Chapter 232 Shattered into pieces
Unable to count on these old guys, An Zhixia directly announced the adjournment of the meeting and asked his assistant to call each performance troupe early tomorrow morning to notify them and ask all the selected actors and their leaders to arrive at the scene for the meeting!
The despised old comrades silently packed up their things, said goodbye to her and left. Although they had not yet seen Teacher Xiao An's true ability, the momentum she displayed tonight was enough to remove the thorns from their bodies, and they all became obedient old cats, just exasperating their tails to deal with emergencies.
Director Hu and two assistants accompanied An Zhixia to the dormitory with flashlights. On the way, they told her a lot about previous group competitions and asked her about her plans for tomorrow.
"I don't know now, I have to go back and think about it carefully," An Zhixia said calmly.
Director Hu was stunned, then touched his chest and said, "You are not in a hurry at all, hundreds of us are waiting for your order."
“Don’t we still have one night?” She said with a smile, “I’ve got quite a few ideas, I just have to see how to implement them.”
"Okay, I won't do much, but I can guarantee that you have the final say within the scope of my responsibility, and all the staff in our event team will obey your orders," Director Hu promised seriously.
"You seem to trust me," An Zhixia looked at him in surprise.
Director Hu took off his hat, smoothed his hair, and said with a smile: "You let me glimpse a new rule and model in the entertainment industry. I believe that after this group competition, each performance group will have to make major changes. Besides," he said with a look of fear on his face: "If I don't give up my position to give you convenience, then you will definitely not save face for me because I am the director. It's good to drive me away and take this position yourself, but I'm afraid that you will change the entire activity group by then."
An Zhixia laughed and gave him a thumbs up: "Director Hu is a genius!"
"You know what's happening, don't you?" Director Hu said with a smile, "Okay, we'll take you to your dorm now. Don't stay up too late at night. If anything goes wrong, we'll all take care of it together."
After returning to the dormitory and drinking a glass of milk, An Zhixia bent over her desk and wrote down her ideas one by one, and then filled them in with the corresponding programs. It was like she had rebuilt the framework of the team competition. The highlights were the ideas and creativity, but the main content was still supported by the program.
It was already one o'clock when she put down her pen. She stretched and took out the photo that Fang Yuan had put in his last letter. The man had strong and delicate features. The scar on his eyebrow gave him a wild look. He wore a white shirt and green military pants, and his hair was shaved short. He looked energetic and capable, with a hint of a domineering CEO.
She sighed softly, and suddenly missed the time when everyone had a mobile phone. A sentence flashed through her mind: Back then, transportation and mail were very slow, and one could only love one person in a lifetime.
Poking the man's cheek, "I'm actually very timid. I'm only trying love once. You can't let me down!"
As a multi-talented queen with many fans internationally, An Zhixia is very self-disciplined. Even if she went to bed late the day before, she would get up at six in the morning to exercise for an hour, come back to wash up, eat, and go to work.
As a result of good time management, she was the last one to arrive. After what happened yesterday, no one dared to raise any objections, even Chief Artist Zhang just lowered his head and pouted to express his dissatisfaction.
Director Hu still gave up the main seat. An Zhixia stood over and did not sit down. She took out the five pages of densely written work she had written last night and handed them to her assistant, asking him to make a copy. Not only would everyone present have a copy, but even the person in charge of the performance troupe participating in the rehearsal today would have to get a copy.
"Time is tight, let me first tell you about our mission today," An Zhixia said as she looked at everyone calmly, "Because we have compiled the entire group competition into a large-scale stage play with a strong storyline, so today we not only have to rehearse, but also select the actors who will take the lead. At the very least, we have to go through the entire process so that everyone has a clear idea of what to do, and then we can work on the details in the next ten days or so."
After that, she recited the entire process very quickly.
After hearing her design, everyone couldn't help but sit up straight and write on paper, their faces excited and excited, suddenly feeling that this is what it means to be an artist. Art should not be framed, nor should it be solemn, but a kind of enjoyment and joyful carnival, a collision of human souls!
As soon as she finished speaking, the assistant came running over with empty hands, sweating and stammering in fear, "I'm sorry, Teacher Xiao An. Just now when I went to copy the materials, I was knocked down on the bridge, and all the materials fell into the pond. When I found the tools to fish them out, the papers were all torn into pieces..."
An Zhixia looked at her, her head almost lowered to her chest, full of guilt and fear, and asked calmly, "Did you see who hit her?"
The assistant shook his head repeatedly: "No, I was just thinking that the information had fallen into the pond, and when I came to my senses, the person was gone."
Except for Director Hu, who was on the verge of a rage and had a bad temper, everyone else in the room hunched their shoulders and tried to reduce their presence, but their lowered eyes were filled with excitement and gloating. To survive in the circle, it is not just about personal ability, but more about connections, constant vigilance, and assimilation!
Tsk tsk, Teacher Xiao An is still young after all. She may have stayed up all night to write this manuscript. Now it is all soaked in water and there is no possibility of saving it. One or two hundred comrades from the performance troupe will arrive soon. They will be even more excited to see how she ends the show. Humph, won’t they, the old guys, have to act as peacemakers when the time comes?
When the smiles on everyone's faces could no longer be suppressed.
An Zhixia couldn't help but sneer: "It's hard for you to be my assistant and run errands for me. Okay, go to the finance department to collect yesterday's salary later, and go back to where you came from. Our National Theater is a small temple that can't accommodate you."
As she spoke, she took out another document from her bag, handed it to another assistant, and said with a smile, "Comrade, please help us make a trip. Be careful this time. Don't worry about it being robbed, burned, or torn. I used the office printer to make a lot of copies this morning.
If the machine hadn't run out of ink and paper, I wouldn't have bothered you."
The man nodded with his face flushed at her smile, took the information, turned around and ran away.
Everyone was stunned and felt extremely disappointed. Things shouldn't have turned out this way?
The assistant was not happy with this. She pointed at her angrily and said, "Teacher Xiao An, I was knocked to the ground by accident. Look at my hands. There are scratches on them! Since you have the copies, why do you have to embarrass me? Do you think it's fun to use me, your assistant, to show off your power?"
Haha, the more pressure there is, the harder it is to produce. I expect there will be an update in the second half of next month. The author will start accumulating manuscripts. When there are three consecutive updates, it means that the accumulating of manuscripts is in progress. . .
The third update has just started, please wait patiently...
Although the update time interval is so long that the author is having a heart attack, I still can't help but shamelessly ask for votes~~ Please give me some motivation!
(End of this chapter)
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