Shuang Qi

As soon as he came out like this, he attracted the eyes of the pedestrians who stopped around.

Fang Jinqi followed beside him with a short body and holding a stabilizer. Seeing his flamboyant expression, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You've been playing games all afternoon, and you didn't listen to me calling you. What do you want to sing? I can't do it today." The live broadcast is on."

Qin Jinrui still looked confident, and shook his hands to hit all kinds of flower boards, which attracted the exclamation of the onlookers, which showed off his good foundation.

"Can I be afraid of this? Look at you."

Originally, there were occasional voices of discussion in the crowd, but now they all stopped. They focused on watching Qin Jinrui's kung fu, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to hear him speak.With this demeanor, hey, it might be amazing if you open your mouth!

Unexpectedly, he swaggered back and forth for a few rounds, knocking down the seven boards in one go, and used all the tricks, but he didn't hear him speak.

"Why don't you sing..."

"Could it be that I forgot the words?"

"No one will forget it when they open their heads."

As soon as the discussion came, the sound of bamboo boards stopped abruptly. With a smile on his face, he stood in front of the crowd with a radiant spirit.

Qin Jinrui said: "It's such a good day today, I want to play something different. You all give me a word, and I will sing based on the word you gave, how about it?"

There was another commotion, so few people probably understood.

"How about this, I'll show you!" As he spoke, Qin Jinrui gave his partner a look: "Give me a word."

Fang Jinqi was still busy broadcasting him a live broadcast, so he briefly thought about the gameplay he was talking about, and soon understood it.

"The moon, the moon of the moon!"

"Okay, let's sing the banner!" Qin Jinrui slipped up the allegro without saying a word, thought for no more than three seconds, and opened his mouth to sing to the rhythm of the baner;

"Half-curved moon, so romantic, you look particularly good-looking under the moonlight. Curved moon, I like it, affectionate and righteous, with you and sweet..."

The lyrics are inherently ambiguous, coupled with Qin Jinrui's youthful and energetic appearance, one can vaguely hear some young girls in the crowd couldn't help but let out a nympho exclamation.

"How can you sing so softly with an allegro!"

"Ah I'm dead!"

After typing the sample, everyone understood what it meant, and immediately opened their voices and scrambled for the words to come up with the question, with such vigor that Qin Jinrui might not have heard it.

This time, I don't know who just called out "Snowflake's Snow". Before Qin Jinrui could speak, Jiang Qifeng's voice came from behind.

In addition to singing, there is also the sanxian he is holding and plucking.

When his final song fell and everyone applauded, Qin Jinrui gave him a playful look, and said angrily, "Today is my job, you majestic Mr. Jiang are still robbing me of my job?"

Jiang Qifeng chuckled: "It's the festival, it's lively."

The work of one person suddenly became a two-person job. It was just an improvisation, but now it has a layer of rushing to answer. There are more and more tourists in front of the door. Hearing this news, the enthusiasm rises.

The two competed and sang for a while, and Jiang Qifeng started to hit the iron while the iron was hot.

"Don't miss it when you pass by. Come to our Shuangqi club to celebrate the festival. There are everything you need to talk about, learn to sing, and only 66 per person!"

Qin Jinrui was taken aback when he heard that, who did the good guy learn the marketing methods, even learned the holiday discounts for small profits but high sales.

I muttered in my heart, but I still didn't forget to add a shout: "But it's today! If you miss it, you have to wait until next year!"

If he hadn't added such a sentence, most of the people in front of him would have hesitated for a while, scratching their pockets and trying to figure out whether it was worth seeing.But after such a stimulus from him, they all rushed to the ticket gate as if they had hit a bargain.

"Is the live broadcast off?" Jiang Qifeng looked at the results of his yelling with satisfaction, and finally remembered that the live broadcast was still on.After finally accumulating some popularity on the Internet, it is not good to reveal his ambition so quickly.

Fang Jinqi is clever, he has been aware of it since Jiang Qifeng suddenly stopped and changed his style of painting just now, without anyone reminding him, he turned off the live broadcast by himself, then removed the stabilizer, and put the phone in his pocket , all cooked properly.

Listening to his question now, he replied with an ok gesture confidently.

"What time is it? Is it time to prepare for the performance?"

"It's ten past seven, let's go back to the backstage, my fried noodles are all lumpy..."

