Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Song Xiaomei was annoyed that she had delayed Yang An's important event. Yang An couldn't help but blame the little girl: "It's okay, don't cry. Go get the material list and account book for the prop application, and carefully check which props are there." List everything that was destroyed or stolen, and then write down everything you know. When the director comes, tell the truth."
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Yang An raised his foot to kick, but Hu Jun hugged him and stopped him from kicking.
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
He angrily said: "It's the fifteenth anniversary of the establishment of Red Maple TV, and there has never been an accident like today! Very good, you succeeded in angering me! "Joke" will stop broadcasting from now on! I warn you, this The matter is not over yet, as long as I find out who is causing trouble, no matter who he is, he will be severely punished and no one will be spared!"
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
He was very sinister, and I guessed it right. Fortunately, I prepared two more backup plans this time. These grandsons are so despicable, dirty, unscrupulous, and their methods are so damn dark!
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Although Yang An was hugged, Gu Yunfeng was left unattended. He was already furious. When no one was paying attention, he kicked Li Yang on the pelvis, knocking Li Yang to the ground with his feet in the air. After rolling a few times, the originally messy prop area was all scattered. The foam wall crackled into several pieces and fell down, burying Li Yang.
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
However, the gang of guys who had done the dirty work had gone crazy, and the plot was very clear. Now that the props were destroyed, the Mirror Room could no longer be recorded, which only strengthened his determination to suspend the Mirror Room. He must ensure the safety of the Mirror Room creativity.
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
"Gu Yunfeng, come back!" Li Song rushed up and grabbed Gu Yunfeng, preventing him from rushing over and kicking and beating him.
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Li Yang pointed at Song Xiaomei: "She, she also went backstage. I saw her running out crying..."
As soon as they entered the backstage, Yang An and Li Song were furious.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
"stop!"
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
However, the gang of guys who had done the dirty work had gone crazy, and the plot was very clear. Now that the props were destroyed, the Mirror Room could no longer be recorded, which only strengthened his determination to suspend the Mirror Room. He must ensure the safety of the Mirror Room creativity.
"stop!"
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Yang An ignored Song Xiaomei who was crying and said to the walkie-talkie first: "The studio security will help maintain discipline. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to move around at will. The makeup artist will stop putting on makeup first. The prop team will speed up the disassembly, and the dismantled items will be piled up first. On the cart next to the stage, don’t send it to the backstage yet. Where is Junjun Hu? Is there anyone from the prop team?"
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
The boxes containing other props were also overturned. Seven or eight boxes of various sizes fell to the ground in random directions, some of which were broken. Toy bows and arrows, foam bricks, paper cups, antique brick stickers, etc. were scattered everywhere. All over the place.
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
The boxes containing other props were also overturned. Seven or eight boxes of various sizes fell to the ground in random directions, some of which were broken. Toy bows and arrows, foam bricks, paper cups, antique brick stickers, etc. were scattered everywhere. All over the place.
As soon as they entered the backstage, Yang An and Li Song were furious.
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
Yang An ignored Song Xiaomei who was crying and said to the walkie-talkie first: "The studio security will help maintain discipline. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to move around at will. The makeup artist will stop putting on makeup first. The prop team will speed up the disassembly, and the dismantled items will be piled up first. On the cart next to the stage, don’t send it to the backstage yet. Where is Junjun Hu? Is there anyone from the prop team?"
How to set up the scene? How can we record a show
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
At this time, Gu Yunfeng's voice came from the other side of the passage: "Li Yang, go away, Director Yang said, no one can enter!"
Li Song was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled: "What the hell! Where is Jun Hu? How can you take care of the props!"
Li Song was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled: "What the hell! Where is Jun Hu? How can you take care of the props!"
However, the gang of guys who had done the dirty work had gone crazy, and the plot was very clear. Now that the props were destroyed, the Mirror Room could no longer be recorded, which only strengthened his determination to suspend the Mirror Room. He must ensure the safety of the Mirror Room creativity.
"stop!"
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
Yang An ignored Song Xiaomei who was crying and said to the walkie-talkie first: "The studio security will help maintain discipline. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to move around at will. The makeup artist will stop putting on makeup first. The prop team will speed up the disassembly, and the dismantled items will be piled up first. On the cart next to the stage, don’t send it to the backstage yet. Where is Junjun Hu? Is there anyone from the prop team?"
