Chapter 388 Pantomime

"Hey... don't report it, don't report it..."

A middle-aged man in a suit suddenly appeared in front of the camera, waving his hands towards the sky.

Isn't this Zhu Mao from Xiazhou?

Many people immediately recognized the middle-aged man.

Of course, that's not the point. The key question is, what is this guy doing? Is he crazy? Doesn't he know the Spring Festival Gala is being broadcast live right now?

The female host standing on the phoenix looked puzzled and somewhat bewildered, seemingly also confused by Zhu Mao's actions.

"The actors haven't arrived yet."

Zhu Mao seemed quite anxious, glancing at his watch every now and then, and said in a consultative tone, "Could you give me a sorting order? Could you reverse the order?"

"Then the show would be in chaos."

The female host also looked helpless, and Zhu Mao quickly said, "Let's all be understanding with each other, let's all be accommodating."

Holy crap!

Seeing this, many elderly people sitting in front of the TV were exasperated: "Young people are so careless! Is this a live broadcast mishap? And on the Spring Festival Gala no less?"

Dong Juan looked at Lin Changhe with a worried expression: "Should we call and ask our son?"

"Who has time to answer the phone at a time like this? Don't cause trouble."

Lin Changhe also looked somewhat nervous.

Similar scenes have occurred in far too many places, even Ren Hetai stood up and paced back and forth in front of the television.

"Hey hey hey... What's wrong with you? Did you get in through connections?"

The male host, standing on the dragon head, looked dissatisfied. When he heard the female host mention that the actors hadn't arrived, he became a little anxious: "If the actors haven't arrived, go find them!"

"Why don't you look for it for me?" Zhu Mao asked, looking up.

"I'll go find it for you."

The male host lightly stomped his foot, and instantly, a huge golden dragon began to soar: "Where are you?"

"Not far, in the Eastern Continent of Divine Victory."

"Where am I supposed to find Dongsheng Shenzhou for you?"

The male host was furious and returned riding the dragon.

At this moment, a man who was dressed somewhat sloppily and had a rather comical appearance walked out: "I said... I said... Teacher, are we short of actors or something?"

After saying that, the man rolled up his sleeves and said, "Teachers, what do you think of me? I think I'm pretty good."

Many viewers immediately recognized the person as Zhu Mao's partner, Chen Si.

These two are a renowned golden duo in the world of crosstalk!

What's wrong?

These two aren't performing crosstalk anymore, are they? Are they mixing up different shows?

wrong!

Damn it!

It seems to be a live streaming mishap, right?

Is this a case of forcibly pushing someone onto the stage to save the day?

Should the skit be changed into a crosstalk performance?

Seeing this, the audience was both amused and exasperated, while viewers from outside the region learned about the whole story through the live chat, and there were all sorts of comments.

Especially those organizations from various countries, seeing that the Chinese Spring Festival Gala had an accident, they were all grinning from ear to ear, almost ready to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

"Sigh, this performance was a complete disaster. Young people really can't shoulder heavy responsibilities."

Many elderly people expressed some sentiments. Although they felt that the Spring Festival Gala production team had done its best to make amends, could such an incident, which was broadcast live globally, really be eliminated by simply making amends?

You might as well just cut off the signal!

Seeing the male host and Zhu Mao's skeptical tone, Chen Si said to the camera, "Making a movie is just about eating, drinking, having fun, and traveling..."

Before Chen Si could finish speaking, the male host landed on the ground on a golden dragon: "I'm asking you, do you want to make movies?"

Chen Si said, "Yes, I do."

The male host immediately walked over: "If you want to make a movie, don't say that. This is work. You want to make a movie, right? This is the director."

As he spoke, the male host pointed at Zhu Mao.

Upon seeing this, Chen Si immediately walked excitedly towards Zhu Mao and grasped his hand tightly, perhaps due to her excitement, saying, "Hello, Director."

"Let go! Let go!"