Shuang Qi

It feels so far away when I think about it. This happened many years ago. At that time, Zhang Xiuming was just a little famous. He had been invited to several large-scale performances. He was not very rich, so he wanted to buy him a car.

Jiang Qifeng felt embarrassed and refused several times, but Zhang Xiuming said that he should have a car long ago.

But he doesn't know how to drive. Anyway, Jiang Qifeng has passed the driver's license test as an adult, so he can usually drive him everywhere, which is convenient for everyone.

How can there be a master who loves his disciples so much?This is why the outside world scolded Jiang Qifeng with extra vigor.

After so many years, Zhang Xiuming has long been able to send him a "driver", and this car is not a rare item, but counting on his fingers, Jiang Qifeng can no longer come up with anything related to Master, Something to keep in mind.

Jiang Mu narrowed her eyes and looked at him all over, crossed her arm with one hand, lightly supported her chin, and said thoughtfully, "You can't sell that car? Do you have to drive instead of taking the subway or bus?"

"Why don't you understand, it was given to me by Teacher Zhang, can I sell it casually?" Jiang Qifeng emphasized his tone.

Jiang's mother sneered, and then accused him: "At this time, I think of Mr. Zhang. I finally paid homage to such a good teacher as Mr. Zhang, and even survived the hard days of obscurity. When I am enjoying the blessings, I leave Gao Zhi alone. If you come out and fly around, can Dongcheng buy you a car or a house?"

The so-called trees fell, monkeys scattered walls, people pushed, others scolded, even his own mother accused him so ruthlessly, the last bit of calmness in Jiang Qifeng's heart had long since collapsed.

"Okay, I'll sell you the car tomorrow for [-] yuan, don't say it's irrelevant."

Hearing this promise, Jiang's mother felt better, but when he heard that it was only [-] yuan, she was a little suspicious: "The car is more than [-] yuan, right?"

"I will return the money to whoever contributed it. If I can't pay back the full amount, I will treat it as a favor." After speaking, Jiang Qifeng turned around and entered the room. Seeing him closing the door behind him, he was about to lock himself in the room.Suddenly, he was blocked again.

Jiang's mother pressed against the door anxiously, and stomped her feet twice: "You keep cleaning after you're gone, what kind of favors are there at this time, what can people miss you! Besides, Zhang Xiuming doesn't need such a small amount of money from you, and now we My own home is missing!"

"Quaque, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you! It doesn't take time to sell a car?" Jiang Qifeng shouted.

Mother Jiang leaned against the door with her hands in her hands and looked at him: "It's already mid-June, and in half a month your younger brother will have to graduate from elementary school and enter junior high school. Do you think I'm in a hurry?"

"I'll definitely transfer the money before he goes to school, are you satisfied?"

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The cross talk industry is not as good as the film and television industry, but they are all public characters, so there are no secrets.

Jiang Qifeng wanted to sell the car, and the news spread quickly, including the price of the model.

I saw the title of an article just posted [Crosstalk actor Jiang Qifeng left Qulan Society and fell to this point] it was changed not long after, and when it was refreshed again, it popped up [Betrayal of the teacher's family and selling a car as a gift from the mentor, crosstalk actor How did Jiang Qifeng gain a foothold...]

The messy articles spread all over the Internet platforms, and also spread all over the large and small cross talk teahouses. Others talked about it, but Jiang Qifeng turned a deaf ear to it.

The advantage of being well-known is that the car sells quickly. After Jiang Qifeng collected the money, he first transferred his younger brother's tuition to his family, and then looked at the remaining money. It was difficult to make a decision.

Just such a small amount of money, return it to Zhang Xiuming?

Let’s save some more and pay it back together.

Soon after selling the car, Jiang Qifeng was arranged to perform at the Dongcheng Teahouse Theater near the commercial square.

It was the first time for Jiang Qifeng to come back. Fortunately, Shen Shaoguang had been here before. The two walked into the backstage one after the other. There were already several actors sitting in it one after another. Although there were many people present, Jiang Qifeng could call them by name. The maximum is two.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang is really here?" An older actor Huang Qiying asked in surprise.

Jiang Qifeng met him a few times, and he had a little impression, so he joked: "If I really come, please ask for a substitute tonight?"

Huang Qiying glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile: "You look really calm."

Shen Shaoguang stood aside in embarrassment and was at a loss. Hearing the bad tone of the two, he hesitated for a while before pouring a cup of tea in a hurry: "Brother, uncle, let's have a cup of tea in hot weather."

The atmosphere had just calmed down, and the backstage hadn’t stopped for 5 minutes, when I heard two tut-tut sighs, and someone whispered: "Zhang Xiuming is accepting interviews again, he will sing the first part of "Eighteen Sorrows" ?”

What is the first word?

Traveling to the four major continents in leisure time, one's heart is like the Yangtze River flowing like water...

Huang Qiying glanced at Jiang Qifeng meaningfully: "Mr. Zhang is too much. In front of so many media, he is obviously taking someone along. He is so ruthless in a master-student match?"

Anyone can understand it, and it's embarrassing Jiang Qifeng again.

"Old Huang, Mr. Zhang secretly picked me up, you are mocking me openly, it's not kind..."

