"What? Change the show now?" The assistant director at the competition was about to explode after hearing the news.

There are two director teams here, one is the director responsible for live stage performances, and one is the director of the film crew coming from the TV station, namely Wang Zichen.

He Xiangdong nodded to him and said, "That's right, I'm going to change now."

The deputy director's brows were twisted into a big bump, and he was in a bad mood. He has been a stage party like this for many years and has experienced actors who temporarily said they wanted to change the show, but no one had to change it after they were on stage.

The last one was said the day before yesterday, and it was already in trouble at that time because we had to rehearse and get familiar with the stage. Time is not sure. Good guy, you are about to go on stage and then you said you want to change the show. Isn’t this a fuck?

The deputy director is a very steady middle-aged man. He was silent for a while, frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are all about to go on stage, why do you change the show now? You don't have time to rehearse at all?"

He Xiangdong quickly explained: "We have already scheduled this program in private and are already familiar with it. We can play at any time."

The deputy director said: "You may have rehearsed privately, but this stage is new. You haven't even been to rehearsal for a while. It's too risky."

Because there is really not much time left, He Xiangdong became anxious and had no time to argue with the deputy director: "The person who talks about crosstalk does not need rehearsal. The work is familiar to the heart. What is not the stage? You must believe in our professional level."

Xue Guo stood beside He Xiangdong, saying no, because he still didn't understand what he had given birth. He Xiangdong just arrived in the backstage and pulled him to find the deputy director and said he wanted to change the program.

Xue Guo is still confused, but out of trust in He Xiangdong, he still chose to trust any Xiangdong's decision.

The deputy director frowned even more. He said solemnly: "This is the final of your Peony Award, you have already thought about it."

He Xiangdong nodded decisively and said, "We are committed to bear all the consequences ourselves."

The deputy director looked at He Xiangdong deeply and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and ask for instructions."

"Thank you." He Xiangdong replied.

The deputy director hurriedly ran away. Fortunately, it was the competition, and the actors had a relatively high autonomy. If anyone dared to make such a request in the Taiwan Gala, he would have said something to others.

Although he agreed to He Xiangdong's request, he was still very disappointed with this young man. He changed the program on the spot. What the hell is it? Isn't it good to perform the originally scheduled program steadily?

"I am ambitious and have a restless mentality. Don't take the show on stage at that time and not as good as you are. Don't cry at that time." The assistant director thought so, and his steps were a little faster.

Seeing that the deputy directors had left, Xue Guocai asked, "Can you tell me what I had given birth now?"

The place they chatted in front was in the aisle outside the backstage actor's dressing room. He Xiangdong's eyes were also staring blankly at the front, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, he didn't hear Xue Guo's question.

Xue Guo rolled her eyes, and said, this person is wandering around again.

"Oh, Ding Jinyang." He Xiangdong suddenly shouted.

Xue Guo was shocked at that time, and didn't know why this guy who was wandering in the world suddenly came back to life.

Ding Jinyang was carrying a microphone rack when he heard someone calling him. He turned his head and looked at it. His eyes were lit at that time, and he immediately walked over quickly: "Hey, what are you two doing here? Are you going to play?"

Xue Guo said: "We went to the aisle to have a breath of wind. Why are you here?"

Ding Jinyang smiled and said, "Where is the wind blowing? I'm here to help."

Seeing that the two of them were about to start chatting again, He Xiangdong hurriedly grabbed Ding Jinyang's hand and pulled him to his side, and said anxiously: "Ding'er, brother, please beg you if you have something to do."

Ding Jinyang's face changed and he waved his hand quickly and said, "I have no money."

He Xiangdong was almost infuriated. This bastard was still intent on making fun of him. He forced himself to strangle the bastard to death and hurriedly said, "We have changed the show temporarily. There is a small problem now. I need your help."

Ding Jinyang was stunned at first, then suddenly became excited: "Are you planning to have a group conversation? I can do this?"

"No." He Xiangdong pulled Ding Jinyang down beside him, and he put his mouth on Ding Jinyang's ear and whispered a few words.

"Ah?" Ding Jinyang's face changed after hearing this, and his voice changed several times.

He Xiangdong said: "It depends on you whether we can win the Peony Award. Whether our unit can earn this honor depends on you."

Ding Jinyang was almost crying: "No, my dear brother, this is too big. I have little arms and legs. I can't stand it if something happens to me."

He Xiangdong held Ding Jinyang's hand tightly: "Please, brother, we are almost in a state of trouble. Just help me this time, He Xiangdong will accept your favor for the rest of your life."

Ding Jinyang gritted his teeth and engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. He Xiangdong also looked at him with his heart. He himself knew that his request was indeed a bit too difficult, but now there is really no good idea.

Finally, Ding Jinyang gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, "Okay, don't talk about favors or not. If you don't talk about anything else, just be in this relationship. I will help you."

He Xiangdong was about to cry with gratitude: "Okay, I don't thank you for your kindness. You have to hurry up. It's definitely done within twenty minutes."

"Sure, look at me." Ding Jinyang responded and rushed out hurriedly, like a wild dog that was running away.

Xue Guo couldn't make a big deal even more. He pulled He Xiangdong and asked, "No, what the hell are you doing? What did you ask Ding Jinyang to do?"

He Xiangdong told Xue Guo about the whole story. Xue Guo was also stunned and screamed with an octave of squeak in his throat: "Ah?"

He Xiangdong sighed deeply: "There is no time to say more now. Let's hurry up and deal with the work. When we go on stage later, we will still focus on the current situation."

If an actor heard that the whole performance was mostly broken, his head would have exploded long ago, and Xue Guo would have to explode before. Since he and He Xiangdong partnered, he has trained it. It is more tiring to be a supporting actor than to be a emperor in Africa.

He Xiangdong reached out and grabbed Xue Guo's shoulder, stared at Xue Guo in a deep voice, "Brother, we are going to have a big time this time."

Xue Guo focused on the key point: "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it."
Chapter completed!