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
Li Yang said angrily: "I am the director, why can't I get in?"
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Li Song was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled: "What the hell! Where is Jun Hu? How can you take care of the props!"
Song Xiaomei ran over crying. Gu Yunfeng followed her worried that something would happen. Some other staff at the recording scene saw something was wrong and all of them who were fine gathered around.
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
Yang An took Li Song's arm and said calmly: "Director Li, the top priority is to stabilize the audience and artists first and block this news. This is an internal matter of our station and has nothing to do with the audience or artists!"
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, Team Leader Hu went to the toilet ten minutes ago. Do you want me to call him?"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
Yang An raised his foot to kick, but Hu Jun hugged him and stopped him from kicking.
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
Then he looked at the other people running in and said sternly: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it must return to work. Today's matter must be dealt with seriously. No one is allowed to talk nonsense to the outside world!"
People outside the passage heard the martial arts going on here, and a few more people came to stop the fight.
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Then he looked at the other people running in and said sternly: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it must return to work. Today's matter must be dealt with seriously. No one is allowed to talk nonsense to the outside world!"
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
Song Xiaomei ran over crying. Gu Yunfeng followed her worried that something would happen. Some other staff at the recording scene saw something was wrong and all of them who were fine gathered around.
Yang An took Li Song's arm and said calmly: "Director Li, the top priority is to stabilize the audience and artists first and block this news. This is an internal matter of our station and has nothing to do with the audience or artists!"
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Hu Jun hurriedly opened the broken foam wall and helped Li Yang up. Li Yang gasped and rubbed the side of his pelvis and frowned. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. He pointed at Gu Yunfeng and then at Yang. An, now we are really at war with each other: "Director Peng, you have also seen that they got angry and attacked me for no reason! They and I are not done with this matter today!"
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
At this time, Gu Yunfeng's voice came from the other side of the passage: "Li Yang, go away, Director Yang said, no one can enter!"
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Yang An ignored Song Xiaomei who was crying and said to the walkie-talkie first: "The studio security will help maintain discipline. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to move around at will. The makeup artist will stop putting on makeup first. The prop team will speed up the disassembly, and the dismantled items will be piled up first. On the cart next to the stage, don’t send it to the backstage yet. Where is Junjun Hu? Is there anyone from the prop team?"
Yang An took Li Song's arm and said calmly: "Director Li, the top priority is to stabilize the audience and artists first and block this news. This is an internal matter of our station and has nothing to do with the audience or artists!"
He angrily said: "It's the fifteenth anniversary of the establishment of Red Maple TV, and there has never been an accident like today! Very good, you succeeded in angering me! "Joke" will stop broadcasting from now on! I warn you, this The matter is not over yet, as long as I find out who is causing trouble, no matter who he is, he will be severely punished and no one will be spared!"
Li Yang was pushed, retreated and bumped into a prop box, rubbing his lower back and grinning: "You kid pushed me!"
Li Yang was pushed, retreated and bumped into a prop box, rubbing his lower back and grinning: "You kid pushed me!"
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
He was very sinister, and I guessed it right. Fortunately, I prepared two more backup plans this time. These grandsons are so despicable, dirty, unscrupulous, and their methods are so damn dark!
The boxes containing other props were also overturned. Seven or eight boxes of various sizes fell to the ground in random directions, some of which were broken. Toy bows and arrows, foam bricks, paper cups, antique brick stickers, etc. were scattered everywhere. All over the place.
A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, Team Leader Hu went to the toilet ten minutes ago. Do you want me to call him?"
People outside the passage heard the martial arts going on here, and a few more people came to stop the fight.
However, the gang of guys who had done the dirty work had gone crazy, and the plot was very clear. Now that the props were destroyed, the Mirror Room could no longer be recorded, which only strengthened his determination to suspend the Mirror Room. He must ensure the safety of the Mirror Room creativity.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Peng Jianguo was stunned: "Who?"
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Then Yang An came to the backstage passage, randomly grabbed someone to take Gu Yunfeng's place, and asked Gu Yunfeng to go out to find Hu Jun. Today he had to dig three feet into the ground to find Hu Jun.
