Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 9
When Jiang Qi came to his senses, he was already watching the house with Old John.

Old John's definition of a house is that it's the same everywhere if you can't live in a rich neighborhood, and there is no difference between sleeping on a flyover and sleeping in a hardcover room.

Facing the warm hardcover room of Cao Yongjun's house full of life, Old John didn't show any emotion.

On the contrary, Cao Yongjun was very moved.

"Xiao Qi, do you understand Chinese as a teacher? You look very cultivated and gentle, and you can see that you love the house." While Old John was staring out of the window, Cao Yongjun pulled Jiang Qi aside and said Xiao talk.

"Understandable, he is a foreign teacher in our school, and his Chinese is very good." Jiang Qi didn't know how Cao Yongjun could tell that Old John cared about the house, and while echoing, he was thinking in his heart.

Cao Yongjun's house is really suitable.

First of all, it is close, and no matter what emergencies occur when going up and down the stairs, they can respond in time.

Secondly, the rent is cheap. Cao Yongjun’s house is such a good house, with four bedrooms and two halls, it costs 1800 yuan a month for fine decoration. There is no middleman to charge intermediary fees. It’s hard to find a good house with a lantern.Moreover, Cao Yongjun said that he can rent a single room first, and if he can’t rent out other rooms with his attitude, he will not rent them. Rounding up, the whole room costs a few hundred yuan, which is very suitable for poor players like Jiang Qi who are shy.

The most important thing is that when Cao Yongjun dragged Jiang Qi upstairs just now, he remembered the gossip that Ms. Jiang Xiaohong told at the Chinese New Year dinner table.

Cao Wenyang is married!

Not only married, but also ready to have children!

Based on Jiang Qi's understanding of Cao Yongjun, as long as Cao Wenyang and his wife don't object, Cao Yongjun and his wife will definitely stay in the capital to help them raise their children, and they will definitely not come back in a few years.
After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Qi said: "How about this, Uncle Cao, my teacher is here to collect folk songs, if he has no inspiration, he may leave in a few months, if he has inspiration, he may have to live for a year and bring him back Come with the other teachers."

"If you don't worry, you can rent a single room to our teacher first, and rent the rest slowly. In case there are other teachers in our school who want to come, can you rent them first?"

"Of course!" Cao Yongjun agreed straight away, "I don't worry if I'm not here if I rent it to someone else. Your Aunt Qian loves this house. If it's rented to such an angry tenant on the Internet, your Aunt Qian will not pay it back." Fight me hard."

"Don't worry, we have been neighbors upstairs and downstairs for more than ten years. I will definitely check for you every now and then to see if there is any problem with the house."

After Old John showed Cao Yongjun his ID card, which he didn't know was valid, Cao Yongjun cheerfully went to the printing shop at the gate of the community to print out a rental contract he got randomly from the Internet.

The rent has also been finalized, 400 a month, one deposit and one payment, and Old John can use all the places in the house before another tenant moves in, just like giving away for nothing.

Before going out, Cao Yongjun gave Jiang Qi the spare key of the house, and asked Old John to choose the room first, and pay the money to sign the contract when he came back.

Old John finally chose the smallest study room. This is Cao Wenyang's room. Although it is the smallest in size, it has good lighting, and it doesn't hurt your eyes to read during the day without turning on the lights.

Don't ask how Jiang Qi knew that this was Cao Wenyang's room. Jiang Qi came to Cao Wenyang's house to ask Cao Wenyang for extra lessons when he was in junior high school.

Old John stared at the books on the bookshelf for a long time while looking at the room.

"There is someone in that family who studied architecture." After Cao Yongjun went out, Old John said with certainty.

"Architecture?" Jiang Qi thought for a while, "Cao Wenyang seems to be studying architecture. He is Cao Bo's son. I heard that he studied bridges before. I don't know if it has anything to do with architecture. It is said that he is very It is unpopular and not many people across the country learn it."

Old John nodded, expressing his understanding.

