Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 961: Xiao He: Oh no, am I going to become a regular NPC for the Spring Festival Gala?!

”Stop, stop, stop—”

On stage, a show was only halfway through, and the actors hadnʼt even finished their lines when they were abruptly stopped by the audience.

The once lively program seemed to have been put on pause.

Everyone looked at the person in the very center of the audience.

Zhang Qi, the chief director and person in charge of the Spring Festival Gala stage program, was also staring at the stage with a deep sigh, repeatedly chewing on the lines. Then he shook his head with some regret: ”This program... feels a bit lacking. Who approved it before?”

As soon as he spoke, the people next to him immediately leaned in and whispered something in his ear.

Zhang Qi listened while flipping through the documents in his hand.

The skit was stopped halfway through, and the actors on stage didnʼt dare to say anything. They just stood there awkwardly, waiting for the directorʼs instructions.

Although they have all passed the preliminary review and confirmed their participation in the Spring Festival Gala, all programs are subject to adjustment and cuts before the official broadcast. These modifications could drastically change their entire program or force them to pack up and go home.

The person who made this crucial decision was the director sitting offstage.

As the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, a position that requires passing the exam every year but still failing every year, it is undoubtedly a good job, but also undoubtedly a thankless job. Many people are unwilling to take on this job, but many others are willing to take on this job.

Zhang Qi was naturally the latter—at least before the widespread criticism from the public, this title sounded prestigious enough to make his resume look richer, and he was indeed qualified to take on this project.

Everyone was tense at that moment.

They couldnʼt figure out what the director was thinking, but after thinking it over, it all boiled down to just a few points.

”Hmm, it doesnʼt feel like it has any original ideas!”

Sure enough, Zhang Qi then put forward a bunch of his own ideas.

”Family-friendly comedies arenʼt popular enough these days. Your constant bickering is getting on the audienceʼs nerves.”

The comedians on stage looked slightly downcast, clearly finding it hard to understand the directorʼs idea—to be honest, on such a big stage, instead of performing family-friendly comedies, they couldnʼt possibly cry, make a scene, sing opera, and then have a tearful ending that would make the whole country cry along with them!

”Hey, I remember there was a play that was really popular a while ago, right? What was it called again—oh right, ʼThe Root of Calamityʼ! The stage performance was really good! Especially the ending, when the mirror lights shone on, the people would flash... The stage effects were stunning, and the theme was quite profound...”

Zhang Qi began to speak fluently and at length.

The assistant director stood silently for a moment, then whispered in Zhang Qiʼs ear, ”Director Zhang, thatʼs a stage play, this is a skit. The two are not quite the same.”

Itʼs not just different, itʼs absolutely different!

Director Zhang, wake up!

”So what if theyʼre different?”

Zhang Qi glanced at his assistant director and said, ”There are many performance styles in their skit that we can learn from.”

Assistant Director: ”...”

No, Director! What youʼre saying is definitely different from what Iʼm saying, itʼs different!

However, with a tight schedule and many tasks, Zhang Qi gave the skit group a series of ”colorful black” requirements before waving them off.

Today, they are mainly reviewing language-based programs.

If this skit doesnʼt work, thereʼll be another one.

They still have many options.

Zhang Qi immediately sent someone to call the next group.

”Is this a magic trick?”

Zhang Qi glanced at the information and the main personnel of the program.

”Magician Ge Fu, magicianʼs assistant Xiao He...”

He read out the list of names, his gaze first landing on the magician: ”Why is this yearʼs magician different from last yearʼs?”

”Uh, last yearʼs magician declined this invitation.”

The assistant director explained hesitantly.

Last yearʼs magician was also a newcomer to the Spring Festival Gala, making his debut on CCTVʼs stage. His magic performance was nothing special.