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Looking at Song Xiaomei again, she was covered with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she sobbed: "Director Yang, I failed to do what you told me... wuwuwu... "
There was a snap, it should be that Li Yang slapped Gu Yunfeng in the mouth, and then there was another snap, it must be that Gu Yunfeng returned the blow to Li Yang. The two were yelling and scolding, and there was a lot of noise outside the passage. Those who were fighting, those who were trying to stop the fight, and their voices were loud. Very.
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
The boxes containing other props were also overturned. Seven or eight boxes of various sizes fell to the ground in random directions, some of which were broken. Toy bows and arrows, foam bricks, paper cups, antique brick stickers, etc. were scattered everywhere. All over the place.
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Song Xiaomei was annoyed that she had delayed Yang An's important event. Yang An couldn't help but blame the little girl: "It's okay, don't cry. Go get the material list and account book for the prop application, and carefully check which props are there." List everything that was destroyed or stolen, and then write down everything you know. When the director comes, tell the truth."
"stop!"
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Yang An tried to calm down. A minute later, Gu Yunfeng pulled Hu Jun to the backstage. Yang An said nothing, with a gloomy face. He held the walkie-talkie in his right hand, fiddled with the foam wall panel a few times with the antenna, and kicked it with his feet. He kicked the broken prop box and looked at Hu Jun coldly like a knife, asking him to see what happened.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
Li Yang said angrily: "I am the director, why can't I get in?"
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
Peng Jianguo is also an old TV person. He is a political worker and has rich experience in struggle. What does he not understand when he hears it? He asked Hu Jun with a gloomy face: "Are you the person in charge of the props team? Do you know what's going on?"
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
Yang An grabbed Hu Jun's clothes and shouted sternly: "I want to ask you again! What's going on?"
A dozen movable foam walls that were originally stacked against the wall fell apart. Somehow, there were several large holes in the corners of the pile of foam walls. The prop trolley that was suspected of causing the accident fell aside, and there were fine pieces of foam residue on the ground. Flying in the wind.
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
Peng Jianguo was stunned: "Who?"
The crew on the set had never seen Yang An get angry. Yang An has always been synonymous with laughter. He always smiled when handing out lunch boxes. The sudden outburst of severity almost scared Hu Jun to the point of peeing. He sat down on the ground and groaned. Can't speak.
He angrily said: "It's the fifteenth anniversary of the establishment of Red Maple TV, and there has never been an accident like today! Very good, you succeeded in angering me! "Joke" will stop broadcasting from now on! I warn you, this The matter is not over yet, as long as I find out who is causing trouble, no matter who he is, he will be severely punished and no one will be spared!"
Looking at Song Xiaomei again, she was covered with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she sobbed: "Director Yang, I failed to do what you told me... wuwuwu... "
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
There was a snap, it should be that Li Yang slapped Gu Yunfeng in the mouth, and then there was another snap, it must be that Gu Yunfeng returned the blow to Li Yang. The two were yelling and scolding, and there was a lot of noise outside the passage. Those who were fighting, those who were trying to stop the fight, and their voices were loud. Very.
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
At this time, Gu Yunfeng's voice came from the other side of the passage: "Li Yang, go away, Director Yang said, no one can enter!"
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Hu Jun rushed over in an exaggerated manner: "What's going on? Who did this?"
Li Yang said angrily: "I am the director, why can't I get in?"
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
At this time, Gu Yunfeng's voice came from the other side of the passage: "Li Yang, go away, Director Yang said, no one can enter!"
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
There was a snap, it should be that Li Yang slapped Gu Yunfeng in the mouth, and then there was another snap, it must be that Gu Yunfeng returned the blow to Li Yang. The two were yelling and scolding, and there was a lot of noise outside the passage. Those who were fighting, those who were trying to stop the fight, and their voices were loud. Very.
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
Then he looked at the other people running in and said sternly: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it must return to work. Today's matter must be dealt with seriously. No one is allowed to talk nonsense to the outside world!"
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Yang An raised his foot to kick, but Hu Jun hugged him and stopped him from kicking.
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
"stop!"
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, Team Leader Hu went to the toilet ten minutes ago. Do you want me to call him?"
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Then he looked at the other people running in and said sternly: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it must return to work. Today's matter must be dealt with seriously. No one is allowed to talk nonsense to the outside world!"
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Li Yang pointed at Song Xiaomei: "She, she also went backstage. I saw her running out crying..."
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, Team Leader Hu went to the toilet ten minutes ago. Do you want me to call him?"
