Entertainment: let you down to earth, you go to pick up white jobs

"They take at least five minutes to set up, and about the same to get out."

"Then you can't point the camera at the stage for 10 minutes one after the other."

"¨What are you going to do during this time?"

"Relying on the host? Are you not afraid of exhausting the host?"

"Of course, you can also use interviews with model workers instead."

"But in this way, your entire program flow and sequence will have to be adjusted."

"This is a move that moves the whole body!"

Xiang Zhiming slumped down on the chair, his eyes stared blankly, and his mind went blank.

He just thought that these songs were suitable for the Spring Festival Gala, and he had been struggling with how to play them.

But I didn't expect that there was such a big mistake?

If it wasn't for Su Meng's awakening, there would be a big problem!

……

Su Meng's words also stunned the three folk bands.

They were also overjoyed because they had the opportunity to appear on the Spring Festival Gala.

However, these most basic issues are ignored.

Hu Zhengyuan pondered for a moment, then said slowly.

"Xiao Meng, since you raised this question, you must have an idea, right?"

Um?Xiang Zhiming suddenly raised his head and stared at Su Meng closely.

"Mr. Su, we are both from the Imperial Music Academy, and we also share a passion."

"You can't just ignore death."

Su Meng smiled and said lightly.

"It's easy, isn't there just one song missing? Why don't we just add another one?"

Xiang Zhiming's face was full of confusion.

"That being said, it's not like we don't have alternative programs."

"But this alternative program will be inferior in the end."

Liu Huan nodded and added.

"The stage of the Spring Festival Gala is no different than others."

"The stage is too big, the dancers and backup dancers must keep up, otherwise the visual effects will be too empty."

"At this juncture, it must be too late to get a new program."

"It can only be found in those alternative programs."

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Xiang Zhiming shook his head with regret.

Su Meng smiled and said casually.

"Guide, what if there is a new song that can meet your request?"

What?Everyone in the room was stunned, and Liu Huan even blurted out.

"You want to sing "Mountain and River Picture"?"

"No, "Mountains and Rivers" has no stage beauty and supporting dancers, so it is... "The Most Dazzling National Style"?"

"Damn it! You're not going to find a group of aunts to dance square dance on the stage, are you?"

Su Meng shook his head, heh(hah) he laughed.

"This is also an idea, but... I want to make a new song."

new song?Xiang Zhiming blurted out directly.

"It's only five days until the last makeup rehearsal."

"The show has to be finalized within three days, how is it possible to get new songs?"

Su Meng nodded slightly.

"Three days... is enough!"

"I flipped over the car once before, and this time I have to get my face back!"

? ? ?A group of people are confused, what does this mean?

After a while, Hu Zhengyuan coughed and said.

"Chiming, you don't have to make trouble."

"Prepare your alternative program as needed, Su Meng...let him prepare as well, let's choose the best."

Xiang Zhiming nodded, then turned his head and said to the three major folk orchestras.

"Commanders, I'm really sorry..."

"Wait!" Su Meng interrupted him again.

"It's a pity that these few songs are not available."

"However, it's a problem for them to be on the show alone, and it's the most suitable background music."

"Hmm... From the end of the news at 7 o'clock to the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala... Should there be background music too?"

What the hell!

Xiang Zhiming's eyes suddenly lit up, why didn't I think of it?

By the way, why do I feel that I, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, am not as professional as you?

"Guide, it's not good! Something serious happened!"

An assistant director rushed in hastily, with a flustered expression on his face.

"Mr. Jiang Kun suddenly had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital. His cross talk... is gone!"

What?Xiang Zhiming jumped up in shock.

"do you died?"

"Don't care if he's dead or not, just treat him as dead!"

"What about Xiao Yueyue and Sun Yue? Contact them immediately!"

The assistant director was about to cry.

"Guide, have you forgotten?"

"It was Jiang Kun who pushed the two of them down!"

"I just contacted, and they said... Sun Yue was so angry... that he was also hospitalized!"

"What?" Xiang Zhiming sat down on the chair, his face pale.

Su Meng coughed dryly, and said faintly.

"How about... let me try?".

Chapter 114 On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala... How long has it been since there were farmers?

"Su Meng, are you sure?"

Walking out of the No. [-] studio hall, Hu Zhengyuan looked serious.

Su Meng smiled and said, "The program must be fine."

"But whether it can meet the taste of the Spring Festival Gala program group is not sure."

"What do you mean?" Liu Huan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Because these two programs of mine... will be very dirty!"

Su Meng smiled slightly, turned around and left.

Liu Huan and Hu Zhengyuan looked at each other, and suddenly fell into silence.

Suddenly, Liu Huan jumped up violently.

"Where are you going? The parking lot isn't over there!"

Uh...Su Meng paused, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

……

"Xiao Ling, wait for me in rehearsal hall No. [-], and call Sakura and Bebetta."

Sitting in the car, Su Meng directly dialed Bai Xiaoling's number.

"No problem, we'll be there in five minutes, what's the matter?"

"It's something!" Su Meng nodded and said seriously.

"Arrange a new song!"

new song?Bai Xiaoling was slightly taken aback.

"No problem, just us?"

"No." Su Meng shook his head.

"This song is very important. It's up to you whether I can get back the face I lost last time when I overturned the car!"

"But it's not enough to rely on you alone. I'll find you some big guys as green leaves."

? ? ?Liu Huan and Hu Zhengyuan looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

By the way, when did you overturn?How do we not know?

After hanging up the phone, Su Meng dialed Deng Ziqi directly.

"Ziqi, do you have any plans these days?"

Deng Ziqi was also very excited after receiving Su Meng's call.

"What's the matter? Are you going to invite me to dinner?"

emmm... Su Meng was suddenly depressed, and said angrily.

"It's okay to invite you to dinner. The canteen of the Imperial Music Academy is very good."

"Come on, let me ask you something serious, do you have any plans for the end of the year? Is there a schedule for New Year's Eve?"

Deng Ziqi thought about it carefully.

"There is a local Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve, but I don't have any plans for New Year's Eve. I plan to spend time with my family..."

"Would you like to make an announcement temporarily?" Su Meng interrupted her directly.

"Announcement? Su Meng, what's the matter with you? Is there any announcement to rush to New Year's Eve?"

Deng Ziqi was also a little confused.

Su Meng smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Spring Festival Gala!"

"Spring Festival Gala?" Deng Ziqi's tone suddenly rose.

"You mean Yangshi Spring Festival Gala? How is that possible?"

Su Meng shook his head and said.

"I'll explain it to you later. If you're interested, come to the No. [-] rehearsal hall of the Imperial Music Academy. I'm going to play big!"

"I'm going now!" Deng Ziqi jumped up.

"I'm in the imperial capital right now, and I'll be there in half an hour!"