This matter was too big. Very quickly, the entire backstage knew about it.
The people backstage were not people who knew their place. One by one, they spread the news through their mobile phones. In an instant, they were targeted by countless reporters.
In just a few minutes, the news that the Spring Festival Gala was about to be disrupted spread like wildfire.
The Spring Festival Gala continued!
Many of the audience members were still immersed in the atmosphere of the song "Visit Home Often" and were discussing it enthusiastically.
"This year's Spring Festival Gala is pretty good. That song was sung really well."
"Actually, the quality of the other acts was average. I can only say that one song saved the Spring Festival Gala."
"Yeah, this song is so well written. Who is the lyricist?"
[It's Singer Y! A very talented musician! "
"No way. You haven't even heard of Singer Y? I suggest you listen to Some People, You Who Sat Next To Me … each of them is a classic among classics! "
"Fortunately, they replaced the Stick Nation's program. The Spring Festival Gala has made the right move this time!"
But at this moment, outside of the Spring Festival Gala, a few shocking pieces of news broke out on the internet!
Sina News: "An Unprecedented Blunder. The Spring Festival Gala May Face the Predicament of No Shows to Be Screened!"
Today's headline: "Teacher Guo Dongshan leaves in a fit of anger!"
Entertainment News: "Hyun-Min Kim was seriously injured by a rat. His program has been temporarily canceled, but there are no alternatives!"
Tencent News: "The fate of the Spring Festival Gala is full of setbacks. Where will it go from here?"
These things couldn't be hidden at all, and they couldn't be hidden either. Sooner or later, they would have to wait until they came to light.
For a moment, the entire internet exploded. Everyone was stunned.
[Oh my god! What's going on?]
[It can't be, right? This was the Spring Festival Gala they were talking about! How could something like this happen?]
[The Spring Festival Gala is lacking programs. Stop joking …]
[Serves him right. Who asked this idiot director to invite people from the Stick Nation? He deserves it!]
[The Stick Nation's people are too unreliable. They were seriously injured by rats. I'm dying of laughter!]
[Everyone, stop gloating. This is the Spring Festival Gala. Nothing must go wrong.]
[This is a huge mistake. It's over, it's over.]
[It's rare for a song like 'Go Home Often' to come out, yet something like this happened.]
…
The netizens were all talking at once, saying all sorts of things.
There were only ten minutes left before the show started, but they didn't even have any actors, let alone the show. What could they do in such a short time? Everyone could not help but break into a cold sweat for the Spring Festival Gala.
As for the entertainment industry, they were all going crazy.
"F * ck! The Spring Festival Gala has fewer acts? "
"If I had known earlier, I would have stayed at the scene. Maybe I would have been asked to sing a song on stage."
"Director Feng Xiaofeng is dead for sure. The Spring Festival Gala has been full of twists and turns. The higher-ups must be dissatisfied."
"It can't be. There are so many people at the Spring Festival Gala. Is there no one who can take the spot?"
"It doesn't matter who goes up. The time is too short."
"If something really happens, the entire Spring Festival Gala production team will be finished. The punishment won't be light."
"At this critical moment, let's see what they do."
…
Backstage at the Spring Festival Gala.
Everyone looked at Ye Lingchen eagerly.
Feng Xiaofeng, in particular, had cold sweat on his forehead, and tears had already reached the corners of his eyes.
Next was Yue Yunpeng. At first, he didn't think much of it, but as the time drew closer, his fat face was drained of all color. His teeth were chattering, and his entire face was covered in sweat that was almost dripping down.
"Are you nervous?" Ye Lingchen asked.
"Yes. Da da da, a little." Little Yueyue wiped his sweat with his hand.
"You've never been on stage before?"
"Yes … I have, but, da da da, I've never been on a stage as big as the Spring Festival Gala. Usually, da da da, it's only when Master brings us out on tour."
"It's fine as long as you've been on stage. Relax. Any stage is the same." Ye Lingchen smiled faintly. "I'll teach you a way. Just treat the people below the stage like cabbages. Remember, you're performing in front of cabbages."
Pfft.
Ye Lingchen's words made Chen Xiaoyan and Zhao Liangying burst out laughing. Only he would dare to describe the guests of the Spring Festival Gala as cabbages.
However, Ye Lingchen's words were very effective. It made Little Yueyue relax quite a bit. It seemed like a simple conversation, but Ye Lingchen used part of his mental suggestion ability, similar to hypnosis.
"Brother Ye, how is it? Will it work? "Lin Ao could not help but ask.
Ye Lingchen rolled his eyes. "It's already come to this. It has to work even if it doesn't work."
"As long as you say it'll work!" Lin Ao was full of confidence in Ye Lingchen.
"Your confidence is ridiculous. Let me make it clear, I've never done crosstalk before. Little Yueyue is still a newcomer, but you insist on me doing it."
"That can't be helped. I'll have to do it no matter what." Lin Ao smiled. "Moreover, I believe in your ability."
"Can you two stop talking? Hurry up, the script isn't finished yet!" Feng Xiaofeng could not help but interrupt, his voice sounding like he was about to cry.
That was too much of a test for his heart. He was so anxious that he almost had a heart attack.
Ye Lingchen stopped joking. He had a habit of either not doing it, or he would never muddle through. This prodigy was going to give this crosstalk a good go!
The time was too short, so the script could not be too complicated.
The props had to be few and simple.
The roles were two people, supporting and teasing.
The crosstalk had to be funny, interesting, and popular!
With a few key points listed, he had an idea.
"The lines aren't difficult. Hurry up and take a look. Memorize as much as you can. The key is to improvise." Ye Lingchen quickly finished writing the script and passed it to Little Yueyue. It took him less than five minutes to finish.
'That's it?'
Everyone leaned over to take a look.
Little Yueyue grabbed it, his palms sweating so much that the script was soaked.
Ye Lingchen did not feel any pressure. That confidence came from his ability. Moreover, he was the one who wrote the script, so he could improvise on the spot.
One minute!
Two minutes!
Everyone had read the script from start to finish!
After reading it, Feng Xiaofeng was shocked. "This … you wrote it on the spot? Five minutes? "
"F * ck, looks like it's of good quality."
"Yeah! Is there a problem? "Ye Lingchen was amused by everyone's shocked expressions.
Zhao Liangying suddenly reached out and pinched Ye Lingchen's bun, then rubbed it.
Ye Lingchen looked at her in shock. "What are you doing?"
Zhao Liangying's beautiful eyes flashed. "I'm seeing if this is your real appearance."
"What? Do you think I'm a monster?"
"Even if you're not a monster, you're still a monster," Lin Ao said in disbelief. "You wrote it too fast! I realized that I've underestimated you. "
Ye Lingchen shrugged. "Just say it. Is this script not good enough?"
Little Yueyue nodded quickly. He was a professional after all. "This will definitely work. It's definitely a good script. Even my master will be impressed by it!"
Lin Ao laughed. "That's it!"
"Let's all leave and let Little Yueyue get ready." Feng Xiaofeng quickly said, then said sincerely, "Both of you, I'm counting on you. You have eight minutes left."
…
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