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
People outside the passage heard the martial arts going on here, and a few more people came to stop the fight.
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
"Stop it all!" Peng Jianguo was furious and pushed Yang An away.
Peng Jianguo was stunned: "Who?"
"Gu Yunfeng, come back!" Li Song rushed up and grabbed Gu Yunfeng, preventing him from rushing over and kicking and beating him.
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
Looking at Song Xiaomei again, she was covered with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she sobbed: "Director Yang, I failed to do what you told me... wuwuwu... "
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
How to set up the scene? How can we record a show
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Peng Jianguo asked: "Is the loss big?"
Peng Jianguo is also an old TV person. He is a political worker and has rich experience in struggle. What does he not understand when he hears it? He asked Hu Jun with a gloomy face: "Are you the person in charge of the props team? Do you know what's going on?"
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Yang An had a sullen face, pressed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Where is Hu Jun? Come to the backstage immediately!"
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Peng Jianguo is also an old TV person. He is a political worker and has rich experience in struggle. What does he not understand when he hears it? He asked Hu Jun with a gloomy face: "Are you the person in charge of the props team? Do you know what's going on?"
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
"Gu Yunfeng, come back!" Li Song rushed up and grabbed Gu Yunfeng, preventing him from rushing over and kicking and beating him.
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Peng Jianguo is also an old TV person. He is a political worker and has rich experience in struggle. What does he not understand when he hears it? He asked Hu Jun with a gloomy face: "Are you the person in charge of the props team? Do you know what's going on?"
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
How to set up the scene? How can we record a show
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
Hu Jun hurriedly opened the broken foam wall and helped Li Yang up. Li Yang gasped and rubbed the side of his pelvis and frowned. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. He pointed at Gu Yunfeng and then at Yang. An, now we are really at war with each other: "Director Peng, you have also seen that they got angry and attacked me for no reason! They and I are not done with this matter today!"
There was a snap, it should be that Li Yang slapped Gu Yunfeng in the mouth, and then there was another snap, it must be that Gu Yunfeng returned the blow to Li Yang. The two were yelling and scolding, and there was a lot of noise outside the passage. Those who were fighting, those who were trying to stop the fight, and their voices were loud. Very.
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Song's voice covered everyone, and then a group of people crowded into the backstage. Li Song walked in with director Peng Jianguo, followed by Li Yang and Gu Yunfeng. Both of them had red marks on their faces and cursed each other in dissatisfaction.
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Song Xiaomei sobbed and wiped her tears, took out a folder from her briefcase, and squatted down to count the props.
Looking at Song Xiaomei again, she was covered with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she sobbed: "Director Yang, I failed to do what you told me... wuwuwu... "
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Li Song was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled: "What the hell! Where is Jun Hu? How can you take care of the props!"
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
"stop!"
Hu Jun's face turned pale and he didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he said he didn't know.
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Yang An tried to calm down. A minute later, Gu Yunfeng pulled Hu Jun to the backstage. Yang An said nothing, with a gloomy face. He held the walkie-talkie in his right hand, fiddled with the foam wall panel a few times with the antenna, and kicked it with his feet. He kicked the broken prop box and looked at Hu Jun coldly like a knife, asking him to see what happened.
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
Then Yang An came to the backstage passage, randomly grabbed someone to take Gu Yunfeng's place, and asked Gu Yunfeng to go out to find Hu Jun. Today he had to dig three feet into the ground to find Hu Jun.
If it’s not about money, then it’s something else!
Hu Jun nodded quickly: "Director, I had a stomachache and left for a while. I really don't know what happened."
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Li Yang said angrily: "I am the director, why can't I get in?"
As soon as they entered the backstage, Yang An and Li Song were furious.
Li Yang was pushed, retreated and bumped into a prop box, rubbing his lower back and grinning: "You kid pushed me!"
Peng Jianguo was stunned: "Who?"
Yang An ignored Song Xiaomei who was crying and said to the walkie-talkie first: "The studio security will help maintain discipline. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to move around at will. The makeup artist will stop putting on makeup first. The prop team will speed up the disassembly, and the dismantled items will be piled up first. On the cart next to the stage, don’t send it to the backstage yet. Where is Junjun Hu? Is there anyone from the prop team?"
As soon as they entered the backstage, Yang An and Li Song were furious.
