Shuang Qi

"Uncle." The two greeted each other first, and then couldn't help looking anxiously at Zhang Xiuming who was on the hospital bed.

"How is Master?"

Li Sanqin nodded slightly, and calmly said: "He has rested for less than twelve hours in the past week, plus he is too old to be angry, so it's not a big deal, just wake up, take medicine, drink plenty of hot water and rest well .”

Jiang Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and thoughtfully did not mention Liu Sheng again.After waiting quietly for a while, another thing came to mind. Liu Sheng is Yan Xiuwen's apprentice. How could Yan Xiuwen not be present for such an important event?

"Where's Uncle Yan?"

"Busy to reapply for performance qualification."

Jiang Qifeng was slightly stunned. He had already guessed the situation of Qulan Society in his heart. He knew that in Zhang Xiuming's heart, there was always a big drama. What kind of situation would he say that the business would be suspended?

It's not that I don't want to act, it's that I can't act.

"Then... do you know about Liu Sheng?"

"The kid mentioned it to him earlier, and he thought it was a joke. But today, the trouble has come to the elder brother. It's a done deal. It's hard for him to know."

As he spoke, Li Sanqin showed a bitter smile and sighed: "I'm afraid I'll faint again tomorrow."

Time passed slowly, and the three of them sat by the hospital bed without talking to each other. The environment of the emergency department was noisy, filled with the cries of children, and the soothing voices of nurses or family members.

Jiang Qifeng looked down at this familiar yet unfamiliar face. Compared with the strict teacher who used to get along day and night, Zhang Xiuming's face was exhausted at this time, with deep wrinkles around his eyes, and his hair was mostly gray.

Beside him, Wen Qiyu was also a little lost in thought.After staring blankly for a long time, he gradually regained his senses, and lightly pushed Jiang Qifeng's arm: "Brother..."

He paused when he reached the point of his mouth, since Li Sanqin was still nearby, some things were not easy to discuss face to face.Secondly, he really didn't know how to ask this question.

Jiang Qifeng could hear his voice trembling slightly, showing worry and confusion.Perhaps it was the tacit understanding between his partners, he could guess what Wen Qiyu was worried about.

Today's Qulan Society has no direct second generation who can take on important responsibilities. After all, the old gentlemen are old and will leave the stage one day. What should the huge Qulan Society do?

Jiang Qifeng is Zhang Xiuming's disciple, who has been "smoking" in the backstage of Qulan Society since he was ten years old. Although Wen Qiyu started late, he grew up listening to the cross talk of Qulan Society. How could they Watching the Qulan Society die?

Just as he was thinking wildly, the figure on the hospital bed moved slightly, and at the same time there were two light coughs, and Zhang Xiuming woke up.

"Brother." Seeing this, Li Sanqin was the first to react, got up and approached him to help him sit up.

Jiang Qifeng quickly took a cup of hot water and handed it over, concerned: "Master, is there anything uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor over."

"No need." Zhang Xiuming grabbed his wrist, his eyes flickered slightly, his elusive expression. "When did you come here? Is there no performance tonight?"

Perhaps this was the reason why the two were still unable to communicate well. Zhang Xiuming was obviously moved and happy, but he insisted on pretending not to be moved.

Jiang Qifeng said: "I just came over after the performance, and there is no delay, don't worry."

Zhang Xiuming's face remained unchanged, and he pretended to be ruthless and said: "Look and see, I'm awake too, you guys go back."

Just after waking up, the order to evict the guest was issued, and both of Shuang Qi clearly showed hesitation on their faces.

"Master, please tell me if you can get me. I may not be able to help with the application qualifications, but if you need acting assistants in the future, we can come at any time." Jiang Qifeng said anxiously with a worried face.

"By the way, I have a self-media friend beside me. You should have seen it too. It turns out that Director Chen of Capital TV..."

"I don't need to borrow your light yet." Zhang Xiuming interrupted him indifferently.

"Whether Liu Sheng goes or stays is his own choice, and it has no effect on me. To this day, I still say that, waiting for you to come back."

Jiang Qifeng was silent.

For a moment just now, he really wanted to go back, to go back and share weal and woe with his former home.

But only for that moment.

How could Wen Qiyu not know?Jiang Qifeng didn't want to worry about it today.So he persuaded Zhang Xiuming: "Master, brother, he has been under a lot of pressure in the past two months..." Don't force him anymore.

Before finishing the second half of the sentence, Zhang Xiuming stopped him.

"If you're stressed outside, then come back. I'm not forcing you to go out and make a living."

This time Jiang Qifeng didn't hesitate anymore, he looked up at his mentor with firm eyes.

"I can't go back. The Shuangqi Club has already emerged. The actors in the club are watching me, waiting for me to lead everyone to climb higher and go further. If you let me go back, what will they do?"

Zhang Xiuming felt as if a needle had been stabbed in his heart, but after the pain, he slowly calmed down again.

"Don't forget, the prerequisite for your Shuangqi Club to continue is to win the bet. Three years, and only one year has passed."

