Who would believe that Jesse and Zhang Youzhen have no deep grudges against each other and have even laughed together, making friends?
“Hmmm… I’m fine, not tired.” Qi Zhi Jiang told the truth.
At first, he thought it might be a bit tiring, but later he realized that the farm equipment was so advanced that it was incredibly easy to use. As for the daily tasks of picking vegetables, chopping firewood, lighting fires, and cooking rice, they were all too trivial to mention.
He hadn’t learned how to farm, and his family had always been entertainers, but these kinds of tasks were all basic living skills, so he couldn’t be considered tired.
“Take a few days off at home and we’ll find you another good program this time, and you’ll definitely like it,” Summer Oneiophora said with a smile.
Sure enough, Summer Oneiophora went on to say, “You’re going to record a show, and Meng teachers won’t contact you. This time we’ve planned it together with Meng and Zeng teachers.”
We’re going to take you and Meng and Zeng teachers together to Curve Arts TV to say a group sketch comedy together.”
Qi Zhi Jiang was happy first, and then corrected him, “That’s not three people saying it, it’s group sketch comedy.”
Summer Oneiophora: “What? Okay, as long as we got this opportunity, Meng teacher said you’ve come back, you go to his place to get familiar with how to say it.”
Qi Zhi Jiang nodded happily.
The next day, Qi Zhi Jiang went to Zeng Wen’s place, and Meng Jingyuan was also there.
Zeng Wen called out to him and said, “We’re just saying it now. This time we’re doing an old show.”
Qi Zhi Jiang nodded, “What do you want to say.”
This is one of the disadvantages of recording TV shows. People like Qi Zhi Jiang and his peers were more used to performing without a prompter, where they would decide what skit to perform next based on the audience’s reaction and the situation at the time. This way they could achieve the best effect.