Li Yang pointed at Song Xiaomei: "She, she also went backstage. I saw her running out crying..."
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
Li Yang pointed at Song Xiaomei: "She, she also went backstage. I saw her running out crying..."
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
Yang An understood as soon as he heard that the props must have been tampered with in order to prevent the recording of his show.
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
He was very sinister, and I guessed it right. Fortunately, I prepared two more backup plans this time. These grandsons are so despicable, dirty, unscrupulous, and their methods are so damn dark!
Yang An took Li Song's arm and said calmly: "Director Li, the top priority is to stabilize the audience and artists first and block this news. This is an internal matter of our station and has nothing to do with the audience or artists!"
When the expected thing happened, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Li Song was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled: "What the hell! Where is Jun Hu? How can you take care of the props!"
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
The boxes containing other props were also overturned. Seven or eight boxes of various sizes fell to the ground in random directions, some of which were broken. Toy bows and arrows, foam bricks, paper cups, antique brick stickers, etc. were scattered everywhere. All over the place.
He was very sinister, and I guessed it right. Fortunately, I prepared two more backup plans this time. These grandsons are so despicable, dirty, unscrupulous, and their methods are so damn dark!
Peng Jianguo is also an old TV person. He is a political worker and has rich experience in struggle. What does he not understand when he hears it? He asked Hu Jun with a gloomy face: "Are you the person in charge of the props team? Do you know what's going on?"
Li Yang was pushed, retreated and bumped into a prop box, rubbing his lower back and grinning: "You kid pushed me!"
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
The group of people also realized the seriousness of the matter and of course they would not touch Yang An and left the backstage immediately.
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"
Yang An raised his foot to kick, but Hu Jun hugged him and stopped him from kicking.
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Li Yang said angrily: "I am the director, why can't I get in?"
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Yang An watched Li Song leave and quickly said to Gu Yunfeng: "Brother Gu, go to the passage and stop everyone. Don't let them in!"
At this time, Gu Yunfeng's voice came from the other side of the passage: "Li Yang, go away, Director Yang said, no one can enter!"
"stop!"
But the scene still had to be acted out, Yang An immediately became furious, called Li Song who was watching the surveillance video, and walked backstage aggressively.
Although Yang An was hugged, Gu Yunfeng was left unattended. He was already furious. When no one was paying attention, he kicked Li Yang on the pelvis, knocking Li Yang to the ground with his feet in the air. After rolling a few times, the originally messy prop area was all scattered. The foam wall crackled into several pieces and fell down, burying Li Yang.
The backstage was very messy. Peng Jianguo glanced at everyone while listening to Yang An's report. No one dared to look at him, for fear that the anger would burn to him.
Although Yang An was hugged, Gu Yunfeng was left unattended. He was already furious. When no one was paying attention, he kicked Li Yang on the pelvis, knocking Li Yang to the ground with his feet in the air. After rolling a few times, the originally messy prop area was all scattered. The foam wall crackled into several pieces and fell down, burying Li Yang.
Gu Yunfeng cursed: "You're a piece of shit director!"
However, the gang of guys who had done the dirty work had gone crazy, and the plot was very clear. Now that the props were destroyed, the Mirror Room could no longer be recorded, which only strengthened his determination to suspend the Mirror Room. He must ensure the safety of the Mirror Room creativity.
Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
"Stop it all!" Peng Jianguo was furious and pushed Yang An away.
Peng Jianguo snorted: "I don't know who it is, right? Very good, the people in our station are really good! This kind of bad behavior in the station will never be let go easily. Hu Jun, just wait for the disciplinary inspection commission to investigate!"
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Song Xiaomei was so anxious that she almost shed tears: "I can't find all the props and swords you asked me to prepare, and all the ice in the incubator has turned into water, wuwuwu... who is so wicked? This is... wuwuwuwu... "
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
"Gu Yunfeng, come back!" Li Song rushed up and grabbed Gu Yunfeng, preventing him from rushing over and kicking and beating him.
Li Song pointed at the mess on the ground, looked at Yang An, and said hatefully: "Look at this, look at this! Today I have seen that there really is such a despicable and bottomless bastard! Yang An, You don't have to do anything now. The recording is stopped today. I'm going to call the station manager. As long as I find out who it is, all these bastards will get out of here. I would rather not do the show anymore than clean up the house. Damn it. I’m tired of living!”
"stop!"
