Shuang Qi

It's already quite hot in Beijing in May, but there is always a cool breeze at night. When the group came out of the hot pot restaurant, they smelled like wine and meat.

Yang Wenjing didn't drink a few drinks at first, and he was completely sober when he went out. He has been thinking about something for the past two months, and today is the right time, so he plans to say it.

He stepped forward to follow Jiang Qifeng, put his arm around Jiang Qifeng's shoulders and said, "Xiaofeng, I think there is something that should be put on the agenda. You see, we only have six pairs of actors right now. If someone has a fever, gets sick and asks for leave, there is not even a replacement. Our tickets are selling well now, and sooner or later we will be preparing for commercial performances. How can such an actor perform..."

Jiang Qifeng was a little surprised, seeing him laughing and laughing while eating hot pot just now, now he actually brought up something serious?He had thought about what Yang Wenjing mentioned more than once, and these words really touched his heart.

"What does Brother Yang mean?"

"Is it time to recruit new ones?"

Jiang Qifeng frowned slightly. Although it was expected, recruiting new recruits should be carefully considered.

"Where to recruit, when to recruit, and how much to recruit? These are all questions. Everyone is so drunk today that I can't talk about it in detail. Let's find time to have a meeting tomorrow."

After that, he pulled Wen Qiyu, who had been listening quietly but not making a sound, over to him, put his arms around his shoulders, and said happily: "Let's leave today, and go back to our respective homes."

"Wait a minute!" Yang Wenjing stopped him again.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qifeng looked back at him.

"Is there any news from Chen Sha about those articles on the Internet a few days ago?"

When Yang Wenjing asked this question, he didn't intentionally keep his voice down, and the others naturally heard it too, regardless of whether they were drunk or half-drunk, they immediately became interested, and all eyes focused on Jiang Qifeng.

In fact, everyone would have guessed without Chen Sha finding out that the ones who can bother to pay for them must be people with conflicts of interest, that is, colleagues.

Looking at the hundreds of cross talk clubs, large and small, more than half of them have trouble supporting their families. Those two who have spare money to do this, aren't they the only ones?

Jiang Qifeng's heart is like a mirror, his master is upright, and he will never play tricks behind his back when he makes a bet. On the other hand, he has already seen what lies behind the hypocritical faces of those gangsters in Dongcheng teahouse.

Yesterday, Chen Sha sent a few screenshots that were neither serious nor serious, which kind of confirmed his judgment.

"There is news, as for who it is..." The voice only paused for a moment.

Jiang Qifeng didn't intend to hide it, and there was no need to hide it. He chuckled and said, "That great Tang artist. Besides him, who else can there be?"

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On Monday, at ten o'clock in the morning, the evil wind blew up again in the city, which made people's skulls hurt and their hairlines hurt.

In this weather, it was the rest day of Shuangqi Club. Jiang Qifeng and Wen Qiyu went out with a few bags in neat clothes.

"Is it this building?"

"Yeah, you won't forget, will you?"

It's not that he forgot, it's just that he hasn't been here for a long time, so it's inevitable that he's a stranger, and with such an awkward relationship on the surface, how can he not feel uneasy.Jiang Qifeng thought to himself.

"Go upstairs, Master must be awake at this time." Wen Qiyu calmly reached out to ring the doorbell.

Jiang Qifeng was shocked, and blurted out "Wait!"

Wen Qiyu paused in response, and looked back at him, only to see the unconcealable uneasy expression in his eyes, and the uneasy hands that seemed to have nowhere to rest, and he understood.

So Wen Qiyu smiled, took two steps back and took Jiang Qifeng's hand, dragged him into the corridor and said, "We're almost at the door, senior brother?"

Don't look at Jiang Qifeng who is usually very stable on the stage, no matter what goes wrong, he can make it back in time. According to him, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth, but this interpersonal matter, he can't wait to bore himself Never worry at home.

Jiang Qifeng struggled a lot in his heart. Originally, he was in awe of Master since he was a child, but he was even more afraid when something happened. A few days ago, Wen Qiyu proposed to find a reason to visit Master, and he half-heartedly agreed. Now that he has come to the door, he regrets it... ...But you can't back down just because of this, can you?

"It's all here, let's go." He bit the bullet and said.

May is neither a year nor a holiday, nor is it Master's birthday. It is not easy to find an excuse to visit.

Wen Qiyu's behavior was very absurd, and he didn't choose a good day, May [-]th, the date when Jiang Qifeng left that year.

Just for this, Jiang Qifeng has scolded him all the way.

Wen Qiyu, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously, and waved his hands to deal with it casually, "It's a good beginning and a good ending..."

How can it be so useful to start well and finish well!

When Jiang Qifeng regained his senses, his caring junior brother had already rang the doorbell, and a human voice came from inside.

"Who is it?" It was Zhang Xiuming's voice;

Jiang Qifeng almost suffered from an occupational disease, and the phrase "come out and see" stuck in his throat, but fortunately he swallowed it back in an instant.He pissed off Wen Qiyu who was beside him, and asked in a low voice, "You didn't say hello, did you?"

