Entertainment, I am a great artist

After practicing with Zeng Qiongman twice more, seeing that the other party had basically mastered the movements, Fang Yi went back to the room with Chen Jiu.

Tonight, he will write the arrangement of "Two Trees".

I found a pen and paper, and just halfway through writing, the door was pushed open.

The cross talk actor who lived with me walked in.

The cross talk actor is Wang Jun, a young actor in his 30s.

As he walked through the door, the strong smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils.

Obviously, the other party drank alcohol.

"Brother Wang, what's the matter?" Fang Yi couldn't help asking.

"Oh, I'm upset that the show hasn't passed." Wang Jun lay down on the bed, "Xiao Fang, I really envy you. Director Zhang personally ordered the show."

"Isn't there another chance?" Fang Yi asked.

"No..." Wang Jun shook his head, "It's not that the show is bad, it's that the director team thinks that stand-up comedy is not popular anymore, and it's not nutritious to talk dryly on stage when it's Chinese New Year's Eve."

"So, not even a second chance?"

"Well, what the program team meant was that I was asked to find a partner to work with and change it to a double-mouthed comedy talk, but after a while, where can I find someone?"

"Let's talk about it." Wang Jun continued, "Even if I find someone, I can't write a new cross talk. It takes at least half a year to hone a joke. There are still a few days left. Even if I find someone, I can't write it. ah."

As Wang Jun said, he got into bed with a sigh.

but,
Thinking about it, he was in a bad mood, he kept tossing and turning on the bed, but didn't fall asleep.

When Fang Yi finished writing the song and was about to turn off the lights, Wang Jun sat up suddenly.

"Xiao Fang, how about we cooperate."

"Us?" Fang Yi was taken aback.

I am just a singer, how can I talk about cross talk.

This Wang Jun was obviously in a hurry and rushed to the doctor.

"Yes, it's obviously too late to find someone else now, but your song has passed, and there's not much to do next, so let's cooperate."

"Brother Wang, we have no jokes."

"I'll try to write one." Wang Jun got up from the bed and searched for a long time before he found that Fang Yi had a pen in his hand.

He snatched it up and started writing on the bed.

but,
Crosstalk is not something that can be written just by saying it.

As a market art, cross talk should not only come from life, but also be higher than life.

Besides, Wang Jun is really out of shape.

After writing for a long time, I redrawn it.

Then I continued to write and draw. In half a day, seven or eight drafts on the ground were thrown away.

Fang Yi couldn't persuade him either.

After all, a stage like the Spring Festival Gala is the dream of most actors, which means that as long as they go on stage once, they will show their face in front of tens of billions of audiences in the whole Blue Star.

It's hard not to be popular.

Seeing that it was late, Fang Yi went to bed first.

However, Fang Yi obviously did not expect Wang Jun's persistence.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, Wang Jun was still sitting in front of the bed, and when he raised his head, his eyes were also bloodshot.

"Brother Wang, you haven't slept all night?"

"Um." Wang Jun shook his head, "It's okay, I'll wash my face and continue writing."

Wang Jun stood up while talking.

However, before reaching the door, he slipped and fell to the ground.

Fang Yi hurriedly got out of bed and helped him up.

"Brother Wang, you are working too hard."

"I can't help it." Wang Jun shook his head, "Xiao Fang, to tell you the truth, I have been talking about cross talk for ten years, and it took me a lot of effort to win this opportunity. If I go back like this, my wife and daughter will not know how disappointed they are."

"That's not worth the effort."

"In this world, who doesn't work hard to survive?"

Wang Jun smiled helplessly, and continued, "My wife was my junior sister back then, and she married me under the pressure of her parents. She originally thought that the days would be better, but who knew, my daughter was born with a congenital heart disease. , they pointed at me to make money and go home, but I am so useless..."

As Wang Jun said, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

He shook his head, then continued to smile, "Xiao Fang, it's okay, even if it's to repay the two of them, I have to work hard to the end."

Standing up, Wang Jun opened the door and walked out.

Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Yes, there are people in this world who live glamorously, and there are people who live a life that is worse than death.

It's not that they didn't try hard enough, it's that many just lacked an opportunity.

However, opportunities often come overnight.

Such as Wang Jun.

In fact, before the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala, each program has undergone a preliminary evaluation by the director team. Only when the director thinks it is good will it be on the rehearsal stage.

Some actors will waste months or even half a year because of the show.In the end, just because of a word from the director team, the efforts of the past six months were in vain.

It is also an unbearable result to put it on anyone.

What's more, the pressure caused by Wang Jun's family.

I couldn't help but walked to Wang Jun's bed and took a look.

The name of the cross talk is written on the manuscript paper.

"So Bold".

There is also a half-page counterpart.

However, there is still a considerable gap from a complete cross talk.

Just watching, Wang Jun had already washed his face and came back.

Probably, feeling a little embarrassed by the emotional expression just now, Wang Jun blushed slightly, and said, "Xiao Fang, I made you laugh."

"It's okay, Brother Wang." Fang Yi sat down beside Wang Jun's bed, "I just watched your cross talk, and I have some thoughts."

Fang Yi said lightly.

He has already decided to help Wang Jun, even for the little girl who was born in despair.

"Huh?" Wang Jun was taken aback for a moment.

"Brother Wang, your cross talk is satirizing bureaucracy, but I think the starting point may be changed." Fang Yi continued, "For example, you can use exaggeration."

Fang Yi said while taking another piece of manuscript paper.

write it down.

Cross talk name: "A Company of Thieves"!
A: Ah, Wang Jun.

B: That's right, it's me.

A: I really envy your work.

B: Don't say that.

A: I only move my mouth but don't move my hands. After talking about the cross talk, I didn't have any injuries on my body.

……

In just a few sentences at the beginning, a burden is thrown out.

Wang Jun's eyes lit up immediately.

Last night, after thinking hard, he finally came up with a joke that satirizes bureaucracy.

But after writing for a long time, I was always dissatisfied.

If it is the background of the company or unit, it is unavoidable to step on the line.

If it is a rural, peasant background, it is not exaggerated enough.

So, he kept struggling, and couldn't write any more after half a paragraph.

But when I saw the words "A Thief Company", my mind suddenly felt enlightened.

Yes, why didn't I think of combining vulgarity with elegance?

A thief is the most humble person in the world, but when he forms a company, he immediately becomes taller.

Moreover, the first few sentences are also full of jokes.

Whoever talks about cross talk can tell a whole body of wounds.

But from a thief's point of view, it makes perfect sense.

Absolutely!Absolutely!
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ps: Thanks to Zhang, Xiaoxin, and Yunye for their gifts.