Since 1983

Zhao Baogang soon sent a cat and a dog.

The cat was a local cat, with a round head and a pair of yellow eyes, and was covered with mackerel patterns, like tiger skin. Timid but timid, nestled in the arms of the new owner, trembling all over the place.

The dog is an earthen dog with brown hair, a little black on the back, ears that can just stand up, and black eyes that wander around, looking stupid.

Xu Fei hugged the little tomcat and piaed the little bitch by his feet... Hey, that's not the right word... Xu Fei hugged the cat and piaed the dog by his feet.

"Let me give you a name."

"Um……"

He looked into the courtyard, "This cat has a round head and brain, so it's called Pomegranate. This dog is so stupid, it's called Calabash."

Although he didn't know what the stupidity had to do with gourds, but such an important matter as naming cats and dogs...of course it has to be perfunctory! ! !

"Go play by yourself."

Xu Fei threw the pomegranate and kicked the gourd.

The cat lay down, not daring to move, and looked around very cautiously; the dog rushed out, stuck its tongue out, fell around the courtyard, and went straight to the toilet.

"Fuck, come back!"

Xu Fei hurriedly intercepted him and said angrily, "Don't eat shit! If I find out, I will castrate you in minutes, do you hear me?"

"Wow... woo..."

The gourd's ears drooped, feeling aggrieved and puzzled for not letting itself eat shit.

He stood on the steps and watched for a while, seeing that Pomegranate began to walk slowly, Hulu was no longer interested in the toilet, so he wiped himself and went into the study.

When it was first renovated, all the large glass windows were replaced, and the view was excellent. Especially in the two rooms of the main house, the windows are facing the yard, which is very clear.

He closed the door tightly and closed the windows, talking about how to lock it every day and designate it as a forbidden area, otherwise cats and dogs would come in and there would be no place to cry.

Xu Fei sat at the table and began to type and write, looking up from time to time.

This is an opinion paper with repetitive content, and it is still a matter of setting up an audiovisual publishing unit.

I mentioned it before, but the higher-ups didn't pay attention. Sometimes the leader makes a wrong decision, or makes a slow decision, and usually refuses to admit it. But there must be a lot of people at the bottom, and as long as this matter is desirable, it must continue to be raised—and give the leader a step down.

The concert didn't pay dividends, and I watched people earn millions. This time it is my own party, and I have seen the quality of the program, so I have more reasons to organize it.

In fact, he doesn't need to work hard for the TV station, but the most important thing for a person in the system is to show his value and find more ways.

…………

"Who are you looking for?"

"Your surname is Zhao? Aunt Zhao, I'm from the TV station, and I came here to see you."

"Hey, just come and buy me something..."

"stop!"

In the studio of the TV station, Mama Zhao and Brother Niu were rehearsing the skit, Xu Fei was in charge of the whole process, and couldn't help shouting to stop after watching it for a while.

"Ms. Zhao, please don't pretend to act, just be natural. This is the image of an ordinary old lady, and don't bother with the accent. The Tangshan flavor is the Tangshan flavor. You can do whatever you feel comfortable with."

"Brother Niu, I'm a little nervous, relax and relax."

"Hey!"

Brother Niu is currently unknown, so what people say is what.

"A Day in the Life of a Heroic Mother", there should be no one who hasn't seen it, right? It does not specify the identity of the son, but there is a sentence "you go to the factory to find him."

So it should be workers.

Xu Fei was changed to a police officer, and it was still a big case, like saving state property.

The rhythm of the original version was a bit intermittent, but he deleted, deleted and supplemented, and the answer was more natural and logical.

For example, at the beginning of the meeting, first introduce yourself as a TV station, and then you can strike up a conversation, instead of saying that you are a TV station after entering the room.

There is also "Last Night's Star", he specifically looked for it, it was just a batch of Wanwan TV dramas that were introduced, otherwise it would not be suitable.

"Which leg are you used to?"

"Men left and women right, I'll take my right leg, will my right leg hit?"

"Just take your right leg!"

"Then I stepped on my right leg, I stepped on it!"

"stop!"

Xu Fei jumped onto the stage directly, "Mr. Zhao, you have to walk like this, turn your body sideways, then lift your legs, lift your legs, lift your legs..."

He demonstrated while talking, "Expressions are very important, you must be upright and awe-inspiring, this will be effective. Besides, you still have to hold it a little bit, you don't have to memorize the lines, you can play freely, the Tangshan dialect, whatever is funny Plus, don’t let the audience see that there are traces of performance.”

"..."

Zhao Lirong, with decades of stage experience, nodded and said: "Understood, I am an old lady myself, and if I play an old lady again, I don't need to arrange the performance, and I will hit it at that stop."

"Yes, that's what it means."

Xu Fei called Brother Niu again, and said, "The core of this skit is Mr. Zhao, but the rhythm control is in your hands. Mr. Zhao is in charge of putting it on. It's all baggage. The audience has a good laugh, and then it's up to you. Crack it tight, change the rhythm, and play it again, it’s just another piece of baggage, it’s almost like a flattery, can you understand?”

"Uh, I'm in charge of starting, turning, tightening, fast and slow, um, I get it."

"Okay then, go on!"

"Then I stepped on my right leg, I stepped on it!"

"Let's just step on it!"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

After repeated running-in, both of them found the feeling. Brother Niu kept backing away, yelling loudly.

Zhao Lirong turned her body sideways, kicked forward with one leg sideways, her face was full of righteousness, and she was carrying a bag of gifts like a bag of dynamite. In front of her was a little devil's bunker.

"Hahaha!"

All the people present came over, and they leaned forward and back together happily. Where did you find this old lady? It's absolutely amazing!

"good!"

After lining up several times, Xu Fei slapped his hands and said, "It's almost there. If you are familiar with it, you will be able to go on stage."

"Come on, it's your turn!"

He called Hu Yajie and the three to come over, and began to rehearse "Bringing a Thief to a Blind Date" on stage.

Shen Junyi has rich experience and good acting skills. Hu and Wu are professionals. They are used to arranging sketches, but they are more relaxed than acting. The style is almost, not enough comedy.

"Brother, where is this?"

"Restaurant."

"What are you doing at the restaurant?"

"Have a meal!"

"Have you seen it? The reform and opening up has changed the face of the society. The society is changing every day. It is impossible to catch a thief. They treat you to a meal! Brother, this is a state-run restaurant. Have you brought enough food stamps?"

"stop!"

Xu Fei stopped shouting, and said, "Brother Jun Yi, after listening to the meal, you should be a little surprised, and then say this passage in a serious way, the more serious the better.

Come again! "

It doesn't matter that Hu Yajie is stupid, on the contrary, he looks serious, and Wu Yujuan is still satisfactory and well-proportioned.

Shen Junyi's role as a thief is the core, and all the jokes are on him. Xu Fei summed it up in two words: cheap, ruffian.

Be sure to express these two words.

"According to the requirements of our superiors, we just want to practice, be able to speak, run and fight well."

"Then we can't make it through?"

"Are you also training for the Spring Festival?"

"practice!"

Shen Junyi flicked the eight-handed leather jacket, revealing the red sweater inside, "Cats can practice, mice don't practice, don't you want to die!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Liu Di at the scene, and other colleagues in the art department, did not know how many times they had fun, but also felt pressured.

The singing and dancing are already so good, and the quality of the skits is so high! Fortunately, it's only a temporary secondment. If he is really transferred to the Ministry of Literature and Art, it will be a way for people to survive. Will they still play in the future?