The three of them were just about to go back with the guy, when they heard Sister Wang's angry shout from the ticket gate——

"It's full, the seats are full! There are still a lot of people! Mr. Jiang is only entertaining customers? You don't care if there are no seats!"

This is gone?Can't it?

Jiang Qifeng was startled when he heard that, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the audience who were still queuing up. There was a long queue outside the ticket gate, and many audience members stretched their necks forward with anxious faces.

"Young Master Jiang, I really like you. I loved watching you when you were still in Qulan Society. Sell me a ticket!"

"Me too! I watch your videos every week!"

This is a real trouble, since he can sell it as soon as he wants, there are no tickets...

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a while, and made up his mind immediately: "Add seats, add [-] people, Miss Wang, you handwritten the number on the ticket, Xiao Qin, you two quickly call someone to borrow chairs from the next door shop, mark the number and add On both sides of the stage!"

It was the first time for Qin Jinrui to encounter such a scene. After being called out, he finally came to his senses. He hurriedly agreed, and walked towards the shop in the opposite alley.

"Wait! Tell a few more people to move!" Jiang Qifeng couldn't help laughing while anxious, when would he move alone.

Fang Jinqi was much calmer than his partner. Looking at his partner in the distance who had disappeared in a flash, he said helplessly, "I'll go in and call for someone."

It was completely dark, and the two actors who appeared on the stage in the first scene were, as expected, leeks and eggs. They were called out to move chairs as soon as they put on their coats. After more than ten minutes of busy work, they were sweating profusely.

Counting that there were only 5 minutes left before the stage, the seats outside were finally set up, and the twenty or thirty spectators who bought extra seats had just taken their seats when the lights on the stage came on and the show started.

Backstage;

"I'm too tired. I haven't exercised so vigorously for many years. I can't justify not adding money today, right?"

"Fuck you, you just ran twice to call yourself tired, I moved seven or eight chairs by myself!"

"That's what you said, you can't save your face and tell people to borrow it! Isn't it just me talking?"

"Are you still taking credit for your lip service in this line of work?"

As soon as Wen Qiyu opened the door and came in, he heard the two of them making noise, and couldn't help laughing out loud. "Brother Xu, you are such a famous person, why do you still care about other children?"

"Cheng Chengcheng, let you little brats..." Xu Zhaolan finally stopped talking and took a breath, then raised his eyelids, keenly noticed the bags of drinks in his hand, and immediately smiled: "Okay It was you who was considerate of me, and just now told others that I was thirsty to death for so long!"

Qin Jinrui couldn't sit still any longer, so he leaned over to grab the bag, flipped through the cold drinks in it, and praised repeatedly: "Sister Wen is so virtuous, knowing that Mr. Jiang just finished exploiting us cheap labor, go up Are you rushing to send sweet dates?"

"Go, go, drink and drink!" Wen Qiyu slapped him on the forehead and said angrily.

It didn't take long for the other actors who had just finished their runs, wiped their sweat and changed into their gowns to come over. Each of them took a bottle and left, and soon the bag was empty.Only the last bottle left.

Xu Zhaolan sighed, "It's only been two months, and I've got an extra seat today, I'm not boasting, Xiaofeng is too good!"

As if thinking of something, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Wen Qiyu with a gossipy face: "Oh, by the way, Qiyu, did you ever encounter an extra seat when you were in Qulan Club?"

Wen Qiyu hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: "I don't seem to have encountered it... But I heard that Master used to add seats in every show, and he became so popular that he started to hold commercial performances and entered the big theater. "

"Okay, I think we should also hold a commercial performance next year?" Xu Zhaolan said enthusiastically.

Yang Wenjing couldn't help giving him a blank look: "You started thinking about next year before the box was sealed this year?"

While the two were talking, Wen Qiyu took the last bottle of drink and looked into the room for a long time, frowning suspiciously. "Where is my senior brother?"

"Hey, the money is being counted at the door." Xu Zhaolan answered casually.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qifeng came in.

"What are you talking about me again?"

"Brother!" Wen Qiyu saw the person's eyes light up, handed the drink to him, and said with joy on his face, "Take a break after working so hard."

Jiang Qifeng was taken aback, he didn't expect Wen Qiyu to be so excited, could it be because...

Before he had time to think about it, Wen Qiyu had already said the answer in a low voice.

"It seems like I haven't seen so many viewers for a long time."

He was only a fist away from Jiang Qifeng, and there was something in his eyes, he lowered his head and sighed with emotion in a low voice.