bell-
When the ringtone rang, it happened to be a gap in Ning Xiaofei's speech, and the video data on the big screen just switched. In that moment of silence, the cell phone ringtone seemed particularly harsh and obvious.
Ning Xiaofei instinctively looked in the direction where the sound came from - in the dark room under the hosting desk in front of her, a mobile phone was flashing and vibrating at the same time.
Whose phone
Why is there a mobile phone here
…
Countless questions arose in her mind, and Ning Xiaofei was completely short-circuited for two seconds.
The moment seemed like an eternity.
By the time she came back to her senses, she could no longer enter the state in between. It felt like a normal dancer who was suddenly interrupted and would naturally lose the rhythm when she continued.
At this time, the cell phone was still ringing stubbornly, as if it had no intention of stopping. Everyone noticed this strange situation, either with a surprised look on their face, or looking at each other.
In the audience, Mu Tianye's originally relaxed expression suddenly turned serious.
At the judges' table, Ji Mo frowned, and Xicheng's back, which had been leaning on the chair, instantly straightened.
At the VIP table, Gu Yu, who was originally talking to the guests on one side, also sat upright suspiciously.
The chief director felt nervous and immediately shouted into the silent headset, "What's going on?"
No one answered.
In fact, all the staff were confused at the moment.
On the side of the stage, Shangya turned to look in the direction of the chief director, with a questioning look in his eyes, which was obviously asking him if he wanted to come to the rescue.
They all saw Ning Xiaofei's rehearsal, and of course they knew that there was absolutely no mobile phone involved in her formal hosting. This was obviously a performance accident.
In front of the surveillance camera, the chief director grabbed the headphones and said, "Shang Ya..."
At the judges' table, Xicheng held his hand on the armrest of the chair and had already left the chair.
At the entrance to the backstage, Ye Qiao clung to the curtain at the entrance, her nervous palms already covered in cold sweat.
…
A figure strode down the corridor and into the darkness in front of the stage.
In the darkness, no one could see his face clearly. Only the security guard rushed over and stopped him.
That person was Mu Tianye. He raised his hands to his mouth and called out her name loudly.
"Ning Xiaofei!"
One word awakens the dreamer.
After a few seconds of being at a loss, Ning Xiaofei suddenly woke up.
"Ning Xiaofei! Remember, no matter what happens, you must remain calm. The stage is like a battlefield, and the one who is calmest is the winner!"
Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the cell phone that was still screaming stubbornly from the secret compartment.
"etc!"
The chief director growled.
Shangya stopped as he stepped up the steps.
Ji Mo stretched out his palm and leaned forward to grab Xicheng, who had stood up beside him. Noticing Ning Xiaofei's movements on the stage, Xicheng frowned and sat back in his chair.
Mu Tianye grabbed the arms of the two security guards in front of him with his backhand, and stared nervously at Ning Xiaofei on the stage.
At that moment, his heart was in his throat.
Xiaofei, calm down, calm down...
You can do it. Think about the emergencies we have considered and how you dealt with them at the time...
Come on, Xiao Fei!
You can do it, you can do it!
Mu Tianye tightened his grip on the two security guards' hands little by little, and both security guards grinned from his squeeze.
On stage.
Ning Xiaofei raised her finger to turn off the alarm clock on her phone, and at the same time raised her left hand, as if nothing happened, and let out a deep drink.
"stop!"