"Xiao Ye, who do you think will be better for your company's sketches and friendship artists?"

"Help or Not" is the next sketch to participate in the bidding, at this time Shi Kewen, Feng Lingyu and Bian Changyang walked to the stage with makeup.

The sketch of "Help or Not Help" is very simple, Hao Jian of Bian Chang Yang's performance is an enthusiastic citizen, one day he did a good deed to crush the front of the bicycle, and Feng Lingyu put on makeup and turned into an aunt who accidentally fell, Hao Jian was thinking about whether to help her, and after helping her up, the aunt suddenly lost her memory and said that Hao Jian knocked her down...

At first, Shi Kevin didn't want to act as a policeman, and he was not an artist of the company but a director, but when he saw that Feng Lingyu was going to Hunan Taiwan, he couldn't stop him if he wanted to follow him.

The sketch was being prepared, and Quan Jiaci turned his head and asked Ye Xuan.

"This, of course, I believe that my company's sketches are better than those of the friendship."

"That's not necessarily, Xiao Ye, I heard that you wrote the scripts for these two sketches? Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, you can't help but underestimate the national audience. You must know that at least 200 million people watched the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in Hunan at the same time. The focus of the sketch is still funny and realistic. Xiao Ye, I'm not denying your talent. I've heard that the company invited a lot of sketch screenwriters to write two good scripts for half a year. ”

Wei Mingluan said quietly.

He revealed two meanings, the first is that the sketch script was written by Ye Xuan, and the second is that Lianyi has made great efforts to make their company's artists go to the party this time.

Of course, these are all for Quan Jiaci to hear.

"Xiaoye, I don't think your sketches are as good as friendship." Wei Mingluan even expressed his opinion before the performance.

"Look, look first, don't rush. Maybe Xiao Ye also has attainments in sketch screenwriting? ”

Quan Jiaci was very dissatisfied with Wei Mingluan's categorical tone.

The show was slowly carried out in Bian Chang Yang, wrapped in a military coat, carrying his bicycle with a deflated front tire!

Bian Chang Yang?

Quan Jiaci saw Bian Changyang nodding frequently, he didn't know any of the artists who had just debuted in the previous friendship, and those artists made up for fear that they would be uglier than others, so they put powder on their faces, and then looked at Bian Changyang, military coats, adhesive shoes, and there were still some scars on his face.

Wait a minute.

Scar?

Quan Jiaci frowned.

"Xiao Ye, the blood on your company's side chief Yang's face... It's true? Quan Jiaci asked uncertainly.

"Fake, with plasma."

"Oh, it looks like the real thing, but the plasma is also realistic, and what you don't know is the same as the real thing."

Quan Jiaci smiled and shook his head.

This acting...

"There is no good acting skills, the sketches are close to life, how can anyone have bleeding on the face in life." Wei Mingluan heard that Quan Jiaci had some praise inside, and hurriedly said.

"That's what Lao Wei said, but the bleeding on Bian Changyang's face makes me more curious about the following."

Quan Jiaci stared at the stage seriously, and more than 20 judges behind him also stuck out their heads.

What happens next?

"Oops, oops, mom."

Bian Chang Yang wore a military coat and said his first line with the expression "XiaoHun", XiaoHun's expression and the lines of oops, oh made the corners of the mouths of everyone present smile.

This guy is so funny!

Everyone thought secretly in their hearts.

After Bian Changyang finished his lines, he put the bicycle away and faced the audience, acting in a sketch is almost the same as filming, for Bian Changyang, the sketch is facing people, and the drill is facing the camera.

I'm a professional!

Bian Changyang encouraged himself in his heart.

Click-

The bicycle was placed on the stage, and Bian Changyang sighed and shook his head with a rich expression.

"You said that the biggest shortcoming of this person is that I am too nosy, no, I just saw that the trunk of a car is not closed. I kindly rode my bike to warn the driver, who knew that the car had stopped and I had hit someone's trunk. ”

Flutter –

One of the female judges covered her mouth and snickered, what was funny was not what she said, but Bian Changyang's authentic and lame Northeast dialect made people feel festive and cordial.

"I see, that's how the wound on Bian Changyang's face came." Quan Jiaci thought.

This makes the logic much smoother.

Wei Mingluan was a little nervous in his heart.

Could it be that this sketch is really good?

At least it's a lot better than the beginning of the sketch of the friendship, and more than a dozen people are already laughing.

The later plot made people laugh even more, after Feng Lingyu's aunt appeared, there was amnesia and porcelain, and Shi Kevin, who was the finishing touch, passed by.

"Dude, don't help me."

"Why?"

"Hmph, do you know what my brother opened a few years ago? Daben, do you know why my brother is riding an electric car now? Because help up an old lady! ”

Kevin Shi has few lines in this sketch, but the sentences are very incisive.

The ten-minute sketch made many people laugh one after another, and the corners of Quan Jiaci's mouth rose.

"Not bad, yes, Xiao Ye, did you write the script of this sketch? Well, through the way of sketches, it is stated that modern people cannot help the old man fall to the ground, and finally solves this problem through a series of funny and happy endings. ”

Quan Jiaci hit the nail on the head and told the essence and irony of the sketch.

"Yes, it's really good, I also think Xiao Ye's sketch is good." Rong Pengyi, who was sitting in the back, said when he saw the stitches.

"Shall we score it now? I think that the sketch of the friendship can be performed at the party and raise my hand, and I don't need to raise my hand if I think Xiaoye's sketch can be performed. There are twenty people in total, and Lao Wei and I will not express our opinions. Eighteen people will be able to rate it! ”

Quan Jiaci turned his head to look at the person behind him, Rong Pengyi didn't raise his hand when he saw this, he himself supported Ye Xuan, no matter which aspect.

The scene was somewhat quiet, and the eighteen people did not speak, and fell into a long silence.

Ye Xuan glanced at these people who were older than himself, he knew that what Rong Pengyi said was true, a large part of them were people who Wei Mingluan had secretly bought.

Which of these two sketches is better, which is higher and which is lower, can be distinguished at a glance, it depends on whether this group of people has a conscience.

Brush Brush Brush –

Sure enough, eighteen people except Rong Pengyi, twelve people raised their hands!

A smug look appeared in the depths of Wei Mingluan's eyes.

Ye Xuan, you still want to fight with me, it's too tender!

"I think the sketch of the friendship is good, and the parents are all short and short through the sketch, and the acting skills of these four people are also... It's ok too! ”

A middle-aged man who has made a fortune has touched his mouth up and down several times, and it is difficult to say that his acting skills are okay.

"I have the same opinion as Lao Liu, although Mr. Ye Xuan's sketches are very novel, I always feel that they are a bit too ridiculous and not close to reality."

"? Where's the? Why didn't I see it? ”

Quan Jiaci's eyebrows condensed into Sichuan characters.

"Director, this... This is my personal opinion. ”

"You all think the sketches of the friendship company are good? Better than lobules? Quan Jiaci looked at Wei Mingluan with another meaning, he knew that everything had changed.

"Hmm!"

"That's good."

Kwon stood up...