After Cao Yongjun came back, the two signed the contract directly. Jiang Qi transferred the money to Cao Yongjun on behalf of Old John.

After dealing with the house, it's almost time for lunch.

Jiang Qi led Old John to have lunch in the alley where the script killing shop was located. There were too many shops and Jiang Qi didn't know how to choose, so he just picked the place where he ate beef noodles yesterday and continued to eat beef noodles.The noodle shop has a large quantity and the soup base is delicious, economical and affordable.

As soon as he entered the noodle shop, Jiang Qi saw Liu Lan who was drinking soup from a bowl.

"Hey, Jiang Qi, John, come to this noodle shop to eat noodles too!" Liu Lan saw the two warmly greeted and motioned them to sit at her table.

Before Jiang Qi's butt touched the chair, Liu Lan couldn't wait to say: "I wrote the lyrics all night last night, and corrected the interpretation part. I just went to the printing shop and typed it out. Take a look."

As he spoke, Liu Lan took out some A4 papers from his bag.

"Print money 1 yuan 2, Jiang Qi, remember to reimburse it."

Jiang Qi nodded, and watched it with Old John, and found that Liu Lan's interpretation was well written.

Fragment four:
Props: Clothes bags, tables and chairs, books, pens and paper
Narrator: In the dark, you saw you at the age of 19, running home happily like a child, holding that precious bag.That's the suit you picked out for your dad, the best gift you could buy him at 19.

Liu Lan (male voice): "Dad, guess what I bought for you?"

John (male voice) (dim light, only silhouette): "What?"

Liu Lan (male voice): "A suit, you can wear it on important occasions."

The curtain is slightly drawn.

John (male voice): "I don't have an important occasion."

The curtain is drawn.

Liu Lan (male voice): "You can wear it at Sunny's wedding."

John (male voice): "I won't be at your wedding, and you won't invite me, and no one would want to see me at that time, and neither would your mother. We've hated each other for years, and no one will Hope we show up together."

Liu Lan (male voice): "Yes (pause), you can..."

John (male voice) (impatient): "Okay, there's something to eat in the microwave, don't disturb me, I'm watching the key part."

The curtain closed, Old John got up, picked up his bag and left.

Turn off the lights.
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Jiang Qi read it at a glance, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but he was a little puzzled.

"You said Little John's words? Isn't this a male character?" As he spoke, Jiang Qi quickly browsed other clips.

Admittedly, his role is still rich.

Apart from Jiang Qi not participating in the relevant interpretation of John's script, all other character scripts will participate in the interpretation.

The scumbag who cheated on his girlfriend's feelings, the younger brother who was hit to death by a car, the serious boss, the black-hearted street vendor who extorted money, and the young teacher who scolded students harshly.

Except for the dead one, they are all villains.

Liu Lan leaned over to take a look, and said: "I think there are too many young male roles, and I am afraid that you will not be able to memorize too many words in a short time, so I gave myself the role of Little John. I can't learn ordinary male voices." Like, the boy voice is barely okay, but if you want to play Little John, I can let you play it, no problem."

Jiang Qi studied it carefully, and found that Johnny's words were really outrageous.

He hasn't memorized much since high school.

"You should act." Jiang Qi said very sincerely, and then asked, "Who will control the lights and curtains."

"Let me come, the lights and curtains in the store are second-hand and the quality is not very good. I tried it before and always had problems."

"Let me do it." Hearing what Liu Lan said, Jiang Qi immediately took the job to himself, "I was in charge of lighting and curtains in the drama club in college."

Liu Lan has no objection: "Okay, then you can get used to it when you go to the store, and the rehearsal will start this afternoon. During the rehearsal, just read the words to the words, and try to finish memorizing the draft the day after tomorrow."

The two chattered for a long time, and when they turned around, they found that Old John had already eaten. Liu Lan smiled and asked Old John, "Mr. John, do you think your part is okay?"

"I'm OK."
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After eating the noodles, the three of them went back to the store together.

