At eight o'clock, Teacher Zeng took Bao Hui to report on time and entered the cultural performance hall.                                                                                                                    �

"cannon fodder!"

Bao Hui looked at him, but he was acquaintance of Wannianqing: "Teacher Wan is here too, so please give me more advice later!"

"Hehe, that's all right. Lao Zeng, you can wait here. I'll send him out to you later!" The pronunciation of the words was still so fast.

"It's good! That's good." The two seemed to be very familiar with each other. Teacher Zeng said, "Teacher Xiaobao, I'm waiting for you here. If you have an acquaintance like Teacher Wan, I'm relieved."

"Let's go..." Hurry up and smiled, saying, "If you don't leave, that little girl is waiting in a hurry!"

"See you back, Teacher Zeng!" Bao Hui hurriedly followed him, otherwise his clothes would be torn to pieces, "Who? Can't wait..."

As she was talking, she met Chen Lijuan, who was blushing at the corner. She was standing next to her two great singers with great national beauty. She had seen them on TV many times before, and the real person was more charming and charming. She was looking at him with a smile.

"Xiao Wan, is this the guqin master who took away the limelight from our sisters?" The Song family on the left smiled and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes set off her elegant beauty with a more mature charm, especially the gentle touch of her pink lips and white teeth, which was quite attractive.

"Ah! I dare not be a master. Teacher Han, Teacher Song, and Bo Hui have met two of you!" His ancient rituals have been experienced in several worlds and have long been habitually integrated into his bones. At this moment, when you see them, your eyes lit up.

"What a handsome talent, no wonder our Lijuan always whispers in my ears..." It was the first time that Captain Han of the 11th Corps Art Troupe, was so beautiful. Political Commissar Zhang is so lucky!

"Ah! Master..." Chen Lijuan was even more shy and turned around and ran away.

"Haha..." Han and Song laughed immediately.

However, Bao Hui was a little embarrassed, and it was not good to say that he already had a girlfriend at this moment.

At this time, not far behind the four people, a group of staff came to invite Han and Song to study the details of their coming on stage.

"Bao Hui, you are on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time. Don't be nervous. As long as you use your strength last time, you must have this Spring Festival Gala!" Inspector Han regarded him as his own person and was carefully teaching his experience.

"Yes! Show me well, I'm optimistic about you 'cannon fodder'! Hehe..." Everyone in Song smiled playfully.

"Thank you, everyone..."

"You kid, why don't you go after Lijuan, otherwise she should be annoyed you!" The sarcastic words were blowing over the wind.

"Uh, when will it start?" Bao Hui didn't answer his joke.

"When? It's been half a day, look..." It turns out that Kuaizui Wan is just an off-site host for the online interaction session. This rehearsal is nothing he has done for this rehearsal.

Bao Hui looked at the eight familiar "famous" hosts on the stage were constantly connecting various programs, crosstalk sketches, singing and dancing operas, magic acrobatics...

"This kind of rehearsal will take several months of screening, screening, adaptation, connection, polishing... There are so many things!" Kuaizui Wan acted as his literacy tutor.

"Oh..., it turns out that we usually watch 4 or 5 hours of programs. It takes so long and so much workload. You hosts are really hard!" After Bao Hui learned about it, he felt a little sympathetic to the host who had been practicing for so long. The program was constantly screening and adjusting, and they had to do it again boringly. Each time they previewed these 4 or 5 hours, the number of times was absolutely boring.

"Hehe! I'm fine. The eight of them are tired. They are not only tired, but also under great pressure. By then, Wan will keep broadcasting accidents and they will be mentally broken. It's not easy to be famous speakers!" Xiaomou Wan sighed, but Bao Hui saw that he really wanted to join the eight-person team.

"Have Teacher Bao Hui arrived? Where is Teacher Bao Hui?..."

As he was talking, the staff came to call.

"Come!" Bao Hui stood up habitually and saluted.

"Puff...what do? Go quickly!" Kuaishou was slightly stunned and laughed.

...

Bao Hui followed the staff awkwardly to an instrumental room.

"Cannon fodder! Are you finally here?"

Bao Hui saw that he was an acquaintance again, string artist Li Delong, also known as "Bald Li": "Teacher Li is here too. ◎◎                 "

"Come and pick the piano? I'll help you!" It's easy to do things with an acquaintance!

"That happens to be true, Teacher Li and Teacher Bao Hui will leave it to you!" The staff nodded friendly to Bao Hui, and came and went in a hurry.

"Don't mind, they have a lot of work and are all so 'hustling'!" bald Li explained.

"Ah? Oh, I'm fine!" Bao Hui waved, "How about the piano here?"

"Of course! Where is this? This is the best place for the most guqins in the world! In addition to the guqin, there are many good things! Let me tell you, the ancient famous tools you mentioned are almost all here! How about it? Shock!" Bald Li couldn't wait to live here and not leave anymore.

Bao Hui looked shocking, it was so...areful.

"Open the 'Qingyun Ringyin'..."