Wen Qiyu scratched her head: "I can't find a reason for this. I can't really say that it started well and ended well... Anyway, let's talk about it when we come."

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly to the inside again: "Master, it's me!"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Jiang Qifeng's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He always used a three-inch tongue on stage, and he might not be able to say a few complete words to his master.

There have been many things in the past two years, and sometimes he has a clear mind, knowing that what he is pursuing is to realize his ambition, and he has no intention of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.Sometimes he was at a loss in the scolding, did the path he chose really violate the rules?

He didn't even dare to think about how the master saw him in his heart.

Regardless of Jiang Qifeng's wild thoughts, the door in front of him has already opened.

Zhang Xiuming was a little surprised to see two people standing at the door. "Rare guest, what's the matter?"

Wen Qiyu stepped into the door first, put the things he brought on the table with one hand, and held Zhang Xiuming's arm coquettishly with the other: "I haven't seen you for so long, can't I see you if I have nothing to do? You are me The two masters haven't checked their homework for a long time."

Jiang Qifeng's heart trembled when he heard that, as far as his junior brother's ability to behave like a good boy, he might not be able to learn it in another 30 years.He could only follow behind into the house and close the door along the way.

Until Zhang Xiuming pulled away from Wen Qiyu's "sweet talk" and looked back at him.

"Last year, the important person still knew how to say a few words, but today he is dumb?"

Jiang Qifeng's heart tightened, and he pursed his lips for a long while before calling softly, "Sir."

Just how to address him is not sure, let alone others.

His current state is very much like a primary school student facing his teacher, with more than enough fear but not enough kindness.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Wen Qiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, wondering why his senior brother was so stubborn, it was obviously a matter that could be resolved with a few soft words, but it turned into a cold winter full of coldness.

Zhang Xiuming stared straight at Jiang Qifeng's lowered head, but never responded to him.

Jiang Qifeng was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.

It's just that by accident, he remembered the past, and it seemed that there was a time like this.

He was on the phone and called "Master", but the other party didn't respond, so he had to change his name to "Teacher Zhang".

So today...

By accident, Jiang Qifeng raised his head to meet Zhang Xiuming's gaze, and called out sincerely: "Master..."

Zhang Xiuming withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, and asked casually, "Are you here to be soft today?"

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, the master might have misunderstood it.

Wen Qiyu didn't speak, obviously wanting Jiang Qifeng to play freely.

Jiang Qifeng gave him a hard look, this guy who cheated his brother, then carefully considered his words, and said seriously: "Master misunderstood, it's just that I want to understand something... You are my master, and you will always be, even if If you no longer recognize me, I will still respect you as a teacher in my heart."

Zhang Xiuming's expression became a little complicated. If Wen Qiyu said such words, he would only think it was ordinary, and he would just smile and sigh a good boy.

But Jiang Qifeng has been stubborn since he was a child, and he seems to be smooth and sophisticated to outsiders, but he is extremely awkward to the elders who are close to him, and he wants to save face.

Today's words, he can't believe his ears.

"Are you planning to come back?" Zhang Xiuming asked calmly.

Jiang Qifeng hastily denied it: "No, no, isn't there still more than two years left in our bet!"

Zhang Xiuming was not surprised. He had already expected this answer. The business of Shuangqi Club was booming. He couldn't judge whether this impossible bet would become possible. How could Jiang Qifeng give up halfway.

After all, it was his unwillingness... None of the two apprentices wanted to stay under his command.

Jiang Qifeng saw that his face was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes were a little disappointed, and he felt uncomfortable. He forgot all fears and nervousness, stepped forward and took his other arm, thinking back to Wen Qiyu a few days ago To persuade him, he tentatively opened his mouth and said:

"Master, I have my ambitions and pursuits. I can't stay in Qulanshe to continue your glory, but one day Qiyu and I will have a bright future, and I will never forget that you gave us everything."

Zhang Xiuming was in a daze for a while, he really didn't expect that with Jiang Qifeng's temperament, he would be able to say these words, it seems that he has changed a lot during the year he and Wen Qiyu dated.

Soon Zhang Xiuming's face sank again: "Don't say these things are missing, I bet that when the time comes, you two won't reach the height I approve, so you still have to pack up and get out."

The two looked at each other, but they seemed less nervous than they were in the study last year.

Perhaps they have already seen hope, three years is not so far away.

Wen Qiyu reacted quickly, and as soon as the idea passed his mind, he pestered Zhang Xiuming to say "Master".

"Master, even if there is a gambling contract, you are my master, you have to teach me! I still have a lot of work to learn—"

Zhang Xiuming didn't change his face: "Go find your senior brother."

Wen Qiyu opened his mouth and said, "Senior brother also has to ask you for advice!"

Before Zhang Xiuming could speak, Jiang Qifeng was already screaming inwardly with years of experience.

Sure enough, one sentence from Zhang Xiuming made him want to cry without tears.

"Ask for advice, right? Go to the study, and you two will play "The Residence" for me."