popular on Sunday, but our equipment seems to be not very good. The comments all say that our radio is too poor to hear the voices of the actors."

This time I was really dumbfounded.

Saturday's is a "new talk", but Sunday is a purely traditional cross talk segment, so it's so popular?

After being surprised, what came to my heart was excitement and excitement, and there was a voice in my heart that was ready to come out-traditional art is not outdated, and traditional art still exudes a unique charm!

For cross talk actors who have stepped into this line since childhood, this is the most gratifying thing.No matter how much sweat you have put in before, it is worthwhile to be accompanied by talking, learning, singing and singing day and night for more than ten years.

"Change, let's change to the best equipment!" Jiang Qifeng was beaming, and slapped the table to make a decision.

In less than half an hour, the actors arrived one after another.

I'm going to record a little song today. Actually, it won't take long, but the end of the year is approaching, and the most important performance of the year is coming soon.

"The box was sealed in the first year, and even against the request of Boss Qiao, we must create the biggest surprise and start the first bomb belonging to Shuangqi Club!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was excited and nervous. The cross talk has been less than 200 years old. Although there are countless traditional jokes left by the predecessors, there are fewer tricks that can be used. It is not easy to create surprises. thing.

Yang Wenjing said with a serious face, "Generally, there are eight or nine programs to be lined up to seal the box. According to my humble opinion, at least three of the eight or nine programs must be completely original, and two old dramas must be refurbished."

When the voice fell, no one doubted it.

Jiang Qifeng acquiesced to his opinion, and then said: "We can arrange a cross talk show, let's seal the box and make it more lively."

After simply making a plan, they encountered the biggest problem again.

Manpower...doesn't seem to be enough.

Xu Zhaolan just pinched a cigarette and threw it into the trash can beside him. "We have a total of six pairs of actors. Usually the performances are just right. There must be at least eight performances in the box. There must be double performances."

"Everyone in the cross talk show has to be in it. There are seven remaining shows, and a pair of actors will be able to do it." Wen Qiyu said.

Xu Zhaolan raised an eyebrow at him: "Our name is Shuangqi Club, of course this important task belongs to you two!"

"Your Teacher Yang didn't come up with this name!" Wen Qiyu couldn't help protesting when he heard it.

"Then I don't care, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The champion partner, look after you!" Xu Zhaolan joked, not forgetting to pretend to be disgusted with him.

Yang Wenjing was much more stable than Xu Zhaolan. He gave his partner a blank look, and then persuaded him earnestly: "As far as the audience is concerned, you two must be the most concerned. Besides, Boss Qiao must let you and Mr. Zhang face each other. , the protagonist of this year's sealing can only be your door, even if you want to keep a low profile, you can't keep a low profile, this burden must be carried by the two of you."

Jiang Qifeng is not a person who is entangled. After a little weighing, he thought about it, so he nodded and agreed. "Yes, it just so happens that the two of us can exchange flirtations."

Wen Qiyu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Am I kidding?"

Jiang Qifeng looked at him with a smile: "One game per person."

In less than an hour, their respective tasks were assigned.

The task of the cross talk drama was handed over to Wen Qiyu as the lead writer, and everyone helped to come up with ideas to improve it. The remaining two original works, Shuang Qi and Xu Zhaolan and Yang Wenjing, were divided into two pairs. pair play.

The rest of the traditional work is much more practical, and it is impossible to make any big mistakes if you get the words right.

"If it's done this year, we'll seal the box and replace it with a big theater next year!"

-

On Christmas Eve, Qianmen Street was still bustling in the evening. On such a western festival night, there were a lot of people outside Shuangqi Club.

I don't know since when, tourists passing by always stop at the entrance of Shuangqishe to take pictures.

Qin Jinrui, who was dressed in casual clothes, came back from the other side with the packaged fried noodles, and could vaguely hear whispers in the crowd.

"Where is this place, why are there so many people taking pictures?"

"Shuangqi Club, don't you know? It's about cross talk!"

"Is cross talk so popular now?"

"Hey, you don't know, this Shuangqi club is full of young actors, what short video they made has become popular on the Internet..."

Hearing this, as an actor, there will always be a surge of pride in my heart, and the corners of my mouth can't help but rise slightly, showing a smirk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Jinqi waited in the backstage for a long time before his partner came back, and wanted to go out to have a look, but when he came out, he saw his idiot-like expression, slapped him on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Hey, what are you doing in a daze, Ready to welcome guests!"

Only then did Qin Jinrui come back to his senses, and hurriedly followed him to the backstage.

This scene happened to be seen by the tourists nearby, who immediately exclaimed and couldn't help asking around: "Look, are those two from the Shuangqi Society? I seem to have seen it on the Internet!"

"Yes, yes, you have an impression of me! Ah, you can't recognize them without changing your coat... I want to take a photo with them!"

I don't know if it was the clever one who suddenly shouted: "I remembered! They seem to be singing at the door every night!"

Such a shout called back the pedestrians who were about to leave after taking pictures, no matter whether they were families with children or couples, they all gathered around the door and waited for the actors inside to come out.

The sky was getting darker, and the colorful lights on Qianmen Street were on.

At 45:[-], the crisp sound of bamboo boards hitting each other sounded, and Qin Jinrui came out on time, hitting the boards.