Liu Lan took the two of them to the performance-only room on the second floor. This room was the largest on the second floor. Jiang Qi noticed that there was a curtain drawn on the side of the room near the door the first time he came. What.

Liu Lan gave Jiang Qi the remote control of the lights and curtains, told him the functions of each key, and asked him to press them one by one to feel it.

"The sliding rails of this curtain are a little faulty, and they are always out of control. If the lights are dim during the performance, you can go directly to pull it, anyway, the guests can't see it." Liu Lan also passed on her experience to Jiang Qi.

After a while, Jiang Qi has almost mastered the changes of the lighting curtain and the switching of bgm. Liu Lan and Old John also had a good word. Under Liu Lan's eyes, the first rehearsal began.

The curtain closed, and Jiang Qi was the only spectator as the field manager.

There were no windows in the room, and it was dark after the lights were turned off. Liu Lan squatted in the corner behind the curtain, and said in a clear and youthful voice, "Dad, guess what I bought for you."

Jiang Qi pressed the light to control the remote control, but there was no response.

Jiang Qi: ?
It worked just now, but now it's broken?
Just as he pressed the remote control hard, the light came on.

Jiang Qi was a little unsure if it was the lamp that was on, as the lamp had never been so bright in the previous test.

The dim light was just enough to see the slightly hunched back of Old John sitting in front of the desk. This background was printed on the curtain, making him look a bit lonely.

"What?" A slightly old voice.

The bgm that didn't appear in the song list but was very suitable for the occasion sounded at the right time.

Jiang Qi didn't even press the remote control, and the curtain moved by itself.

The curtain was slowly opened, and it stopped just right, revealing half of Old John's face.

The light turns slowly from bottom to top, like a human gaze, making people involuntarily focus on the only actor.

Old John's demeanor was as usual, and he looked to the side with indifferent eyes, as if there was really a boy full of expectation standing there.

Jiang Qi doesn't need to control the lights and curtains at all, and to be precise, these two things are not under his control.They seem to have their own opinions, and they will follow the old John to make the appropriate response, light, dark, gather, and disperse, and every change is just right.

The plot came to an end.

Liu Lan began to read the narration: "From that day on, you realized deeply that he doesn't love you at all, he doesn't love anyone, and he has been living in his own world. You used to think that he was different from you. It's just your illusion, and you are just a blood-related passer-by to him."

The light still followed the old John, and the curtain began to close slowly. The old John stood up, and walked forward without the slightest nostalgia, leaving only the bag on the ground that had never been touched by anyone.

Lights off.

Jiang Qi stood there in a daze.

"Papa papa!" Without waiting for Jiang Qi to react, Liu Lan, who had been squatting in the corner, clapped violently with excitement, until her hands turned red before she stopped.

Liu Lan turned on the light and gave Jiang Qi an exaggerated thumbs up.

"It's amazing! The lighting and curtains just now are too good, and the bgm, the boss, you found out that the original one didn't work and you changed it yourself. The atmosphere is simply, simply, simply... Absolutely!"

"And Mr. John, you are really good at acting! Are you a teacher who teaches acting? I just squatted in the corner to watch you, and I thought you were just old John himself! It was so unbelievable that I couldn't help but be brought into Now, is this the legendary entry into the play? What a pity, if I had known you earlier, I might have learned acting."

Liu Lan used her poor vocabulary to crazily output rainbow farts to Jiang Qi and Old John, and even called Jiang Qi the boss in an instant.

After boasting for about three or four minutes, Liu Lan may have realized that he was at a loss for words, and after a few words of boasting over and over again, he could only say excitedly: "Come on, let's continue to the next scene and pursue the victory!"

In the next scene, Jiang Qi still had no lines, and stood in front of the screen as an audience.

As just now, the lighting, curtains and bgm all have their own ideas, perfectly matching Old John's performance.

For no reason, Jiang Qi suddenly remembered John's second skill in the card - acting in his true colors (everyone is very good at playing themselves, although it is a bit boring).

So, the out-of-control lights, curtains and bgm played the true colors with Old John?

(End of this chapter)