China Entertainment 2004

Chapter 28 So I'm So Excellent
After harvesting a wave of negative energy, Jiang Yu opened the word and started writing the script.

He began to recall those sketches he had seen in his previous life.

In fact, sketches are easy to find, but very few meet the requirements.

First of all, it must be funny, and second, it must be performed by two people, one man and one woman, and then there must be no prop requirements. It is best for two people to chat and finish the performance.

A man and a woman...

Hey, isn't this just a blind date!
Jiang Yu immediately recalled that Zhang Xiaofei later turned this theme into a series.

According to rumors in the world, little white shoes, long legs, Zhang Xiaofei, a blind date madman.

It seems that Xiaofei and her daughter have to go on a blind date in advance.

The basic plot is that a fat, poor and old little fairy is arranged for a blind date by her family, but the matchmaking company arranges a series of wonderful men for her.

What kind of old people, Ma Baonan, local wealthy, and fake Wenqing, there is no normal person, so the laughter comes naturally.

It's not necessary to have four men to play, one actor plays four people, it's the same.

Jiang Yu had a big frame, and suddenly he was inspired like a diabetes insipidus. After more than two hours, Jia Lin insisted on kissing four times.

Laughing while writing, the brother next to me thought he was suffering from a psychosis.

"What are you laughing at, so happy?" the old man asked.

Jiang Yu said, "Have you heard of Wolongsheng?"

The old man shook his head.

Jiang Yu showed a look of disdain, "Even Wolongsheng doesn't know about it, so he still has the nerve to surf the Internet."

"Who is he, is he famous?"

"My friend's mother, go find it yourself."

The elder brother was overjoyed, "Thank you."

two hours later.

"Negative energy from my brother, +99!"

Jiang Yu smiled slightly, took the USB flash drive and left, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud.

Not surprisingly, two hours later, it was another [-] points of negative energy.

After finding a printing shop and printing out the script, Jiang Yu returned to the rental house.

Jaileen's bedroom.

"Is this script okay?"

"Okay, this is really good, you are so talented!" Jia Lin was very excited and jumped up from the bed.

I really didn't expect that the man in the room next to her could write scripts, and he wrote them so well.

Not only is it funny, but it's down to earth.

"Let me tell you, your sketch is good enough for the Spring Festival Gala!" Jia Lin gave her thumbs up fiercely.

"Just go to the Spring Festival Gala." Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and said, "It's fine if you can make it funny, and you can continue to expand on this theme. If you find a good partner, you can perform everywhere. "

"Why, you won't perform with me?" Jia Lin sat cross-legged on the bed.

"I still have to go to school," Jiang Yu declined, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

August was the hottest time, and the shabby house didn't even have an air conditioner. After Jiang Yu came back, the first thing he did was to buy an electric fan.

Jia Lin turned the fan towards him and said, "Then it's hard for me to find a partner. Besides, you wrote this book. If you can make it to the Spring Festival Gala, you'll be in a panic if you don't act."

"Let me tell you, my master said that this cross talk contest is held by CCTV, and it also has the meaning of selecting talents for the Spring Festival Gala. If I win the award, my master can recommend it to the director group of the Spring Festival Gala. Just our book, Maybe I can really go to the Spring Festival Gala."

Jialin's face was full of excitement, as if she had already seen the great prospect of going to the Spring Festival Gala.

Ever since she learned this broken cross talk major, she has been unlucky all the way, and now she is so messed up that she almost can't even pay the rent.

The "cross talk drama" that Jiang Yu told her today, she didn't take it seriously at first, but after seeing the script, her mind opened up immediately.

She finally knew which way she should go.

And all of this was brought to her by Jiang Yu, the man in front of her who was several years younger than her.

She looked at Jiang Yu with fiery eyes.

She hopes that she can win the championship and go to the Spring Festival Gala.

I also hope that Jiang Yu can go with her.

Jiang Yu avoided her eyes.

But I have to admit that she was a little moved by what she said. If he can go to the Spring Festival Gala, his future road will indeed be much easier.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is different from before. Uncle Benshan is still there, and the scale of language programs is relatively large.

The era of the mobile Internet has not yet begun, how many people have been busy for a year, and just point to the Spring Festival Gala to enjoy the Spring Festival Gala.

Jiang Yu still remembered reading a news report in her previous life. During the Chinese New Year, a big brother set off firecrackers when Uncle Benshan came out, and was beaten as a second-degree disabled by his neighbors.

In other words, the influence of the Spring Festival Gala at this time is really huge!

"I still have to go to school, so I may not have time to rehearse with you," Jiang Yu still hesitated, but his tone had weakened.

This is really not an excuse. Freshmen are often busy. Not only do they have many classes, but they also have to adapt to campus life. There is really not much time to go out to rehearse and perform.

"It's okay, I can come to your school and wait for you to finish class," Jia Lin said with embarrassing eyes.

She obviously has a chubby, comedic face, but at this moment she is extremely serious.

It's really hard for Jiang Yu to refuse, "That's fine."

"Yeah!" Jia Lin cheered, and lay down on the bed, "With you here, it must be fine!"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "You have confidence in me, but I don't even have confidence in myself."

"Of course I have confidence in you. You are so good," Jia Lin got up and said, "Look at you, you can write songs, make money, act in movies, and now you can write scripts. How talented you are!"

"Really," Jiang Yu feigned surprise, "So I'm so talented, hurry up, praise me a little more."

"Fuck you," Jia Lin said with a smile, "You are so talented, so you don't have confidence in yourself."

Jiang Yu shook her head, "You think I'm talented now, what if one day I don't have talent, I can't write songs, I can't write scripts, my acting skills are poor, and I don't even have money in the end, so I'm just a poor ghost?"

He is very clear to himself that these so-called talents are just copied by relying on the prophet's advantage, and they do not belong to him.

"It doesn't matter," Jia Lin counted on her fingers, "Look at you, you are good-looking, have a good temper, are righteous to your friends, and have a kind heart. You don't buy clothes for yourself after earning money, but you can think of those who have difficulties." Even if you have no talent and no money, you are still outstanding!"

Jialin opened her big eyes and spoke with incomparable sincerity.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, inexplicably moved.

"Are these also considered advantages?"

It was the first time someone recognized him like this.

It is to recognize him as a person, not the so-called "talent".

"Of course forget it," Jia Lin gave an affirmative answer.

Jiang Yu believed it.

There was a warm current in his heart, and some of the burdens that had been pressing on his heart suddenly dissipated.

That's what it feels like to be recognized.

"Thank you." He said in his heart.

"Oh, I can't do it," Jia Lin fell on the bed again, "I don't even know what I can do."

she sighed.

"In fact, you also have a lot of advantages, but you don't know it yourself," Jiang Yu said, standing up.

"Oh? Let's hear it."

Jiang Yu counted them one by one: "For example, you are not picky eaters, you can eat very well, you walk with a squeaky sound, you feel very safe, and you don't spend money recklessly but you are very poor..."

Jia Lin finally came to her senses, and picked up a pillow from the bed: "You're looking for death, look..."

"Help me..."

Jiang Yu ran away with his head in his arms.

(End of this chapter)