CCTV live broadcast.

Mr. Qian's lounge was surrounded by people to visit his condition. When he learned that Mr. Qian might not be able to perform for the finale, he looked at each other with a little confused and at a loss in his eyes.

For most people, the finale of money has become a habit. It is precisely because of the existence of money that many sketch actors on the scene keep their performance level in place every year.

Because they know that no matter how they perform, that position will not belong to them.

And when habits become nature, the enthusiasm for creating art will naturally decline.

So when faced with an emergency, everyone instinctively became turtles.

Qian is not final, and with the quality of their works, they cannot take on that position at all.

After all, the people of the whole country have long been accustomed to waiting for Mr. Qian to appear during the New Year’s Eve dinner. It is not so easy to replace him with a single person to act.

But Mr. Qian's physical condition is already here. If he forced himself to the last appearance, it may cause the whole show to collapse, and even if he doesn't perform, it will not work. The number of programs in the Spring Festival Gala has been rehearsed in advance. After countless rehearsals, it is not the best choice whether it is withdrawn or forced to perform.

The only thing that can be done is to change the order of appearance and let Mr. Qian appear as soon as possible.

So a question that cannot be bypassed was placed in front of everyone. Qian is not the end. So in the sketch show present, which one can replace him and complete the last performance before the clock rang?

Several deputy directors and directors also felt the problem of things at this time, and sweat could not help but roll down their foreheads.

"Brother Gong? Are you okay?"

One of the deputy directors focused on the sketch actors who were close to him. The man was in his forties, not good-looking, and had a funny smile when he smiled. He was a regular on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

He shook his head at this time, and did not dare to take on the job, refusing: "My realm is much different from Lao Qian, and the work I've arranged this year is not good either. You make me look down on me too much. I don't dare to show off in front of the audience across the country."

Seeing that the hot potato was thrown over, Brother Gong could not calm down and refused in one go.

The director was defeated and looked at another sketch actor with a bald, round face, and forty or fifty years old, and asked, "Dadongzi, can you do it?"

"I, this year is not going well. If you tell me a month in advance, I'll be able to handle it, maybe I can handle it."

Seeing that Brother Gong hadn't answered before, Dadongzi pushed him, because their artistic level was similar and they had no good works in the past two years. This year's only ordinary people and could not afford the big scroll at all.

"Director Liao, what should I do?"

The director's lips were dry and he looked at the backbone of the entire Spring Festival Gala.

Liao Yuqing signaled him to be calm and there was no excessive unexpected reaction on his face.

He is the director of the board. It can be said that he has watched all the programs of the Spring Festival Gala. His heart is like a mirror in his heart.

It's really not qualified to be the finale.

But Liao Yuqing was not worried because he thought of a more suitable candidate.

Why laugh!

The entire Spring Festival Gala program is kept confidential. Except for a few leaders, few people know the quality of the program content, so this has led everyone to a misunderstanding of thinking. When choosing actors who can serve as the finale, their eyes are only on the older generation, and subconsciously think that newcomers are not good.

He Xiao is not only young, but also performs cross-border, which makes it even easier to ignore. Can He Xiao do what even a group of old artists dare not take on? No one thinks about him.

But Liao Yuqing is different. He is close to He Xiao and has always been paying attention to each other. This time, when Mr. Qian was in trouble, the first thing he thought of was the sketch "Eating Noodles" arranged by He Xiao and Lin Yunkai.

Aside from the tinted glasses of outsiders, to be fair, the quality of He Xiao’s sketch really crushes many older generation actors present today.

Creative, funny, and plot-making.

If we have to choose one of the people who have to exchange the program order with Mr. Qian tonight and serve as the finale, then it seems that only He Xiao can choose.

Thinking of this, Liao Yuqing turned his gaze to He Xiao, looked at him carefully, and showed him all the time.

"Director Liao, you have something to say. It's a bit panic when you stare at me like this." He Xiao's heart thumped, and a bad premonition was born in his heart.

"Yes, Lao Liao, you're a little panicked when you look at me like this." Lin Yunkai also answered.

Liao Yuqing smiled when she heard this, "He Xiao, you can take Lao Qian's job."

As soon as these words came out, dozens of eyes around him looked at He Xiao incredible, and the older generation of sketch actors also looked at him in surprise.

"Director Liao, you really respect me." He Xiao rubbed his hands and said with a wry smile.

As soon as he saw Liao Yuqing's eyes, he guessed in his heart what this old guy was going to do.

The sketch king Qian Lao cannot be finale, and many older generation actors present are in trouble. On the other hand, although it is his first time crossing the sketch industry, he performed the original work in the black mobile phone world. Liao Yuqing has seen with his own eyes how high the quality is, and it is not difficult to understand that he can save the scene at this time.

He Xiao is not particularly willing to take on this job, or no one wants to take the initiative to take the initiative. After all, the occasion is unusual. This is the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. No matter who takes over Qian Lao’s class, he must take the risk of being abused.

The audience's expectations for Mr. Qian are too high. As Mr. Qian leaves, this expectation will be inherited to the next final performer. Comparing each other is inevitable. Mr. Qian is a recognized king of sketches. How many people in this circle can compare with him in terms of level? So Brother Gong and Da Dongzi dare not take over.

"Old Liao, Xiao He is the first time he is performing a sketch, how dare you let him finish the finale? Isn't that right?" A deputy director also spoke at this time. He had never seen He Xiao's rehearsals, and he didn't know what medicine Liao Yuqing sold in his stomach.

"Don't worry, He Xiao's work works." Liao Yuqing signaled him to rest assured, and then said to He Xiao: "Xiao He, you are just helping brother once to save the scene. Anyway, you will be the general manager of this matter, and this is not bad."

"Puff!" An actress drinking water next to her almost spit out. What does this mean?

Are you a professional rescuer?

He Xiao couldn't help but pursed his lips, looking helpless. He had indeed saved many shows. The last time he came to the Spring Festival Gala, he was only able to fill his seat because of an old artist, but he couldn't say that. This is too hard to talk about...
Chapter completed!