Jiang Qifeng blocked him with words, but couldn't help but sneer in his heart.When he was in Qulan Society before, he couldn't say anything nonsense to an elder. When they arrived in Dongcheng, these guys still wanted to rely on their elders to sell their elders?He let out a bad breath, and then spit out three words, "It's still immoral."

In the blink of an eye, it's July, and it will be the [-]th anniversary of Dongcheng Tea House. The program list for that day has been finalized. There are a total of eight programs. Jiang Qifeng, Shen Shaoguang and Xie Yan's "Teacher" is ranked fifth.

Ranked in this position, it can be seen that Jiang Qifeng's weight in Dongcheng is not light, but it is just when the audience is half-tired, it is not easy to say yes.

Jiang Qifeng held the rehearsal process in his hand, stood beside the water dispenser and bent over to drink a glass of cold water.Shen Shaoguang was practicing Ci in the corner, his eyebrows were furrowed and his face was full of sadness.

Just as Jiang Qifeng stood up and was about to walk back, out of the corner of his eye he saw Xie Yan striding towards him not far away, and when he looked up, the two met face to face.

"Uncle, Zhao Huyou has to come too?"

Zhao Huyou is Tang Chong'an's old partner, who changed careers to become the host.His name sounds interesting, but in fact it was very sloppy, because in the early years he was eloquent and could tell flowers with one mouth when he was on stage, and he was best at fooling people when he was free, so he chose his stage name Zhao flicker.

When the "ex-wife" comes back, where does the "current" go?

Xie Yan put down the bag calmly, took out the coat from inside and put it on his body. "Come on, come on, what to do in previous years, what to do in this year."

Jiang Qifeng has never watched the videos of Dongcheng's anniversary performances in previous years, but he has seen a few sporadic news reports. In the past, Tang Chong'an and Xie Yan gathered together. When Zhao Huyou came back, the three of them joined forces for a short group .

"Then you'll be on stage three times in one night this year." Jiang Qifeng said with a smile.

Xie Yan said unhappily: "Whether you can use words or not, that's called going on stage. What's wrong with saying it three times in one night, three salaries."

The actors backstage joked with each other, and soon saw Tang Chongan bring a man in casual clothes and sunglasses.

Jiang Qifeng saw that this figure was not very familiar, but felt as if he had seen it somewhere.An actor he knew had already stood up and greeted him, "Mr. Zhao, don't come here without any problems."

Zhao?It seems to be Zhao Huyou.

After coming in to find a place to sit down, Zhao Huyou took off his sunglasses, and looked at Jiang Qifeng not far away with interest.

Seeing him showing his true face, Xie Yan laughed and said, "If you go out dressed like this every day, sooner or later you will have glasses on your face."

His face was tanned, except for the white circle around the sunglasses.

Zhao Huyou laughed, and waved his hands: "No, I know how to wear sunscreen now." After speaking, his eyes returned to Jiang Qifeng.

"This is Mr. Jiang Qi Fengjiang, right?"

Jiang Qifeng was called by name, and he calmly replied with a polite smile: "Mr. Zhao, it's me."

From the moment the two talked, the actors around cast curious glances, some licked melon seeds with their legs crossed, and some held a teacup but did not rush to speak, all waiting to see what the two had to say.

Zhao Huyou has been the host for so many years, so he was the first to speak: "Are you used to staying in Dongcheng?"

Jiang Qifeng said politely: "Everything is fine, Boss Tang and Teacher Xie took good care of me."

Zhao Huyou was not satisfied with this question, he held the armrest of the rattan chair with one hand, touched his chin with the other, and asked, "Then what do you think is the difference between performing here and in Qulan Club?"

This question must be answered cautiously, and if you make a mistake, you may offend both ends.

Jiang Qifeng hesitated for a while before saying, "It's no different. They are all on stage to tell the audience about cross talk, and they are all rewarded by their parents. What difference can there be?"

Maybe I thought it was a bit too official to say that, so I joked and added: "Oh yes, it's a little different, it's closer to where I live, and I haven't been late this month."

"Clean this." Zhao Huyou gave a face-saving smile, and then said: "Why, you were late when you lived with Zhang Xiuming?"

"I sleep late at night, and the place I live is a bit out of the way. It's not easy to take the bus or subway. If you don't pay attention, you will be late." Jiang Qifeng recalled, and said helplessly.

Finally, Zhao Huyou smashed a heavy bomb.

"Why did you come to Dongcheng?"

This is a question that many media reporters want to ask, even old friends from the Qulan Society did not understand it.

Jiang Qifeng's smile froze, and he replied dryly, "Isn't this Boss Tang's invitation?"

Zhao Huyou refused to admit it, and continued to ask with an inquiring posture: "This can only be regarded as an inducement, what is the reason?"

Jiang Qifeng couldn't speak, and looked away in embarrassment.

Tang Chong'an slapped Zhao Huyou on the back of the head, and scolded with a smile: "I called you to do an interview today? Get up and prepare for the rehearsal."

With his words, Zhao Huyou finally ended the short cross-examination, which was regarded as saving Jiang Qifeng from the fire and water.

On the day of the rehearsal, all the actors backstage were busy until [-] o'clock in the evening before leaving one after another. In the next two days, all the actors who had programs for the anniversary commercial performance rested to prepare for the commercial performance on stage.

On July [-]th, night fell.

Traffic flow was restricted outside the theater, and there were no vehicles within a 100-meter radius, only street lights on both sides of the road, and crowds of spectators preparing to enter.