He gently plucked the strings one by one, and finally chose the guqin that matched the most tone.

"Why don't you choose a famous weapon? Uh..., haha, it's the most suitable one for you!" Bald Li touched Guangding and smiled, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you to perform on stage. Shock them those who are unsavvy..."

...

"The following is a recommended repertoire from the 11th Corps Art Troupe - Guqin playing "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer". Guqin playing artist - Bao Hui...uh..."

The host was immediately stuck when he saw Bao Hui wearing the "Private Private" uniform appearing.

Bao Hui was not nervous, nodded to the host, sat down with the piano in both hands, and after tuning the tune, a song "Swordsman's Song" was played...

Everyone was infected by this passion, righteousness, and the iron-blooded charm mixed with the competitive atmosphere during this period!

"Wow! What a nice guqin..."

"Ah! What an infectious piano sound!..."

...

A group of art performers were shocked.

"This show needs to be previewed and screened? Just go directly to the show!" Some people felt sad and savored: "I'm sure I'll miss another program position..."

"Wow! So handsome..." Suddenly, a scream broke out from the young female artists and workers.

"Haha..." The old artists laughed kindly.

"Cannon fodder! You are the most handsome!" This must be a fan of the 11th Corps Art Troupe.

"Cannon fodder? Haha..., interesting!"...

The rehearsal was held here, and the scene was infected by the piano sound, which was lively and chaotic, and the subsequent programs were not very interesting.

"That's all for today's rehearsal. Thank you everyone..." The host ended today's rehearsal at the director's instructions.

...

"Sorry, Teacher Xiaobao, please stay. Our Master Luo is welcome..."

"Hmm? OK!" Bao Hui was stunned, then nodded and followed the host to meet the media boss.

"Hello, Teacher Xiaobao, hello!" Master Luo, who looks elegant and elegant, smiles very kindly.

"Hello, Master Luo!" Bao Hui stepped forward to greet him.

"I know you have a tight time, so I will go straight to the point. Your program, this time, is just a formality. There is also the meaning of letting some older artists see your strength so as not to gossip..." Master Luo said sincerely, "This time your preview is very successful. We will arrange you in the final program. I personally hope that your program can become a good catalyst for our future Spring Festival Gala program restructuring..."

Only then did Bao Hui realize his position in the hearts of many media-level giants, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud inside.

...

I returned to my residence with warm heart and had a good sleep!

The next day, the sky became gloomy and Bao Hui's mood was as depressed as the rain clouds.

"It seems that I can't go back today. I wonder how Shitou and the others are fighting. Have they won the first game?"

Bao Hui remembered the explanation from Teacher Duan and took a taxi to the address.

"Room 312 on the third floor!" Bao Hui knocked on the door lightly.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" A stunning beauties opened the door and asked in confusion.

System: "Duan Linnan is 26 years old, 1.76, major military doctor of the special forces, and the daughter of Duan Zhipeng, commander of the 117th Division..."

"Oh, sorry, I'll look for Duan Mingxuan...Senior!" Bao Hui didn't know what to call him for a moment, and he was also a little surprised at the identity of this beauty. "The teacher's daughter is so beautiful, a hundred times better than his national face..."

"Second uncle, someone is looking for you!" Duan Linnan shouted.

"If you ask him if his name is Bao Hui, if yes, ask him to come in and sit and wait for me." A powerful voice full of metal texture came out from inside.

"It seems that it's me. Haha..." Bao Hui took the initiative to step into the house.

"Haha, cannon fodder, it's so famous!" Coach Duan was very happy to see him, "I am Duan Mingxuan, 49 years old, 1.88, your cousin of your Commander Duan, the head coach of the 11th Corps Professional Basketball Team."

Bao Hui's eyes shrank: "This person seems to be another troublesome person. A art troupe is enough to make me worry. This teacher 'betrayed' me. When the professional basketball coach joins in again, it will be lively again."

"Drink water!" Duan Linnan, the beauty, had been paying attention to him since he entered the door.

"Thank you!" Bao Hui took the cup and touched her jade hand slightly. Both of them felt electrocuted. "Sin! Sin! Tang Li, I miss you so much!"

"By the way, Coach Duan, I'm afraid I can't go back today. Look at the sky..."

"Ah? This..." Duan Mingxuan said decisively: "We still have to leave and take the train back."

"Nannan, please help the second uncle book two train tickets back to the 11th Corps."

"Oh? Oh, OK." Duan Linnan hurriedly turned on the computer to book tickets, "I have booked three soft bedrooms and there are still 3 hours of car. I will arrive at the station at 8 pm tomorrow. Will you be the second uncle?"

"This time is OK, huh? Sanzhang?" Duan Mingxuan quickly reacted, "You go too? Find your dad!"

"I have to go to watch the football game too!" Duan Linnan said coquettishly: "Second uncle, you must get someone an entrance ticket!"

"Okay, okay, it's up to you! But before you leave, leave a message to your second aunt and mother, so that they won't worry about coming back..."
Chapter completed!