Yang An tried to calm down. A minute later, Gu Yunfeng pulled Hu Jun to the backstage. Yang An said nothing, with a gloomy face. He held the walkie-talkie in his right hand, fiddled with the foam wall panel a few times with the antenna, and kicked it with his feet. He kicked the broken prop box and looked at Hu Jun coldly like a knife, asking him to see what happened.
People outside the passage heard the martial arts going on here, and a few more people came to stop the fight.
Yang An was really angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Li Yang to stagger, and scolded sternly: "Li Yang, are you still a human? Come at me if you have the guts! You bully a little girl, are you still a man?"
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Li Yang pointed at Song Xiaomei: "She, she also went backstage. I saw her running out crying..."
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
"Gu Yunfeng, come back!" Li Song rushed up and grabbed Gu Yunfeng, preventing him from rushing over and kicking and beating him.
Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Before I went to the bathroom, they went to the front desk to watch the show."
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Song Xiaomei, who had been blaming herself, cried loudly, covered her face and squatted on the ground, heartbroken. Her crying made everyone upset. Yang An, a young man with strong temperament, blushed and struggled desperately, regardless of persuasion. No, I have to beat up that wicked guy Li Yang!
After a while, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Director Yang, I found Hu Jun."
Peng Jianguo sneered: "Where are the rest of the props team? They don't know either?"
He cursed angrily: "I still want to fucking beat you up! Li Yang, you are really not a man, you are just a bastard! Song Xiaomei is the director's assistant, and I arranged for her to prepare all the props. You have to clean up Hu Jun's floor." I have no objection, but if you want to slander this girl’s innocence, I will fucking beat you up so that you can’t take care of yourself!”
Yang Anxin said no, "No, you continue to dismantle it, and I'll call someone else."
"Stop it all!" Peng Jianguo was furious and pushed Yang An away.
As soon as they entered the backstage, Yang An and Li Song were furious.
Li Yang was alluding to Song Xiaomei's thief cry to catch the thief. It was she who destroyed Hu Jun's props and then ran out to be a good guy and pretended to be innocent. She was the thief behind bars!
How to set up the scene? How can we record a show
Hu Jun hurriedly opened the broken foam wall and helped Li Yang up. Li Yang gasped and rubbed the side of his pelvis and frowned. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. He pointed at Gu Yunfeng and then at Yang. An, now we are really at war with each other: "Director Peng, you have also seen that they got angry and attacked me for no reason! They and I are not done with this matter today!"
Yang An stabilized Song Xiaomei and asked, "Xiaomei, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What's going on backstage?"
Yang An took Song Xiaomei's statistics sheet: "The loss is a few hundred dollars. Although the money is not much, the props were destroyed. The program I prepared in advance will definitely not be able to be recorded. This is not a matter of money."
Peng Jianguo had nowhere to vent his anger. This was such a chaotic scene. Where could he put his majesty as a station director
Gu Yunfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he clenched his fists to hit someone. Yang An pushed him into the passage to block other employees, and no one was allowed in.
Song Xiaomei was annoyed that she had delayed Yang An's important event. Yang An couldn't help but blame the little girl: "It's okay, don't cry. Go get the material list and account book for the prop application, and carefully check which props are there." List everything that was destroyed or stolen, and then write down everything you know. When the director comes, tell the truth."
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
He originally planned to launch "Laughing Mirror House" this time. He asked Song Xiaomei to prepare ice cubes and special sword props in the magic shop, and he held the script in his hand.
He angrily said: "It's the fifteenth anniversary of the establishment of Red Maple TV, and there has never been an accident like today! Very good, you succeeded in angering me! "Joke" will stop broadcasting from now on! I warn you, this The matter is not over yet, as long as I find out who is causing trouble, no matter who he is, he will be severely punished and no one will be spared!"
Li Yang was pushed, retreated and bumped into a prop box, rubbing his lower back and grinning: "You kid pushed me!"
Li Song nodded: "You just go ahead and do it. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it! I'll go find the director right now!"
Hu Jun sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and Li Yang stopped: "Director Peng, this is without proof. You can't just put the shit basin on Hu Jun's head, right? After Hu Jun left, wasn't it? Has anyone else been in?"
Peng Jianguo sneered: "In other words, the props were all in good condition when you left. As soon as you left, someone came in to deliberately destroy it, right?"