"I won't lose." Jiang Qifeng said firmly.

"You have to come back, I have the final say." Zhang Xiuming's tone was beyond doubt.

A wave of rebellion that did not belong to his age suddenly surged in Jiang Qifeng's heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You can't turn black and white for selfish desires!"

Zhang Xiuming smiled: "What is black and white? What you said at the beginning was to make me satisfied and recognized. You don't think that you can make me recognize and convince your colleagues with your current illusory influence on the Internet?"

Jiang Qifeng's heart sank suddenly, he had guessed how much weight his current grades had in Master's heart.

But he didn't expect that what he thought was a good grade would be labeled "unreal" in Master's heart.

He subconsciously understood that a year had passed, and he was still far from winning the bet.

It's only been a year, should I give up now?This is not his style.

The gloomy look in Jiang Qifeng's eyes only stayed for a few seconds, and was soon replaced by rekindled hope.His eyes were bright, and he said in a deep voice: "This is just the beginning, and I will not let you down."

Zhang Xiuming was so angry that he would not let him down, not letting him down is the greatest disappointment!

"Go away, don't let me see you two!"

Jiang Qifeng gradually became immune to these cruel words, maybe he learned his wit from Wen Qiyu.

This time, he intentionally relaxed a little with a hippie smile and said, "Okay, I'll go home to visit you tomorrow."

After all, the two walked away step by step.

Zhang Xiuming had already got out of the hospital bed, pointing at the backs of the two and scolding the bastards repeatedly, while looking at his partner, trying to find some comfort.

I saw Li Sanqin shook his head with a smile, and told the truth. "Stop scolding, maybe you're having fun in your heart?"

"I'm so happy! Sixth, are you going to tease me too?" Zhang Xiuming gave him a hard look and said.

"Don't dare, brother, pay attention to your image." Li Sanqin thoughtfully reminded that it was news that well-known comedians were cursing in public.

I talked and laughed and laughed, but I didn't forget the business.

Li Sanqin looked serious, and asked in a low voice: "That kid Liu Sheng didn't dare to come in just now, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Xiuming's face darkened, and after thinking for a while, he said: "To be honest, I did consider letting him take over, but I always felt that it was a little bit worse. Today, he ran away from the battle, which completely broke my expectations of him, and I can't bear the burden." , let’s go.”

"That's not what I asked!" Li Sanqin said anxiously: "The third brother should know by tomorrow at the latest, this is not a small blow to him!"

This third brother is calling Liu Sheng's master, Yan Xiuwen.

Zhang Xiuming was slightly taken aback, thinking that when he left two apprentices one after another, how could he not know the heartbreak and regret?But things have been like this, no one is helpless.

"Let Shao Huan and his brothers persuade him more, he is better than me, at least he has other apprentices."

It is full of bitterness.

-

After a whole night of tossing, it was two or three o'clock in the morning when Shuang Qi and the two returned home.

Wen Qiyu jumped down on his own bed, hit the soft mattress and bounced up again. On such a hot day, when he lay down, the bed smelled of sweat.

Jiang Qifeng tidied up for him at the side, and put the bags containing the coat, Kuaiban Yuzi and other things back into the closet. While busy with work, he was also full of thoughts.

Wen Qiyu tilted her head to look at him, but she could actually guess what was bothering him.Jiang Qifeng is not a heartless person, how could he let go of Qu Lanshe so easily.

"If you really can't let it go, why don't you follow Master's wishes... The worst thing is to take care of both ends, and it will also satisfy your hard work like a workaholic."

After hearing this, Jiang Qifeng stopped moving.

No one has ever taken on the burden of two classes at the same time. This idea is too bold.

Soon Jiang Qifeng smiled again, and said indifferently: "Impossible. Firstly, Qulan Society and Shuangqi Society are completely different ways, and we are not schizophrenic. How can we take care of this? Second, Qulan Society I'm afraid the actors in the agency have a grudge against me, and I can't convince them."

After hearing this, Wen Qiyu gradually dispelled the idea, but there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

"In this way, I am afraid that there will really be no successors for Master..."

"Pray that your old man can accept another genius."

"Can you rely on the score!"

-

There have been too many troublesome things lately, Jiang Qifeng was so busy that he was dizzy, and sometimes he even forgot where he was when he went out for business performances.

This kind of intensive work and life lasted for nearly three months, and finally one day, the faint news of his comeback came from the Qulan club, which shocked the colleagues again, and some were happy and some were sad.

Everyone in Shuangqi Club finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the past few months, they have continuously created new works for the quality of commercial performances. They are already overdrawing their brainpower and creative power. Qian donkeys are poor.

The signed performances are almost done, and only the last performance this weekend is in Tianjin. If Qu Lanshe hadn't come back in time, they would have to find another way to stalemate with Dongcheng Teahouse.

Now, the future is suddenly bright, and the sky is suddenly clear... But an unexpected guest suddenly came backstage.