Chapter 397: Chapter 243: Young Master Zou Breaks His Leg, New Year’s Approaches, Xu Soone Starts to Worry as “Decorum” Faces Overwhelming Competition_4
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Actually, this explanation is pretty much the sa as the autumn recruitnt.
“Okay, Mr. Li, that’s good,” Xu Qingyan said with a look of frustration.
“Don’t worry too much, Xiao Xu, this is also a pleasant surprise,” Mr. Li said heartily with a laugh, “You work hard and conscientiously, are capable, and don’t need to be too mature.”
“Young people should have the vitality of youth; it’s no big deal.”
Hearing Mr. Li say this, Xu Qingyan finally felt reassured.
Returning to the apartnt, he watched that video again, mulling over the upcoming dress rehearsal mont – there was less than a month left.
In between, there’s also a cross-year night, and he had no idea how to spend it.
The next day.
Pei Muchan took a female employee from the studio to Xiangnan, while Lin Wanzhou went to Capital City. It’s worth ntioning that agent Wen Yun is also from Capital City.
Both sides didn’t need his worry; when it cos to business trips and participating in various cultural activities, each of the two teams alone had more experience than Xu Qingyan.
After making a call to both sides and chatting for a while, he put his mind at ease. Actually, there weren’t any problems; it just showed how anxious Xu was.
Upon landing on the other end, it was straight to the hotel, then communication with the director’s team. Once everything was confird to be alright, it was ti to discuss stage design and planning, including every step of positioning.
Hey, this thing is precise down to the lyric where the singer should raise a hand to interact with the audience or move to a specific position upon singing a certain word to coordinate with the stage design.
In short, the stage design behind the singer is definitely not just a monotonous backdrop. Each change and dance move almost always corresponds with the the of the singer’s performance.
Overall, it’s a rather troubleso process; the singer usually has to go through several rounds of intensive practice and rehearsal. Finally, a perfect version is recorded, and then it’s over.
Early the next day.
Xu Qingyan opened his eyes and, after washing up, went for a big pot breakfast. As the cross-year approaches, the production team – this mysterious departnt – also ca online, with their first benefit being breakfast.
The production team… can be understood as the program group’s nanny, responsible for all things that involve spending money, including props, logistics, purchasing, and box als for late-night snacks.
Rehearsals have not yet started, and the extras have no scenes. So there’s no need for carts of boxed als. But setting up the team a month in advance is equivalent to announcing that preparations for the Spring Festival Gala are officially underway.
The director’s team has a special treat, and Xu Qingyan, wrapped up like a zongzi, edged closer. He happened to see a familiar yet unfamiliar figure – the long-unseen Master Zou was showing his face.
From the props team, he was the only one coming for breakfast, and after taking it, he left.
It was uncertain whether he saw Xu Qingyan or not. Even if they were face-to-face, it would be hard to recognize him. Old Master Xu was wrapped in layers, with a scarf around his neck.
Watching Master Zou’s desolate retreating figure, Xu Qingyan frowned.
The incident wouldn’t just pass; he never thought of magnanimity as a virtue. Zou Lewei was clearly out to get him with public opinion that one ti; whoever is generous is a fool.
Fortunately, it didn’t have much impact, but the other party did indeed make a move to stab him.
Xu Qingyan wouldn’t talk about this matter, but he would rember it. When the opportunity arose, he would certainly retaliate fiercely, trampling him a few tis.
He was only thinking about it, but who would have expected that sothing really did happen in the ‘City That Never Sleeps’ just a couple of days later.
During the lighting test, sothing happened. With a bang, a dazzling white light was followed by pitch darkness, and the scene imdiately turned chaotic.
This short circuit seed to have affected another area as well, forcing the director’s team to evacuate. And then soone shouted that soone had slipped, causing more mayhem behind.
With a black mask on, Xu Qingyan listened to the screams on the scene. Instinctively retreating to the back of the crowd – it’s generally safer to fall back, better not to push forward.
But he heard a scream nearby that sounded sowhat familiar.
Before he could reflect on it, tourists were heading this way. The scene was chaotic, and Xu Qingyan had to follow the flow outwards, suddenly spotting a familiar figure ahead.
He was standing on the edge of the crowd, in the dark without lights. Next to him was a withered flower bed with not much height difference, and he stood there, seemingly wechatting with soone.
Xu Qingyan lowered his brim and wore a common black cotton outfit. Blending into the crowd, he was indistinguishable, and as he got closer, he couldn’t help but tighten his black mask.
Bowing his head, he checked Zou Lewei’s position every five seconds.
The distance narrowed, twenty ters… ten ters, and finally six ters, his gaze darkening bit by bit. He had checked just now; the surveillance cara was far away.
Mixing into the crowd, he quickened his steps and shifted his position. Using the motion of turning around as cover, the mont he neared Zou Lewei—
With a bang, he kicked fiercely, hitting right at his joint.
Just hearing Zou Lewei cry out in pain, he collapsed sideways into the flower bed. Surrounding gazes imdiately converged on him, and the montary pause caused even more congestion.
Soone was shouting, “Don’t push, soone has fallen.”
Xu Qingyan disappeared in the crowd, heading back to his place first. In the middle of the night, he received a schadenfreude-filled voice ssage from Gan Wenchang, which consist of thirty seconds of laughter out of a total sixty seconds.
“I’m telling you, wasn’t there a power outage? Zou Lewei got trampled, truly physically trampled, shoved into the flower bed. His lower leg is broken!”
“It’s damn karma! Fuck!”
Xu Qingyan replied with a few words, “What goes around cos around, he deserves it.”
After daybreak.
He learned from other colleagues that the props team had reported Zou Lewei’s injury. They gave him a work-related injury and even turned it into a promotional story.
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