Start with the script killing shop

When Jiang Qi came to his senses, he was already looking at the house with Old John.

Old John's definition of a house is that if you can't live in a wealthy neighborhood, it will be the same everywhere. There is no difference between sleeping on an overpass and sleeping in a finely decorated room.

Facing the warm and well-decorated house full of life in Cao Yongjun's house, Old John did not show any emotion.

On the contrary, Cao Yongjun was very moved.

"Xiao Qi, do you, the teacher, understand Chinese? You seem to be well-educated and polite. You can tell that you care about the house." While Old John was staring out the window, Cao Yongjun pulled Jiang Qi aside and said, talk.

"Understood, he is a foreign teacher in our school, and his Chinese is very good." Jiang Qi didn't know how Cao Yongjun saw that Old John cared about the house, so he agreed while thinking in his mind.

Cao Yongjun's house is really suitable.

First of all, it is close enough that no matter what emergencies arise when going up or downstairs, you can respond promptly.

Secondly, the rent is cheap. A good house like Cao Yongjun’s house with four bedrooms and two living rooms is fully decorated for 1,800 yuan a month. Without a middleman to charge intermediary fees, it is difficult to find a good house even with a lantern. Moreover, Cao Yongjun said that he could rent a single room first. If he couldn't rent other rooms in his situation, he would not rent them. Rounding up, the whole room would cost a few hundred yuan, which was very suitable for poor players like Jiang Qi who were short of money.

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

Cao Wenyang is married!

Not only are they married, but they are also planning to have children!

Based on Jiang Qi's understanding of Cao Yongjun, as long as Cao Wenyang and his wife do not object, Cao Yongjun and his wife will definitely stay in the capital to help them take care of their children, and they will definitely not be able to come back within a few years.

After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Qi said: "Otherwise, Uncle Cao, my teacher is here to collect ideas. If he doesn't have inspiration, he may leave in a few months. If he has inspiration, he may stay for a year and bring him with him." Other teachers will come together."

"If you feel at ease, rent a single room to our teacher first, and rent the rest gradually. If there are other teachers coming to our school, can you rent it to them first?"

"Of course!" Cao Yongjun agreed, "I won't worry about renting it to others if I'm not here. Your Aunt Qian treasures this house. If it's rented to the kind of angry tenants on the Internet, you Aunt Qian won't be able to rent it to someone else." Fight me tooth and nail."

"Don't worry, we have been neighbors for more than ten years. I will definitely check on your house every once in a while to see if there are any problems."

After Old John showed Cao Yongjun his ID card, which he didn't know whether it was valid, Cao Yongjun happily went to the print shop at the entrance of the community to print out a rental contract he got casually from the Internet.

The rent has also been finalized, 400 a month, one deposit and one payment. Old John can use all the places in the front room as he likes without another tenant moving in, just like giving it away for free.

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

Old John finally chose the smallest study room, which was Cao Wenyang's room. Although it was the smallest in size, it had good lighting. There was no need to turn on the light when reading during the day and it would not hurt the eyes.

Don't ask how Jiang Qi knew this was Cao Wenyang's room. When Jiang Qi was in junior high school, he came to Cao Wenyang's house to have tutoring lessons with Cao Wenyang.

When Old John looked at the room, he stared at the books on the bookshelf for a long time.

"Someone in that family studies architecture." Old John said with certainty after Cao Yongjun went out.

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

Old John nodded, indicating that he understood.

After Cao Yongjun came back, the two signed the contract directly. Jiang Qi transferred money to Cao Yongjun on behalf of Old John. Cao Yongjun said that after a few days, he would clear away the debris from the house and Old John could move in with his bags.

After finishing the house chores, it was almost lunch time.

Jiang Qi took Old John to have lunch in the alley where the Script Killing Shop was located. There were so many shops that Jiang Qi didn't know how to choose, so he simply picked the place where he had beef noodles yesterday and continued eating beef noodles. That noodle shop has a large portion and a fragrant soup base, which is economical and affordable.

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

"Hey, Jiang Qi, John, you guys come to this noodle shop to eat noodles too!" Liu Lan saw the two of them greeting each other warmly and motioned for them to sit at his table.

Before Jiang Qi's butt touched the chair, Liu Lan couldn't wait to speak: "I stayed up all night writing lyrics last night and revised the interpretation part. I just went to the printing shop to type it out. You guys have a look."

With that said, Liu Lan took out a few pieces of A4 paper from his bag.

"The printing money is 1 yuan 2, Jiang Qi, please remember to reimburse me."

Jiang Qi nodded and watched 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 darkness, you saw the 19-year-old you running home as happily as a child, holding the bag that you regarded as a treasure. That was the suit you carefully selected for your father. It was the best gift you could buy for him when you were 19 years old.

Liu Lan (male voice): "Dad, what do you think I bought you?"

John (male voice) (dim light, only human figures visible): "What?"

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

The curtain opened slightly.

John (male voice): "I don't have any important occasions."

The curtain opens.

