Chapter 297

"What a pity, such a pity..." Xiang Zhiming shook his head, his face full of regret.

Su Meng smiled and said casually.

"Guide, what if there is a new song that can meet your requirements?"

What? Everyone in the room was stunned at once, and Liu Huan blurted it out.

"Do you want to sing 'Shanhe Tu'?"

"No, 'Shanhe Tu' has no stage design or backup dancers, so that means... 'Most Dazzling Ethnic Style'?"

"Holy crap! Are you planning to find a group of middle-aged women to square dance on stage?"

Su Meng shook his head and chuckled.

"That is also an idea, but... I want to create a new song."

A new song? Xiang Zhiming blurted it out directly.

"Now there are only five days left until the final dress rehearsal."

"The program must be decided within three days; how is it possible to create a new song?"

Su Meng nodded slightly.

"Three days... is enough!"

"I crashed once before; this time I must get my face back!"

??? Everyone was confused; what did this mean?

After a long while, Hu Zhengyuan coughed and said.

"Zhiming, you don't need to make it difficult for yourself."

"Prepare your backup program as planned; let Su Meng... prepare too; we will choose the best one."

Xiang Zhiming nodded, then turned to the three folk music orchestras and said.

"Team leaders, I am truly sorry..."

"Wait!" Su Meng interrupted him again.

"It would be a pity not to use these pieces."

"However, there is a problem with them performing separately as a program, but they are most suitable as background music."

"Hmm... from the end of the 7 o'clock news until the Spring Festival Gala begins... background music should be needed, right?"

Holy crap!

Xiang Zhiming's eyes suddenly lit up; why didn't I think of that?

Come to think of it, why do I feel that I, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, am less professional than you?

"Guide, bad news! Something huge has happened!"

An assistant director rushed in hurriedly, his face full of panic.

"Teacher Jiang Kun suddenly had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital; his crosstalk segment... is gone!"

What? Xiang Zhiming was so shocked he jumped straight up.

"Is he dead?"

"Don't care if he is dead or not; just treat him as dead!"

"What about Xiao Xiao Yueyue and Sun Yue? Contact them immediately!"

The assistant director was almost crying.

"Guide, did you forget?"

"Back then, it was Jiang Kun who pushed the two of them out!"

"I just contacted them; they said... Sun Yue was so angry... she was hospitalized too!"

"What?" Xiang Zhian sat down heavily on the chair, his face pale.

Su Meng coughed dryly and said in a low voice.

"How about... I give it a try?"