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. No one will want to see me at that time, not even 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 food in the microwave, don't disturb me, I'm looking at the key part."

The curtain closed, Old John stood up, picked up the 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 just a little confused.

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

Admittedly, his role is still very rich.

Jiang Qi did not participate in the interpretation of John's script, but participated in the interpretation of other characters' scripts.

The scumbag who cheated on his girlfriend, his younger brother who was killed by a car, his serious boss, the black-hearted street vendor who extorted money and the young teacher who harshly criticized his students.

Except for the dead one, they are all villains.

Liu Lan leaned over and took a look, and said: "I saw too many young male roles, and I was afraid that you would not be able to memorize the words in a short time, so I gave myself the role of Little John, who has the most roles. I can't learn ordinary male voices. Like, the boy's voice is barely okay, but if you want to play Little John, I can let you do it, no problem."

Jiang Qi studied it carefully and found that Little John's words were indeed outrageous.

He hasn't memorized many books since graduating from high school.

"It's up to you to act." Jiang Qi said very sincerely, and then asked, "Who will control the lights and curtains."

"Let me do it. The lights and curtains in the store are second-hand and not of very good quality. They have always had problems when tried before."

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

Liu Lan had no objection: "Okay, then you can get used to it when you go to the store. We will start rehearsing this afternoon. Just recite the lyrics during the rehearsal, and try to finish the draft the day after tomorrow."

The two chatted for a long time, then turned around and found that Old John had already eaten. Liu Lan asked Old John with a smile: "Teacher John, do you think your part is okay?"

"I'm OK."

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After eating the noodles, the three of them returned to the store together.

Liu Lan took the two of them to the performance room on the second floor. This room was the largest on the second floor. Jiang Qi noticed when he first arrived that there was an open curtain on the side of the room near the door. At that time, he was surprised that this was for a performance. What.

Liu Lan handed Jiang Qi the remote control of the lights and curtains, told him the functions of each button, and asked him to press them one by one to get a feel for it.

"The slide rails of this curtain are a little faulty and are always out of control. If the lights are dim during the performance, just go over and pull it. The guests can't see it anyway." Liu Lan also imparted her experience to Jiang Qi.

After some running-in, Jiang Qi almost mastered the changes to the lighting curtain and the switching of BGM. Liu Lan and Old John also agreed on the lyrics. With Liu Lan's eyes indicating, the first rehearsal began.

The curtain closed, and Jiang Qi, as the stage manager, was the only audience.

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 teenage voice: "Dad, guess what I bought you."

Jiang Qi pressed the light control 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, the light came on.

Jiang Qi was a little unsure whether the light was a light. The light had never been so bright when he tried it before.

The dim light just illuminated Old John's slightly hunched back as he sat at his desk. This background was printed on the curtain, making him look a little lonely.

"What?" A slightly older voice.

The BGM, which had never appeared in the playlist 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 on its own.

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

The light rotates slowly from bottom to top, just like human eyesight, making people involuntarily focus on the only actor.

Old John looked as usual, looking to the side with indifferent eyes, as if there was really a young man standing there full of expectation.

Jiang Qi doesn't need to control the lights and curtains at all. To be precise, these two things are not under his control. It's like they have their own opinions, and they will follow Old John to react accordingly, light, dark, gathering, and dispersing, and every change is just right.

The plot has come to an end.

Liu Lan began to read the narration: "From that day on, you realized deeply that he didn't love you at all, he didn't love anyone, and he had always lived in his own world. You once thought he treated you differently. It's just your illusion, and to him you are just a passerby who is related by blood."

The lights still followed Old John, and the curtain began to close slowly. Old John stood up and walked forward without any hesitation, leaving only the bag on the ground that had never been touched.

Lights off.

Jiang Qi stood there in a daze.

"Bah, bang, bang!" Before Jiang Qi could react, Liu Lan, who had been squatting in the corner, clapped violently with excitement. His hands turned red before he stopped.

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

"It's amazing! The lighting and curtains just now are so awesome, and the BGM. You must have changed it yourself, boss, when you found that the original one didn't work. The atmosphere is simply, simply, simply... amazing!"

"And Mr. John, your acting is so good! Are you a teacher of acting? I just squatted in the corner and looked at you, and I thought you were just old John himself! It was so incredible that I couldn't help but be drawn in Oh, is this the legendary acting? It’s such a pity. If I had known you earlier, I might have gone to study acting."

Liu Lan used her poor vocabulary to yell rainbow farts at Jiang Qi and Old John, and even addressing Jiang Qi instantly made her look like a boss.

After praising for almost three or four minutes, Liu Lan probably found that he was at a loss for words. He repeated a few words of praise over and over again, and could only say excitedly: "Come on, let's continue with the next scene and pursue the victory!"

In the next scene, Jiang Qi still had no lines and stood in front of the curtain 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 true colors (everyone is good at playing themselves, although it is a bit boring).

So, the out-of-control lights, curtains and BGM were all starring with Old John?